With two gossip masters, Da Xiaoxiao and PHS, the story about Niu Shili and I using Fu Yanjie to bet quickly reached the monitor’s ears.

"Ye Lin, I heard that in a competition between you and Niu Shili, who scores more points, and the loser has to drink a whole bottle of Fuyanjie?"

During the break between classes in the afternoon, the monitor came over and asked me with an expression of disbelief.

"Hmph, it's not a comparison between Niu Shili and me." I corrected, "It's a total score comparison between me and other team members!"

In fact, those two snorts were barely fake. The harder Niu Shili and his team trained, the less I could laugh.

"Is one person competing with four people?" The squad leader's bright black eyes blinked again and again, "Are you so confident? What will you do if you lose?"

"Wow hahaha, how could I lose?"

In the classroom of Grade 2 (3), the person who pretends to be a hero with an unnatural expression and speaks incoherently, could it be me?

"No matter how hard a mortal tries, he can't defeat a genius! Moreover, my level of NB can no longer be described by the word 'genius'! I...I am simply a god! Those mortals will surely be on the road to surpassing gods.

Fu Yanjie, who encountered the wall of sighs, finally realized her own stupidity and weakness, and cried bitterly to accept the divine punishment!"

My arrogant and domineering words burst out from my chest with a mellow tone that could make a ferocious beast change its color. The stubborn man nodded. The squad leader was so frightened in front of my majestic power that his whole body trembled and he quickly knelt down.

He came down and kowtowed and apologized: "Master Ye Lin, as a mortal, I dare to question your ability. I am really bold. Please forgive me!"

You must have guessed that the above paragraph was completely out of my imagination. In fact, the squad leader just half-squinted his eyes at me and said disdainfully:

"Did you take the wrong medicine?"

Eh? What's your attitude? Even if you don't kneel down and beg for forgiveness, you should at least say some words of encouragement to me! For the honor of Class 2 (3), I have to cross the raging river full of women and women!

After hearing that I claimed to be a god and that the other team members were all mortals, Niu Shili angrily took the other team members to the playground to practice. As they walked in the corridor, they discussed how they must make me unlucky.

"Ye Lin, you...you have a white hair..."

The monitor changed the topic for some reason, and looking at her expression, she looked as if she suddenly felt unwell.

So what if I have a gray hair? Originally, I have oily hair and a lot of dandruff, so I don’t usually take care of it. Occasionally, it’s not surprising that a hair will turn white due to malnutrition, even if it’s because of the recent pressure on me.

There are too many things to do, so what can I do if I'm in a hurry? A real warrior like me can't bend even under the weight of Mount Tai. Even if I'm on the guillotine, I still have to tell a joke to the executioner, even if all the mortals in the world unite to deal with me.

This God, don’t even think of making me look sad!

But the monitor didn't seem to care how my hair turned white. She just felt that this white hair stood out among my black hair, which made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Please pull out this white hair."

The monitor said in a consultative tone.

"Eh? If you tell me to pull it out, I'll pull it out. I'll be embarrassed if others find out!"

"It's just a hair, what will happen if you pull it out!"

The monitor's tone became urgent, and his pretty face turned slightly red.

At first I didn’t understand why the monitor was so obsessed with a hair, but to be honest, I liked seeing her anxious, so I chatted again:

"Don't you know the story of Xiahou Dun pulling out his arrows and chewing his eyes in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"? Your body, hair and skin are inherited from your parents, so you shouldn't give them away! Even if it's just a hair on your head, you can't just pluck it out!"

"You are sophistry!" the squad leader shouted, "You are not from ancient times. Don't you usually get a haircut? Do you eat all the cut hair back into your stomach after a haircut?"

While the monitor was speaking, her eyes were still fixed on the white hair on my forehead, as if it were a sharp thorn poking into her flesh.

It suddenly dawned on me.

It's the monitor's obsessive-compulsive disorder!

Demanding fairness and reasonableness everywhere, so that everything is in its proper place, from the perspective of "Dungeons and Dragons" is the "lawful good camp", but from a medical perspective, it is obsessive-compulsive disorder!

I remember that the squad leader tied his shoelaces in different ways when walking and riding a bicycle! Shu Zhe also mentioned to me that the monitor, who never spends money recklessly, once saw a row of jigsaw puzzles in a store because they were unopened.

The jigsaw puzzles were all messed up, which made the squad leader uneasy, so he had to spend all his money to buy them all, take them home and put them together overnight! The finished jigsaw puzzles are still stored in a safe place at home, and no one is allowed to touch them.

Because once she messes up, she has to start from scratch again!

One of the main manifestations of obsessive-compulsive disorder is demanding that things around me remain intact, balanced, and symmetrical. It must be because my white hair that sprouted halfway destroyed the overall balance, so the monitor felt uncomfortable all over after seeing it.

ah!

It doesn't matter if I have two white hairs, right? If I have two symmetrical white hairs, even if I look like a cricket with a white beard in the eyes of others, the squad leader will definitely blame me.

Are you satisfied with the symmetry? What kind of distorted aesthetics do you have!

And why should I accommodate your aesthetic sense? Even if it is "women only look good to please themselves", you should be the one to wear a miniskirt and show your absolute range to me. It has nothing to do with me, a pure man!

So I raised my left hand and looked at my watch, reminding her that besides my white hair, I also had a lot of asymmetries. For example, I didn't wear a watch on my right hand.

"Humph, anyway, this hair is growing on the top of my head. I'm free to pull it out or not. You have no right to interfere!"

"You...why are you so stingy!"

"Hey, squad leader, are you a little too strict? This is my hair, not yours. If it is your hair, you can pluck it out at will!"

The squad leader looked at me hatefully, "You don't even have to pluck out a dime, and you still claim to be a god!"

Eh? What does not plucking a hair have to do with God? I haven’t heard that Jesus particularly liked to pluck the hair of the twelve disciples, right? Did Judas betray Jesus because he didn’t get Jesus’ hair? According to you, Sun Wukong did it because he was on the way to learn the scriptures.

Did you pluck out a lot of hair to become a victorious Buddha?

"I won't help myself anyway. Haven't you heard the idiom 'can't help myself'?"

"Can't help myself is not an idiom." After correcting me, the monitor said with bright eyes: "If you don't want to help yourself, then I can help you..."

Just at this time, Xiao Qin and Da Xiaoxiao came back from outside the classroom. They realized that someone was watching behind them. The monitor's hand had just stretched out, but before it had time to make contact with my head, he retracted it again.

Later, I heard Xiong Yaoyue complaining loudly to someone: The squad leader performed very poorly in the volleyball practice that day. He made many mistakes that shouldn't have been made. He was so distracted that he didn't know what he was thinking.

The troubled girl immediately guessed: "I'm probably in love! I don't know how to express my love to my sweetheart, so I'm confused!"

This topic aroused the interest of the students, and three or five girls gathered together to discuss it in low voices. However, Xiong Yaoyue stood aside impatiently and threw the volleyball in her hand into the air.

“喂,你们要是讨论出了结果,搞明白了班长的心上人是谁,就告诉我一声啊!我替她送情书也行,对方要是不同意我揍到他同意也行,总之赶快给我恢复

It’s normal!”

After that, there was a rare music class that was not occupied. When everyone was chattering and running to the music classroom, I, who was tone-deaf, lay on the desk and fell asleep. I thought whether it would be better to sit up and run an online store later, or go to the playground.

Go up and practice basketball for a while.

It looked like I was asleep, but actually when I was awake, from the corner of my eye, I saw a girl with long black hair approaching quietly, as if she was an assassin in an online game preparing to stab me in the back.

Damn, isn't this the squad leader? Your image is a bit different from that of an upright policewoman! The music class has started, and you don't lead everyone to sing, and you run back to the classroom without saying anything, and your actions are like a thief. What on earth are you doing?

What do you want to do to me lying on the table?

Curious, I continued to pretend to be asleep. After the squad leader approached me step by step, he carefully looked around to see if there was no one around, and finally stretched out his hand, trying to pull out the white hair from my forehead without anyone noticing.
Chapter completed!