Zhang Sushang travelled through time.
He became separated from his family by a hundred years, his body gained two layers of fat, his BMI seriously exceeded the standard, his health was worrying, he was cut off from his family here, and he lost his source of income, causing him to be on the verge of starvation!
Picking up his pen in despair, Zhang Sushang could only hope to save his stomach with novels.
Right, he also needed to lose weight — too much fat would lead to fatty liver and the three highs of metabolic syndrome: high blood pressure, high blood sugar, and high levels of fat in the blood. If he wanted to see his family again, he had to make sure that he lived to see the next millennium!
The Winter Olympic Games were still two or three years away. If his dad was here, with the excellent fitness of an astronaut and the skills of a figure skating champion, he would definitely be able to win an Olympic gold medal. As for himself, he had only trained until he was sixteen years old, when he had to retire due to developmental issues. His highest achievement was a mere triple axel, so he could only write novels to fill his stomach.
Wait, could anyone jump a 3A right now?
At this time, no Chinese person had ever appeared at the Olympics. If a miracle could happen early, even a salted fish would fight for it.
And Zhang Sushang was no salted fish.
