Jiangcheng No. 1 Middle School.
When school time came, Song Qingyu did not leave immediately.
With Bai Jianrong's permission, she can do weight loss exercises openly, so she will stay in the playground for an hour after school every day.
Song Qingyu, wearing a short-sleeved sports T-shirt, ran five laps around the playground, a total of meters was considered a warm-up, and then came to the exercise equipment side for abdominal training.
After doing it for fifteen minutes, she sat down and prepared to rest for five minutes.
"Don't stop if your clothes are wet, it's easy to catch a cold."
Cold words came from behind, Song Qingyu looked back and took the bottle of water thrown by Lu Nianzhen.
"Thanks!" Song Qing answered generously, unscrewing the bottle cap and drinking water.
Lu Nianzhen walked to her and sat down, and asked, "Are you hiding your weight from home now?"
Song Qing said but smiled.
Lu Nianzhen also felt that he had asked a silly question, and the topic turned to business: "The results of the calligraphy contest are out."
"Did you take first place?" Song Qingyu didn't care about his ranking.
Zhi is not here, there is no way.
Lu Nianzhen pursed her lips slightly, and said, "I am the same as you in the first prize in the Junior Division."
"I remember there was a special prize, but you didn't get it?" Song Qingyu put down the mineral water bottle and asked in surprise, "Could it be my thing that affected you that day?"
Of course, Lu Nianzhen wouldn't say yes. He shook his head: "I heard that the one with the special prize is indeed very good and deserves it."
Song Qingyu didn't continue to ask about this question, after all, nothing could change the result. But in general, Lu Nianzhen was pretty good in her impression.
At this time, Lu Nianzhen's cell phone rang, and he took it out and walked to the side to answer the phone.
Seeing this, Song Qingyu returned to the exercise equipment to continue his training.
Training around the abdomen is actually the abdomen around the bar. It is easy for people with light weight to do it. Like Song Qingyu, it is very difficult to get on the bar with a weight approaching one hundred and sixty kilograms. But at the beginning of 175 kilograms, she also clenched her teeth to stand up, but now it doesn't take much effort to do it.
When Mo Beiyan walked over, she saw a fat man circling round and round on the horizontal bar. It didn't look easy. Only she herself knew how difficult it was.
"She wants to lose weight, but she is not using those methods to lose weight quickly. I have seen her training a few times, and most of them are doing some physical fitness." Lu Nianzhen saw Mo Beiyan's eyes on Song Qingyu. Then he explained one sentence.
After all, if Song Qingyu really wants to be a model, being able to get in touch with Mo Beiyan will definitely help her. Lu Nianzhen admitted that he had no friends, Song Qingyu was the only one.
The so-called words are like their own. Lu Nianzhen studied the words in Song Qing's language for a period of time, and found that Song Qing's tenacity is stronger than anyone else. There is no reason for such a person to fail to succeed!
Mo Beiyan nodded and put his hands in his trouser pockets, "She is very smart, so she is afraid of being too smart."
"Are you smart?" Lu Nianzhen was puzzled.
"It's good to be smart, but it's easy to get into trouble if you're too smart." Mo Beiyan said lightly, soundless without any emotion.
Lu Nianzhen didn't understand: "Why doesn't Uncle like her?"
Mo Beiyan turned his head and glanced at him, but did not answer, but said, "Go home."
Mo Beiyan turned around and left as the tip of the leather shoe spun.
Lu Nianzhen's doubts could not be resolved, so he couldn't help but asked again: "Why did uncle suddenly want to pick me up?"
Just pick him up from school. The strange thing is that if he happened to pass by in the past, Mo Beiyan parked at most outside the school gate to wait for him, but this time he actually walked to the campus to find him, which was too abnormal.
"Assault. What your grandma meant is, let me consider whether to send you abroad now or wait for you to graduate from high school. I still need to see how you are here." Mo Beiyan replied unchanged.
Lu Nianzhen didn't ask much, but said, "I don't plan to go abroad now."
Growing up with his uncle, he knew very well what Mo Beiyan didn't want to say, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pry Mo Beiyan's mouth open.
"Hey! Wait a minute!"
A panting voice came from behind, and Mo Beiyan paused.
Turning his head slightly, looking at the fat girl with sweaty head and soaked sports T-shirt, Mo Beiyan frowned subconsciously, but did not say a word.
Lu Nianzhen asked, "Is your training finished? I'm going home."
For some reason, when Lu Nianzhen was so familiar with a gentle tone, Mo Beiyan's eyes darkened slightly.
Song Qingyu said, "I'm going to leave too, just cheeky and want to run a car!"
Lu Nianzhen was a little surprised.
As far as he knew, many people would be shocked when they saw Mo Beiyan's eyebrows. After all, he was really handsome. But after seeing his aura, most people choose to keep their distance because they can't help but shout.
But this kind of thing didn't seem to happen to Song Qingyu. She didn't have any idiots about Mo Beiyan's appearance, and she didn't feel afraid of Mo Beiyan's aura at all.
Lu Nianzhen turned his head to look at Mo Beiyan wittily, and asked, "Uncle, is that okay?"
Mo Beiyan's face was still habitually indifferent. When Lu Nianzhen thought it was impossible, Mo Beiyan suddenly highlighted the two words: "Yes."
Song Qingyu's eyes couldn't help but bend: "Then I'll change my clothes and get my schoolbag!"
"See you at the school gate, wait five minutes for you at most." Mo Beiyan didn't mean to wait for her, but turned and walked towards the school gate.
Song Qing: "..."
Damn it, it will probably take more than ten minutes to go to the locker room from here to get dressed, and then to the school gate!
She didn't even think about it, and ran away.
"Although she is fat, she is flexible!" Lu Nianzhen marveled at Song Qingyu's speed.
Mo Beiyan took a look and then retracted his gaze, and gave a positive evaluation: "Her training is useful."
"Excuse me, it shouldn't have elapsed in five minutes, right?"
Song Qingyu was panting all the way, and opened Mo Beiyan's car door. Lu Nianzhen sat in the passenger seat, so she could only sit in the back seat.
Mo Beiyan didn't say a word, and started the car and drove into the traffic.
Lu Nianzhen thought that one was his uncle and the other was his friend. He was not so cold, so he said, "No. But Bai Qingyu, I found that you are running faster than before."
"It must be." Song Qingyu was not humble, but gave himself a compliment very readily: "I exercise for four or five hours a day. If I don't make any progress, I can commit suicide by amputating my stomach."
Unexpectedly, Mo Beiyan suddenly said, "Why should I have known today?"
These words are thoughtless, but the teenagers and girls present are smart people, so it's not difficult to understand what he meant. This is saying that if Bai Qingyu controls his appetite early, he will be able to manage his body well, so why bother to suffer now
Song Qingyu's lips twitched slightly, not feeling embarrassed at all, and said frankly: "I don't know what happened back then, I only know that I was born again!"