Riding the cool evening breeze, accompanied by the bright moonlight, Wang Yue returned home in a good mood.
The moment he opened the door, his parents were sitting by the sofa washing their feet, and on the TV, his father's favorite "Journey to the West" was playing.
"Little son is back, want to wash your feet?"
Wang Yue's father, Wang Jianguo, said with a smile.
"How was your tutoring today?"
Wang Yue's mother, Pan Huiying, asked.
Seeing his parents looking relatively young, Wang Yue's nose tingled. He quickly walked up to them: "Dad, here, your favorite sponge cake."
He had bought it on the roadside on his way back.
"Oh, little son is sensible."
Wang Jianguo took it with a smile, his eyes full of joy.
"Don't worry, Mom, I'll definitely get into a prestigious university!"
Wang Yue turned to Pan Huiying and said.
"Haha, if you really get into a prestigious university, Mom will buy you anything you want."
Pan Huiying couldn't help but laugh.
"Where's my brother?"
Wang Yue asked again.
He wasn't an only child; he had an older brother, so he had been doted on by the family since childhood, cherished by his parents and brother.
"He's playing on the computer at the shop again. Tell him off when you have time. He plays on the computer all day, his eyes will be ruined."
Pan Huiying said indignantly.
"Got it, Mom, I'll definitely talk to him later!"
Then Wang Yue sat between his parents, making them laugh heartily. The family atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
...
In the evening, Wang Yue lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind racing.
Wang Yue's family wasn't well-off. His parents were self-employed, working in the funeral industry. They didn't earn much and were often discriminated against.
His father, Wang Jianguo, was older, 58 this year. Having Wang Yue late in life, he doted on him immensely.
Although his father was old, he was still relatively healthy. It wasn't until more than ten years later, when he developed Alzheimer's, that his physical condition rapidly declined.
His mother, though only 40 this year, suffered from chronic lumbar strain. It wasn't apparent now, but in seven or eight years, she would struggle daily due to lumbar disc herniation.
His brother, Wang Hu, was 22. Due to a difficult birth and prolonged lack of oxygen, his intelligence was slightly impaired. He didn't get into university. He was also often ridiculed for being overweight. He now ran the funeral home with his parents.
Wang Yue, being young and ignorant back then, disliked his father's old age. He always had his mother attend parent-teacher conferences, afraid of being mocked by classmates.
He also dared not tell his classmates what his family did, fearing they would find it unlucky and ostracize him.
Therefore, the young Wang Yue was sensitive and insecure, with few friends and a withdrawn personality.
Having been reborn, Wang Yue realized how naive his past thoughts were. His parents earned money honestly, without stealing or cheating; what was there to be insecure about?
Besides, the funeral industry wasn't that bad. Wasn't there a movie that affectionately called funeral directors "star planters"?
With a clear and open mind, Wang Yue secretly vowed that in this life, he would make his family live happily and prosperously.
"Congratulations to the host for unlocking the achievement - The person who tied the bell must untie it. Past regrets are resolved, all wrong paths are overcome, and the rest of your life will be smooth sailing! Reward: 1 Free attribute point, 1 Random quality skill book."
Wang Yue snapped back to reality and sat up from the bed: "Almost forgot! Attribute points, attribute points!"
Wang Yue brought over a small mirror and, looking into it, directly added five points to his appearance.
He wanted to see how exaggerated it would be before deciding whether to use them all at once.
With five attribute points spent, Wang Yue's appearance instantly reached 71. His facial features hadn't changed drastically, but they had become deeper and more three-dimensional, looking much more pleasing to the eye.
"This is already considered a bit handsome. It seems it's not as exaggerated as I imagined."
Wang Yue pondered for a moment and directly increased his appearance to 80.
The next second, Wang Yue stared at the mirror in amazement. The person was undeniably him, but he was so much handsomer than before. If not for his bowl cut, he would have been comparable to the current popular young idols.
With 3 attribute points remaining, Wang Yue poured them all into his height.
Wang Yue felt a surge of warmth within him, especially in his feet. After a moment, the sensation disappeared.
He stood up from the bed and could clearly feel that he had grown taller, closer to the ceiling.
【Host: Wang Yue】
【Appearance: 80】
【Intelligence: 80】
【Constitution: 80】
【Special: 75】
【Height: 178】
【Distributable attribute points: 0】
【Random quality skill book * 1】
【Singing and Dancing Proficiency, Musical Instrument Proficiency, Basketball...】
Looking at his attribute panel, Wang Yue was very satisfied. Once he unlocked more achievements and maxed out all his attributes, he would undoubtedly be a heartthrob.
As for "Special," Wang Yue didn't invest in it because 75 was already quite strong, and he didn't have any use for it at the moment.
"Tomorrow, I'll get a new hairstyle and embark on a new life!"
He still had one skill book left unused. Wang Yue planned to keep it, as consecutive draws were more likely to yield better rewards.
...
The next morning, Wang Yue went out.
He arrived at his usual barbershop and said to the owner: "Boss, give me a super handsome buzz cut!"
As the saying goes, you know if a guy is handsome when he gets a buzz cut. In the past, Wang Yue's buzz cut would have made him look awkward, but now he was confident he could pull it off.
"How can a buzz cut be super handsome?"
The owner said with a smile.
"It can be, just cut it and see!"
Ten minutes later, Wang Yue looked at the young man in the mirror and was stunned.
Admittedly, an appearance score of 80 was very impactful. His youthful face, combined with a mature aura that seemed to have weathered storms, gave him an enigmatic charm that easily sparked curiosity.
"Young man, I've been cutting hair for so many years, and this is the first time I've seen someone look so good with a buzz cut."
The owner was also surprised, even wondering if her hairdressing skills had improved again.
"I told you a super handsome buzz cut exists."
Wang Yue said proudly, then dropped eight yuan and walked out of the shop confidently.
As he stepped out, Wang Yue wasn't paying attention and collided head-on with a figure who suddenly ran over.
"Ouch."
A delicate cry came.
Wang Yue was fine. His constitution of 80 meant he didn't even budge.
Looking closely, a young girl in a t-shirt and shorts had fallen to the ground. Her long, slender legs, when extended, would make many leg enthusiasts drool.
"Are you okay?"
Wang Yue bent down and offered his hand to the girl.
"It hurts, it hurts."
The girl rubbed her butt and looked up. A youthful and beautiful face met Wang Yue's eyes.
"Tian Wenjing?"
Wang Yue exclaimed in surprise.
Tian Wenjing's eyes widened. She felt that the boy in front of her was very handsome and familiar. After a moment, she asked uncertainly, "Wang... Wang Yue?!"
"It's me."
"Did you get plastic surgery?!"