If this amount of exercise is not enough, Li Xiaomeng is estimated to be fat all his life.
"That's all right?" Li Xiaomeng stared at her and couldn't believe it, "During the summer vacation, my aunt sent me a treadmill from Hong Kong. I ran ten kilometers at home every day and had to go on a diet. I only lost five kilograms a month, so I gave up. The diet was too painful. I could only eat chicken breast cooked in white water. It was so terrible that I dreamed of eating at night. I really couldn't stand it, so I gave up. What I lost not only bounced back, but also gained three kilograms····· ·So sad... "
"Yes, of course." Fu Yingying nodded and could develop a customer today, "but it's almost OK to cooperate with the flower tea I made for you."
Li Xiaomeng listened and his eyes were burning. "How much is the flower tea you prepared? Before, you boiled the scald cream for my father very well. All the scars on my father's arm fell off, leaving no ugly burns."
"It's not expensive, it's not expensive. It's 1000 yuan to keep you thin to 110 Jin. This is the friendship price, and it's a specially customized weight loss package for you. If it's someone else, I'll raise the price." Fu Yingying answered confidently, why is it a little fat? It comes from Fu Yingying's aesthetics. She thinks that the white fat girl is very beautiful, very soft and cute. With Li Xiaomeng's soft milk sound, she is particularly cute.
It's only 1000 yuan. Not much. Her own pocket money is enough.
"Well, I'll give you the money tomorrow and you can adjust it for me." Li Xiaomeng said eagerly. She can't wait. Who wants to be fat if she can become a little beauty?
Fu Yingying waved his hand, "when school is over this Friday, I can go out of school and make you weight-loss herbal tea. By the way, you still have to tell your father about this."
After all, it's something imported. It's better to tell chef Li in advance.
Li Xiaomeng was disappointed, but she quickly adjusted. She was glad to meet Fu YingYing and have a new friend. "OK, I'm reading day. Tell me what you need to buy. I'll buy it for you."
"Then I'll thank you first." Fu Yingying nodded and said. He heard that the head teacher in front, Mr. Yang, began to check the class discipline.
The class calmed down. Fu Yingying opened her new book, began to preview, found out the review materials she had bought before, and began to do questions. Originally, Li Xiaomeng wanted to chat, but seeing Fu Yingying so serious, she also began to calm down and read.
When Miss Yang left, the class immediately began to quarrel again.
Li Xiaomeng turned around and said, "Yingying, reading is boring. Let's chat."
Fu Yingying shook his head. "I want to be a doctor in the future. It's not easy to enter a good university, so I'll study hard from now on."
"Well, I won't bother you." although Li Xiaomeng was born in a rich family, she has a good temperament. She is a little girl who is willing to consider others. She doesn't bother Fu Yingying to read books anymore. She also turns books with her.
After class, he asked Fu Yingying what he didn't understand. He learned a lot in one night.
Fu Yingying's class is the second (ninth) class of junior high school. All of them are learning slag. Half of the ten took money to get to Honghai No. 1 middle school. Fu Yingying's grades fell, but they didn't fall to the point of learning slag because she offended Li Yanping, the learning committee member of the class.
The cause is dog blood. Fu YingYing and monitor Chen Ziming are at the same table and often discuss topics together. It is inevitable that they will get closer. Therefore, Li Yanping, a study committee member who secretly loves monitor Chen Ziming, saw it, targeted Fu Yingying many times and laughed at Fu Yingying's poor family.