Global Movie Emperor

"It's the last group. Work harder. One minute. We'll finish our task this morning. Keep your feet parallel and don't turn outwards. Come on, the timer will start."

The feet were parallel to the horse stance, and the buttocks were lowered. The two battle ropes were pulled straight. The physical fitness expert gently pushed Lu Ze's waist with both hands to adjust the angle of maximum force exerted by the core strength. Then, the two feet were as thick as the wrists, and a single heavy The forty-kilogram thick rope was like fried dough sticks about to be fried in a pan. It swung very rhythmically and made loud noises when it hit the plastic floor.

With the movement of the rope, Lu Ze's face gradually turned from white to red. Even though his breathing was still regular, it was inevitable that he would become heavier. He let out a breath that was not hard to hear, and sweat beads fell to the ground, smashing out something like a flower. Flowers that are as beautiful as ice flowers, but disappear quickly.

"Come on, there's still twenty seconds left, hold on, man."

Unfortunately, the physical trainer is not a priest, and simple encouragement cannot add a layer of BUFF to Lu Ze. In the end, Lu Ze still did not complete the last group, which had been halved in time. He knelt on the ground, buried his head in his arms and gasped for air. .

"It's already good. Wipe your sweat and get up and walk around."

"No, give me the bucket, quickly."

The bucket and mineral water were quickly put in place. Lu Ze was still kneeling and burying his head in the bucket. The physical fitness teacher was not surprised. He turned around and stood silently in the corner, listening to Lu Ze's vomiting sound until the mineral water he gargled into his mouth was spat out. Bucket, he turned around, slowly lifted Lu Ze up, arranged for him to lie on the massage table, and gave Lu Ze a fascial shot on both arms.

"This is a good thing. It seems that tomorrow's training can be more intense."

"Come on, I'll take it easy for a few days. My legs were so heavy last night that I couldn't even press the accelerator when driving. I had to crawl home. I'm not interested in car accidents."

The human body is very interesting. Every time I exercise to the point of vomiting, I can withstand this amount of exercise again. This is a good sign and proof that the body has become stronger. But Lu Ze doesn’t think so. After all, this person The physical trainer of the Liverpool first team is really very professional. The amount of exercise prescribed for each exercise is just enough for Lu Ze to get the vomit stuck in his throat. Whether he vomits or not depends purely on how he slept last night and what he ate this morning.

This feeling... was much more painful than Lu Ze imagined. The pain even exceeded the weight gain experience while filming "The King of Fighters". On the one hand, the body's recovery ability is indeed declining. It is not as strong as it was in the twenties. Every day When I wake up, I feel like I have lost control of my limbs, and I feel so sore that I can’t use my strength.

Secondly, because the goal this time is to lose weight, and because his body fat is not high, the only way is to lose muscle as well. This means that Lu Ze cannot exercise and can only rely on a large amount of effective exercise. Oxygen weight loss will undoubtedly lead to a lot less fun and will not produce a sense of happiness.

The fun of eating has also been reduced a lot. Unlike building muscle, you can also eat high-calorie foods. Now it's better. All three meals are green. It's hard to see anything fishy. It makes a squeaky sound when chewed. Although the combination is reasonable, It can completely satisfy the supplement of trace elements, but who is willing to eat this stuff?

What’s even more frightening is that doing only aerobic exercise for a long time will reduce metabolism. After all, it will consume muscles, and muscles are the main force of metabolism. This will cause Lu Ze’s metabolism to become lower and lower, making it harder and harder to lose weight. , can only continue to increase the amount of exercise, causing a vicious cycle.

There is no solution. After all, this is not a healthy weight loss, but a vicious weight loss that will put a load on the body. Unless it is stopped, it will only continue to worsen. The responsibility of the physical fitness and nutritionists is just to try to ensure that Lu Ze health, that's all.

"Okay Mr. Lu, you probably consumed between 900 and 1,000 calories at noon today. You can eat more beef and less carbohydrates at noon. Just don't overeat. See you in the evening."

He had no energy left to say goodbye to the physical trainer. He was like an old man on the verge of death. He waved feebly to the physical trainer, closed his eyes and rested. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly got up and pushed open the aerobic exercise room. In an instant, , the sound of passionate man and iron love spread in the air.

He staggered towards the equipment area, sat on the unoccupied sit-ups, looked at Kesha who was surrounded by people, and inadvertently showed envious eyes.

Ever since the members of this gym knew that a hunk with an arm circumference of 62cm came here to start training, a large number of bodybuilding enthusiasts came over every day to worship the big man and watch the two-meter-tall monster doing exercises that they dare not touch. Weight, and let out a sigh that is not like what a normal man would say.

At this time, Kesha had also come to the end of his training and was using small dumbbells to squeeze out the last bit of physical energy from his body. Seeing Lu Ze watching from the side, he packed up his things, said goodbye to the fans, and accompanied Lu Ze back to the locker room.

After briefly freshening up, they left the gym and Kesha drove the car. The two returned to the company. As soon as they entered the compound, they saw Mickey holding a flashlight and leaning on the tail engine of a 1959 Cadillac DeVey Rocket. Knowing what he was doing, he heard the sound of the car, raised his dark and oily face, and closed the hood hard.

This very classic classic car was a collection in the prop warehouse. However, when Mickey acquired the company, he discovered that the car's engine had long since disappeared, and the chassis and doors were also rusted through, so it was simply thrown into the warehouse to gather dust. , it wasn’t until he sold ONE-77 that he started thinking about this car. After two weeks of repairs, he finally passed the emission test and was allowed to legally go on the road. Except for the car shell, nothing was new. of.

"What's wrong?"

"There are no other problems. It's just that the transmission shakes violently when changing gears. Forget it, I can't figure it out. I'll drive to the garage tonight and ask someone to check it out for me."

The flashlight was put into his pocket, and the textile gloves full of motor oil were balled up by Mickey. He picked his nostrils and didn't speak for a long time. He waited until he sneezed and sat on the hood of the car, holding a cigarette in his mouth and dusting off his jeans. , said to Lu Ze with a smile.

"You can leave your car for a while and let Kesha take you home. I'm going to pick up Fanny in the afternoon. She may come to stay with me for a few days."

Picking up her daughter from school is a very new thing for Mickey. It's not that Mickey doesn't want to pick it up, it's just that as Fanny's guardian, Elizabeth never lets Mickey disturb their happy life at any time other than visiting days and filming. A family of three, oh no, I should say four now, with Elizabeth due at the end of this year.

As a father who always orders children's meals when eating fast food just to get a limited edition doll for his daughter, Mickey would be lying if he said he didn't miss Fanny. Therefore, when Mickey said he was going to pick up his daughter from school, Lu Ze acted as My friends couldn’t help but get excited.

"That's a good thing. It's your first time to pick up Fanny from school, right?"

"Um……"

Lu Ze had never seen Mickey's expression of nervousness and excitement. He was born with a big heart. Even when he stood on the podium, he still had a playful smile. From the perspective of Mickey's best friend, he was dissatisfied with Elizabeth, even though on the surface he Never showed it.

She always thought that Mickey was mentally ill, and she was afraid of hereditary problems. She was afraid that the long-term relationship between father and daughter would make Fanny go crazy too. This reason sounded ridiculous, but it was hard to laugh when it actually happened to Mickey. Therefore, Lu Ze instead She became curious as to why Elizabeth allowed father and daughter to get along.

"Kane cheated on his wife with a married woman. Her husband caught her and was almost beaten to death. The two of them are arguing for a divorce."

Lu Ze didn't want to ask the reason at first, but he couldn't stop Mickey from talking about it. His facial expression was extremely exaggerated, and he winked like a mouse who had just stolen sesame oil. This gloating about his misfortune even spread to Lu Ze and Kesha. Lu Ze also While trying his best to control his expression, Kesha laughed and patted his belly.

No one in Lu Ze's group likes Elizabeth's husband. That son of a bitch white man is just pretending to have a title in name only. His greasy "aristocratic" aura and arrogant energy can make people pick him apart. There are thousands of reasons to hate him, he is unlucky and everyone is happy.

"Oh, women, their gambling addiction is much greater than that of men. They always place too much hope on relationships that are unlikely to come true. Even if they have already predicted that the ending may not be happy, they still dare to take a gamble. This time It’s as she wished.”

He put out the cigarette butt and looked neither sad nor happy. Maybe he really didn't care about what happened to his daughter's biological mother. He lay on the windshield of the classic car and crossed his legs. The weather in Liverpool was particularly good today, the sun was warm. He looked at the clear blue sky and asked Lu Ze and Kesha.

"Where do you think I should take Fanny to play at night? The amusement park? The racetrack? Or a three-star restaurant?"

"Have you seen the newly released "The Decameron" in the cinema? If not, you can take Jenny to see it. I went to see it yesterday and the filming was really good."

Lu Ze occasionally likes to give his friends some goodies. Although it always feels a bit awkward for father and daughter to watch literary movies together, as a child actor who debuted in movies, he does not doubt Fanny's ability to understand movies, so after thinking about it for a while, he still I chose to make a recommendation to Mickey, but I didn't expect that as soon as Lu Ze said these words, Mickey jumped up.

"Did you go see it? Damn it! Didn't I send a group message to tell you not to go see this movie? Even if I get paid to wipe my ass, I won't go to the cinema and contribute a penny to the box office."

"I've blocked the group a long time ago. Who allowed you and Kesha to post pornographic pictures in the group all day long?"

"No, it's all from Mickey. I...I just saved it."

Kesha interrupted, obviously against his will, and subconsciously touched his nose, but this was not the time to pursue the matter. Lu Ze couldn't help but be curious, wondering why Mickey, who was in a good mood, was sensitive, and mentioned " "The Decameron" suddenly became furious.

"What? You have a grudge against the director of "The Decameron"?"

"Huh... have a grudge? No, I just regret it."

"What do you regret?"

"When we were fighting with him, why didn't you put an electric drill to his butt and drill out more of his anus?"

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