A Fight In The Ancient Dragon City

In the courtyard, a boy about ten years old was sitting drawing something on rough paper.

Suddenly another boy came up to him and asked, "What are you drawing?"

"A lion."

"Is that the scary cat we saw last time?"

"Mmm."

"I heard from Grandpa Wang that the lion didn't eat us because we weren't fat enough, but I'm fat now. Will the lion eat me?"

"Are you fat?"

"Aunt Qin Lan said I was fat."

"Then you're fat."

"What should I do, Qin Hao? I don't want to be eaten by the lion..."

"My elder brother once said that if you don't want to be fat, you have to go on a diet."

"What should I do on a diet?"

"Elder brother said diet means you can't eat anything."

The fat boy was dazed, "I can't eat anything? What if I starve to death?"

Qin Hao stopped his hand from drawing. He thought for a while before he came up with an answer: "Isn't that great? At least you didn't get eaten by a lion?"