Actually I Am Not A God

2021-12-09

  Chapter 18 Campus Celebrities?

On this campus, Takane is more or less a familiar person.

Because he wears gold glasses in school, and he is the only male individual who is dressed neatly and elegantly.

Compared with the maturity pursued by adults, high school students are still in a more primordial hormonal posture. All kinds of scenes of sweating and wanton roaring abound, just to win the beauties—just the beauties they think—slightly smiled.

And Takane, who wears gold glasses and a small suit required by the school, looks pretentious in the eyes of other men is not so friendly. Especially when the silhouette of this person often appears in school commendation meetings, podiums, and gymnasium speeches, most people will feel even more unhappy.

Think about it, when my high school life was not so colorful, a handsome four-eyed guy who was very well-dressed was the king of papers in the class all day, everyone said it was okay, the relationship Not bad, but I'm afraid that this king of scrolls will disappear on the spot.

But in fact, Takane didn't plan to compete with them for girls' favor, nor did he plan to mess with them. He knew that the outside world was more exciting, and he never planned to stay here for a lifetime.

Great people are indeed able to build their own hometown, but Takane thought about it carefully. The hometown he built by his ability might not conform to his own aesthetics. It is better to study obediently and honestly.

So when Takane like this came back to the class, it didn't attract many people's attention. It was just about to start. The whole class was in the class, and occasionally three or two people said hello.

Nodded to the person who said hello, Takane sat on his seat and spread out his book. When I was about to study, I saw the boy sitting in front of me turning his head.

That curious smile made Takane's mind chuckle, feeling that it might not be a good thing to say.

"Eh, I heard that you have a good relationship with the president?"

"Why do you have such an illusion?"

Boy, Takane sat on the chair and opened the notebook, and asked without looking up:    "What caused you to have the illusion that I would find a girlfriend at this stage, which would affect my grades and my path to school?" If you have this free time, it’s better to learn more."

"Don’t pretend, it’s spread all over the cafeteria."

The boy waved his hand in disbelief, like It is to get rid of something bad.

"The young and old girls in our middle school and high school are all for your rival for love. As a man, can you give me some ideas?"

"You mean a school In the two school years of junior high school and high school, a total of more than 500 girls were selected from the top ten, and then two of them were selected to be called rivals for love. I don’t think this is a good adjective."

To the curious boy, Takane took out a pen and paper, and responded seriously.

"And I personally think that the most regrettable thing for students like us without innate talent is wasting time in high school to fall in love. Is it okay to study obediently and honestly and have a good grade?"

"Okay, it's useful for you, but not for us. In short, how does it feel to spend time with the school's first beautiful girl?"

"It didn't make much sense. I talked about the problems that the student association would deal with, and then I went to the data room for a noon and just came back."

"...That's it?"

"Do you think I am Are you full of women and naked like you?"

Takane sneered, pushed the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the student in front of him seriously.

"And I suggest that you better not have so many useless curiosities and questions. Trying to enrich yourself is the most important thing."

"Don't talk about this? What can we say? What can we say about the results?"

Is this the strength of the king?   The boy sitting in the chair looked at Takane with an unfathomable mystery.

"Stop teasing, aren't you the only ones who can go outside in this city? And the student union is really long and beautiful, with black silk, long legs, good figure, and a heavy chest, how nice Huh? Why are you so unhappy?"

"I have no good impressions of people who have poor academic performance, people who have problems with their brains, and people who each minding their own business who move themselves. Unfortunately. She has all three of them. Although I don’t have any disgusting feelings for her, I can’t talk about liking her."

"Are you serious?"

"Really ."

"Then brother, should I chase her?"

"Ha, whatever. I'm not her parents, so I don't have the right to choose for her. Besides, I work hard. It’s really useful. Why don’t you believe that studying hard at this time is your only chance to get rid of the air-conditioning and class?"

It doesn’t mean anything to her, right? Then the brothers are going to give it a go. Don’t regret it when the time comes."

"……"

When the time comes, regret yourself I'm afraid it's not me in life.

In the face of the high school student, who seemed arrogant and sneered secretly, Takane shook the head.

Not to mention the changes in Heaven and Earth turning upside down brought about by his ability, just because the transmigrator has the memory of previous life, he knows how terrifying poverty is.

It can tear all romantic, beautiful, hopeful, and reverie things to pieces.

Being able to recall his loneliness in high school at least means that he survived. This is the privilege of the wealthy. And how many people are struggling in poverty, they can only use the so-called youth of high school to paralyze their present.

Looking at the high school student who is overwhelming with useless counseling hormones, Takane shook the head, continuing to fill in his knowledge and understanding of human society.

In the process of learning, time always goes by quickly, and it is time to end school in a blink of an eye.

A group of boys are discussing how to make an encounter, and Takane has packed his things and plans to go home and get something to eat for his hapless younger sister.

But Takane has forgotten that sometimes when you are good enough, other people's yearn for something even in dreams often come to you who you don't want.

"Is Takane classmate here?"

"...I am."

Is this woman a dog?    Looking at that class and running to his door, stammering showed the appearance of a little girl, and Takane frowned inadvertently at the student president who was greeting him.

He actually hates this kind of eye-catching appearance. However, Nangongyan also masters the core technology of Spiritual Qi, and can perfectly enter the overall human social system. Social relations are an indispensable point. Besides, they didn't do anything wrong, and Takane could only pinch his nose-still in the process of debugging-and got close to her.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

Facing the student president who seemed hesitant, Takane asked in a low voice. Pretending not to notice the sight of the needle stick behind.

"Let’s drop in after school, shall we go back together?"

A smile appeared on the delicate face of the student president, and before Takane could speak, he lowered his voice and said:    "Actually, there are things about our career. Let's talk more about it on the way back. Maybe we will go outside in a while, and we will just talk about it at this time."

"How do you Knowing that we must go outside? Are you not the guard of Spring Town?"

"Intuition. And don't look at me like this, I am a genius in terms of cultivation."

No less than you Kind of genius.

Seeing Takane's disbelief, Nangongyan lowered her head and leaned over, and said in a low blushing face.

(End of this chapter)