male god effect

65.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

The little ruffian with the baseball cap on one side said with a smile, stretched out his hand and pulled up Chai Jiu, who was lying on the ground, and gave him a suffocating bear hug while shouting.

"Do you want to go down! Classmate Chai Jiu? Tsk, the attitude is so cold——"

Chai Jiu's face turned red from being embraced by her. It took him a long time to get used to Zhai Bao's hooking his shoulders, hugging his neck, rubbing his head and attacking from behind unexpectedly. The behavior of attacking, but the aggression from the frontal battlefield like the little ruffian is really overwhelming.

Especially when you realize that the other party is actually a girl... it makes you feel even more uncomfortable.

The little ruffian's hair was cut shorter, with a few gray highlights in the black hair, and a string of silver stud earrings on the ears with white earphones.As usual, he had a lollipop in his mouth, his back was slightly hunched and his hands were in his pockets, looking like a ruffian.Seeing that Chai Jiu was troubled by her appearance, he could only wave his hands.

"Okay, just kidding. Eat something quickly, I will eat with you—"

The little ruffian hooligan Xixi spread his legs and sat on the ground, while talking, he tore open a bag of bread, took a big bite, and then stuffed a bag for Chai Jiu.

"Eat, eat, you're welcome...it's okay, I'm not too hungry, save everything for me if you don't need...hey, slow down! You won't lose money if you choke to death..."

Five minutes later, the little ruffian looked at the pile of wrapping paper in the garbage bag with a sore face, and sighed while resting his forehead.

"Finally understand why sister Lang Xin had no money when she was in the Kendo club, so she had to borrow a meal card from me..."

"Huh?" The little mole, who was chewing food with puffed cheeks, looked at the little ruffian blankly, and the latter learned a bloody lesson from him——

Feeding is risky, please be cautious when entertaining guests!

It wasn't his own money that was lost, but the little ruffian still couldn't help complaining silently in his heart.

In fact, this kid is not poor at all, but because he can eat too much, so he is living poor, right?

"Luqika Sharma Shiwani...student," Chai Jiu, who couldn't memorize it, had to omit the long list of names behind, "Why are you in the team?"

The little ruffian was wearing a baseball cap and a black tracksuit with the team's logistics armbands on his sleeves.

"Hey, of course I miss Chai Jiu~"

Seeing that the little ruffian was about to rush to hug him again, the witty little mole quickly avoided it.

"Just kidding." The little ruffian scratched his chin and said, "It took a lot of effort to get into the position of delivering boxed lunches. The reason, it's a long story... Let me show you first This! Have you seen it anywhere?"

The little ruffian took off his coat and turned around, lifted his T-shirt to expose his back, and pointed to his lower back.

"Last and last week, I followed Sister Lang Xin to the underwear store. I saw Sister Lang Xin got a tattoo here in the fitting room. That's what it looks like!"

"..." Chai Jiu suddenly understood Zhai Bao's psychology when he beat up the person in front of him every day.

Why are stalkers always able to express their gentry (bian) shi (tai) behavior so naturally and harmlessly? !

"So I made a quick decision and went to the tattoo shop that night to get a tattoo exactly like Sister Lang Xin's! As a result..."

The little ruffian was a little wilted at this point.

The little mole is not very interested in the emotional path of the rascal in front of him, but touching his full stomach—oh no, touching his conscience, he still has to try his best to pretend to care and let the other party say Since the conversation continued smoothly, he rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked 'how was the result'.

The result is... the happy little ruffian was using his mobile phone to peek at Lang Xin's Twitter every day, and found that the other party had posted a photo with a half-naked man wearing team sports shorts without showing his face on May 20th. Two people also got the same tattoo...

Then, for the next five or six minutes, the little ruffian scolded with righteous indignation while using all kinds of incredible reasoning and argumentation, and labeled the boy who lay down the gun without even showing his face for no reason, as a universe-level unscrupulous scumbag Tag of.

"Anyway, the man with the couple tattoos with Sister Lang Xin is in this team! I sneaked in all this time to find that bastard! So... Chai Jiu, please! Please help me!"

"No." The little mole resolutely refused.

Don't do such weird things.

"Don't—think about it again." The little ruffian licked his lips and discussed, "It's a big deal, how about packing your lunch in the future?"

who?Who just said inexplicable?This is really a very meaningful thing!

The little mole touched its full belly again—oh, it’s not a conscience, it shamefully compromised with the breeder, and finally gnawed on its nails for a long time, holding back a sentence.

"Can I have creme brulee tomorrow?"

"Okay." The little ruffian heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he was going to bring something expensive, but he didn't expect it was just a small dessert for children.

"Can I... want a big cup?"

"sure."

"Can I have two copies..."

"It's fine."

So the eyes of the little mole, who was still like a salty fish just now, were instantly filled with excitement.

"..." The little ruffian's throat was choked, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

This guy is really not usually satisfied!

66.

Ever since she took over the assignment from the little ruffian, Chai Jiu had to pay attention to the players around her, such as her roommates.

Except for Hans who was always hostile at first, the others just kept a distance.Except for William with red hair and Tom with black hair and green eyes.The one who often lifts dumbbells is Quinn, and the one who watches TV is Kurosawa Toru... When Chai Jiu heard this name for the first time, many bad memories that can be described as embarrassing flooded in Chai Jiu's mind.

I can't bear to look at the name, I can't bear to look at the person.

It feels like this person is like a walking mosaic...

The five of them almost went in and out at the same time, and kept the same schedule. When they were outside, they ate together, went to class and went to training together, and the pace was very consistent.In the dormitory, although they each do their own things, they often chat and play poker together. They have a good understanding with each other, and even the burden of shaking when joking is a sentence that outsiders cannot understand.

William, who is active and active, is the core of the group. Quinn is the first to cooperate but rarely expresses his opinions.Hans didn't seem to be able to accept the fact that David left the dormitory, but he soon joined William's small group.

It was as if an invisible wall separated them from Chai Jiu.Or it can be said that they are more united than ever in the face of this outsider.

Isolated, ignored, ostracized.

Unwelcome people are the same no matter where they go.So, don't have any illusions and expectations about the future from the very beginning.

If you understand this truth earlier, you will be able to suffer less damage.

This is the survival rule that Chai Jiu has learned all along while huddled in the shell.

"What are you thinking about when passing the ball? You are still distracted on the court!" Captain Charlie's reprimand sounded, "Is it the same when you are playing?"

"Count how many points you lost just now!"

"Is the brain used as a decoration?"

Chai Jiu let out a long breath, and the daily hell torture mode started.

The ordinary high school players around began to whisper.

"It's starting again today, Captain—"

"I really don't know how much hatred the captain has with this new senior. Every day he picks faults and reprimands him severely, and punishes him to death every now and then..."

Of course, Chai Jiu couldn't hear these comments, because he had just finished the process of "being scolded to death" and was entering the stage of "being punished to death" under the sun.

"Today ended so late again, why did your big black-faced captain torment you again?" The little ruffian carried a plastic bag and packed bento, chocolate, mineral water with a green lid, and the pudding that Chai Jiu missed every day. Take it out.

"..." Chai Jiu sat under the shade of a tree after wiping off his sweat, buried her face in her knees and replied sullenly, "The combined pass always fails when it comes to me."

He, William Tom Hans, and the others couldn't even get along with each other in their daily interactions, let alone the practice of combining passes that tested tacit understanding.

Then of course he was trained as a dog by Captain Charlie.

"But I think Chai Jiu is great," the little ruffian said with a lollipop in his mouth. "It's just that your captain is too fierce. Compared with him, the president below is like an angel, okay?"

To be reasonable, although Zhai Bao always beat up the members of the commune when he disagreed with him - only the little ruffian, every few days when the uncle came, he was a little manic, but there was really nothing to be ashamed of.

"Speaking of which, for the sake of eating so many puddings, you can satisfy your next curiosity." The little ruffian chewed the candy and said, "Why didn't you play football back then?"

Chai Jiu was picking up a piece of pudding to eat, but the hand holding the fork froze in mid-air.

——Why did you give up football?senior!

The same question echoes in a different time and space.

--Why?Why?Why?

The voices overlapped and amplified continuously until they were deafening.

—Senior...but our faith!

Sorry, the boy in the jersey who was submerged in it slowly shook his head in the void.

I do not deserve.