"It's the last group. Work harder. It will take one minute. We will be done with our task this morning. Keep your feet parallel and don't turn outwards. Come on, the timer will start."

The feet were parallel to the horse stance, and the buttocks were lowered. The two battle ropes were pulled straight. The physical fitness expert gently pushed Lu Ze's waist with both hands to adjust the maximum force angle of the core strength. Then, the two feet were as thick as the wrists, and a single weight was lifted.

The thick rope weighing 40 kilograms was like fried dough sticks about to be fried in a pan. It swayed very rhythmically and hit the plastic floor with loud noises.

With the movement of the rope, Lu Ze's face gradually turned from white to red. Even though his breathing was still regular, it was inevitable that it would become heavier. He let out a breath that was not loud and could not be heard. The beads of sweat fell to the ground and smashed out like a flower.

Flowers that are as beautiful as ice flowers, but disappear quickly.

"Come on, there are still twenty seconds left, hold on, man."

Unfortunately, the physical trainer is not a priest, and simple encouragement cannot add a layer of BUFF to Lu Ze. In the end, Lu Ze still did not complete the last group, which had been halved in time. He knelt on the ground, buried his head in his arms and gasped for air.

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"It's already good. Wipe your sweat and get up and walk around."

"No, give me the bucket, quickly."

The bucket and mineral water were quickly put in place. Lu Ze was still kneeling and burying his head in the bucket. Is the physical trainer surprised? He turned around and stood silently in the corner. Hearing the sound of Lu Ze vomiting? Until the mineral water gargled in his mouth was spat out.

Bucket, he turned around and slowly helped Lu Ze up. He arranged for him to lie on the massage table and gave Lu Ze a fascial shot on both arms.

"This is a good thing. It seems that tomorrow's training can be more intense."

"Come on, let me take it easy for a few days? My legs were so heavy last night? I can't even press the accelerator when driving? I have to crawl home? I'm not interested in car accidents."

The human body is very interesting. Every time you exercise to the point of vomiting, you can withstand this amount of exercise again. This is a good sign and proof that your body has become stronger. But Lu Ze doesn’t think so. After all, this person

The physical trainer of the Liverpool first team is really very professional. The amount of exercise prescribed for each exercise is just enough for Lu Ze to get the vomit stuck in his throat. Will he vomit or not? It just depends on how he slept last night and what he ate this morning.

This feeling... is more torturous than Lu Ze imagined? The pain even exceeds the weight gain experience while filming "The King of Fighters". On the one hand, the body's recovery ability is indeed declining, and it is not as strong as it was in the twenties? Every day

When I wake up, I feel like I have lost control of my limbs, and I feel so sore that I can’t use my strength.

Secondly, because the goal this time is to lose weight, and because his body fat is not high, the only way is to lose muscle as well. This means that Lu Ze cannot exercise and can only rely on a large amount of effective exercise.

Oxygen weight loss will undoubtedly lead to a lot less fun and will not produce a sense of happiness.

The fun in eating has also been reduced a lot. Unlike building muscle, you can also eat high-calorie foods. Now it's better. All three meals are green. It's hard to see anything fishy. It makes a squeaky sound when chewed. Although the combination is reasonable,

It can completely satisfy the supplement of trace elements, but who is willing to eat this stuff?

What’s even more frightening is that doing only aerobic exercise for a long time will reduce metabolism. After all, it will consume muscles, and muscles are the main force of metabolism. This will cause Lu Ze’s metabolism to become lower and lower, making it harder and harder to lose weight.

, can only continue to increase the amount of exercise, causing a vicious cycle.

There is no solution. After all, this is not a healthy weight loss, but a vicious weight loss that will put a load on the body. Unless it is stopped, it will only continue to worsen. The responsibility of the physical fitness and nutritionists is just to try to ensure that Lu Ze

health, that's all.

"Okay Mr. Lu, you probably consumed between 900 and 1,000 calories at noon today. You can eat more beef and less carbohydrates at noon. Just don't overeat. See you in the evening."

He had no energy left to say goodbye to the physical trainer. He was like an old man on the verge of death. He waved feebly to the physical trainer, closed his eyes and rested. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly got up and pushed open the aerobic exercise room. In an instant,

, the sound of love between a hot-blooded man and iron spread in the air.

He staggered towards the equipment area, sat on the unoccupied sit-ups, looked at Kesha who was surrounded by people, and inadvertently showed envy.

Ever since the members of this gym knew that a hunk with an arm size of 62 cm came here to start training, a large number of bodybuilding enthusiasts came over every day to worship the big man and watch the two-meter-tall monster doing exercises that they dare not touch.

weight, and made a sigh that was not something a normal man would say.

At this time, Kesha had also come to the end of his training and was using small dumbbells to squeeze out the last bit of physical energy from his body. Seeing Lu Ze watching from the side, he packed up his things, said goodbye to the fans, and accompanied Lu Ze back to the locker room.

After briefly freshening up, they left the gym, with Kesha driving the car. The two returned to the company. As soon as they entered the compound, they saw Mickey holding a flashlight and leaning on the engine of a 1959 Cadillac DeVey rocket tail.

Knowing what he was doing, he heard the sound of the car, raised his face that was dark and full of oil, and closed the hood hard.

This very classic classic car was a collection in the prop warehouse. However, when Mickey acquired the company, he found that the car's engine had long since disappeared, and the chassis and doors were also rusted through, so it was simply thrown into the warehouse to gather dust.

, it wasn’t until he sold ONE-77 that he started thinking about this car. After two weeks of repairs, it finally passed the emission test and was allowed to go on the road legally. However, except for the car shell, nothing was new.

of.

"What's wrong?"

"There are no other problems. It's just that the gearbox vibrates violently when shifting gears. Forget it, I can't figure it out. I'll drive to the garage in the evening and ask someone to look at it for me."

The flashlight was put in his pocket, and the textile gloves full of motor oil were balled up by Mickey. He picked his nostrils and said nothing for a long time. He waited until he sneezed and sat on the hood of the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth and dusting off his jeans.

, said to Lu Ze with a smile.

"You can leave your car for a while and let Kesha take you home. I'm going to pick up Fanny in the afternoon. She may come to stay with me for a few days."

Picking up her daughter from school is a very new thing for Mickey. It's not that Mickey doesn't want to pick it up, it's just that as Fanny's guardian, Elizabeth never lets Mickey disturb their happy life at any time other than visiting days and filming.

A family of three, oh no, I should say four now, Elizabeth is due at the end of this year.

As a father who always orders children's meals when eating fast food just to get a limited edition doll for his daughter, Mickey would be lying if he said he didn't miss Fanny. Therefore, when Mickey said he was going to pick up his daughter from school, Lu Ze acted as

My friends couldn't help but get excited.

"That's a good thing. It's your first time to pick up Fanny from school, right?"

"Um……"

Lu Ze has never seen Mickey's nervous and excited expression. He is born with a big heart. Even when he is standing on the podium, he still has a playful smile. From the perspective of Mickey's best friend, he is dissatisfied with Elizabeth, even though on the surface he is

Never showed it.

She had always thought that Mickey was mentally ill. She was afraid of hereditary problems and that the long-term relationship between father and daughter would make Fanny go crazy. This reason sounded ridiculous, but it was hard to laugh when it actually happened to Mickey. Therefore, Lu Ze instead

She became curious as to why Elizabeth allowed father and daughter to get along.

"Kane cheated on his wife with a married woman. Her husband caught her and was almost beaten to death. The two of them are arguing for a divorce."

Lu Ze didn't want to ask the reason at first, but he couldn't stop Mickey from talking about it himself, and his facial expression was extremely exaggerated, winking like a mouse who had just stolen sesame oil. This gloating even spread to Lu Ze and Kesha, and Lu Ze also

While trying his best to control his expression, Kesha laughed and patted his belly.

No one in Lu Ze's group likes Elizabeth's husband. That white son-of-a-bitch is just pretending to have a title in name only. His greasy "aristocratic" aura and arrogance can make people pick him apart.

There are thousands of reasons to hate him, he is unlucky and everyone is happy.

"Oh, women, their gambling addiction is much greater than that of men. They always place too much hope on relationships that are unlikely to come true. Even if they have predicted that the ending may not be happy, they still dare to take a gamble. This time

It’s as she wished.”

He put out the cigarette butt and looked neither sad nor happy. Maybe he really didn't care about what happened to his daughter's biological mother. He lay on the windshield of the classic car and crossed his legs. The weather in Liverpool is particularly good today, the sun is warm.

He looked at the clear blue sky and asked Lu Ze and Kesha.

"Where should I take Fanny to play in the evening? The playground? The racetrack? Or a three-star restaurant?"

"Have you seen the newly released "The Decameron" in the cinema? If not, you can take Jenny to see it. I went to see it yesterday and the filming was really good."

Lu Ze occasionally likes to give his friends some goodies. Although it always feels a bit awkward for father and daughter to watch art movies together, as a child actor who debuted in movies, he does not doubt Fanny's ability to understand movies, so after thinking about it for a while, he still

I chose to make a recommendation to Mickey, but I didn't expect that as soon as Lu Ze said these words, Mickey jumped up.

"Did you go to see it? Damn it! Didn't I send a group message to tell you not to go see this movie? Even if I take money to wipe my ass, I won't go to the cinema and contribute a penny to the box office."

"I have blocked the group a long time ago. Who allowed you and Kesha to post pornographic pictures in the group all day long?"

"No, it's all from Mickey. I...I just saved it."

Kesha interrupted, obviously against his will, and subconsciously touched his nose, but this was not the time to pursue the matter. Lu Ze couldn't help but be curious, wondering why Mickey, who was in a good mood, was sensitive, and mentioned "

"The Decameron" suddenly became furious.

"What? You have a grudge against the director of "The Decameron"?"

"Ha... you have a grudge? No, I just regret it."

"What do you regret?"

"When we were fighting with him, why didn't you put an electric drill to his butt and drill out more of his anus?"
Chapter completed!