After the New Year, Qin Guanglin threw himself back into the gym.
He definitely would not have gone, but he had gained a few pounds over the holidays and it had started to affect his pile driving, which was unbearable, even as a sign of happiness. It had to go.
The coach was the same as before, yet he didn't recognize his old student until they exchanged WeChats, at which point he exclaimed in surprise.
"Is it possible for me to slim down to 130?"
Touching the flesh on his belly, Qin Guanglin felt a bit melancholy, Teacher He hadn't cried for a long time now.
Time spares no one.
"Pretty tough, I think at most 150 or 160—just theoretically, that is. Most people can't stick it out." The coach secretly wiped away some sweat.
"...Alright then, let's start, don't be gentle on me."
For the sake of his happiness, Fatty Qin started to huff and puff with effort, always weighing himself with the scale as soon as he got home.
