Chubby's World

  Zhang Jin, this beast, has messed up the young girl's mind, and in Hao Xiuer's heart, there is a contradictory psychology of both hope and fear. With a pat on the butt, he leaves. Very simply, without asking for her phone number or leaving his own business card. If Zhang Jin had already taken advantage of her, this behavior could be called "ruthless".

  After buying a large pile of books, Zhang Jin drove home. Although he had not rolled over a soft girl for a long time and missed that activity in his heart, he was used to going to bars to hunt, rather than doing things that cost money. And if he wanted to go to the bar to hunt, it wasn't the right time. Who has ever seen a white-collar beauty going to a bar in broad daylight to find a one-night stand? One night stand, just the name already explains the timing of this activity, at night. At this time, these beautiful people were still diligently accumulating resentment in their offices, waiting for the evening to vent.

  Fortunately, Zhang Jin now has the "Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill" by his side. The flow of true energy changed its route through Zhang Jin's active adjustment. If he still only had the "Sunflower" on him at that time, and if Zhang Jin continued to abstain from women for over a dozen days like this, then the strong desire might have really burned him out.

  After arriving home, Zhang Jin found that Qi Bing, this studious fat boy, was not, as usual, quietly reading under the tree where he usually stayed. As Zhang Jin carefully drove his beloved car into the garage on the side of the fish pond in the backyard, he began to wonder: "Could it be that Qi Bing's usual diligence is just for show, and now that his mother has assigned me the task of supervising his studies, he thinks he can slack off? So usually when I'm around, he behaves himself, but as soon as I'm not home, he thinks he's the king?" Of course, Zhang Jin couldn't say "when the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king", although it's true that "the world is vast and full of wonders", but it's also impossible for a 190cm-tall, 400kg-heavy monkey to suddenly evolve!

  Qī Bīng wasn't Zhāng Jìng, he didn't have the extraordinary hearing brought by his 10-point insight, nor did he have a spiritual connection with Hei Shuǐjīng's heart, so even when Zhāng Jìng had already entered the first floor's gate, he still hadn't discovered that this brother had returned. Still lying on the sofa in the first floor's hall, hugging his laptop and shouting at the other end of the line with someone else.

  "Heh, even if I couldn't take it anymore, what's the big deal? You've already gone down, tell me how many pounds you've lost now?" Qi Bing said to the camera with a smug face.

  On the laptop screen, there was also a chubby little boy with a round face like a full moon. Like Qi Bing, when he spoke, his cheeks and chin would shake violently, and his whole face would be filled with waves. "Hehe, Qi Chubby, I'm afraid you'll be jealous if I say it. Eleven pounds, now I've lost exactly eleven pounds! At this rate, it won't take long for me to become Xi Menqing reincarnated, and Xili Ge reborn again, haha." This little boy laughed quite proudly.

  "Eleven catties? You've been on it for almost two months and only lost eleven catties, you still have the nerve to brag to your relatives? I just weighed myself, I've already lost twenty-three catties, and I'm about to break through the four hundred catty barrier, hahaha... Don't forget, I've only been on a diet for less than ten days!" Qi Bing responded with an even more arrogant laugh.

  After listening to Qi Bing's words, the fat man who called himself He Ge didn't show any signs of weakness, when suddenly another wide and equally fat face appeared on the screen, squeezing out He Fat's face. "You can brag? With your little bit of bitter experience that you can't even eat, it would be strange if you could lose weight!" For a fatty like Qi Bing, losing 10 or 20 pounds just by looking at him wouldn't make much difference. So this second fat man didn't believe it at all.

  Qī Bīng was even more pleased: "Li Pàngzi, you don't understand anything. This is a master-level traditional Chinese medicine weight loss method, do you know that? Our ancestors passed down this traditional Chinese medicine, it's not like those inhumane foreign methods, no dieting, no exercise, no sleep restrictions, and no pain whatsoever. You guys have to exhaust yourselves like dead dogs, starve like refugees, how can you compare to me, eating big meals every day, sleeping in and waking up naturally, and effortlessly losing weight? Haha, I'm going to make you all jealous to death! I laughed with pride, I laughed with pride... Ah, it hurts."

  Just as Qi Bing was getting smug, Zhang Jin's axe fell on his big head. Qi Bing turned around and only then did he realize that his old brother had returned at some point. So he turned to the two fat faces squeezed together on the screen and said: "Something came up, I'll catch up with you guys later." And with that, he closed the chat software.

  "Brother, how did you come back so quickly? Let me, your younger brother, take a look at what you've bought?" Qi Bing reached out to take the two large bags from Zhang Jin's hands.

  Zhang Jin sat down on the other side of the sofa with a smile, curiously asking: "Who were you just chatting with? They seem to be in the same boat as you. At least that face is already comparable to yours."

  Qī Bīng was untying the package of books while casually answering, "They're Lǐ Gòu Zi and Hé Gòu Zi. We met at the Tianjin Weight Loss Center. Cellmates."

  Zhang Jin laughed and stretched out his hand to poke at the large meat heap around He Bing's waist, looking at his fingers sinking in and then popping back out. "You still call others 'fatty', take a look at yourself, is this fifty steps laughing at a hundred steps or a hundred steps laughing at fifty steps?"

  "It doesn't count, it should be a hundred steps laughing at a hundred steps! These two guys are not as heavy as me, but they're not as tall as me either! Besides, the nickname Li Baozi and He Baozi wasn't given by me. At that time in the weight loss center, there were more than 20 people in our group, and everyone's nickname was Baozi. Our dormitory had eight people, apart from them two and me, there were also Lu Baozi, Bai Baozi, Li Er Baozi..."

  Qī Bīng's words amused Zhāng Jìng, "You guys are really something, this nickname is not only fitting, but also fair for everyone. When you all gather together, it must be quite interesting to call out to each other like that."

  Unexpectedly, the one who responded to Zhang Jin's joke with a bitter face was Qi Bing: "What's so funny about it? It's just self-entertainment. Anyway, when we're outside, others call us that too. Big brother, you've never been this fat before, you don't understand." When saying this, the teenage Qi Bing had a somewhat bitter tone of an adult who had experienced setbacks.

  After some thought, Zhang Jin finally understood the feelings of people like Qi Bing who are obese, disabled and deformed. They live every day under the gaze of others, whether it's ridicule, pity, contempt or indifference, making them feel like they're sitting on pins and needles in every moment among people. So they often try to avoid people's gazes and prefer to be alone. In the long run, these people inevitably develop some inferiority complex and become introverted. It's no wonder that Qi Bing, although he only stayed at the Tianjin Weight Loss Center for a short time, had feelings like old friends with his peers. Because they sympathize with each other, because they feel equal to each other, because they need each other's friendship to warm their increasingly closed-off hearts, and because they need this equal friendship to suppress their growing inferiority complex.

  Zhang Jin, although he had some feelings in his heart, did not express them. Instead, he smiled and patted He Bing's belly, saying: "You can rest assured that as long as you listen to me obediently, I guarantee that these extra pounds will soon leave you. As long as you don't feel sorry for yourself, it'll be fine."

  Qī Bīng, who had just weighed himself, was now fully confident in Zhāng Jìng's weight loss method. Upon hearing Zhāng Jìng's words, he chuckled to himself: "Heh heh, what's there to be reluctant about? Are these white meats waiting to be left behind to make oil for cooking?" As he spoke, he patted his belly with his own fat hands, naturally bringing on another wave of teasing.

  "Brother, why did you buy so many foreign language books and classical poetry? And what's this, 'Ba Duan Jin'? Are you planning to quit being a doctor in the future and become a translator or teacher instead? And on top of that, be both a Chinese teacher and a physical education teacher?" Qi Bing finally shifted his attention away from that "heavy" topic and onto Zhang Jing's new purchases.

  "When I was a teacher, I had no hope. So many people from normal universities couldn't find jobs, and dropping out halfway would be even more hopeless. But translation? That's something worth considering! What? Do you think this job has a bright future too?" Zhang Jin said with a joke.

  Qī Bīng was momentarily unclear about Zhang Jìn's intentions, and thought he really had this plan. He said with some regret: "I heard online that learning minor languages like Spanish and German is quite popular now. But being a doctor isn't bad either? My parents still hope I'll take the medical school entrance exams. They say no matter what time it is, people will always get sick, so doctors will never be out of fashion. Besides, with your weight loss skills, Brother, do you need to learn another language and become a translator? In my opinion, just this one skill is enough for you to live a comfortable life. Do you know how expensive that weight loss center in Jin City is?"

  Qī Bīng paused for a moment, seeing that Zhāng Jìnn didn't intend to guess, and continued: "Four thousand five, it's four thousand five per month. With your skills, Big Brother, you can get eight thousand per month and people will still come. Otherwise, why don't you open a weight loss clinic?" No wonder all the businesspeople on TV are fat, it seems that fat people really do have some business acumen. Even Qī Bīng, this less-than-twenty-year-old fatty, has quite a bit of economic awareness.

  Zhang Jin laughed, "You really think I want to be a translator? Let me tell you, not only do I not want to be a translator, but this doctor doesn't even plan on being one anymore. Don't you think my life is pretty good now? Things like making money and getting rich are just fleeting clouds! If you weren't my little brother, I wouldn't have lifted a finger to help you lose weight."

  Qī Bīng is still young, after all, and at the age most full of vigor. These young people who have not yet entered society, who have not been ground down by the cruel realities of the world, are still holding onto their yearnings for success, their confidence in standing out from the crowd. Each and every one of them thinks they're the next Bill Gates, the next Jobs, and they can't even begin to understand Zhang Jin's ideas that have been worn smooth as glass, let alone look down on them with disdain.

  "Big brother, I'm going to say something and you can't get angry. Isn't this... too lacking in ambition?! Didn't they say that thirty is the best age for starting a business? Don't you have any ideas?! It's simply premature aging!" Qi Bing, this young radical, had an expression of discontent.

  Zhang Jin suddenly lost his smile, "Stinky little boy, you're even teaching your brother now. Everyone has their own way of living, I just think this is comfortable, and it's against the law? You struggle, big brother supports. Big brother is carefree, don't talk too much." As he spoke, Zhang Jin punched a fist on He Bing's full chest again, got up and left. Dinner time was approaching, and as the family's househusband, he should put on an apron and go to the kitchen.

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