An Xumo hasn't eaten in a long time.
Adolescent boys always have a good appetite. Half-size guys eat poor and old. They are exactly when they draw a bar. But An Xumo's hunger began at the age of seven. Ten years later, his habits have not changed.
It turned out that at Zhou's family, it was okay to say that although no one was waiting to see him, there was no shortage of food in the kitchen. An Xu Mo did not dine with the couple Zhou Yunlin, and he ate by himself, no matter how much he ate. The school also collects meals uniformly. Even if you are not full, you can go to the kitchen when you come back at night.
But when the trainees are different, each meal is fixed-point and fixed-quantity, and they are all low-calorie items, and conjoined energy drinks have to be purchased separately. An Xumo was very hungry. Everyone else thought he was discarded as a bitter gourd drink. He didn't have any leftovers every time. If he felt that the chicken breast was not delicious, he would eat it with carrots on the plate. But these were not enough. He was hungry anymore. Can only go to convenience stores to buy cheap bread buns.
An Xumo also ate compressed biscuits for a while, the cheapest original. He couldn't care about the taste, he just wanted to be full, and after a long time he drank and became angry, he changed to another option.
The closest meal was at the chaotic birthday party. An Xumo was not very sensitive to the sight of the people around him, but Zhou Jinshen was present at the time. He was also impatiently stared at by the other party. After watching it, he left the game hurriedly in advance, and An Xumo failed to eat much in the end.
But for An Xumo, the hunger that follows the shadow is something he has long been used to. He has many ways to restrain his hunger, bit his tongue, increase training to divert his attention, and quietly look at Zhou Jinshen's photos while eating.
Now Zhou Jinshen's real person is sitting opposite him. An Xumo hasn't eaten yet, he feels that his empty stomach has been well caressed | comforted.
An Xumo followed the lead waiter to the dining area. This cafeteria is luxuriously decorated, and it also covers the two-story venue. The barbecue on the second floor can be ordered for delivery, An Xumo first strolled on the first floor. The restaurant area is divided into four or five rows of long dining tables such as Japanese, French, and Chinese, and the cooking area is rich in dishes. An Xumo took it as he walked, and quickly filled the entire dining car.
The waiter helped push the dining car to the single room, and the small and delicate plates filled most of the tables. Zhou Jinshen didn't show up easily, so An Xumo chose two people to come back, but judging from the current weight, it is estimated that there are still two people left.
After the waiter left, the two began to eat quietly. Zhou Jinshen originally planned to wait to finish the meal before telling the other party to participate in the variety show, but it didn't take long for him to frown.
Zhou Jinshen didn't eat slowly. He was regarded as having a normal meal. Because of his fitness routine, he did not deliberately go on a diet. But when he was half full, An Xumo, who seemed to have thin arms and legs, had eaten twice what he had eaten, and his eating speed had not slowed down.
Not to mention the Arctic shellfish, spicy crabs and other seafood, he just ate a bowl of sour soup and fat beef. I ate two servings of fried milk and sweet and sour steak, and if Zhou Jin was right, An Xumo had just solved three pizzas with double cheese.
Even ordinary people who do n’t work with photogenics rarely eat this way. Where is he trying to stay in shape, he just wants to eat himself into a ball.
Zhou Jinshen asked: "The company's working meal is not delicious?"
An Xumo, who was seriously eating crab meal, looked up: "A working meal? I think it's pretty good."
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