male god effect

64.

Chai Jiu is not dissatisfied with the current life, but this does not prevent others from being dissatisfied with it in turn.

"Is this the kid who pushed the Greek away by the back door? Looks so badass."

"I heard that it was the green light given by the fox. Isn't our boss always holding that fox for help?"

Newcomers always think that Captain Charlie with his iceberg face is scary enough, but what is more terrifying than Captain Charlie is that orange-yellow hair in pigtails, always smiling and with a sweet voice like a fox mixed with honey, often Just a word from him can persuade the stern-faced former to change his mind.

Of course, the Fox family is a wealthy family in the oil business in the Federation, and he himself is the richest young man in the entire EVIL dude circle, and he is the current sponsor and manager of the Mars College football team. double identity.

No one will have trouble with the rich and powerful patron.

"Although the Greek guy David is quite a stinky fart, he is better than this kid no matter how you look at it?"

"It has something to do with the surnamed Ji in Class A—isn't Ji Mi covering up this kid?"

"Fuck, there's nothing wrong with Chairman Ji, it's fine to accept the younger brother, what does this kid seem to be able to do? Or is it that recently the aristocratic gentlemen in Class A have had enough to eat and drink, and they have started to convulse and help the poor?" ?”

Factional feuds at Mars College have long been a focal point.The children of the old aristocrats with Ji Mi and Lin Na as the core and representing the feudal tradition are basically in Class A, while the children of the privileged class or big capitalists represented by Zhai Bao and Lang Xin form Classes B and C. , Classes D and E have the largest number of people and the most complex composition. There are children from middle-class families who have obtained admission qualifications because their parents are social elites working for big capitalists. There are children of small entrepreneurs and small factory owners whose parents paid huge tuition fees. Very few impoverished students like Chai Jiu were exceptionally admitted because of their specialties or grades.

An insurmountable gap has formed between different classes. Students in class A, such as Ji Mi, are sarcastically called 'noble gentlemen' behind their backs.

"Ghost knows—I always thought that Ji Mi was pretending to be 13. I don't know what those girls who screamed all day were thinking."

"Oh, come on, you're called jealous. But then again, I don't like that surname Ji very much, it just feels so fake."

The dormitory is a six-person room, and the tall guy in the T-shirt is Hans, who is a year older than Chai Jiu, and is in the same class as President Aisa of the cosplay club; the red-haired boy is William, who is the same grade as Chai Jiu, but in D class.The other three people were not completely strangers, at least one of them, Chai Jiu, was acquainted.

"By the way, isn't that guy from Class E, Tom?" William, holding a toothbrush and mouthwash cup, pointed to Chai Jiu in the corner, and asked the black-haired boy playing with his phone, "Don't you know him?"

Chai Jiu, who was curled up on the bed, turned over, pretended not to hear, and covered her face with the quilt, as if she would no longer exist.

He recognized that Tom as soon as he entered the dormitory.

When I was in Class E, there were several types of people in the class, one was the leader who gathered crowds to bully him, the other was the minions who cheered and spread bad words, and the other two were the spectators who stood by and stayed out of it. passerby.In fact, the former is often only a small group of people, and the latter types account for the majority, or even the latter two types.

Tom can probably be counted as the latter two types. He is a specially recruited sports student. He doesn’t usually have much time for serious class. Even if he stays in the classroom, he mostly sleeps in the back row. Regardless of the attitude of indifference and indifference.

Chai Jiu's seat is next to the trash can in the corner of the classroom wall, and Tom's seat is just in the other corner of the classroom next to the window. You can only turn your head to the right to see the trash can full of soda cans, and you are in the middle of the pile of trash. Chai Jiu and his torn book.

Several times, when Chai Jiu sitting in his seat was thrown cans, mineral water bottles, or melon peels or even paper balls wrapped in chalk dust like trash cans, which caused noise and laughter from the onlookers, Tom was awakened He will turn his head to this side, watch from a distance for a while, then turn his head indifferently and go to sleep or play with his mobile phone.

Those green eyes looked at Chai Jiu with a bit of disdain, and sometimes disgust, especially when they were laughingly throwing his schoolbag out of the window, and at the same time raised his legs to block the door. , When he tripped Chai Jiu who ran out of the classroom to pick up his schoolbag, Tom looked at Chai Jiu as if he was looking at a brainless idiot or a bug crawling on the ground.

"I don't remember having such a weird guy in our class." Tom concluded nonchalantly, swiping the screen of his phone.

Tom, who is also a special recruit, is tall and handsome and good at playing sports, is obviously popular among girls.Although I don’t often participate in class activities, there are still three or two boys who can play in class E. There are seven or eight cute girls’ numbers stored in the mobile phone address book. As for the annual Christmas bookcase is full of love letters. , is also common.

How should the high-level animals at the top of the pyramid understand the low-level creatures at the bottom?

This question has not yet been answered, the coach's shout has already passed through from the other side of the court.

"Follow up! Don't fall behind—"

The team's training plan is very routine, first is the endurance training of 2500 meters X3, the players are divided into 3 groups, after the first group starts, another group starts every 15 seconds.Run 10 consecutive laps each time, requiring 10 runs in 3 minutes, with a 5-minute rest interval.Then came 5V2 and 4V2, 10X10 meters, with one kick.

Chai Jiu is no stranger to these routines. In the past few years, his life has been surrounded by endurance running for physical fitness, strength exercises for developing waist and abdominal muscles, various skillful passing and grabbing, and team offensive and defensive cooperation. And various daily or non-daily competitions.

These constituted the whole of his life for a long time.

It has been a year since the last time he touched the ball, and it took a lot of time for Chai Jiu, who was physically uncomfortable, to slowly adjust his state.

Of course, the process was not pleasant.

"The rhythm is too chaotic, and the skill is almost zero." Captain Charlie said coldly, "This is the worst dribbling I have ever seen. You have too much to learn."

So the little mole honorably got five 10-minute penalty training.

"Your performance is like a headless chicken," Team Charlie said with a frown. "This is a training ground, not a place for you to play with the ball—a seven-year-old is better than you."

Dozens came back and forth, and the little mole was gasping for breath. The clothes on his body seemed to have been soaked in water. The sweat flowed into his eyes and it hurt. little spark.He heard orders from above his head.

"Muscle strength is too weak, and then do forty sets of waist and abdomen exercises."

"..." Little Mole felt that he could hardly stand up.

"You can go if you can't bear it." Charlie didn't even look at him, as if the second half of the sentence stopped on his lips and he was about to say it——

——Anyway, that’s all you can do.

- We don't need trash like you here.

The past and the present overlap together, making it hard to tell what seems real.

——Weak chicken, how did you sneak into our school?

——This guy is purely here to make up the numbers.

"..." Chai Jiu stopped panting. He lowered his head and bit his lips until he tasted the smell of blood, then squatted down and began to do plank support.

Ordinary players who had already rested sat on seats in the shade of the stadium and pointed at him.

"Is that the new recruit?"

"Hey, it looks good..."

——Looks like a weak chicken.

——Can this kind of weak chicken also be the main candidate?Did you come in through the back door?

The reserve players who joined the club in the first year of senior high school sighed in surprise.

"That senior was punished for training on the first day of training. It's terrible."

"Captain Charlie is really cruel, but..."

All the discussions were interrupted by a cold voice.

"Are you all free? Do you need to practice for a while?"

"No, no, no! No need—" Several people shook their heads quickly, and said in unison, "Senior David, you have worked hard, take a rest, and let us clean it for you!"

All of them seemed to be calm, but they were almost scared to pee in their hearts--they are really fucking alive!David, who has always looked at people coldly with his nostrils, condescendingly condescends to talk to what he sees as 'stupid trash'. It is abnormal enough, and he is sweeping the floor with a broom in his hand. This picture should not be too unreal!

"I feel that Senior David's temper has become more and more strange since he quit the main position..."

I used to just love to put on a bad face, but now I have changed my sex!At first glance, it is too scary.

The secret complaints behind these things are naturally unknown to the parties concerned.And on the flat ground beside the court, Chai Jiu, who has done more than 40 sets of waist and abdomen exercises, is about to feel ill.

Physical strength is not the biggest problem... the biggest problem is that I am so hungry!

I'm starving and don't want to move.

I really want to eat.

Just when the little mole was lying on the ground like a salted fish, several bags of bread, a bar of chocolate, and a bottle of purified water with a green cap fell from the sky.

The little mole who was hit by the sudden food felt a little dazed.

Mom, happiness came so suddenly!

The breeder who fed it overhead was even more sudden!

The author has something to say: After finishing this chapter, my dear stupid author is also hungry & tired like a little mole like a salted fish. .Why can't I write words during the day, but at night until the early hours of the morning, I can only write and think. .This is really amazing, and it can be juxtaposed with another question, that is, 'what time is this article updated every day', and become two unsolved mysteries2333