Prince Qiao walked at the bottom of the lake until the unmanned area a hundred meters away, before showing his head in a shadow, climbing ashore, and going back to his rental house directly.

The next day, except for eating, Wang Ziqiao did not go out and practiced in the room. It was not until five o'clock in the afternoon that he symbolically left with his schoolbag on his back.

Tomorrow is the first day of the long holiday, and Wang Ziqiao has already made new plans.

His home is only 40 minutes away from Shanhai University, but he did not take the bus, but ran back. Now, the weight of lead on his body has increased by three kilograms. On the contrary, his weight has dropped by ten kilograms in just three or four days.

He intends to extend his vacation from three to seven days and return to school after seven days.

He also had great expectations for this, and he had to reduce his weight to less than 200 kilograms. Otherwise, he would not even have the confidence to be close to Su Feifei, let alone the noble and sexy Huo Xiang. If the purpose is achieved, it would almost be like liposuction surgery.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Wang Ziqiao, who had been running for two hours in a row, came to the entrance of the community where his home was.

The environment of his community is pretty good, there are security guards at the gate and there are many green belts inside.

It was already 10:30, and his family was on the 19th floor of a building, with three bedrooms and two living rooms. Wang Ziqiao did not take the elevator, but climbed the stairs. When he opened the door, he found that there was no one at home. He knew that his parents were usually very busy and got off work very late, so it was very likely that they were still in the store or had midnight snacks.

He threw his cell phone into school and did not bring it. He could only call his mother with a landline. After a few beeps, a middle-aged woman's voice came from the opposite side: "Hey? Is it Ziqiao? Are you on vacation?"

"Well, it's me, mom, why are you back?"

"I'm afraid it's too late today. Tomorrow is the May Day holiday. Mom will be very busy these days. Call your father and he should be back home soon. You two of you eat something first. When it's past ten o'clock, you will ask your father to pick me up!"

"Oh, OK!"

Prince Qiao responded and hung up his cell phone. The door was opened at this time. A middle-aged man wearing a white shirt and black pants walked in.

"Zi Qiao, are you back?" The middle-aged man is Wang Mingzhang, the father of Wang Zi Qiao. He is 43 years old this year. He has a bit of weight and has a little belly. His behavior gives people a steady feeling, and he looks like a little leader.

"Well, I called my mother just now, and she said she would come back very late. I will wait until after ten o'clock, and I will ask you to pick her up!"

"Well, how are you studying this week?" Wang Mingzhang sat on the sofa in the living room and poured himself a glass of water.

"It's okay! Dad, I want to discuss something with you!" Wang Ziqiao also sat on the sofa beside Wang Mingzhang.

"What's the matter?"

"I plan to go out for a trip during these three days of long holidays. I wonder if I can agree to me?" Wang Ziqiao looked at Wang Mingzhang with a gaze.

Wang Mingzhang frowned and said, "Your mother's store is also busy. There will be a lot of shipping on the National Day. I have to go over to help, otherwise your mother will not be busy alone..."

"Dad, I'm so old and I'm already a college student. You don't need to accompany me, just go out for a walk by yourself. The other students in our class often travel to other places on Sundays!"

"I'm not at ease when you go out alone. You are too honest and too careless. You can easily suffer losses when you go out. When the winter vacation is over, my dad will take you to the Great Wall!" Wang Mingzhang half scolded and half motivated.

Prince Qiao was depressed and could only continue, "Then you have to give me more money. I plan to stroll around the city during the holidays!"

Wang Mingzhang slapped Wang Ziqiao's head and said angrily: "If you want money, just say it, let's go, let's go out to eat today!"

The father and son left the house and ordered boiled fish and two plates of side dishes in the restaurant at the entrance of the community. However, this time, Wang Ziqiao did not eat as hard as eating steak. In order to lose weight, he had to eat less, and he had to use the Demon God Art to convert the fat on his body into muscle energy.

That night, Wang Mingzhang gave Wang Ziqiao two thousand yuan to ask him to go out shopping tomorrow, but he couldn't go far, so Wang Ziqiao naturally agreed.

The next morning, after Wang Ziqiao's parents got up, they found that the door of Wang Ziqiao's bedroom was open and the quilts in the bedroom were neatly folded, but Wang Ziqiao was not seen.

"Why did this kid get up so early today? I don't know when he got up!" Prince Qiao's mother Quqin is a beautiful woman in her forties. She has long curly hair and some yellow spots on her face. She is confused.

"It was less than five o'clock, and I heard something in the bathroom. I thought that boy went to the bathroom. Did he get up at that time? It's strange, what happened to the guy who usually doesn't get up until ten o'clock on Sundays today?" Wang Mingzhang looked at the cross-stitch clock on the wall of the living room. It was only past seven o'clock.

The couple shook their heads one after another. After washing up, Quqin began to prepare breakfast, but Wang Ziqiao came back with sweat.

"Son, when did you get up today? Why are you sweating profusely? Going out for a run?" asked Wang Mingzhang, who was drinking tea and watching the news in the living room.

Prince Qiao washed her face and then replied: "Well, from now on, I plan to lose weight. I have been going to bed early and getting up early recently. Until now, I have lost ten kilograms. I plan to reduce my weight to less than two hundred kilograms in May!"

"Really, son, your weight has really dropped?" Wang Mingzhang actually jumped up from the sofa excitedly. When talking about his son's body, he was always worried. He was nineteen years old, 1.76 meters tall, 250 kilograms, which was obviously pathological.

An ordinary young man, who is as tall as Wang Ziqiao, is only about 120 kilograms. How can Wang Ziqiao be more than half of it, so how can people not worry?

What Wang Mingzhang is most worried about is that his son will continue to gain weight. In the future, he may even be a problem in his actions. The reason why he did not allow Wang Ziqiao to travel alone was precisely because of his obesity that he was worried that Wang Ziqiao would have an accident.

When Quqin, who was cooking porridge, heard it, hurriedly ran out of the kitchen, grabbed Wang Ziqiao and looked up and down, and finally held Wang Ziqiao's two fat faces in both hands, looked left and right, and nodded slightly: "It seems that I have lost a little weight. Have you really been exercising recently?"

Prince Qiao nodded, unbuttoned the buttons of her shirt, and said, "If you don't believe me, please take a look!"

Prince Qiao exposed the lead vest to her parents because it was difficult to hide this matter from her parents. Sooner or later, they will find out that it is better to tell them earlier than that.
Chapter completed!