Chapter 171: I point to the direction of the sea

Chapter 171 I'm Pointing To The Sea
Under the moonlight, Zhou Yang took Wu Zhehan back to the sea.
At the end of summer and early autumn, the temperature of the sea can still bear.
"Brother Yang... what am I going to do next?" Wu Zhehan is now completely confused about Zhou Yang's doorway.
Placing the cactus behind the treadmill was a trick, but Zhou Yang accompanied her to do planks.
Sitting in the trunk to make her chase the car was a bit too much, but Zhou Yang didn't ask for the money she gave her.
Climbing the mountain to grab lipstick and bags is the most exciting, but she has got a lot of things she dreams of.
What now?
Zhou Yang squinted and took out a long box from the trunk, moved it to her and threw it on the beach.
"Boom!" The box smashed into a pit.
"My God, what is this?"
Wu Zhehan opened the box with a look of doubt. Inside was a big sword with a retro style.
The length of the sword is about 1.5 meters, the blade is at least 10 cm thick, and the whole body is dark.
"Come on, drink this!" Zhou Yang handed over a bottle of system power potion.
Wu Zhehan drank it without hesitation.
"Pick it up!" Zhou Yang pointed to Black Sword Dao.
Wu Zhehan grabbed the hilt with both hands and slowly straightened up.
"It's heavy!" Wu Zhehan shouted.
"Get used to it first. After the potion works for a while, I want you to stand in the sea and use this heavy sword to break the waves..." Zhou Yang smiled deeply.
No matter how stupid Wu Zhehan is, he has read several books.
"Brother Yang... Are you telling me to learn... The Great Eagle?" Wu Zhehan rolled his eyes.
Unexpectedly, the handsome and cool Yang brother is still playing like this?
Zhou Yang is not happy anymore: "What this said, I will accompany you to practice in the sea. You are a heroic eagle, then I am a eagle?"
Wu Zhehan was taken aback for a moment, then clutched his stomach and laughed.
"Well, don't delay the time for the medicine to take effect, let's get started!" Zhou Yang said solemnly.
Wu Zhehan has been completely conquered by Zhou Yang.
She hasn't rested for 24 hours, and she is still full of energy and fatigue.
However, her weight has lost 15 kilograms.
Three sevenths of the task was completed.
In this way, I will complete the 70-jin goal ahead of schedule.
Wu Zhehan dragged the special "Black Iron Epee" slowly into the sea.
The waves reached Wu Zhehan's waist.
The potion of strength also began to work.
Wu Zhehan grabbed the hilt of the sword with both hands, whipped it up headlessly, and hit the waves.
The moonlight shattered the seaside into endless silver light, and Wu Zhehan shot the silver light even more shattered. The sea breeze sent the breathing sound of the waves, and the surrounding was quiet, Wu Zhehan slowly entered a strange state.
"I want to lose weight!"
"I want to be thin!"
"I want to become a goddess!"
"I want Brother Yang to like me..."
After shouting this sentence, Wu Zhehan was shocked, and his guilty conscience made him look back at Zhou Yang.
The latter was making a call and did not hear.
Wu Zhehan let out a long sigh, and continued to shout and cheer for himself.
The waves wet her body, wet her hair, all her clothes were attached to her body, showing her curves.
Although it's not wonderful enough...but hope is ahead.
After the phone call, Zhou Yang cheered and rushed into the sea, and smiled at Wu Zhehan: "Look, I'm also wet, so do you feel better?"
Wu Zhehan bit his lip, held back the smile that was about to overflow from the corner of his eyes, and waved the "black iron heavy sword" toward the sea.
And Zhou Yang stood in the sea and sang loudly.
"You ask me where I want to think..."
"I pointed in the direction of the sea..."
...
In this way, Zhou Yang made full use of the existing conditions and carried out special training on Wu Zhehan almost non-stop for five consecutive days.
On the other hand, the news they made in the gym and the time they took to break into the East China Sea Marathon track are slowly fermenting.
The fitness circle and the sports circle overlap. Soon the identities of Zhou Yang and Wu Zhehan were dug out, and at the same time, the gossip circulated together-Wu Zhehan was going to lose 70 catties in five days, and Zhou Yang was her Coach.
As a result, the fitness circle and the long-distance running circle exploded.
For a time, the forums of the two circles were full of news from two people, and some people had to say that they had seen the two exercise with their own eyes and it was very effective.
Even more media moved after hearing the news, ready to make a fuss.
After all, Wu Zhehan left behind a group of African players at the marathon. This news is extremely scary.
Several well-known video content platforms have also noticed this news, and those interested have begun to make ambitious plans.
A "round up" of two people began...
...
In the evening of the fifth day, all the medicines were used up, and all the training plans were completed without any problems.
Both Wu Zhehan and Zhou Yang have reached their limits.
Now even if there is a system medicine, it is just as useless.
The escorts held panda eyes one by one, but they looked excited.
Even Zheng Luyue was on the scene.
Because the most critical moment has come, Wu Zhehan has to weigh himself.
At this moment, Wu Zhehan has restored his image in his heyday.
The long hair is in the middle, the chin is pointed, and the pair of cut water double pupils are so cute, she is indeed a beauty.
She took off her shoes and stepped onto the scale nervously, watching the numbers flash.
Before the weight loss started, she weighed 80 kilograms.
The numbers on the scales ended up staying at 45.5 kilograms.
35.5 kg weight loss.
reach the goal.
"Yeah!" Wu Zhehan yelled, jumped off the scale and hugged Zhou Yang and howled.
The staff who accompanied Zhou Yang around applauded the whole process.
If you want to live beautifully, you have to be cruel to yourself!
"Woo, Brother Yang, I succeeded!" Wu Zhehan leaned on Zhou Yang's shoulder and was so quick to release his emotions, tears wet Zhou Yang's shoulder.
These five days were like to her.
Even with the blessing of systemic medicine, mental exhaustion cannot be cured.
The pressure of weight loss, the urge to participate in casting, the lack of self-confidence in oneself, the confusion about the future, these things are enough to make a girl completely collapse.
But she survived after all.
"Good job..." Zhou Yang embraced the little girl with his backhand and comforted her softly.
Zhou Yang couldn't know how Wu Zhehan spent these five days.
"Thank you, Brother Yang!" Wu Zhehan flushed and raised his head, looking at Zhou Yang affectionately.
"You're welcome... It's an honor to serve you!" Zhou Yang was a little flustered by her gaze.
"Are you satisfied with the coach's service? Give a score." Zhou Yang smiled.
Wu Zhehan couldn't conceal his joy, and said loudly, "Full score, 100 points, 100 points, Yang Ge will always be 100 points!"
"Ding, congratulations to the host for the successful completion of the mission, please choose the skill to realize!"
"I don't have any favorite skills that can be realized...Isn't it said that after the junior male god, every mission can get basic enhancement?"
After gaining leg strengthening, Zhou Yang really tasted the sweetness in the process of accompany Wu Zhehan to lose weight.
The explosive growth of physical fitness.
"This time... it seems that there is no skill that can be realized." Zhou Yang thought for a while, and said helplessly, "Or, would you give me a few bottles of potion?"