smell you

Every fat person is a potential stock, provided that the fat person can lose weight.

It is not so easy to lose weight, because fat loves you more than you imagine, and is more attached to you, vowing to die and never separate T0T~.

"Actually, losing weight is really not difficult. If you join our Yunyun Fitness Club, you will find that in just three months, you will be completely reborn. What is your last name?" The owner of the gym spattered. It can be seen that the fat man in front of him is a big customer.

"My surname is Li." Li Zhexi looked at the slightly old fitness club.

In fact, there is also a high-end professional fitness club in this area. Because of the high annual fee, the consumers are also locked in the residents of nearby high-end residential areas.

To be honest, the air here feels sticky and a bit stuffy...

The owner of the fitness club said in a very professional tone: "Your leg is broken, and you need a professional fitness trainer to guide you in joint training and other parts of the body. Here we-"

"How much is the annual card?"

"Annual card, oh oh, the annual card is [-] yuan, it's a good deal to buy now, and you can get two months for free." The owner of the fitness club noticed that the fat man didn't seem to be paying attention at all, and kept his eyes on the door.

When he saw it, it turned out that the old member Xiao Song had come.

Xiao Song is passing the membership card at the front desk to get the cabinet door key. From this position, the waist, back, legs... the chest and down are all legs.

"Did you see that this is an old member of our clubhouse. He has been insisting on exercising in our clubhouse. Look at his figure, how tall and elegant, he really looks thin when he is dressed, and he has flesh when he takes off his clothes—"

"It's very good. Is he a private teacher?"

The owner of the fitness club said with a smile: "He is not a coach, but a customer here. If you want to hire a personal trainer, we have more professional fitness trainers."

"You ask him if he pays 500 yuan for a class, whether to teach or not."

"..." The boss said straightforwardly, "Okay, let me ask you a question, but I must remind you beforehand that he is really unprofessional. That year..."

"Swipe your card."

The owner of the fitness club asked the employees to arrange for Li Zhexi to fill out the form, sign the contract, and go through the membership procedures.

"Actually, here, as long as you purchase 120 hours of private training lessons, you can become our lifetime member for free."

He felt that although Li Zhexi bought an annual card, this person's purchasing power can still improve this month's performance. Just imagine that people who can afford professional private nurses these days should have good financial capabilities.

The owner of the fitness club found that the guest was distracted again, and the other party's eyes followed Xiao Song into the fitness place.

Boss Renjing immediately changed his words: "I'll take you inside to have a look, and I'll give you a detailed introduction to our Yundong Clubhouse and several very professional fitness trainers."

Song Zeyou changed into his sportswear in a depressed mood, and straightened his clothes in front of the half-length mirror in the dressing room.

He doesn't want to go out and exercise at all now, he wants to leave.

It turned out that all of this was not his own guesswork out of thin air, people's sixth sense is really strong, and it is terrifyingly accurate.

Sure enough, so many weird things were done by this fat man.

Well, before it was intimidation, then it was lure, and now it appeared majestically in the places he frequented.

What trick did this fat man come up with?

No matter what tricks this fat man plays, he can't make him submit.

Song Zeyou's skin is very fair. If you wear a vest-shaped sportswear that exposes a lot of flesh, you will feel dazzling and have a pornographic feeling, so the clothes he chooses are dark and shoulder-wrapped.

It's a pity that he is poor, otherwise he would go on a trip, go to the beach and get a tan, it would be very popular.

When he came out of the locker room, a group of male members in the equipment area greeted him one after another. After a long time, everyone became friends and often exchanged fitness experiences with each other.

"A friend, I haven't seen you here for a while, are you busy with dating? Hahaha." An older male guest said as soon as he came over.

Song Zeyou smiled shyly, "No way, single dogs stay at home and play games."

"Now that the Internet is so developed, you can even find a wife while playing games."

"Yeah yeah."

After exchanging some pleasantries, Song Zeyou turned on a treadmill and walked for 10 minutes to warm up.

Outside the brown glass window, the sky gradually darkened, and the lights of Wanjia were gradually lit up like vast stars.

He stared at a certain point outside the window, his thoughts gradually diverging.

Keep your mind still, detach yourself from external objects, and pursue inner peace and tranquility. This is the most important lesson in health and fitness.

Exercising with endless troubles and pains, it is only my own body that is tortured.

Song Zeyou's nervous heart gradually calmed down, and his stiff limbs became stretched and flexible on the treadmill.

"Xiao Song, is it really you? What a coincidence." A deep and unfamiliar male voice came from beside him.

Song Zeyou subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw the fat man sitting in a wheelchair smiling at him.

He froze for a moment, his heart almost stopped in fright. Fortunately, he was running very slowly, otherwise he would have fallen off.

What a fart, what a big-headed ghost! ! !Burning with anger.

The owner of the fitness club was standing beside Li Zhexi, and said with a startled smile, "So you know each other, I said why do you always look this way."

Li Zhexi said: "Yes, we know each other. It's been a long time, Xiao Song."

Song Zeyou suppressed the anger in his heart, wanting to smile or not, to be honest, he really wanted to walk away.

But in such a public, he couldn't do it.

He glanced at Li Zhexi, then nodded indiscriminately, as a greeting.

The villain who will revenge for his kindness! ! !

Only ghosts care about you, whoever meets you will be unlucky! ! !

Li Zhexi smiled and said, "Boss, please introduce me to the coach here, Xiao Song. Let's talk later."

The personal nurse pushed Li Zhexi's wheelchair to the other side, and the boss excitedly summoned an extremely strong man.

Li Zhexi couldn't help being dumbfounded when he saw the coach's magnificent chest from bottom to top.

Song Zeyou couldn't work out anymore.

While the fat man was surrounded by several personal trainers, he turned off the treadmill and fled without disappointment.

He hurriedly took a shower, changed his clothes, and escaped from the fitness club like flying.

I haven't exercised for more than ten days before, so I finally came here and bumped into a ghost.

If he hadn't just made up his annual card, he really didn't want to come.

It's better to ask the boss if the annual card can be transferred, he wants to change places.

A few minutes later, he returned home.

I just took off my coat and planned to do some stretching exercises at home. At this time, there was an unread new message displayed on my phone's WeChat.

When I opened it, it turned out that there was a new chat record in the Yundong fitness group, and I opened it casually, but it showed that a new person had joined.

When the newcomer [Yun Dan Feng Qing] joined, the group leader and the boss Feng Jianhui took the lead in applauding.

The following immediately lined up to applaud.

All kinds of dazzling and funny animations are bombarded in turn.

[Yundanfengqing] must be the fat man's nickname.

Just those eyes with dim and unclear eyes, and the whole body is almost written with "I am extremely black-bellied", how can I still have the face to claim that the clouds are clear and the wind is clear.

[The cloud is light and the wind is clear]: [This is our first meeting, please take care of me. ]

There are always a few funny Bs in each group, and the number one funny B overlord in the Yundong group, nicknamed [Amused Skills B] has come out quickly.

[Boss Jinqun, please consciously bow to the top of the mountain and get up! ! ! ]

Someone took the lead, and the people below followed suit.

Everyone is ready, it's time to grab red envelopes again.

[I open 8G traffic today, just sit and wait. ]

[It’s so big to play with 8G, if you grab hundreds of millions, you still have to worry about how to spend it. ]

Everyone was sharpening their knives, and they saw that [Yun Dan Feng Qing] would not be able to get on the road.

A few seconds later, a red envelope appeared in the field of vision.

Song Zeyou slammed on the brakes abruptly, he almost ordered the villain's red envelope.

In an instant, all kinds of animated pictures bombarded with tears of joy.

[Boss, you are so handsome, the boss made a fortune! ]

[Lord and rich, let's be friends, shall we? ! ]

[I brushed the record of grabbing red envelopes, God! ! ! ]

……

The whole group was ebullient, and it really complied with the sentence - money must be popular.

Not long after, Feng Jianhui, the owner of the fitness club, suddenly asked to add him as a friend.

Song Zeyou immediately approved the application, followed by Feng Jianhui's private message.

[Xiao Song, you know Li Zhexi, what is his background? ]

Song Zeyou: [We met once, but we are not very familiar with each other, we don’t understand, what’s wrong? ]

Feng Jianhui: [He just sent a red envelope of 1000 yuan. ]

Another terrified look.

Song Zeyou: [...Maybe the hand trembling is wrong? ]

He once wanted to send a ten-yuan red envelope, but ended up sending out 100 yuan. He was so heartbroken that he didn't sleep all night.

Song Zeyou immediately went to the group to order the red envelope sent by [Feng Qing Yun Dan].

He thought that after all this time, the red envelopes must have been snatched up.

As soon as he clicked on it, the system immediately displayed that he had grabbed a 0.01 yuan red envelope.

0.01...

He was completely defeated by this value.

Click on the red envelope to see, the red envelope is set to 68, and only [-] have been received so far.

The most he got was more than 100 yuan, and the lowest was more than four yuan. What the hell is his 0.01! ! !

Bad luck looms.

In a rage, he stopped playing with his mobile phone and went online to play games.

It was found that there was a notification asking for a new friend in the WeChat address book.

Sure enough, [Feng Qing Yun Dan] requested to add you as a friend.

After working on it for a long time, I just wanted to add him on WeChat.

In Lantian Village, the fat man asked him for his address, phone number, WeChat, Alipay...he refused all of them.

Now, Fatty already knows his age, height, weight, education, home address, WeChat ID, places he usually goes in and out of, and he even suspects that Fatty knows the eighteen generations of his family's ancestors.

Lying in a groove.

Song Zeyou decisively clicked on it, and pulled [Feng Qing Yun Dan] into the blacklist.

Done, after finishing all this, he immediately felt refreshed.

Throwing the phone aside, just about to sit down and play online games, the owner of the fitness club made another voice call.

Feng Jianhui: [Xiao Song, have you ever thought about being a private trainer? ]

Private education?Fitness coach?

Song Zeyou couldn't help laughing. He practiced indiscriminately. He went to the gym and spent most of his time running. He didn't do much equipment, and he didn't do much strength training.

He is not professional, who would want to hire an unprofessional personal trainer.

What's more, there are several fitness instructors in the clubhouse.