The record of ten bowls of rice was too shocking, and it was deeply imprinted in the heart of Aunt Canteen.

As a result, when I called my daughter at noon, I couldn't help but say: "Alas, what kind of food do you eat for weight loss, that little girl named Su Jin ate ten bowls of rice at noon, isn't she still very thin." ”

Then, one to ten, ten to hundred......

Not long after, a topic slowly climbed onto the hot search list.

#苏锦十碗饭#

Because the title is too weird, it has attracted many netizens to click on it, and the popularity is soaring.

【Ten bowls of rice? A bowl as small as a teacup! 】

[Upstairs is really not, my uncle is a security guard inside, and I just happened to see it, it's a palm-sized porcelain bowl, and I took a photo, you can keep it private. 】

[, such a petite body eats so much, I don't believe it, I must have copied some foodie character design, and induced vomiting after meals. 】

[Is Su Jin crazy to eat and vent because of the grouping and too much pressure? ] 】

Since this comment, the following discussion has gradually begun to skew.

[I'm in a bad mood and like to eat, but Su Jin is overeating! 】

[Oh my God, I remember that in the early stage of depression, sometimes there would be overeating, should she ......]

[I'm Baidu, it may also be bulimia, diabetes, hyperthyroidism, etc.] 】

[Anyway, it's definitely not normal, Sister Su Jin, don't compare, let's go see a doctor.] 】

The more netizens talk about it, the more terrifying it becomes, the per capita level of occupational doctors.

At this time, the party had nothing to do except burp, hummed a little song happily, and walked back to the practice room.

Just after eating, not suitable for strenuous exercise, everyone took the lyric book and sang a cappella.

Suddenly, the door opened.

The staff stood in place and announced: "Tutor Fu Ziyu is coming over in the afternoon, you guys should prepare and go to the big classroom for training." ”

Fu Ziyu is responsible for guiding the members of the singing and dancing group.

After Su Jin and the others went to the spacious classroom, they found that Meng Muyue and the others were also inside, and they seemed to be hurrying up to practice singing.

I only heard it, and I stumbled and sang it, which was very unfamiliar.

Jiang Luoling pursed his lips and couldn't help muttering: "I thought it was so powerful, but it turned out to be like this." ”

The voice fell, and it happened to be heard by the contestant who had a hot temper on the opposite side, and said provocatively: "You sing very well?" Let me hear it. ”

Jiang Luoling was not to be outdone: "Sing it." ”

For a moment, the two groups stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was a little tense.

Jiang Luoling took a deep breath and opened his mouth, just about to speak......

"Ahem, what are you doing at the door?" Fu Ziyu took this folder and walked in.

Everyone immediately reined, stood obediently in the middle of the classroom, and said in a low voice, "Hello Tutor Fu." ”

Fu Ziyu nodded, looked at the players in the row opposite, and slowly spoke.

"Half an hour later, the two groups will each dance again, I will look at the results, the group with better performance, I will have a variety show to take them over on a cloudy day."

Fu Ziyu is a popular first-line artist, and if he shows his face on the show with him, it is even more likely that he will be remembered by the audience.

As soon as the words fell, everyone became excited, high-spirited, and determined to seize this rare opportunity.