"Oh my gosh! I thought I was the only one who gained weight, but it turns out I'm not alone. Now I can relax!"

"Haha! The girl above is so funny. What are you relaxed about? Just because others gained weight, doesn't mean you won't need to lose weight?"

"Waaaah! My pants don't fit anymore, I can't even pull up the legs... It's all Senior Brother Jiang's fault!"

"..."

Under this post, a group of girls who discovered they had gained weight seemed to have found their community and left messages below to "cry" about it.

Besides the interest from girls, of course, there were also boys who loved to join in the fun. When they learned that so many people had been fed into gaining weight by Senior Brother Jiang, they immediately burst into laughter:

"Honestly, a few days ago, I ran into the high school beauty at our school. We're not from the same department and rarely meet, so this time we bumped into each other by chance on the road, and I almost didn't recognize her!

She used to have that icy beauty look, always very cool and glamorous, but now her cheeks have filled out and she's chubby, yet she still tries to keep a cold face...

Haha! She looks adorable now. If I weren't afraid of being beaten, I'd really want to pinch her cheeks!"

"The senior sisters and junior sisters are right, it's all Senior Brother Jiang's fault, why make the food so delicious? My goddess of three years even got fat from eating! But why am I so happy?

Haha! It's great that the goddess got fat, now no one will compete with me!"

"Wake up, brother above! Even if the goddess got fat, she won't look at you..."

"Haha! That hit home..."

"..."

In another post, a girl mentioned that the food at the Seventh Dining Hall, while delicious, is too greasy, like Braised Pork with Preserved Vegetables, Boiled Meat Slices, Soup Buns, and Stir-fried Country Pork. Eating too much of these can easily cause weight gain.

"Especially with my body type that's prone to gaining weight, even drinking water can make me gain. Now, I eat these heavy oil and salt dishes at the Seventh Dining Hall daily, and I swell up like a balloon, 'whoosh' gaining weight fast!

It's easy to gain weight, but losing it would cost half my life. Just thinking about it is painful!

So here I appeal, hoping that Senior Brother Jiang can make more fat-reducing dishes. We girls really don't want to get any fatter!"

This post also gained a lot of attention. For those who want to enjoy the food Senior Brother Jiang makes but don't want to gain weight, fat-reducing dishes would be the best choice, leading to a stream of comments:

"Well said! I'm also prone to gaining weight, eating a bit too much, and I gain. But the dishes Senior Brother Jiang makes are too delicious, I really can't resist! If he could make fat-reducing dishes, he'd be an angel on earth!"

"I want to lose weight! I want fat-reducing dishes!"

"Ugh! We girls are just unfortunate, look at the boys, they don't worry about gaining weight at all!"

"..."

The girls who gained weight were expressing their "woes" on the campus forum, while on the outdoor playground under the scorching sun, a group of boys, shirtless and wearing sports shorts, were running laps around the rubber track.

They had already run several laps and were now panting heavily, covered in sweat, their heads starting to steam with heat, their steps becoming increasingly staggered.

Standing under the shade of trees nearby was a muscular man in his thirties or forties, wearing sunglasses and a copper whistle hanging around his neck, with a stern expression on his face.

When he saw this group of boys seemingly unable to continue, he took the whistle and blew it hard, then shouted loudly:

"Run faster! What? No energy? Aren't you all good at eating? After eating so much, you still lack energy for running?

I just went on a business trip for a month, and before leaving, I specifically instructed you all to train well and manage your weight properly. Next July we'll participate in the provincial games and aim for a good result!

But when I came back, I almost didn't recognize you!

Each and every one of you has grown fatter within just a month!

Especially you, Zhao Xiaohu!

Your belly has come out, and before I left, I thought you might jump over 2.1 meters, but now I'm relieved that not even 1.9 meters might be possible for you now!"

This speech made the boys so ashamed that they couldn't look at the coach, burying their heads and gritting their teeth, they used all their strength to move forward.

Among them, a boy who was about 1.9 meters tall felt extremely embarrassed, his face flushed red, and he bit his lower lip and swung his arms as he ran forward, as if he was trying to shake off the fat on his body.

This boy was none other than Zhao Xiaohu, the one singled out by the coach for criticism.

He's a sophomore at Jiangzhou University School of Sports and has exceptional talent in high jump. He joined the school track team as soon as he entered university and had already crossed the 2-meter height during his freshman year, reaching the level of a national first-level athlete.

The leaders of the School of Sports and the school track team have high hopes for him, expecting him to achieve good results at next year's provincial games and win glory for the school, but who knew that after a month he had grown a belly!

No wonder the coach was angry.

Seeing these boys had already run over a dozen laps around the track, each sweating profusely and barely able to catch their breath, the coach, although still angry, blew the whistle to stop them.

Upon hearing the coach call a stop, Zhao Xiaohu and others' legs gave out, and they collapsed on the ground, like fish out of water, opening their mouths wide, gasping heavily.

"Who told you to lie down? Get up!"

The coach shouted, pulling a box of mineral water from the side and tossing it in front of them, speaking with a blank expression,

"Drink some water, rest for fifteen minutes, and after that, start frog jump training!"

Upon hearing this, they felt like the sky was about to fall, each showing a pained expression.

Just ran a 5000 meters under the scorching sun, leaving everyone half dead from exhaustion, nearly running out of sweat. Later, we'll still have frog jump training, so nobody should imagine having a good time today.

A boy couldn't hold it in and murmured softly:

"Coach, if we keep going like this, someone might die..."

"Die?"

The coach turned his head and gave him a look, sneering as he said,

"Rest assured, with the training I arranged, it's not easy even if you wanted to die. Do you really think my master's degree in sports training was for nothing?

Listen up, today's training doesn't count. Starting tomorrow, I will give each of you a detailed training plan based on the characteristics of different sports.

This training plan might be quite exhausting to complete, but as long as you cannot return to your standard weight, this training plan will continue until you graduate!"

Upon hearing this, everyone couldn't help but let out a wail.

Their coach was infamous for devilish training. None of the members of the school's track team weren't afraid, and now everyone fell into his hands and will be "specially treated" by him. They feared that they would peel a layer of skin even if they didn't die.

"Alright, the fifteen-minute break is over. Now start the frog jump training!"

The coach glanced at his watch and then waved his hand loudly,

"Finish four sets of frog jump training, then rest for fifteen minutes, and then continue with the shuttle run training!

After the shuttle run training is over, you can get lost!"

The boys doing frog jump training didn't say a word, each with a face full of tears that wouldn't fall, each whispering in their hearts:

It's all Senior Brother Jiang's fault!

It was fine to open a canteen, but why make the canteen food taste better than that of high-end restaurants?

If the Seventh Dining Hall's food wasn't that delicious, we wouldn't eat so much every day and wouldn't gain weight.

If we hadn't gained weight, this devil coach wouldn't have been so angry and trained us to death once he returned...

It's all Senior Brother Jiang's fault!

...

Seventh Dining Hall, in the kitchen.

Seeing that lunch time was about to arrive, the kitchen started to get busy. Amidst the "buzzing" sound of the exhaust fan, the clanging of spoons and pots made it all seem noisy.

Lu Shuwu and Qian Liwei were standing side by side at the stove, holding large spatulas with both hands, vigorously stir-frying the ingredients in the big pots, too busy to even wipe the sweat off their foreheads.

Being a cook of large pot dishes tests more than just cooking skills; it also tests physical strength. Without some strength, one couldn't even turn the ingredients in the pot, let alone cook them to delicious perfection.

The newcomer Jia Dequan stood not far away with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the two of them cook. Even though he took on the task of giving cooking guidance, he didn't start pointing fingers immediately. He would only speak up when he saw an obviously wrong operation.

In fact, Jia Dequan's attention wasn't even on the two of them. His gaze would constantly drift towards Jiang Yu not far away.

At this moment, Jiang Yu beside the workbench was making glutinous rice meatballs.

These glutinous rice meatballs are a classic Hubei dish, so how could Jia Dequan, as a big shot in Hubei Cuisine, not be astonished?

The method of making this dish isn't actually complicated.

You only need to chop fresh pork belly into meat paste, then marinate it with seasonings for flavor. Shape the meat paste into small balls, coat the meatballs with soaked glutinous rice, and steam them until fully cooked.

Jia Dequan was interested in what the glutinous rice meatballs made by Jiang Yu would taste like.

Would they be as delicious as the crispy pork he made before?

Just as Jia Dequan was pondering these thoughts, Hu Zhihai ran in excitedly, exuding a strong gossipy aura, and called towards Jiang Yu:

"Lao Jiang, Lao Jiang! Something big happened! Something big happened!"

"What's with the shouting and panic?"

Jiang Yu, who was busy kneading meatballs, was startled, and couldn't help turning his head to glare at Hu Zhihai, replying irritably,

"I'm busy cooking, what big thing could happen?"

"Something really big happened!"

Hu Zhihai was in such a hurry that he was a bit out of breath by the time he got to the kitchen. After taking a deep breath, he said excitedly,

"Ever since your Seventh Dining Hall opened, you've made many girls in our school gain weight, and now they're 'complaining' about you on the campus forum!"

With that, he pulled out his phone from his pocket, quickly tapped a few times on the screen to open the campus forum, and then placed the phone in front of Jiang Yu, chuckling,

"Look, look! I'm not lying to you, right? They're all saying 'it's all Senior Brother Jiang's fault'!"

Jiang Yu read a few of the hot posts inside carefully, then his face became odd, and he muttered while curling his lips:

"It's their own fault for not controlling their mouths, how can this be blamed on me?"

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