It took about two hours of training, and the amount was not very large.

For fat people, they may sweat all over, but for professional models like Blanca, this level of training is so low that it cannot be more low-level.

Let’s put it this way, when Blanca is exercising, warm-up is greater than this intensity.

Now Blanca regrets the fatty sausages she ate this afternoon. Although she admitted that the thing tasted a little weird, it was indeed delicious.

Unfortunately, in the model industry, if you want to survive, it is impossible to have much to do with delicious food.

When supper began, a bottle of vegetable juice was placed on Blanca's tray with her name on it. In addition, there were three small plates, one with some fried green peppers that she had never seen before, and one plate with onions fried with beef fillet and the last plate of fried meat slices of broccoli. Half of the slices were thin and half fat, which was quite scary.

These dishes were put in front of Blanca. Not to mention eating them, just looking at the oily plate, Blanca felt full of guilt towards the profession of modeling.

Blanca kept saying in her heart: "This liar wants to ruin my career! I won't eat this."

Blanca kept reminding himself in his heart, but his nose seemed a little unscrupulous. He sniffed the fragrance of the dish hard, and his stomach let out a buzz.

Hungry!

This is the most direct reaction when people see food. Blanca knew that he wanted to eat something, and saw the vegetable juice in the bottle, so she took it over. She unscrewed the lid, smelled it first, and found that there was no strange smell. Then she tasted it gently and found that it was no different from the things she usually drank.

If anything, it is that Blanca tasted a little banana.

Slowly, one sip after another, Blanca drank vegetable juice as slowly as possible, hoping to feel full.

While drinking, she had to turn her head and look around to observe the people next to her to divert attention.

Of course, there was no need to say about a group of fat people. Blanca only glanced at them and immediately felt that she was even more hungry.

These fat men were holding big bowls one by one, and the spoon in their hands seemed to fly, constantly scattering white rice into their mouths. From time to time, they could see someone scooping a large spoonful of vegetables into their mouths.

Blanca thought the word "squat" was used very accurately, and these people seemed to want to swallow all the food on the tray in one bite.

At this time, the careful Blanca discovered that the fat group, or the fat group, these people had an extra dish, and the sauce-colored meat thing was, and the portion was quite large!

Seeing this thing, Blanca looked down at his tray and found that there were indeed only three dishes and a bowl of rice, which was missing the bowl of oily meat from others.

I turned around and found that not only I didn’t have it, but also the group that gained weight was not there.

This incident made Blanca very puzzled. She felt that she was put into a reinforcing group. Even though she thought Jian Heng was a liar, she still reached out to ask a question with this uneasy mood.

Barley is now maintaining the analect order of dining. Seeing Blanca raise his hand, he quickly walked over.

"What's the matter? If you want soup, you can serve it yourself. There are bowls and spoons there." Damai thought Blanca was going to drink soup, so she came to her and explained first.

From the beginning of the meal, Damai and others have explained the problem of soup alone for four or five times. There is no way. Some people eat like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, and it disappeared in an instant.

Of course, Damai cannot know Zhu Bajie or something. This is just a saying, saying that some people eat quickly.

What are the consequences of eating quickly? It’s easy to choke!

Chef Tang Zhao in the restaurant doesn’t beat him, and students have to get up and beat him by themselves if they need him. Damai doesn’t know that this tradition comes from the Chinese school cafeteria.

Blanca shook her head and pointed at Dabae on his tray: "I want to lose weight, not gain weight. Why do I want to eat the same thing as the person who gains weight?"

Damai heard this and explained with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that's the reason. They added a portion of pork head meat. That's because they are seriously overweight. You are not as fat as they are, so you don't need to have extra meals!"

Damai said that Blanca was stunned, and it took a while to come back to his senses: "You said you should eat harder if you lose weight?"

This new theory directly subverted Blanca's three views. She heard such a ridiculous view for the first time in her life, and couldn't help but become more determined in her heart that Jian Heng was a liar.

He smiled at Blanca. When Daba saw that Blanca had not had a grain of vegetables or rice, he seemed to see through Blanca's thoughts: "Don't be busy drawing conclusions, you can wait four or five days before checking their physical test results."

"So fast?" Blanca was a little disbelief.

Damai said: "Actually, it will take two or three days, but the first two days consume the body's water. If the human body is healthy, it is not good to have too much water or less. It must be maintained at a balance. No matter how much you say to you, you won't believe it. Let's wait until everyone's results come out before talking."

Jian Heng didn't eat at this time. He was paying attention to the situation in the field. While watching, he remembered in his heart that whoever eats Chinese food happily, then use more space water in the future, so that the effect of losing weight or gaining weight will naturally be better.

Whoever eats like a execution ground or almost none like Blanca? I'm sorry, not only does the effect have to be poor, but it may also rebound. Otherwise, how can it show the correctness of Jian's theory?

Remembering who performed poorly, Jian Heng called Damai and Xiaomai to the front of him and started talking about new training programs, the two-hour training plan from 7 to 9 pm.

This training plan is quite simple. Fatty man practices frog crawling in a group, plus plank support, which is the toad crawling that Jian Heng invented himself. Now Jian Heng has made the standardization and is preparing to cheat money. He has to talk about some style or something.

Now the frog crawls have both hands wide on the same shoulders, and the two corners are separated. If the angle between the legs is 60 degrees, each leg cannot be lowered when lifting, but should be sideways forward. Anyway, it is very simple to be lazy, but if you really need to concentrate on it, it will be quite exhausting.

The thin group is difficult to climb on the ground, and rushing the mountain on the flat ground.

If you don’t know what the ruler is, you will understand what it is. A kind of insect comes with a bow in the middle.

When crawling in fitness, you stand with your feet, bend down with your hands to touch the ground, then move your hands forward, keep your feet still. When your body has a plank effect, pause for a second, and then recycle your hands.

"Before starting, I took them around the fence for ten minutes, which was considered a warm-up. The fat guys who couldn't run could walk. Time must be guaranteed. Four groups and four groups come, rest for two minutes between each four groups..." Jian Heng glanced at the guys who were eating right away, and felt secretly happy.

Barley and wheat nodded in a flash.

"Okay, you guys watch here, I'm going to have a meal," said Jian Heng.

In the evening, Jian Heng and Zhao Changshan agreed to make some wine. Now that they have figured out the situation of the students, Jian Heng let Damai and Xiaomai take them to practice, and he is preparing to drink wine with Zhao Changshan and talk about Dashan.

Zhao Changshan’s work is over now. As the chef, he doesn’t want to wash dishes and wash dishes. This is the matter between Huang Xiaodong and Zhao Wei.

So when he saw Jian Heng wink, Zhao Changshan nodded immediately and then pointed behind the house.

The house has been renovated and almost disappeared from the way Old Anders looked like when he was. There is a back door at the back door, not only a back door, but also a leisure corridor frame, which is more than twice as big as the original front, almost seventy square meters, which can be used for people to rest or do some miscellaneous work.

Now this is the place where Jian Heng and Zhao Changshan drink a little wine.

As soon as Jian Heng sat on the table, Zhao Changshan came over with a multi-layered lunch box of body temperature, one in one hand, each with three in the upper, middle and lower, each grid was about twelve or three inches in diameter, five or six centimeters high.

When they arrived at the table, Zhao Changshan put out lunch boxes one by one.

"Hey! This is a rich preparation!" Jian Heng only looked at three of them and couldn't help but rub his hands.

A portion of fat intestines, let’s not talk about it. A portion of garlic sprouts and squid is also good. Another portion is red oil beef tripe. Another portion is fried pork liver. This thing is the internal organs that Blanca just saw, a portion of pepper and salt peanuts. It is almost a must-have for Chinese people to drink. Another portion is braised chicken.

Seeing the braised chicken, Jian Heng asked with a smile: "You finally killed the butt chicken?"

The butt chicken refers to the only one among the chickens that Zhao Changshan brought back with without hair on their butts, and the ugliest one among the chickens.

This chicken is not only ugly, but also has a bad temper. The old saying goes, ugly people make a lot of trouble.

Jian Heng didn’t expect that putting chickens also works!

Other little roosters are bullied by them one by one almost every day. If other little roosters fall off a hair or two a day, they will probably be like the New Year that day.

This slutty chicken was not only a chicken, but also a pig and a Denver. It even chased Jian Heng twice. If there weren't people around in broad daylight, Jian Heng would have thrown it into the space, and then twisted his neck and got drunk at night.

"It can eat anywhere. Now it looks like one or two pounds. After removing hair, it can't eat it anymore. Let's bear it for a while, it won't take long. Next Christmas will be its sacrifice day!" Zhao Changshan said with a smile.

The two of them set off to eat. When they saw Zhao Changshan take out a bottle of vodka, Jian Heng immediately became a little dissatisfied.

"I said Brother Zhao, we are not pretending, why are we drinking this thing? Last time, I still had half a bottle of Sichuan wine left? Don't be stingy, take it out and drink it," said Jian Heng.

There is no feeling about vodka, and the table is full of hard dishes for drinking, so it’s a pity to use vodka.

Zhao Changshan twisted the lid and said, "There is no more than half a bottle. My brother-in-law came to deliver things to drink two days ago. Just keep a little bit. I will buy a few more boxes next time I go and buy them!"

Seeing that Zhao Changshan was about to pour wine, Jian Heng immediately snatched the bottle.

"Just let's just take the jar, we can also take the pot and rinse it." Zhao Changshan took two jars, poured the water inside, and placed one in front of himself and Jian Heng.

After pouring about half a pound, the two of them shared the same way, eating and drinking, while pulling light.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, a bottle of vodka was directly dried up by the two of them and they drank it.

At this time, Jian Heng was the most beautiful time to drink. He felt a little dizzy and his whole consciousness was particularly clear.

After looking at the watch, Jian Heng stood up: "Brother Zhao, leave the rest to you. I'll go and see how the barley and wheat are doing there."

"Okay, you go," Zhao Changshan replied while picking his teeth.

After leaving the house, Jian Heng walked to the dormitory, shouted twice but didn't see Denver running out, and then he realized that Denver followed Barley and Wheat to the indoor practice field.

When I walked to the indoor training ground, Denver was jumping around happily. Many people were attracted by it and were always distracted in their exercise.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After snapping his fingers, shouting Denver, the little white lion ran over.

"Barley, wheat! Faster"

Hearing Jian Heng's words, Barley and Xiaomai led everyone to increase the frequency of their speed movement. At this time, Jian Heng gave Denver an action. The little white lion immediately sat on the ground, raised his head and roared, roaring.

The little lion's breasts were not strong at all, but within two minutes, everyone in the field felt that they had accelerated their movements and felt that their bodies seemed to be getting more and more energetic.
Chapter completed!