male god effect

4.

The day of the commendation meeting.

Ji Mi was right next to him, realizing this fact made Chai Jiu dizzy with a strong sense of unreality.

He was so close to him that he could hear the other person's breathing and heartbeat, as well as the subtle 'humming' sound in the dark.

Huh?It seems that something strange has mixed in.

Before Ji Gu got up to speak on stage, he politely smiled at Chai Jiu beside him.

Unexpectedly... so defeated, very unwilling.

The word "second" never existed in Chai Jiu's world. The only thing worth mentioning about him since he was a child was his academic achievements.

He is not a genius, just an...ordinary person buried in a sea of ​​questions and struggling endlessly.Recite hundreds of times of ancient prose every day, get into the closet in the middle of the night and pile up the draft paper after crazy calculations, and the words, letters, ages and numbers that are still chattering in the mouth when the hands are soaked in ice water for hours to wash the dishes.

The sweat that dries up during the day, the lamp oil that runs out in the middle of the night...

All of that has piled up his 'excellence' and his 'excellence'.It was the capital that allowed him to jump out of the slums and study in this first-class prestigious school with a score higher than [-] candidates.

However, a man named Ji Mi overturned all this.

There are geniuses in this world.

Use a simple auxiliary line to defeat your calculations on ten draft papers, use a simulation experiment to overthrow your one-and-a-half-page argument, use 1 minute of reading to remember the article you recited all night, and use a month to master your hard work A year of writing in a small language... Finally, defeat your 16-year self-confidence with a smile.

Because he is... the male god that everyone loves.

So what if you're not a genius?

You read aloud, recite, and repeat dictation for ten years, and your tongue is tied up; while he grew up in England, he was able to speak fluent English at the age of four or five.

You brush a hundred plates every day to save enough money to buy a dictionary from the bookstore, which is a treasure, while his father can summon ten libraries with a flick of his finger.

It is not terrible to lose at the key line; it is not terrible to lose at the starting line.

The scary thing is that you and your opponent are not on the same line from the beginning to the end.

And the winning or losing that you care about, to the other party...it doesn't matter.

buzz-

Chai Jiu turned his head hesitantly, and looked at Ji Mi who finished speaking and returned to the seat beside him.

That kind of sound is very continuous, intermittent, like the sound of a motor,

"Mr. Chairman, are you hot?" The elementary school girl who was in charge of filming at the venue passed by the row of tables of Chai Jiu and Ji Mi, and couldn't help asking, "Your face is a little red, is it uncomfortable? "

"...Heh." A fine layer of sweat oozed from Ji Mi's forehead, his cheeks and even his earlobes were slightly red, and his voice was trembling with a smile, "Maybe...a little bit."

"Then I'll ask someone to turn up the air conditioner!" Seeing this, the elementary school girl ran away regardless of the camera in her hand

"..."

Chai Jiu heard Ji Mi take a breath.

In order to receive the award conveniently, they sat in the first row, no more than five meters away from the rostrum.

The leaders on the stage were still making boring speeches, and the strange 'buzzing' sound from the audience didn't mean to stop.

From now until now, it has not been interrupted.

Including... when he was on stage facing thousands of classmates.

5.

The fire, the sky full of fire.

Eight-year-old Chai Jiu was trapped in it, crying and helpless.

The smoke choked him so much that he couldn't open his eyes, and his consciousness gradually became unconscious, allowing him to be swallowed by the flames.

Until the figure in the white skirt appeared, she, who was also young, grabbed him and tried her best to drag him out of the flames.

Little Chai Jiu thought at the moment when she closed her eyes.

——So beautiful, is this an angel?

6.

Lin Na is indeed a very beautiful girl, with long hair draped over her shoulders, bright eyes and bright teeth.But at this moment, the eyebrows that had been meticulously trimmed and drawn repeatedly with the eyebrow pencil were tightly frowned.

"It's not the first time I've said, please stay away from me."

Lin Na's voice was cold, as if she was facing a pile of garbage that was difficult to handle.

"Your liking makes me feel uncomfortable, and please try not to appear in front of me again."

Her height of 1.7 meters [-] is considered tall among girls of the same age, and her white dress makes her bare legs extraordinarily slender and straight.When she stood in front of Chai Jiu, she looked unexpectedly tall.

"..." So the boy in the stained white shirt wrung his hands covered in lead prints together, his face was paler than usual, he bit his lips and hung his head without saying a word, like someone who had done something wrong child.

Every time Lin Na said a word, it was like a thunderbolt fell from the sky, making him like a nervous bird on the treetop, every fluff fluffed up.During this period, he wanted to open his mouth several times as if he wanted to explain something, but the words stuck in his throat and he couldn't get them out.

"I..." Chai Jiu stammered, putting one hand in his pocket.

Lin Na seemed to have exhausted all her patience, and completely turned her face away.

"Is there anything else you want to say? If not, I'm leaving—don't follow me anymore."

"actually, I……"

Chai Jiu finally raised her head, and the burn scar covering half of her face was completely exposed to the sun.

At this time, the girl not far away called out.

"Sister Nana! We're all here, so it's about time we set off?"

Just when Lin Na was about to leave, the timid and skinny boy suddenly took out something from his pocket.However, he took a step forward and raised his hand.

"...Birth, birthday...Happy."

Lin Na felt something extra on her head.

This day is her birthday, which is known to the whole school.In fact, in a few minutes she would be leaving school, getting into her car, and going to the big hotel in the city center, where she would have a birthday party with her best friend from schoolmates.

"Good news! Sister Nana! Chairman Ji is here too!"

A girl who followed her on weekdays ran over excitedly and reported the situation to her.And Chai Jiu quietly disappeared at this moment.

Hearing the word 'Chairman Ji', Lin Na's mouth curled up in a beautiful arc.

"Hey, Sister Nana!" The girl stretched out her finger in surprise, "The one on your head is..."

What?It was only then that Lin Na remembered the inexplicable object that was placed on her head just now, and before she raised her hand to touch it, Ji Mi had already walked in front of her.

"..." In an instant, Lin Na felt her heart pounding, and she didn't know how to speak.

"Huh?" When Ji Mi walked three or five steps, he seemed to be attracted by something, and his gaze stayed on top of Lin Na's head for a few seconds, "This is..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by a boy who hurried over.

"Excuse me." Ji Mi said.

Only then did Lin Na's nerves relax, she casually took off the thing on her head, and without having the time to take a closer look, she casually threw it into the trash can beside her.

In a certain conversation later, Ji Mi inadvertently commented.

"That dragonfly on your head that day was very unique."

"Dragonfly? What dragonfly, I don't have any memory..."

At that time, Lin Na said with a smile that she no longer remembered this matter.

We always hurt someone inadvertently, maybe it doesn't matter to us, and we also don't know what kind of memory the hurt person will carry for the rest of his life.

Just like Chai Jiu squatting in front of the trash can at this moment.

It was such a beautiful red dragonfly that it was hard to imagine that it was handmade; from the wings to the tail, every detail was lifelike.

Those countless nights of hiding under the bed, the works created with all the effort of both hands, are now fragmented.

Sixteen-year-old Chai Jiu would not understand.

Girls like peacocks don't need cheap red dragonflies, they prefer to raise their heads and wear the bright crowns bestowed by the world.

me……

all along...

I just wanted to say something simple...

thank you.

Chai Jiu tried hard to squeeze out a not-so-bitter smile.

However, this seems to be of no value.

The boy's eyes lost their brilliance and fell into an unprecedented grayness.

So, that's probably—

The straw that broke the camel's back.