Yan Anqing didn't answer, just looked at Ma Ran silently.

He had encountered this situation many times before.

At this moment, the other person needs to listen, not advise.

"It's too painful."

Ma Ran sighed and took out the schedule from his pocket.

He looked at the small book blankly, his expression was gloomy, and his tone was not very human, as if he was telling someone else's story: "There is really no way to continue to endure it." ”

"I know that I am very weak, and I can't even do half of Yu Hongyi's ability, but I have done my best."

"You know what? When I was eating in the cafeteria just now, I was holding chopsticks and trying to poke them into my eyes......"

Ma Ran's words were like the whispers of a mentally ill person.

Fragmented, without logic, without much coherence, where the thought goes.

After talking for about ten minutes, Ma Ran finally got tired.

He stopped talking, and even closed his eyes, looking refreshed.

Yan Anqing sighed, and said softly: "You have done a good job, much stronger than I expected." ”

"Moreover, after this over-limit training, your mental willpower strength will increase a lot."

"The current situation needs to be taken seriously."

"You are already showing signs of a nervous breakdown and have a tendency to severe depression."

When the words fell, Yan Anqing's laptop screen suddenly switched scenes.

The figure of Academician Li Yanhuang appeared on the display screen.

Li Lao on the screen snorted coldly, and seemed to dislike Yan Anqing's statement.

His golden eyes were full of hatred for iron and steel: "Only the weak will suffer from depression." ”

Ma Ran opened his eyes.

The eyes of the two golden-eyed men met through the monitor.

He seemed to want to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he only sighed faintly: "You are right, I am indeed a weakling. ”

There is no way to hate iron without steel.

Iron is iron, and it will never become steel unless it is re-engineered, forged and smelted, and the carbon content and arrangement are changed.

It's an intrinsic trait.

Hearing the conversation between the two, Yan Anqing's forehead was bruised, and he seemed to be trying to suppress the anger in his heart.

He glared fiercely at Academician Li on the screen, and his voice jumped out of his teeth with difficulty: "Ha! Are you now finally willing to admit that depression is a disease? ”

As soon as these words came out, Li Lao's face was dark, his eyebrows were frowning, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

Academician Li Yanhuang is the father of Yan Anqing's first girlfriend Li Wan.

When Li Wan was diagnosed with depression, Li Yanhuang and Yan Anqing were arguing over this matter.

The former held the old father's shelf and concluded that his daughter was too pampered, but in fact there was no illness at all, it was hypocrisy, and it was just an excuse for her unwillingness to study and work.

So Academician Li strictly forbade Li Wan from taking antidepressants, and used her network to make it impossible for her to buy treatment drugs such as paroxetine, sertraline, and citalopram.

He stubbornly believes that it is a medicine that is poisonous.

Obviously not sick, but weak-willed, self-hypnotizing and brainwashing as a weakling, but he has to take medication for a long time......

If it goes on like this, it will only hurt her daughter's body.

Li Yanhuang thinks he did the right thing.

"Psychological" is a phrase he often puts on his lips.

Afterward......

At dawn one day, the first rays of morning light fell on Yan Anqing's face.

He came to his senses and found that Li Wan on the pillow was already cold.

It was confirmed that it was a suicide and that there was no conspiracy.

After experiencing this incident, Yan Anqing's inner emotional changes and mental journey are really difficult to explain to outsiders.

At Li Wan's funeral, the father-in-law complained that his son-in-law did not take good care of his daughter.

The son-in-law thinks that his father-in-law killed his lover.

Yan Anqing and Li Yanhuang look at each other and hate each other.

If it weren't for the coincidence of working in the same place, the two of them would have planned to die of old age.

As soon as the words came out, Yan Anqing realized his gaffe.

He took two deep breaths, barely calmed down, and said expressionlessly: "Academician Li, if you want to observe my experiment, you can." But don't point fingers. ”

Ma Ran, who was originally the center of the topic, suddenly became an audience.

He vaguely sensed that there was some relationship between the two, and it was not good to interject at will, so he looked at his nose and nose and heart, and regarded himself as air.

"Humph......"

Academician Li Yanhuang snorted coldly and disconnected.

Yan Anqing collected her emotions and her eyes fell on Ma Ran.

"You inspired me."

"The next new project is called ......"

"The Strong Shape Project."

Listening to Yan Anqing's words, Ma Ran faintly felt a little bad.

Before he changed, it is estimated that he was either extremely excited, or he was afraid of the unknown future.

But now, he just bowed his head weakly, expressing his willingness to cooperate.

……

California, USA.

Monsieur Orsay Gym.

Jack Grimm, as usual, is going crazy about iron.

His ten-pack abs are as hard as steel, his two pectoral muscles are like two shields, and his latissimus dorsi, trapezius, biceps, and triceps are all well developed and smooth.

The muscle groups are like the defensive parts of the mecha's body, sweat slipping down, and the light reflects the luster and texture of marble.

This is by no means a level that normal humans can achieve through training.

Jack Grimm's muscles were almost like armor suits, and just looking at them from a distance, he would feel a violent impact coming over his face.

Around him, dozens of fitness men and women surrounded the place.

“…… That's amazing! Jack, one of the Twelve Saints! ”

"You can't call it human anymore, can you? It's safe to say he's Superman! ”

"God...... This kind of muscle armor can't be practiced at all! Even if I overdosed on hormones, frantically did C (cycle, a cycle of muscle-building hormone injections), and soaked in the gym for ten hours a day, I wouldn't have been able to practice to this extent in more than ten years! ”

"Schwarzenegger, Jason Statham, and Dwayne Johnson are brothers in front of this guy!"

"Is this the legendary 'Perfect Ghost Back'! I always thought it only existed in comics......"

"I heard that the testosterone concentration of Saint Christian is already fifteen times that of a normal male! Many tubing and bodybuilding UP masters who use Dolebolin, Anadrol, parabolin, and Primobolan as saline and glucose injections cannot reach that level. Looking at Jack's muscular expressiveness, it seems to be more exaggerated than Christian, how high is his male hormone level? ”

The corners of Jack Grimm's lips were exaggeratedly upturned, a proud smile appeared on his face, and his golden eyes gleamed with pride.

As a YouTube bodybuilding video UP master, his fitness habits have been maintained for ten years, and he has participated in many large and small bodybuilding competitions, but the best result is only the third place in the state competition!

Bodybuilding is the same as esports.

No one will remember the runner-up and the runner-up, except for the king who won the crown, everyone else is a LOSER, who is regarded as a vulnerable weakling!

But all of this changed after the Crimson Moon incident!

Jack noticed that his muscles suddenly exploded, with clear and smooth lines and a high level of separation as if he had undergone surgery.

Going to the Olympiad in this state, no one can compete with him head-on!

Unfortunately, the Olympiad has just ended, and there are no world-class bodybuilding competitions in the near future......

Originally, Jack Grimm was worried that this change was only temporary, and that over time, these perfect muscles would gradually atrophy.

So he frantically shot hundreds of workout videos and uploaded them to YouTube (video website).

But more than two months have passed, and there are almost no signs of degeneration of these muscles on the body.

"Hah!"

Jack jerked away the dumbbells and did a muscle show.

He grinned and made a weird OK gesture: "This is the true power of white people!" ”

As soon as the words were spoken, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly became fanatical.

No one noticed that the smile on the face of the fair-skinned boy closest to Jack Grimm quickly disappeared, as if he had been slapped in the face at the height of his elation.

The person's eyes gradually overflowed with anger and resentment......