"Don't mention it, I remembered the smell of that thing halfway through eating, and I threw away half of the back."

When O'Neal said, he looked at the durian that was placed in the distance, and then showed an expression of disgust.

He really doesn't like this thing.

"So I said this is a good thing. When you wake up every day and smell the smell of durian, your appetite will naturally drop."

Sun Hao said seriously.

O'Neal reached out and patted his forehead. Sun Hao is a wolf killer!

"Do you remember what you said to me when I first came to Los Angeles? You said we were going to get not one, not two, not three, but 4, 5, 6 or even more championships. I can't do it without you."

Sun Hao looked at O'Neal and said meaningfully.

O'Neal, got to that point.

He is now 35 years old. If he continues to let himself gain weight like this, it will be a miracle to be 40 years old, and those words will become empty words.

And what's even more deadly is that sentence. He said it, then Sun Hao said it, and finally Old Bass said it, which means that the whole world knows the sentence.

So if he fails to do it in the end, and even has a lot of differences, he will definitely be criticized.

"I'll try."

O'Neal nodded at the end.

Seeing O'Neal's reaction, Sun Hao's joy suddenly jumped up on his eyebrows.

If O'Neal is willing to lose weight, the Lakers have a promising future!

"I will supervise you."

Sun Hao continued.

O'Neal nodded.

Sun Hao stretched out his fingers again, and in the end the two of them hooked up in laughter, even if they reached an agreement.

However, after reaching the agreement, O'Neal couldn't help but look at the durian, and then struggled slightly.

He felt that the days ahead would definitely be the darkest in his life.

...

A beautiful day starts in the morning.

Today is game day. Jackson did not arrange team training in the morning. O'Neal waited until the sun was shining his butt before getting up from the bed, and then stretched.

He said good morning to the bright sun, O'Neal got up and brushed his teeth and washed his face, and then went to the refrigerator to find food.

He had to have five meals a day, and he said this before when he was communicating with Sun Hao.

Breakfast is also his easiest meal of the day, he will eat 5 egg whites.

He opened the refrigerator and prepared to get the eggs.

But just the first moment he opened the refrigerator, he smelled a shit-like smell.

It was at this time that he remembered what he promised Sun Hao yesterday.

In order to do what he said, he asked his chef to buy durian that night and put it in the refrigerator.

He forgot about this matter before he could wake up early, but the smell made him recall it instantly.

"Damn it!"

He felt his stomach stir, and suddenly he felt that he had agreed to Sun Hao yesterday.

But there was no way, who told him to agree.

He is a man who will do what he says.

He resisted the urge to vomit and took the egg out of the refrigerator.

For some reason, he felt like he was picking up eggs in his shit, as if there was an invisible layer of shit on the yellowed eggshell.

No, no, if you continue to compare it, he feels that he can save this breakfast directly.

He rinsed his hands for a long time before throwing the egg into the egg cooker, and then walked to the door to get a gust of wind.

When the eggs are cooked, he comes back.

I don’t know if it was because I opened the refrigerator in front, or because the smell of eggs and durians had been left for a long time, or if it was just a matter of his heart, the egg whites didn’t taste good.

He only ate 2 of the last 5 egg whites, and it felt really hard to swallow.

The good news is that because he got up late, he was not far from him at lunch time.

He ran directly outside and went to play with the Bengal tiger.

Before going out, he opened the windows of the house to ventilate the house.

By noon, his chef had prepared lunch for him.

Just as he was about to start eating, the doorbell rang.

It's Sun Hao.

Sun Hao also stayed at home all morning. Of course, unlike O'Neal, he habitually entered the system for three hours of training.

With a time ratio of 1 to 3, he only lies for an hour more than usual.

He got up and took a shower, and slipped down two cats in his yard, and then he ran to O'Neal's house.

When O'Neal saw Sun Hao, he couldn't help but reach out and slapped his forehead.

It seems that I can't eat this lunch anymore.

...

The key to losing weight is not how scientific your method is, but how long you can persist.

Others say the first thing they say every day when they wake up, and O'Neal's first thought of opening his eyes every day is that damn durian.

Don't say it, he ate less than usual for several days.

But after a long time, his own mentality became a little irritated.

Because he felt like he was living in shit, and he could smell the smell of shit everywhere he went.

That feeling was really terrible.

It was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

But he agreed to Sun Hao. If he regretted it, Sun Hao would definitely tease him to death.

That morning, he opened the refrigerator as usual.

He was going to hold his breath and get the eggs just like in the past few days.

But the moment he reached out, he suddenly changed his mind.

He also took out the box of durian.

Of course, durian was bought by the chef yesterday. Many things in the refrigerator will have toxins after being kept for a long time. The first thing is to eat them casually.

Although the fruit is much better, it is impossible for people of his class to eat it.

Yes, eat.

After he sat down, he looked at the durian in front of him, and suddenly a very magical idea emerged.

He had always thought this thing smelled like shit before, so he was extremely disgusted.

But this thing seems to be a tropical fruit?

And that day, when he saw Sun Hao bringing him to the locker room for others to eat, the food seemed to be quite delicious?

He pursed his lips and a bold idea emerged from his mind.

How about trying to eat shit?

Bah, durian?

The possibility of preventing foodies from not eating the same thing is that this thing is indeed not delicious.

But before eating it, it is not equated with the bad taste.

O'Neal mustered up his courage and reached out to pick up a piece of durian.

He pinched his nose, stuffed the durian into his mouth, suppressed the vomiting in his stomach, and then bit it down.

One bite.
Chapter completed!