male god effect

63.

Chai Jiu’s private high school located in District [-]—Mars Academy was once famous for football and had a very glorious history eight or nine years ago. The team once played in the youth high school group and won the EVIL three times The record of the football championship, also represented the EVIL Autonomous Region as a finalist for the federal state competition.

At that time, at the pinnacle of EVIL's power and wealth was Yi Chen, the head of the Yi family in the three-monopoly giant family. After the "king" heard the good news, he dropped a huge sum of money from his fingers and invested in himself. The alma mater I attended briefly when I was a teenager—how brief was it?He was only 13 years old when he entered school, and he stayed here for less than half a year and even had to throw away those vacation days. Because of a theoretical physics thesis, he took a notice to go to the United States to study at a university.

In short, whether it is for business needs or for show, Yi Chen refurbished the huge stadium.Thanks to this fund, the football club originally established as a hobby of students has been transformed into a team with a formal establishment.

Of course, some people say that the fall of Mars College began with Yi Shi, and the corruption of Mars College also started with Yi Chen.This hundred-year-old school established in the old dynasty was once a noble academy specially set up for the royal family and ministers. However, with the fall of the dynasty, the decline of the nobles, the turmoil of the situation, and the depression of the general environment, colleges like Mars It has begun to go downhill, and the tradition has become difficult to stick to. All these are the inevitable trend of history.

The big capitalists who rose up by overthrowing the feudal dynasty also hoped that their children could receive high-quality education, so they used funds to support these ancient colleges.The Yi family used to be the biggest sponsor of Mars, and Yi Chen's grandfather, as an investor, sent his only grandson to this school as an exception.Yi Chen also became the first second-generation ancestor who was not a nobleman in a century, but was able to attend a noble academy.Although he only stayed there for less than half a year, and even though he spent most of his time in the library rather than in the classroom, he clearly sent a signal to other big capitalists that there is no problem that money cannot overcome. fixed.

So the century-old tradition was broken, and the children of the privileged class and big capitalists went to school one after another, and Mars, who had tasted the sweetness, began to "degenerate".And eight or nine years ago, Yi Chen, who became a new generation of people in power, sprinkled huge amounts of money in Mars. It was meaningless to throw a piece of rotten meat in the jungle, attracting wolves, tigers, leopards, flies and insects to dance around, and the management changed blood. Mars Started to 'spoil'.

Nowadays, in this high school, there are hardly many real nobles, and more are the children of the privileged class, big capitalists, and some small capitalists who are on the rise. As long as they can afford the high tuition fees, Who cares what your identity is?

But in any case, Mars is able to have a regular football team, thanks to Mr. Yi's willingness to throw money.

On the first day Chai Jiu moved into the team dormitory, there was no welcome or greeting, and the eyes of the roommates were not friendly.

The dormitory is a room for six people. When he opened the door and entered, the boys who lived in the room had just returned to rest after afternoon training, so the little mole was greeted by five predatory beasts and ten pairs of eyes.

"Hey, kid."

A large man with wheat-colored skin in a gray-blue T-shirt blocked the door, and he rudely propped his elbow against the door frame to preach.

"Do you know what this place is? Don't casually go in there—"

Chai Jiu, who was carrying his schoolbag, looked a little pale. Without saying a word, he just put down his schoolbag and took out a certificate signed by the housekeeper from his pocket.

The man in the T-shirt didn't seem to notice him. He was about 1.8 meters five, and Chai Jiu, who was 1.7 meters tall, looked like a child in front of him.He raised his chin and didn't look at Chai Jiu at all, as if he was born to look at people with his nostrils, completely ignoring the note that Chai Jiu held up in front of him, and said angrily.

"What are you doing? Go away quickly, don't get in the way of your mother here."

After finishing speaking, he took off the towel around his neck and wiped his wet hair twice after washing.Then he shook the towel away and shook it very vigorously towards the air, especially the last two strokes, as if he was trying to expel something unclean.

Chai Jiu was thrown off his face unexpectedly, and the drops of shampoo remaining in the only eye fell into the only eye, which was painful, and the ear urged him.

"What are you dawdling about, rolling around—"

Chai Jiu put down her hand rubbing her eyes, and vaguely saw the scene inside the room through the gap between the T-shirt man's body and the door frame.I saw a few people inside doing their own things in a calm manner, as if they knew nothing about the door. There was even a boy with red hair whistling while ironing his trouser legs.

The immediate expulsion and exclusion was condoned, acquiesced, and unanimously approved.

For a moment, Chai Jiu did have the thought of turning around and leaving.

——If Chai Jiu likes football, then go for it.

Ji Mi's voice came to mind, including that sentence.

——Because I like classmate Chai Jiu.

Chai Jiu sighed.

Mingming swears so firmly that he will never play football again.

Chai Jiu clenched her five fingers into a fist and slowly took a step back.

Therefore, it is simply not reliable to promise such a thing.

"I said, can you let me go, classmate?"

Chai Jiu didn't raise her head but asked very calmly, but the attitude from above her head was not so gentle.

"What are you talking about, boy, tell you to go away-understand?"

The next moment, the man in the T-shirt clutching the towel felt a tingling pain in his calf, his knees softened and he fell down uncontrollably, with a layer of cold sweat oozing from his forehead.

Chai Jiu picked up her schoolbag, stepped past him, and walked into the room.With the oncoming gazes, the red-haired boy who had just ironed his trouser legs stopped whistling, and stared at the little man who walked in with astonishment.

Unbelievably, in less than a minute, the mouse-like boy actually knocked the hill-like Hans to the ground.

Others didn't see it clearly, but he witnessed it completely. Just now, the little man just raised his foot and kicked Hans' calf, and he didn't even use much strength.Rather than saying that he kicked Hans down, it would be better to say that Hans himself was knocked down by a psychological barrier.

Those who are familiar with Hans know that his calf has an old injury, but it has been three or four years since he recovered, and now Hans who is training on the court is no different from ordinary people.

And this boy who met Hans for the first time, unexpectedly saw the flaws in Hans's body in a few words, and was sure that the other party would have a conditioned reflex due to the psychological barrier of his leg injury.

Maybe, the standing posture is a bit awkward?After a long time that day, Chai Jiu answered blankly with a rhetorical tone, and the center of gravity when standing?The angle of inclination of the body?All in all...it just feels uncomfortable.

Whether it is powerful insight, precise intuition and judgment, or the right timing, and the handling of other people's psychological activities, they are all terrifyingly powerful.

"There is no place for you here, get out quickly."

Chai Jiu, who was about to put her schoolbag on the empty bed in the corner, turned her head to look at Hans who was squatting on the ground with his legs in his arms and his face was ugly. He didn't understand why the other party was so hostile to him.

"Okay, Hans." The red-haired boy who had been watching the show said, "It's almost enough. If you keep doing this, the children will cry and go home to find their mother."

That tone was not so much persuasive as it was sarcastic.

"But that's David's place—"

What Chai Jiu didn't know was that since that game, the proud and arrogant David couldn't bear the result of the defeat and almost quit the team.Since he was usually very unpopular because of his bad temper, there was almost no one to stop him, and only Fox, the team manager, persuaded and persuaded him to give up.

While David is conceited, he also has an excellent memory. After losing, he still didn't forget that he once said, "If you can win, I will let you be the front pick."Although no one cares about it and no one is serious with him, but he himself competed with himself, and he was unwilling to do the main election again, so he moved out of the dormitory the next day.

"Come on, Hans. The Greek is gone now, and it's useless to keep an empty bed." The red-haired boy folded his pressed trousers and shrugged.

Others are doing their own things, some are sitting on the bed playing with their mobile phones, some are exercising with small dumbbells, some are staring at the TV and concentrating.

So... How annoying is this David usually, that after he left, there was only one person in the dormitory who spoke for him.

Chai Jiuzai, who also has no friends, has no say in this matter, so he stopped thinking about this issue and no longer struggled with it.

"Okay~ It's seven o'clock, let's go to dinner." The red-haired boy looked at the electronic watch beside the bed, stretched his waist and said, "There seems to be honey butter cookies in the cafeteria on Thursday~"

"William, I guarantee that if you continue to eat, you will definitely be forced to control your weight by the captain." The black-haired boy who was playing with his mobile phone said as he got out of bed and put on his shoes.

"What a vicious curse." The red-haired William pretended to be scared.

"I hope the soup in the canteen today will not be too salty..."

The boy lifting the dumbbell said.

"Thank goodness for the macaroni."

"Your demands are too high, okay?" The boy watching TV muttered to turn off the TV with the remote control. "I only hope that it's Miss Bernard serving dinner at the window today. Although her cooking skills are terrible, fortunately people can still see—right, Hans?"

"You mean that face as big as a plate? Martin, have you been brainwashed by eating too much dark food recently?" Hans almost didn't want to complain.

Several people laughed and added.

"But that chick has nice boobs..."

"Ass is so fucking up!"

They laughed and patted each other on the shoulder and walked out of the dormitory.

And Chai Jiu, as if it didn't exist at all, was ignored like air.

The boy silently put his schoolbag into the cabinet and spread out the bedding.

It wasn't until there was no one in the room that he quietly climbed onto the bed, got up again and carefully observed whether anyone was watching him.

After making sure that no one was there, the little mole stretched its limbs with confidence, and rolled a few times on it like a child.

The quilt belonged to Ji Mi before, he curled up and buried his head deeply in the pillow, as if he could still smell the peppermint on Ji Mi's body.

The little mole wrapped himself up in a quilt, which was covered by Ji Mi, and it looked like...

It feels like being hugged.

——Because, I like classmate Chai Jiu.

Little Mole closed his eyes and clutched the cross, chewing this sentence over and over again.Every word is like creme brulee, soft and sweet, if you lick it with the tip of your tongue, it will be smooth and delicious.

Like me, like me, like me, like me.

The little mole kissed the cross, quietly covered his head with the quilt, and secretly raised the corners of his mouth out of sight.

A lie is false, but it is tender.

It doesn't matter if you lie to yourself for a while, right?