At twelve o'clock at noon, Alden's cell phone rang once, and Ellis picked it up.
He walked outside the door, and the call came from the team's nutritionist.
"Little Alden! Why don't you come down for lunch! You have to eat normally, otherwise you will collapse during the competition, do you understand?"
"Excuse me, I'll bring him his lunch."
A cold but polite voice came, making the nutritionist lose his mind for a moment.
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