"..." Chang Yue was speechless.

This number has exceeded her imagination. Now she is thinking about the impossible. 900 bowls alone have more volume than one person.

"What's your expression?" Su Yun was actually very satisfied with Chang Yue's performance. He crossed his legs and said with a smile: "Do you know what you look like now?"

"Like what?"

"It's like the day we were drinking big green sticks in Haicheng, and the expressions of people around us were watching." Su Yunyang said proudly.

"You had an infusion that day." Chang Yue glanced at him and said disdainfully.

"..." Su Yun paused slightly and said, "You have no friends when you talk like this. You were so happy that you were disappointed."

"Did you watch that live broadcast?" Zheng Ren asked.

"It's not a live broadcast, it's a variety show. The owner of the noodle shop stood aside and kept pouring cups of noodles into the bowl. It was 900 bowls. The ratings of that episode were super high!" Su Yun said.

"No vomiting in the middle?"

"The people who induce vomiting are all humans, and those who do not induce vomiting are the kings. Just like..." Su Yun wanted to make an analogy, but this kind of example will have to return to the boss after all.

"It's like in Pengxi Township, you and Mu Tao and Lao Liu are sleeping in shifts, so I don't have to sleep. Is that what it means?" Zheng Ren asked with a smile.

"It's almost the same."

"Can you put 900 cups in your stomach?" Chang Yue asked in confusion.

Before Su Yun could explain, the competition on the screen finally began. One by one, the hamburgers were piled into hills, which gave people a shocking feeling.

"Here, Kobayashi Zun, in 2009, he was on the list of "Asian Great Sports Heroes", and the lists on the list included Bruce Lee and Yao Ming."

"Is this considered exercise?" Chang Yue really couldn't understand.

"Who knows, every time I finish watching it, I want to try it. But eating two or three hot dogs will make you full." Su Yun said with some regret: "Or every time I feel like life is as lonely as snow, and when there is no challenge, I will go to eat hot dogs."

"Why haven't you seen you eat recently?" Zheng Ren sat in the corner and threw out a flying knife.

The flying knife hit the exact hit, Su Yun puffed up his cheek and blew his breath. The black hair on his forehead floated weakly, listlessly. Without a challenge, can you not think about who else? Su Yun thought of it with contempt.

"In 2000, I ate 25 hot dogs in 12 minutes and set the record for the World Championship." Su Yun pretended not to hear Zheng Ren's question and started to brush the data directly, "but Chessnath emerged and broke Kobayashi's monopoly."

"74 hot dogs in 12 minutes became the world record at that time."

"Is hot dogs the kind of bread and sausage?" Chang Yue asked in surprise.

"It's the kind you imagined." Su Yun replied with a smile, "Nothing is done in size, everything is the way you usually see hot dogs."

"I can't imagine it." Chang Yue said.

“The facts will make you imagine it.”

Soon, a hot dog was eaten on the screen.

The contestants stuffed the hot dogs into their mouths one by one, swallowing them with almost no chewing. The hot dogs like hills decreased rapidly. Zheng Ren felt that he would watch this kind of competition once and would not have to eat for three days and three nights.

It was really difficult to survive. The champion of the American women's big eater was a single mother. She relied on her own skills to support several children.

The host's hoarse voice echoed in the classroom, and the inflammatory shouts of the host were echoing. Players kept quitting the competition, and the maximum number of singles that were eaten by the hot dogs on the screen casting side was constantly being refreshed.

In 12 minutes, the numbers stay on 55.

Zheng Ren looked at the pile of mosaics inside and raised his arms, signaling to the audience that he had won, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Needless to say, I was full just looking.

I guess I can't even eat supper myself.

"Awesome, boss." Su Yun said with a smile: "This is an unimportant game. Just win, and Chesnut didn't do his best."

"Awesome." Zheng Ren said sincerely.

"Don't they need to induce vomiting?" Chang Yue asked the same question again.

"Who knows?" Su Yun said, "Many domestic food broadcasters go to induce vomiting in the middle, which doesn't look very professional. If you don't allow this kind of competition, you shouldn't have the chance to induce vomiting."

Chang Yue was stunned. Zheng Ren was probably thinking about how big the size of more than fifty hot dogs piled together.

"I have doubted it, but after seeing it with my own eyes, I can only amaze the world with all kinds of wonders." Su Yun said, "The Kobayashi Zun, who I mentioned before, ate 8.0 kilograms of beef brain in 15 minutes and 9.1 kilograms of rice balls in 30 minutes. These are all recorded records."

The unit of measurement is kilograms...

Zheng Ren felt that these things were enough for one month to eat.

"I won't die suddenly."

"There are people who died suddenly." Su Yun said, "This thing is all about life. Look at the attitude of eating. Meng Zi, who was just mentioned, 900 bowls of soba noodles, was suffocated in the 2017 competition. "

As he said that, Su Yun suddenly thought of something and said with a smile: "Boss, Mengzi is also a rich second generation. She is very cute and has a very similar character to Yiren."

"Yiren won't eat so much." Zheng Ren said firmly.

"I'm fine when I'm going to take the doctor," Chang Yue asked.

"I've rescued it, saying it was suffocation caused by the hyperventilation syndrome. I think some people on the Internet speculate that she had no hope of winning the game, so she came up with this bad plan."

"Isn't it better to be an idol artist?" Zheng Ren said helplessly.

"Boss, not everyone is the same as you." Su Yun said, "This is pursuit and the meaning of life."

"The empty stomach contracts, and it has a volume of about 50ml. The average person can reach a maximum volume of 1500ml." Zheng Ren said, "According to the calculation..."

As he said that, he saw Su Yun's contemptuous gaze projecting. He was stunned and remembered something.

"I remembered that in 2007, doctors from the University of Pennsylvania published an article in the American Journal of Radiology, which was about observing the changes in the stomach after eating with a big eater!"

"What do you think?" Su Yun asked.

"I still find it incredible," Zheng Ren said. "Radiation images show that their stomachs do not squirm after eating, but form a huge sac that then accommodates more and more food."

"But even if the entire abdominal cavity is full..." Chang Yue thought about it and found that it seemed that there was such a possibility.

It's just too extreme.
Chapter completed!