my stealth fighter

Chapter 392 Hypocrisy
Recalling the past on the 22nd, there will always be a period of time in life where I will pay special attention to my appearance, especially when I was young. When I grow up, I will know that there are many ways to attract the opposite sex besides appearance, such as money, but For a junior high school girl who has no awareness of the importance of money and is influenced by romance novels, appearance is almost everything.

Not only in romance novels, but even in fairy tales from childhood, aren't the protagonists who appear on the stage all "handsome princes" or "beautiful princesses"? The identities of "prince" and "princess" can be replaced by Orion or Cinderella, but the words "handsome" and "beautiful" will only be late, never absent.

No. 22 herself is also a handsome dog. She knows that she has an ordinary appearance, but what she yearns for is a handsome senior. She has always refused the confession from a boy with the same ordinary appearance... There is no way, everyone has passed the second grade.

She is becoming more and more sensitive to her appearance, and she actively accepts the information bombardment from the media and the Internet every day. She soon realizes the crueler fact - for girls, the higher the appearance, the easier it is to get money and status. Personality, morality... Who cares about the academic qualifications of those top Internet anchors and popular actresses with annual incomes of tens of millions?Isn't it all about the face?With a lot of black history, can't you still make money and earn enough?
Female doctors who honestly improve their academic qualifications are called the third gender. Unless the qualifier of "beautiful doctor" is added, they will attract attention. After all, doctors who abuse the street may not be able to make a lot of money, and beautiful doctors are scarce resources. .

At that time, she didn't have enough understanding to make her understand that this is the tragedy of a sick society. When she was young, she only knew that good looks would bring male gods, money and status, but she wanted to change her fate even more against the sky.

If nothing changes, she will only become an unattended high school student, a neglected college student, a professional woman who can only meet men of the same age through friendship, and finally has an affair with a man with the same average appearance against her will. Get married and have children, maybe you will be kicked off when you are old.

Plastic surgery is one way, but she was just in junior high school at the time, and she would have to graduate from high school at least six years later, and her parents might not agree to pay her at that time. No matter how you have to work for a few years and save money... at least ten years.

She looks at the beautiful goddesses in her class and school every day, and she doesn't even want to wait for a year, let alone more than ten years?
There is only one junior high school, high school, and university in life. If you don’t enjoy the wonderful junior high school, high school, and college life, you will miss it forever.

Parents and teachers noticed her decline in academic performance and found that she was always flipping through fashion and beauty magazines, even some masculine magazines, such as photo albums of famous actresses and international supermodels, etc.

After talking openly and honestly with her, her parents and teachers understood her thoughts, but they did not understand her. Instead, they severely criticized her ideological tendency, tore up and sold her collection of magazine photo albums, and sold her romantic feelings. The novel was burned, and she was told that students should focus on learning and not think about these messy things.

Are the parents and teachers right?Perhaps.

Perhaps in the long run, the parents and teachers are correct when the time is zoomed in for decades. They cannot guide her to a prosperous road, but at least it is a stable and ordinary life road.

No. 22, who is a bit of a secondary school student and a little bit rebellious, doesn't accept their opinions. She doesn't want to think about what will happen decades later, she just wants to live a happy life now.

She can see clearly, studying hard for more than ten years like them, and finally becoming an ordinary staff and teacher?But a pretty girl might be selected by scouts just by walking on the street with only her face, join a girl group that becomes popular overnight, and become a popular idol, is that fair?

Waking up every morning, No. 22 was swallowed by a huge despair that was not commensurate with her age, and she was in torment all day long.

From Jiang Chanji, No. 33 and Chen Yiyi's point of view, No. 22 was born in the midst of blessings and didn't know how to be lucky.They all dream of living an ordinary life, besides, there are still many girls who are not as good as the size 22.

But No. 22 has not experienced what they have experienced, so it is impossible to have the same cognition, and she will not compare herself with those who are not as good as herself.

Every day in class, she rested her chin and stared at the profiles of the beautiful girls in the class day after day, taking note of their demeanor and expressions.

Back home, she imitated their smiles in the mirror.

It's a pity that the reason why beautiful girls' frowns and smiles are attractive is because they are beautiful, and if she imitates them, it will only end up as a veritable "frown and frown".

There are rumors that she likes girls, and she doesn't care, she really likes beautiful girls, who doesn't?

Jiang Chanji thought of Aurora. Aurora could become the goddess of the school. Even many girls handed her love letters. Is it because of her good study, strong ability, and invincible family background?There is a certain relationship, but the most important thing is to look good.

Once, on the way home from school, she followed those beautiful girls in the class and walked home. It wasn't that she followed them intentionally, but she just dropped by.

Beautiful girls also like to hold groups, and beautiful girls also like to be friends with beautiful girls. Those beautiful girls are a small group, and they are a small group that the 22nd cannot fit into.

Walking and walking, when passing the downtown area, the giggling and beautiful girls naturally attracted the attention of many passers-by.

At this time, a man in a suit came from the side of the road, handed a business card to one of the class flowers, and asked her if she intended to become an idol.

The heart of No. 22 was distorted by jealousy. How much she wished that this man was a liar, but unfortunately he was not. He is indeed a well-known scout who has discovered several popular or once popular members of girl groups.

Facing the coveted opportunity to reach the sky on the 22nd, Ban Hua thought about it for a while, and said that she wanted to go home and discuss it with her parents, as well as her boyfriend from another school, and she would reply to him the next day.

As expected, Banhua's twitter and ins showed ostentatious tweets—what should I do?Being stopped by scouts in the street, what a hassle!
Banhua's friends all praised her, congratulating her on her debut as an idol, and some people booked her autograph in advance.

On the 22nd, she didn't know how she spent that night. She didn't fall asleep for almost a second. As soon as she closed her eyes, the scout's compliments on Banhua's appearance and Banhua's reserve appeared in front of her eyes.

When she came to school the next day, the whole classroom was crowded with students from the same class and other classes. Everyone gathered around the class flower like a moon, and everyone looked up at the future idol with humble eyes. .

Not long ago, the homeroom teacher who was teaching that face number 22 is not important, but that it is important to improve one's inner quality, faced the chaotic class uncharacteristically, instead of getting angry, he chatted with the class girl with a smile on his face, and even used honorifics, He also expressed that he would lead the whole class to join Banhua's support club.

Number 22's heart was torn apart, half of her heart seemed to be burned by the fire of jealousy, and the other half seemed to be stabbed by the ice of disappointment.

Is this adult hypocrisy?

Face is not important?ridiculous!
On that day, No. 22 left early, pulled away from the laughing class, and returned home in a daze.

Both parents are at work, not at home.

She threw herself into her own bed, buried her face in the pillow, and never wanted to move again.

Banhua's face, her mind has been filled with Banhua's face, no one is more familiar with that face than her, after all, she is quietly observing every day in class, if a small beetle appears quietly on Banhua's face She will even find out the pimples earlier than Ban Hua herself.

Banhua's face from various angles rolled in No. 22's mind, like countless blooming flowers, every expression of Banhua was deeply imprinted in her mind.

It may be because she didn't sleep all night last night. No. 22's head hurts like it's about to explode. Her eyelids are twitching, the corners of her mouth are twitching, her nose is opening and closing, her ears seem to be having a fever, and all the muscles on her face are twitching. spasms involuntarily.

Countless faces of Banhua from various angles began to converge towards the center, forming a three-dimensional face, like a mask, so lifelike, as if Banhua herself was smiling at her.

This face was getting closer and closer, and finally covered No. 22's face suddenly, and she also fell asleep lying on the bed with her face buried in the pillow.

When I woke up, the sun outside the window had already set in the west.

Sleeping in this position made her ache all over and her neck was stiff.

She opened her eyes in a daze, picked up her phone and looked at it, but there was no message or call.

That's right, the whole class is reveling for Ban Hua's promotion to idol, who would have noticed that such an ordinary girl like her left early today.

She propped herself up on the bed and sat up, the pillow was wet, it should be the drool from sleeping.

She turned the pillow over, made the bed, sat on the chair for a while, and checked the time. It was not the usual school time.

In the end, she picked up her schoolbag and left home—she didn't want her parents to know that she skipped class today, otherwise it would be another nagging meal, she might as well sneak back to the classroom before everyone noticed that she was leaving early, and if anyone asked, she would just say stomach Pain went to the infirmary.

On the way to school, a gust of cool wind woke her up a little.

My head still hurts a little, but my mind is no longer filled with Xiaohua's face, I guess I have resigned to my fate, right?

She pressed her temples as she walked, she would have known better if she had taken a painkiller before going out.

"Little girl, are you feeling unwell?"

When she looked up, it was a patrolman, looking at her amiably on a motorcycle.

"No...it's nothing. I didn't sleep well last night and my head hurts." She replied flattered.

"No wonder... are you going to school now? Shall I give you a ride?" The patrolman patted the back seat.

"No, no need, thank you, we're just ahead..." She bowed again and again, thanking the policeman for his kindness in trepidation.

"Okay, come on!"

"thanks……"

Watching the patrolman go away, a warm current rose in her heart, there are still many good people in the world.

"Hi!"

She walked for a while, and suddenly someone ran over from the side and said to her, "Are you feeling unwell?"

She looked up again, stunned.

In front of him was a tall, thin, sunny handsome guy, who looked like a college student, but the key point was that he was really handsome, like a member of a boy group.

She dreams of having a handsome guy of this level strike up a conversation with her, but it's definitely not now, because she slept on her stomach for a long time, her face must have been pressed into a strange mark, her hair is also messy, and her temples have been pinched out several times A nail print, and a college student accosted her, could she be a disgusting lolicon?
"No, it's alright..."

She lowered her head and ran away with a blushing face. After running for a while, she turned her head quietly and saw the handsome college student still watching her from behind, and waving at her when he saw her turning his head.

How could it be... Why did the opposite sex appear at this time?

If my face was as pretty as Banhua, it would be common to strike up a conversation like this.

"Miss, are you feeling unwell? Would you like to come in and sit down for a while?"

When passing by a high-end coffee shop, the well-dressed waiter noticed her and stepped out to greet her.

"No, no, thank you."

She used to have times when she was not feeling well and she struggled to go to school, but she was ignored all the way, and she never felt so much kindness.

She passed through the downtown area again. She knew that her current image was very bad, so she kept walking with her head down, but even so, she still felt that many people were looking at her, men and women, old and young, and when she Looking back, many of them shyly avoided her sight, and some secretly took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

what happened?Why is everyone looking at me?
She quietly checked the school uniform and skirt. Although they were crumpled while sleeping, there seemed to be no open threads.

It must be that my face was red and ugly when I was sleeping. If I knew it, I would not have slept on my stomach!

Passing by a boutique clothing store with a window, she stopped to straighten her hair in front of the window, to see how her face was crushed, before reconsidering whether to go to school.

She was startled when she saw the figure reflected in the glass.

Banhua?

She was sweating from embarrassment, she was already embarrassed enough, if Ban Hua still saw this embarrassed appearance, she would die.

She turned her head quickly, but there was no class flower behind her.

strangeness……

She looked at the window glass again, and the person in the glass was definitely Ban Hua, she was too familiar with Ban Hua.

Ban Hua was wearing the same style of school uniform as her, with one hand resting on her forehead as if she had a headache, her brows were slightly frowning, her eyes were wide open, and her mouth opened in surprise.

I have to say that even though Ban Hua's hair is a bit messy, Ban Hua's slightly sickly appearance looks pitiful on the 22nd, and I can't help but want to take care of her.

She thought about it mockingly, if it was her plain-looking self, she would definitely not have such a pitiful visual effect of pear blossoms with rain.

So... where is my figure?
(End of this chapter)