Chapter 116 Atypical Fitness
When "Reverse Supermodel" was officially announced, the first episode of "Spring, Summer, Fall and Winter" was broadcast.
The two programs seemed to be competing with each other. They each bought hot searches and water army publicity, and both made official announcements on time at noon.
Since dating variety shows have the support of celebrities, they are naturally more popular.
However, the supermodel competition was just as popular. In addition to the familiar Jiang Luo and supermodel JL, as soon as Bai Shengyun's PR photo came out, netizens were asking "Who is this little brother?!"
In the afternoon, netizens only found out Bai Shengyun's age and education background, and knew nothing about his family background. They just thought that this handsome guy was extremely handsome.
By the evening, several models came forward and accused Bai Shengyun of workplace bullying and hurting them with insulting words during the photo shoot.
The public opinion on the Internet intensified, true and false rumors mixed together, and soon someone ran to the official blog to post [#白笙云退反超模型]
Luo Qinglin originally thought that Bai Shengyun would be sad because of the slanderous online comments, but he was not afraid at all and directly posted a Weibo post [Bai Shengyun: Don’t blame the uneven road for people’s bad behavior [middle finger.jpg]] to attack people.
How could netizens tolerate such an "uncultured" person to be on the show? They immediately flocked to Bai Shengyun's Weibo to curse him. As a result, Bai Shengyun was not at all scared and cursed back one by one, engaging in a debate with the crowd.
"Brother Qinglin, are we joining the group the day after tomorrow?" Gu Nan'an asked after packing up his equipment and putting on his backpack.
Luo Qinglin had been ill for a week and has just recovered from his minor illness, but his face is still a little pale. Halfway through the filming, he often ran out of energy and had to stop to rest.
"Yes, have you packed your luggage?" Luo Qinglin asked after putting away his phone.
"It's packed..." Gu Nan'an hesitated to speak, obviously wanting to ask something but not daring to say it.
"What's wrong?" Luo Qinglin asked.
"Hey, Brother Qinglin, do you know Mr. Bai Shengyun from the other team?" Gu Nanan looked unnatural and avoided looking.
Gu Nanan asked Bai Shengyun what he was doing?
Recalling the time when Gu Nanan flirted with him on Qianyu Island, Luo Qinglin wondered if Gu Nanan was trying to flirt with Bai Shengyun?
If Gu Nanan dared to hook up with Bai Shengyun, he would definitely be called a sissy.
However, facing the open lifestyle of young people, Luo Qinglin didn't know what to say, and only hinted: "Well... Bai Shengyun is a straight man, a very straight one."
Gu Nan'an was stunned for a moment, then shook his head awkwardly, waved his hands hurriedly, and denied: "Brother Qinglin, I didn't mean that!"
"Then why are you asking him?" Luo Qinglin asked puzzledly.
"When you went to the hospital last time, it was Mr. Bai who took over for you," Gu Nan'an said with lingering fear, "My skills were too poor, and Mr. Bai scolded me all day long. He said he would ban me and never allow me to appear in front of him again."
At this point, Gu Nan'an curled his lips and asked with a bitter face:
"Brother Qinglin, can you help me beg for mercy in front of Bai Shengyun? After returning to Beijing from Qianyu Island, I couldn't get any modeling work anymore, and my wallet was empty."
"Bai Shengyun is just talking, he won't really ban you. He doesn't even remember you," Luo Qinglin said bluntly, "You can't get modeling work just because you're not good enough."
Luo Qinglin could imagine that Gu Nanan must have been blacklisted by the agency after being complained by a customer.
Hearing that Bai Shengyun didn't ban him, Gu Nan'an breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled, "That's good! I was afraid that after I joined the group, Mr. Bai would get angry and ask me to get out. Now that you say that, I feel relieved!"
The big stone in his heart was put down, and Gu Nan'an changed his timid look. He was heartless and opened his arms to hug Luo Qinglin again.
"Gu Nan'an, please be careful."
Shen Yin was originally watching the film in front of the computer, but at some point he suddenly jumped in between the two of them and pushed Gu Nanan's hand away.
Compared to Bai Shengyun, Gu Nanan was more afraid of Shen Yin. After all, Bai Shengyun's anger was outward and would disappear as soon as it was over, whereas Shen Yin looked sinister, like the kind of person who would take revenge behind people's backs.
After being hit on the hand, Gu Nanan did not dare to resist. He quickly waved goodbye to Luo Qinglin and ran out of the door in shame.
"Brother Qinglin, are you feeling better?" When looking at Luo Qinglin, there was clearly a soft light in Shen Yin's eyes behind the glasses.
"Much better." Luo Qinglin said with a faint smile.
Shen Yin nodded, walked to his workstation, and pulled out a soup can from his bag.
The soup can looks like a traditional ceramic can that cannot be sealed, but in fact, there are four small clips on the top of the can to prevent the soup from leaking.
"This is the Ophiopogon japonicus and Adenophora ginseng soup I made this morning. Take it back and drink it." Shen Yin handed the soup pot to Luo Qinglin.
"This...are you going to give it to me?" This was the first time that Luo Qinglin received a gift of consolation from a colleague, and he didn't know whether to accept it or not.
The light in Shen Yin's eyes dimmed for a moment. He raised his glasses to hide the aggression in his eyes, smiled and said, "Brother Jiang used to like to drink Ophiopogon japonicus and Adenophora ginseng soup when he had a fever. You can take it back and drink it with him."
"Okay," Luo Qinglin accepted it and said, "Thank you," after hearing that it was something the vixen liked to drink.
Shen Yin's jawbone bulged slightly for a moment, he loosened his hand, handed the soup pot to Luo Qinglin, and asked tentatively: "Brother Qinglin, why do you have a fever? Is it just because of the cold?"
"Well, it was raining on the day I met your mother and I caught a cold. It's also my fault that I don't exercise regularly and my immunity is too poor. I just had a sore throat and had a fever for a week." Luo Qinglin smiled embarrassedly.
"That's good," Shen Yin paused and added, "Fortunately it's not due to bacterial or viral infection."
"Don't worry, thank you." Luo Qinglin put away the soup pot and said thank you again.
"Brother Qinglin, do you lack exercise in your daily life?" Shen Yin asked again.
It's not that he lacks exercise, he even feels tired when walking up the stairs.
"Yes, I plan to start working out from today, at least to increase my muscle mass and immunity, so that I don't get sick again." Luo Qinglin replied.
"Then..." Shen Yin suddenly put his elbow on Luo Qinglin's shoulder and asked with a smile, "After joining the group, are you willing to get up early and run with me? I also lack exercise."
Shen Yin came close, and Luo Qinglin could see the dust on his long eyelashes by just slightly tilting his eyes.
A strange feeling came to him. Luo Qinglin took a step back calmly, dodged Shen Yin's hand and said, "Let's talk about it later. I'm leaving first. Xiao Yin, you come to lock the door today. Goodbye."
After saying that, Luo Qinglin picked up his bag and hurried out of the studio.
Jiang Yanyu's car was parked downstairs. This time he didn't drive the Senna, but his usual mediocre electric SUV.
When the vixen came to pick him up, she would always be dressed brightly and beautifully, wearing a windbreaker and sunglasses and leaning against the car door, as if she was filming a commercial.
Luo Qinglin hurried out of the door and ran towards Jiang Yanyu, as eager as a little bird returning to its nest.
Jiang Yanyu's heart softened and he smiled. He stretched out his arms to catch the man, hugged him tightly, and naturally pecked him lightly on the lips.
"Why are you running?" Jiang Yanyu asked with a chuckle.
"It's nothing. Let's go home quickly. Didn't we agree to start exercising from today?" Luo Qinglin said.
"Be careful about muscle soreness tomorrow."
Jiang Yanyu kissed the hair by Luo Qinglin's ear again, and when he looked up, he found Shen Yin standing by the window on the second floor, staring at him intently.
After being discovered by Jiang Yanyu, Shen Yin raised his hand, met his gaze, and waved to him with a smile.
"Shen Yin hasn't left yet?" Jiang Yanyu raised his chin towards Shen Yin in response, then opened the car door, let Luo Qinglin get in, took his backpack, and fastened his seat belt.
"By the way, Xiao Yin made some soup and asked me to bring it back to drink with you," Luo Qinglin reminded, "The soup is in the bag, be careful not to spill it."
"He can also make soup? What kind of soup?" Jiang Yanyu put the bag on the back seat and fastened the seat belt to prevent it from rolling.
"It seems to be Ophiopogon japonicus and Adenophora ginseng soup. Did you drink it often before?" Luo Qinglin said uncertainly.
Hearing this, Jiang Yanyu frowned, as if thinking of painful memories, stepped on the accelerator, shook his head and refused, "You drink it yourself, I don't want to drink it."
The car shuttled through the beautiful flowers and finally drove out of the studio's door.
Shen Yin was still standing by the second-floor window of the villa. Even though the car had already driven away, Shen Yin was still staring at the direction where the car disappeared, motionless.
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The first day’s fitness plan starts as soon as you get home.
Luo Qinglin only ate a pack of energy bars to replenish his energy, and was dragged to the gym by Jiang Yanyu to exercise.
"What should I do?" Luo Qinglin asked awkwardly after changing into sportswear.
"First, go jog for ten minutes to warm up." Jiang Yanyu said, pointing to the new treadmill that had been installed a few days ago.
Luo Qinglin walked onto the treadmill, adjusted the speed to a speed slightly faster than walking, and started "jogging".
Jiang Yanyu originally thought that it was impossible to run at this speed, but he didn’t expect that Luo Qinglin could really “run” at the speed of the tracks.
But this running was like the slow motion in the movies. The whole person was like an old machine. Jiang Yanyu seemed to be able to hear the sound of his bones creaking.
"At this speed, don't you feel uncoordinated?" Jiang Yanyu asked suspiciously.
Luo Qinglin shook his head and replied: "The speed is just right, I usually run like this."
Jiang Yanyu originally thought that Luo Qinglin would not get tired if he continued running at this slow pace. However, after running for five or six minutes, Luo Qinglin was already gasping for breath.
Luo Qinglin didn't say he wanted to rest, and he was still gritting his teeth to persevere, but Jiang Yanyu felt terrified when he heard the exaggerated breathing and quickly pressed the stop button.
The tracks stopped running, and Luo Qinglin looked at Jiang Yanyu in confusion, "Ha...ha...what happened?"
"Come down, you take a rest first," Jiang Yanyu frowned and pulled the man to the ground, "I'm afraid you'll die running up there."
Luo Qinglin hadn't expected him to be so weak that he couldn't breathe after running for a few minutes. He scratched his hair awkwardly and said, "Take it slow, step by step."
"Your body functions are too poor," Jiang Yanyu sighed, "Come here and stretch."
"How...how to do it?" Luo Qinglin asked hesitantly.
"Don't you have physical education classes?" Jiang Yanyu asked in disbelief.
"I, I usually read books. I was in a health care class in college, so I got distracted and fooled around..." Luo Qinglin spoke in a lower and lower voice, feeling embarrassed.
Jiang Yanyu was speechless for a moment, then he bent down, placed his palms on the yoga mat, and demonstrated: "Like this, touch the ground with your palms. If you can't touch it, try to touch it with your fingertips."
Luo Qinglin exhaled, imitated Jiang Yanyu's movements, bent forward, and tried to touch the ground with his hands.
As a result, when his fingertips were still 20 centimeters from the ground, Luo Qinglin's back was pulled so hard that he felt so much pain that his fingers could not go down.
"Is this the limit?" Jiang Yanyu squatted down and looked at Luo Qinglin's red face in shock.
Luo Qinglin didn't answer. He bit his lower lip and stretched it downwards with all his strength.
"hiss......"
The muscles and bones on his back were pulled so hard that Luo Qinglin lost his balance and leaned forward, almost hitting his head on the ground.
Fortunately, Jiang Yanyu was quick and grabbed Luo Qinglin's arm in time, pulling him over and holding him in his arms.
Luo Qinglin must have felt too embarrassed, so he hid his face in Jiang Yanyu's arms and said nothing.
"Luo Qinglin, are you an old man?" Jiang Yanyu said with a low laugh, "How can you fall down even when stretching?"
"My limbs are not coordinated." Luo Qinglin muttered softly.
"Lack of coordination? That won't do," Jiang Yanyu's tone became frivolous, "If it's too stiff, what will happen in the future?"
The vixen is talking nonsense again.
"Can't you be more serious?" Luo Qinglin complained, "Let me get up quickly. I clearly said I would work out well today."
Jiang Yanyu stopped teasing Luo Qinglin, let go of his hand, and asked him to stand up, but he himself still sat on the yoga mat and didn't get up.
"Why are you still sitting here?" Luo Qinglin asked puzzledly.
Jiang Yanyu smiled frivolously, patted her thighs, and said frivolously: "Be good, come and sit down."
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