Memory is a wonderful thing.

Some big things may be forgotten in a blink of an eye, while some insignificant little things can make you remember them all your life. Even if you reach the age of seventy and eighty, even if you reach the age of children and grandchildren, you will still remember them vividly.

The fat man looks slutty and timid, and acts carelessly and doesn't care about anything. But in fact, his heart completely inherits the tradition of their Wang family's carefulness. In other words, his heart is as sensitive and delicate as a real rock artist. He can remember every bit of this life and all the anger and touching. [bsp;     He can remember the scene where he was beaten by a crowd in junior high school, and Liu Liantao and Xu Hao pressed him under him. He can remember Chen Suqing knitted sweaters for him and the calluses on his hands. He can even remember the soft words he said when he fell to the ground when he was young and his mother helped him up. He can't forget the insensitiveness he saw, and the ulterior motives he saw.

There were a lot of things that happened yesterday, and the fat man also remembered a lot. The one he remembered the most was his god-level sand king.

Teleporting the Sand King's God-level ultimate move, Sand King is immortal in 1v5, this is the capital to brag about in the future. Fatty can't forget these things.

Then there is the passionate battle with Dongfang Fortune in the last game. That game carried too many fat people for the first time.

The first time I played a continuous team battle of more than 40 minutes, the first time I played as the number one position, the first time I got the Holy Sword, and the first time I was super god in the official game...

Whether it is a man or a woman, he will never forget his first time easily, and the same is true for fat people.

The fat man remembers every bit of the scene in the game, remembers turning enemies into friends with Oriental Fortune because of a game, and also remembers the extraordinary alcoholism of men like those of Oriental Fortune.

The fat man remembered these things. He just forgot how he lost the first game. Or rather, he didn't take the obsession seriously at all. He just thought it was a harmless joke that others knew by chance. Everyone laughed and forgot.

The fat man forgot one thing. Although they did not have live broadcasts in that game, all the dota professional competitions would be broadcast online. Although there were few people following the C League, China is so big and has so many people, I can always find a few idle people.

The existence of these idle and painful people has made the Oriental Fortune Team famous, the Deep Purple Team famous, Xu Hao, the Fatty, and Chen Suqing has also become famous.

Xiaoxiao found five related posts about the sixth round of the Division C League, Deep Purple vs. Oriental Fortune in various sections of the D Forum.

"Crazy Gank: The First Bald Battle in the Professional League."

"A passionate battle in a century is rare, who says the Division C league has no high standards?"

"The second oil seller after 'God', the ant is still calm and he finishes the blow after being stacked with ten layers of oil."

There is also the most essential post "According to the C-level League, Brother Elephant Bites Sister with Big Belly."

After the fat man clicked on this post, he realized how ecstatic his eyes were, how ambiguous his posture was with Chen Suqing, and how essential the word "bite" was used...

"Who the hell posted the photo?" The fat man was so angry that he shuddered. The live broadcast of the Internet could not broadcast the private room. The picture made by Tian Yiyi was uploaded to the Internet, which was confirmed to be what the audience did.

"Maybe it's the coach of Oriental Fortune. He sees you are too wise and powerful and wants to suppress you!" Xiaoxiao smiled and stirred up the flames.

"It must be so!" The fat man nodded angrily: "That guy looked scathing, he was not a good thing at first glance. He was jealous of me being handsomer, talented than him, and his wife being more beautiful than his wife. He was destroying my reputation."

"That's right, it must be like that. I have his phone number here, call him and scold him!" Xiao Xiao added fuel to the fire and took out his phone. However, Chen Suqing glared at him, Xiao Xiao put the phone back obediently. As Xiao Xiao's first captain and the captain who will retire next season, Chen Suqing's deterrence has been deeply imprinted in Xiao Xiao's mind.

"What are you saying, so happy." Tian Yiyi came to the club ten minutes before going to work as usual.

"Brother Tian, ​​come and read this post." The fat man pulled Tian Yiyi down in front of the computer: "This must be the dog guy from Dongfang Fortune Lao Yan. I was jealous that I am more handsome than him, more talented than him, and my wife is more beautiful than his wife. He is destroying the reputation of Chen Suqing and me, and destroying the reputation of our team."

"You are calling the author of this post a dog thing?" Tian Yiyi's voice was a little gloomy.

The fat man didn't answer, and Xiaoxiao answered first: "Isn't this dog a big fat man who ruined the wise and powerful martial arts? Is it a bad reputation in our club?" Xiaoxiao used a very exciting sentence he just saw to describe his indignation: "As a coach with no conscience and no humanity, he will not die well."

"The coach with no conscience... is not allowed to die a bad death..." Tian Yi sneered at Xiao Xiao twice, making Xiao Xiao's hair stand on its feet.

Tian Yi walked to the treadmill, pressed it a few times, and snorted coldly, "Student Xiao Xiao, because you were drunk last night, to help you speed up your metabolism, to help you lose that burdened weight, and to help you find your state faster, I have prepared new training programs for you."

Tian Yi waved his hands together: "Why are you still standing there? Come here, your new training program is here!"

"Brother..." Xiaoxiao really didn't know where she was wrong.

"It doesn't work if you call me. Come here and return to the team for normal training after this special training." Tian Yiyi said with a stern face.

Xiaoxiao moved over step by step and almost fainted when she saw the quantitative numbers on the treadmill. Twenty kilometers, not to mention that he was a fat man who was not diligent in four bodies and was not diligent in grains, even Liu Liantao, who had the best physical fitness, would be exhausted and exhausted even if he ran twenty kilometers.

"Brother! Master! The fat man is a hundred pounds heavier than me. You can let him lose that burden of weight first. As long as the fat man is in good condition, we will win the game."

"It's his turn when you finish running." Tian Yiyi's big horse golden knife sat next to the treadmill, took out his cell phone, adjusted the stopwatch, and shook it in front of Xiaoxiao and Fatty.

Tian Yiyi and Lao Yan of Dongfang Fortune are neither biological brothers nor friends in times of trouble. There is no need to punish their team members like this for Lao Yan. In this way, the answer is about to come out. This post was not posted by Lao Yan, but someone else, and this person is called Tian Yiyi.

"Brother Tian, ​​do we need this?" The fat man certainly understood that Tian Yiyi's approach was nothing more than using the news hype with some gossip to increase attention for the club.

The fat man doesn't like Tian Yiyi's approach. In his eyes, this approach is completely putting the cart before the horse, or taking an external evil path. As long as he has the strength, he doesn't have to hype at all, plays classic games, and wins the competition championship, he doesn't have to care about this attention at all. If he doesn't have the strength, even if you post a live-action video, others will only treat you as a clown, have watched, laughed, masturbated, and then forget.

Tian Yiyi also understood the fat man's thoughts: "You are too young now and you still can't understand the difficulties of this world. Strength is the right way, but only strength is far from enough. The complementary between good and evil is the king. Besides, although Ma Ge's corporate finance has been alleviated now than three months ago, it is still very difficult to maintain. With more attention from our club, Ma Ge's company can make more profits. I have to do it."

Tian Yiyi had no selfishness, the fat man knew, and Chen Suqing knew. All this was for the club, and for Ma Yijun, who had the kindness of knowing him, if the fat man said anything else, he would be ungrateful.

Xiaoxiao didn't care about these things at all. He just wanted to know if he had to run those twenty kilometers: "Brother Tian, ​​can we..." Xiaoxiao pointed to the treadmill, and the meaning was self-evident.

"You have to run." Tian Yi's words with a stern face almost made Xiaoxiao cry.

Tian Yiyi eased his expression: "But you don't have to run twenty kilometers, divide by ten! I'm also for your own good. These fitness equipment are my request to Brother Ma. The purpose is to be afraid that you will ruin your body on the computer every day. Running and jumping every day will be beneficial to your body and mind. It will reduce two pounds to go home on holiday and make your parents happy. Fatty, are you back to 270?"

It would be fine if Tian Yiyi didn't say it, but the fat man felt so heartbroken and uncomfortable when he said it. The fat man weighed 272 kilograms this morning, which was one kilogram longer than before. At this speed, within ten years, the fat man would become a new generation of roshan devil king.

"Run, I will run every day from now on, and I will urge this little trot!" said the fat man viciously.

"It's over, the good days are over!" Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, only to regret why she didn't drink more pounds yesterday. Drinking herself into the hospital is much better than running every day.

At half past eight, all members of the Deep Purple Team appeared in the club on time.

Tian Yiyi promulgated new training rules: the working hours are changed from 8:30 to 8:00, half an hour in advance, and the distance to run is twenty kilometers.

Tian Yiyi said this and looked at everyone's expressions. Liu Liantao, who had the best physical fitness, changed his face. Liang Liang, who was a pseudo-ota man in college, even refuted: "Brother Tian, ​​we are professional dota players, not professional long-distance runners, right?"

"Divid by ten!" Tian Yiyi said the real distance.

Twenty kilometers divided by ten is two kilometers. This distance is not called distance in the eyes of a stadium like Xu Hao, Liu Liantao, and Fatty. Even a pseudo-otaku like Liang Liang can persist, and the only thing that is under pressure is Xiaoxiao.

Tian Yiyi said this, not only that he wanted to tease this group of people, but also captured people's hearts. If he said he ran two kilometers from the beginning, then these lazy people would definitely bargain. When it comes to twenty kilometers and dividing them by ten, these people would feel that they have taken advantage of it.

"Run away." Xiaoxiao gritted her teeth, stomped her feet, and made a frank heart: "But let's run, Brother Tian, ​​you have to run, and there's also a fat sister-in-law..."

The fat man and Chen Suqing all stared at Xiaoxiao with wolf-like eyes.

"Fat sister-in-law has a fat nephew and she has to run away after she has recuperated her health!" Xiaoxiao immediately changed her words.

"No problem!" At the National University of China, Chen Suqing never regarded morning jogging as a burden. He was not a spoiled person like Xiaoxiao. Although Chen Suqing is now pregnant for more than four months, she still does laundry, cooking, and cleaning at home. If it weren't for the health of the children in her belly, she would have wanted to run for a while now.

"I have no problem. When I was able to catch up with your sister-in-law, I was able to rely on this strong body to practice on the sports field." Tian Yi bulged the muscles on his arms and boasted.

The running begins!

Liu Liantao ran easily in more than four minutes, and after getting off the treadmill, he didn't even breathe.

Xu Hao is a speed winger, nearly 10 seconds faster than Liu Liantao, and this amount of exercise is not enough to make Xu Hao breathe.

The fat man first stepped on the treadmill with one foot, and he was very doubtful whether this thing could withstand his weight.

In fact, anyone can tell the fat man’s little thoughts. He is just lazy and doesn’t want to run.

"You can't even suppress the five you step on. Run away quickly, the people behind you are still waiting!" Tian Yiyi scolded.

Since the fate of running cannot be changed, the fat man can only walk up slowly.

Not to mention, the fat man's running posture is really like a general, neither fast nor slow, neither fast nor slow, and always in a uniform speed. Even the frequency of trembling with a big belly is on a constant beat.

Xu Hao teased the fat man: "You shouldn't have bought any metronome when you practice the piano. Just run two laps to feel the rhythm of your abdomen."

The fat man waved his fist hard at Xu Hao.

What is rhythm? This is rhythm. The movement of waving a fist cannot interfere with the rhythmic trembling of a fat man’s big belly.

In five minutes, the fat man stepped off the treadmill and was like Liu Liantao and Xu Hao. His face was not red, he was not angry, and his expression was as normal.

"Fatty, you're OK, you really don't show your appearance." In the Deep Purple Team, Chen Suqing knew the fat man's physical fitness the most. Liang Liang and Xiaoxiao also saw the fat man galloping on the court. Only Tian Yiyi didn't know that the fat man's physical fitness was hidden in the fat man's obese body.

What the man wants is endurance, seven times a day, one and a half hours at a time. Of course, the man I am talking about is not a fat man named Wang Xian, but two great men. These two great men have their own brilliant lives, and their achievements are far from comparable to the fat man Wang Xian. One of them is Lao Ai and the other is Chun Ge.

After the fat man came down, he pushed Liang Liang onto the treadmill.

It took Liang Liang a full seven minutes to get off the treadmill. Liang Liang sat on the chair, panting, and felt his heart beating violently: "I haven't run for several years and can't adapt to the rhythm."

"It's okay, I'll just run for a week." Tian Yiyi was very open-minded, only the fat man had a pair of poisonous tongues and refused to forgive others.

The fat man walked around Liang Liang in his eight-character steps, and said in an official voice: "Brother Liang, how can you do this? How can you do this? Your physical fitness will ruin Sister Xiaoyan'er's life happiness!"

"Happiness or sexual blessing?" Xiaoxiao asked.

"Happy!" said the fat man seriously.

"I understand, sexual blessings!"

"Get out of here, both of you. It's time for you to get on. Do you need to tell you a joke while you are running?" Liang Liang pushed Xiaoxiao onto the treadmill and said.

"Brother, I was wrong, please spare me!"

"Give you aside?" Liang Liang sneered.

Not to mention that Liang Liang was making trouble next to him, even if Liang Liang was not making trouble, his physical fitness was not good, and he woke up from a hangover, it was very difficult to run these two kilometers.

Liang Liang only told a joke, and the small breathing on the treadmill was like a bellows that broke a hole. Tian Yiyi quickly stopped Liang Liang, and at the same time he was glad that he had discovered it early. If Xiaoxiao kept training, competitions, watching pornographic movies, not engaging in sports activities, and playing for another ten years, it would be a lifelong disaster.

"Persist, perseverance is victory. Think about when we turn the tables!" Tian Yiyi encouraged Xiaoxiao.

"There is still one 15 kilometers, whether it is hard or not, think about the Red Army's 25,000. Think about the revolutionary sages, and you will..."

Before Tian Yiyi finished speaking, Liang Liang interrupted, "Are you tired? Look at the bar sitting in the Taiwanese girl."

This is revenge, this is revenge on the word "sexual blessing" that Xiaoxiao said to him. Liang Liang's revenge was successful. Xiaoxiao used a long time to hold back the force, and she suddenly blew it down. After only more than 500 meters, Xiaoxiao felt that she could no longer run.

"Men can't be cowardly!" If it weren't for the fat man's words, the short story might have fallen from the treadmill.

"Men must not be cowardly!" Liu Liantao's words were so loved.
To be continued...