Lao Hei explained: "The editor-in-chief of the publishing house attached to the Normal University has a strange temper, in short, you may have to go to Quancheng in person when the time comes." ”

"This ......" Wang Daolin hesitated when he heard this, and did not immediately agree.

It's not that he doesn't want to go, if he can get the editor-in-chief of the publishing house attached to Normal University with a trip, then he is happy, but Quancheng and Fucheng are not in the same city after all.

As Lao Hei said, the editor-in-chief of the Publishing House Affiliated to Shida University had a strange temper, and he also muttered in his heart, he was not confident enough to think that he could kill everything with his personality charm, and he would inevitably have a lot of contact with the other party at that time, which meant that he could not only stay in Fucheng for a day or two.

And in this case, Li Guizhen is a hurdle that he can't overcome.

"If you're worried about your mother's side, I can help you get through it then." Lao Hei said reasonably, after all, he was old and sophisticated, and he immediately saw the concerns in his heart.

"Okay, then I'll take a run." Wang Daolin finally nodded.

In any case, he can't give up halfway with so much preparation in front of him, otherwise he will not be able to meet his expectations if he retreats to the second, and that is not what he wants to see.

It is true that he can choose to publish independently, which will be more free, but in his current situation, he does not have much time to take care of those messy things, and directly entrusts the publishing house to cooperate in publishing, he only needs to be a hands-off shopkeeper.

When the time comes, he will jump from the boat to the speedboat, and although the process may not be smooth, as long as the first step is taken, the rest will no longer be a problem.

After hanging up the phone, he lowered his head and thought about the details of going to Quancheng for a while, and then went directly into the physical training room.

This Friday is the school sports day, and although he is very confident in himself, his physical training will not be left behind, on the contrary, the third phase of physical training has begun, and he has to be more committed.

The third stage of training is very heavy, which is also formulated by Luo Qiang for him, maybe for others this kind of self-harm training is completely unattainable, but for him it is enjoyable.

The middle of winter has arrived, and the weather has been getting colder and colder for several days, and the biting cold wind blows on the body like a sharp knife, and people walking on the road cannot resist the cold outside even if they are wearing heavy coats.

In the physical training room, Wang Daolin didn't seem to feel the cold of this winter, and there was no other movement, just lying on a mat with his upper body bare, stretching his body straight, and maintaining such a posture should be for a long time.

Although he didn't notice the slightest tiredness from his expression, there was a layer of humanoid sweat on the cushion under him.

There is a steady stream of sweat oozing from the surface of his skin, although the muscles are not exaggerated, but people feel that they are full of strength in the muscles that are not protruding, and the oil can be seen under the interweaving of light and sweat, and the hot sweat is in contact with the cold air of the outside world, and you can see the looming water vapor outside his body from a distance.

This is the plank, which is mainly used to open the joints of his body, and can also effectively work the transverse abdominis muscles, which is recognized as the most effective way to train the core muscle groups.

Sour! Swell! Pain!

At this time, the muscles of the whole body are like countless electric currents shuttling under the skin, and the feeling of numbness is absolutely uncomfortable.

But Wang Daolin had been in this position for more than half an hour, and suddenly he felt a warm current slowly rising from his lower abdomen, and then quickly spreading to his limbs, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the whole person suddenly collapsed on the mat like a deflated ball.

"It's the limit......" Wang Daolin gasped violently, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

The cold air was inhaled into his lungs and cleared his mind a little.

Although he was tired after half an hour of planking, he was full of energy, and his body entered the state of training.

"The warm-up is over!" Wang Daolin's eyes flashed, and he got up from the mat with a rub, as if he was not the one who did the plank before.

In fact, his hands can no longer be raised, and his lower abdomen is in a state of near-numbness, but he still has feet!

Walking to a treadmill, Wang Daolin took a deep breath and stood up.

After setting the value of 3,500 meters in 25 minutes, Wang Daolin started a new round of training.

At first glance, it is not difficult to run 3500 meters in 25 minutes, but 25 minutes later, Wang Daolin only stood for a short time and rested for a few minutes after running the first group of 3500 meters, and then stood on the treadmill again, and the value was still 3500 meters, 25 minutes!

Another 25 minutes passed, and Wang Daolin continued to repeat the last action.

After repeating it six times in a row, Wang Daolin finally stopped, so far he has been fighting on the treadmill for nearly three hours, sweating all over his body as if he doesn't need money, I'm afraid that if he wipes it with a rag and twists it, he can wring out half a bucket of water!

But his training is far from over.

I saw that he brought an instrument from not far from the treadmill, and then he didn't know what was set on the instrument, and finally pulled out a breathing mask, put it on his face, and stood on the treadmill again.

Oxygen!

If you are a person who often trains in the gym, you can recognize Wang Daolin at a glance, and what he is using now is an oxygen concentrator!

Under normal circumstances, aerobic exercise does not require an oxygen concentrator, but how many people can train like Wang Daolin?

And how many people can maintain this level of training intensity, day in and day out?

Definitely a rarity.

In fact, he is now close to his limit, his heart is pounding and pounding, and his heart rate has already approached the upper limit of his maximum heart rate of 196/min under this high-pressure training.

It is precisely because of this that he has to put on a breathing mask, because only in this way can his heart rate drop down quickly, so that he can continue to train.

An hour later, Wang Daolin walked down from the treadmill step by step, leaving a watermark on the ground with each step, and the whole person was like being fished out of the water.

However, his training is far from over, even if the green tendons on his neck are swirling like countless earthworms under his skin, even if his steps have staggered to the point that he can barely stand on his feet, his eyes are still determined, and he will move on to the next training - barbell bench press.

Staggering to the training bench, the moment he lay down, a wave of tiredness swept through his entire consciousness like a storm, and a voice whispered in his ear in his subconscious......

Go to sleep......

Go to sleep......

You need to rest......

Hard work may not be successful, but it's easy not to work hard......

The voice grew louder and louder, and his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, but the moment his eyelids were about to close, his eyes widened again!

"I can't rest!"