Inside the girls' dormitory.

"Sili, you, you, you, you clearly eat at the Seventh Dining Hall with me for all three meals every day, so why have we gotten fat and you haven't?"

Linlin looked at the bright "46" displayed on the scale and couldn't help but widen her eyes, as if she had seen a ghost, in utter disbelief,

"This is too fake, right?"

The other two in the dorm also looked envious and said pitifully:

"5555! It's not fair, I've gained ten pounds!"

"So jealous of Sili's physique, if only I could eat without getting fat, how great would that be!"

"..."

"There's no such thing as a body type that doesn't get fat from eating! If you eat and don't get fat, it means there's a problem with your digestion, not absorbing nutrients!"

Seeing the indignant faces of her three roommates, Liu Sili stepped off the scale, put on her shoes, and said with a pout,

"You guys only see me eating three meals a day with you, but don't you see me waking up at six every morning for a run?

Don't you see me playing badminton and practicing dance every few days?

The sweat I shed every day is from the meals I eat!

And the food you eat turns into fat on your bodies!"

As Liu Sili said this, Linlin and the others exchanged glances and were at a loss for words.

Indeed, Liu Sili gets up to run just as dawn breaks every morning. They had originally said they would accompany her, but they could never get up.

As for playing badminton and practicing dance...

What's more comfortable than staying in the dorm binge-watching shows!

And so, they ended up like this.

"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to join Sili for morning runs!"

Linlin puffed out her cheeks and suddenly said loudly,

"If I don't do it, if I don't do it, let me go four years of college without anyone chasing me!"

The other two girls quickly chimed in:

"I want to jog too. I want to lose weight!"

"Count me in, count me in!"

"Don't just talk the talk and not follow through. If you can't get up tomorrow, I won't wait for you."

Liu Sili glanced at them and said with a half-smile,

"It's about time, are you guys still going to the Seventh Dining Hall to eat?"

"Let's go, let's go! Senior Brother Jiang has been creating new dishes every day lately, I'll regret it if I miss out!"

"Huh? We're already gaining weight, and we're still going to the Seventh Dining Hall to eat?"

"Don't worry, we'll just eat a little to taste it, we won't get fat!"

"Exactly! We're starting to lose weight anyway, if we don't eat something delicious, where's the motivation?"

"Right! Let's go, let's go, if we're late, there'll be a long line again!"

"..."

The scene in Liu Sili's dormitory was just a microcosm of what's happening in the girls' dormitories. Similar scenes and dialogues were occurring all over Jiangzhou University.

On the campus forums, although many girls kept blaming "Senior Brother Jiang," their bodies were honest. As soon as it was mealtime, they'd run over to line up for food one after another.

"Shishi, it's fine if you're just wearing a baseball cap, at least it can block the sun, but you're also wearing a mask that covers your mouth and nose so tightly. In this hot weather, aren't you afraid of suffocating?"

Cui Yingying followed behind Ye Shishi, muttering incessantly as they headed towards the Seventh Dining Hall,

"The thing is, you're even wearing sunglasses... You're pretty, but you're not a celebrity!"

"Yingying, will you just shut up already!"

Ye Shishi turned back to glance at Cui Yingying, a bit exasperated,

"I told Zhao Yiqing from the next dorm that I wouldn't eat at the Seventh Dining Hall anymore, and now I'm here again. If anyone finds out, I'd be so embarrassed!"

Cui Yingying couldn't help but laugh: "Pfft! You can't resist temptation and you're worried about embarrassment?"

"I-I'll only eat a tiny bit, really just a tiny bit, just to taste the flavor!"

Ye Shishi's face stiffened, pouting angrily,

"I've already checked, eating a little won't make you fat! Talking about calories without considering the portion size is nonsense!"

The two walked and chatted as they arrived at the Seventh Dining Hall. It was already late, and the line for buying food had stretched to the entrance.

Ye Shishi and Cui Yingying quickly took a few steps forward to join the end of the line.

"It's all your fault, if you hadn't dawdled, we'd be at the front of the line!"

Cui Yingying muttered softly, then said with a grin,

"I think you should just relax and forget about losing weight. Plump girls are blessed."

"I refuse!"

As soon as Ye Shishi heard that, she shook her head repeatedly, "I want to be beautiful for life!"

The two hadn't chatted for long before the dining hall opened, and the line slowly began to move forward.

"Shishi, you promised, just a little bit!"

As it was nearly their turn, Cui Yingying seemed to remember something and turned back to say,

"Once you get your food, give me the leftovers. We shouldn't waste food, and I'm not afraid of gaining weight."

At this point, Ye Shishi couldn't care less, seeing that it was almost their turn. She hurriedly urged:

"Alright, hurry up and order, so much chatter!"

Getting the food was actually pretty quick, and soon the two of them each had a full plate of food, smiling as they found a seat in the dining area and sat down.

Ye Shishi happily exclaimed, "Wow! Today Senior Brother Jiang actually made sticky rice balls, wow, they smell so good, just smelling them makes me hungry!"

"Shishi, you can't eat so much, you'll gain weight."

Ye Shishi was very pleased, but sitting across from her, Cui Yingying coolly chimed in again,

"You can only have one sticky rice ball at most, give me the rest."

"You eat yours first!"

Faced with such a delicious plate of food, Ye Shishi had long thrown dieting out the window and couldn't be bothered with her.

She picked up her chopsticks, picked up a sticky rice ball, brought it to her mouth and took a small bite, unable to resist letting out a happy hum:

"So fresh, so fragrant, so delicious!"

The layer of sticky rice wrapping the sticky rice ball was steamed, each grain standing upright like a hedgehog's spines, but biting into it, it was fragrant, sticky, and smooth, with a strong texture, and the meatball inside the sticky rice was flavorful, tender, and juicy; just one bite filled the mouth with fragrance.

"Yingying, hurry up and eat, these sticky rice balls taste amazing!"

Saying that, she stuffed the remaining half of the rice ball into her mouth, and quickly her hand couldn't resist picking up a second one with her chopsticks.

"Shishi, watch your portions, your portions!"

Cui Yingying watched with a helpless look; this girl, earlier in the dorm she was sighing at the mirror, blaming Senior Brother Jiang for making the food too delicious, making her gain weight, yet now she's going at it again.

With such weak self-control, you really have the nerve to shift the blame to Senior Brother Jiang?!

"Hey! Forget it for today!"

Ye Shishi gobbled down another sticky rice ball, waved her hand, and said,

"Just let me have this last meal, after this, I'm really not coming to the Seventh Dining Hall anymore, I'm going to lose weight!"

"..."

Cui Yingying was speechless, this last meal, yeah right!

The two of them were enjoying their meal when a few people suddenly walked by in front of them, one of the girls saw Ye Shishi's way of eating and couldn't help but shout:

"Shishi! You, you, you, didn't you say you wanted to lose weight, and wouldn't come to the Seventh Dining Hall anymore?!"

"Zhao Yiqing!"

Ye Shishi looked up and was also a bit startled.

On the way to the Seventh Dining Hall, she was all covered up, but of course, when it was time to eat, she would have to take off her sunglasses and mask. She didn't expect to run into someone she knew in such a short time.

Her eyes showed a moment of panic but quickly regained composure, asking back,

"You, what are you doing here too? Didn't you say earlier you were going to lose weight first because you'd gained some?"

"I, I, I heard Senior Brother Jiang was coming up with low-fat meals, so I just came to check it out..."

"How coincidental, that's actually why I'm here too!"

"Haha, really? Okay, enjoy your meal, I won't bother you."

"Okay, okay, see you later!"

"..."

The two of them awkwardly exchanged a few words before Zhao Yiqing hurriedly left, from behind, even her ears appeared red.

Meanwhile, Ye Shishi wasn't much better off; if it weren't for the shoes blocking view, her toes would have drilled two rooms and a living room into the floor.

Only Cui Yingying sitting opposite was unaffected, continuing to eat her meal leisurely and composedly.

On the surface, she looked calm, but her heart was full of snickering:

"Low-fat meal, my foot! Inside that sticky rice ball is pork belly, you know!"

...

Seventh Dining Hall, in the kitchen.

"I refuse to take the blame for making the school girls gain weight!"

Jiang Yu looked at the posts on the campus forum, feeling both amused and exasperated. This was like a giant pot dropped from the sky, landing squarely on his back with a "thud".

He's running a dining hall, of course, he wants the food to taste as good as possible. Is there even a dining hall that purposefully makes food unpalatable just so people eat less and don't gain weight?

And besides, if you're not that physically active, just eat less!

But if you insist on eating so much, like feeding a pig, stuffing yourself so much you can barely move, who would get fat if not you?

Can't control your appetite, and you blame me?

Thinking about it, he glanced at Hu Zhihai, who weighed over two hundred pounds, and added another sentence,

"Not just girls, I won't take the blame for boys getting fat either."

"Who's really blaming you? Doesn't the fact that everyone's getting fat just mean your cooking is good?"

Hu Zhihai smirked, tapped his phone screen with his finger and said,

"Look here, lots of students, especially girls, are suggesting that the Seventh Dining Hall offer some low-fat meals, what do you think?"

"What do I think? What can I think? Isn't there low-fat meals in the dining hall?"

Jiang Yu raised his hand to stroke his chin, furrowing his brow as he pondered for a while, suddenly he said,

"Now that I think about it, that steamed fish with chopped chilies I make is a low-fat meal, you know, that whole tray of fish uses just one spoon of oil, that's not much, isn't that low-fat enough?"

He paused for a moment, unable to resist smirking,

"And those vegetables, not much oil either, aren't they all low-fat?

They just don't choose them...

Truth be told, it's because low-fat meals aren't as tasty as braised pork or ribs, isn't it?"

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