"The school leadership are all craving it? You must be joking!"
Upon hearing Lin Yahu’s clearly exaggerated words, Yin Tao couldn’t help but snicker and said dismissively,
"The school leaders have had all kinds of delicacies, would they really crave the food from the Seventh Dining Hall at our school?
If they really wanted to eat, couldn’t they just eat it whenever they pleased?"
"..."
Lin Yahu was bewildered.
He suddenly realized that discussing gourt food with soone who never cares about what they eat, or whether it tastes good, is like playing the lute to a cow!
In the other person’s world, there simply isn’t the concept of "gourt food." No matter how much you explain, they just see it as food to fill their stomachs.
Does it really matter if it’s tasty or not?
After so thought, he directly said, "If you don’t believe , why not go try it at the Seventh Dining Hall yourself? Anyway, that’s my suggestion. If you don’t want to use it, co up with sothing yourself."
I’ve given you such a brilliant idea, yet you still don’t believe it and don’t want to use it. Fine, then just watch as your team mbers slack off, and you can continue beating your chest in frustration and pain.
"Hey, Xiaolin, don’t rush, I never said I didn’t believe you!"
Hearing Lin Yahu say that, Yin Tao beca a bit anxious.
Lin Yahu had been on the national team and had seen a lot. He’s encountered many advanced training concepts, and Yin Tao hoped to consult him in the future whenever he had uncertainties. There’s no way he’d want to offend him.
Thinking of this, a sincere expression appeared on his face as he asked,
"If we really use this thod you ntioned, should I just tell the team that whoever gets a gold dal at this state sports competition will be treated to a feast at the Seventh Dining Hall?"
After a pause, he added,
"You previously said to treat the entire team if soone wins a gold dal. I think that wouldn’t work. Those who want to slack off will still slack off. Everyone would just be hoping soone else wins a gold dal so they can mooch off the free al.
Do you believe that if I tell the team as you suggested, not a single gold dal will be won by them?"
"Hmm, you’ve got a point. Let’s go with what you said: whoever wins a gold dal gets a feast. For those who don’t perform well, forget about the feast; they’ll have extra training when they get back!"
Lin Yahu nodded and inadvertently dug a small "pit" for Yin Tao’s team. Smiling, he said,
"Of course, the best approach is to arrange for Jiang Yu to prepare a nutritious al for the team soon. Once the students taste ’sweetness,’ how could they resist the allure of that post-competition feast?
Each and every one of them will have to train like crazy!
Though this thod of motivating the team to train hard is effective, there’s one more challenge to solve."
"What challenge?"
Although Yin Tao didn’t know why Jiang Yu’s cooking was so appealing, hearing Lin Yahu speak so knowledgeably, he began to believe it a bit more.
Upon hearing that there was another challenge to solve, he imdiately felt capable again and thumped his chest with determination, saying courageously,
"Xiaolin, don’t worry, whatever the challenge is, leave it to to solve. Even if it costs so skin, I’ll get it done!"
"No skin removal needed."
Lin Yahu couldn’t help but laugh, glancing at Yin Tao with a smile,
"It’s just that I can’t persuade Jiang Yu to cook nutritious als for the team. Let’s see if you can figure it out."
"Well, I definitely can’t persuade him either. I don’t even know if Jiang Yu is tall or short, fat or thin!"
Hearing what the challenge was, Yin Tao looked dejected. He frowned and thought for a while, then slapped his thigh and stood up,
"But just because we can’t persuade him, doesn’t an the dean can’t! To perform well at the state sports competition, I’m going to find the dean right now!"
With these words, he didn’t wait for Lin Yahu to say anything, turned around, and hurriedly left the office to find the dean.
Of course, although Yin Tao was a bit rash, he wasn’t stupid. He wouldn’t just blindly believe everything said; he had to try the Seventh Dining Hall’s food himself to know if it was really good.
He couldn’t go to the dean without figuring out the situation, lest the dean asked questions and he knew nothing—wouldn’t that be a joke?
Embarrassing himself was minor, but affecting the training preparation for the state sports competition would be a major issue.
As it was nearing eleven thirty, close to lunchti, Yin Tao, after leaving the office, didn’t head to the School of Sports but instead went straight to the Seventh Dining Hall.
Upon arriving at the Seventh Dining Hall and seeing the scene, Yin Tao was instantly dumbstruck!
The Seventh Dining Hall had already begun its lunch service. The entire hall was bustling with people, and the line of students getting food extended out to the street!
This, this, this, why are there so many people at the Seventh Dining Hall?!
It’s no wonder Yin Tao was so astonished. He usually ate most of his als at ho and hardly ever ate at the school dining halls.
Though he occasionally heard the School of Sports teachers or his students ntion the Seventh Dining Hall, he never paid it any mind.
After all, he was never too particular about food. As long as the als were nutritious and filling, that was okay with him. Whether they tasted good wasn’t sothing he cared much about.
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