Chapter 32: Falling to a disadvantage and being defeated (3, 2)
Ji Tengsi also has a good academic resume. He has published two or three influential articles in the field of undergraduate research.
If you must say, he is no worse than Okiya Subaru.
But his bad mood at this moment came from a sense of gap.
It is similar to a very motivated student who studies hard for a semester and gets close to full marks on the final exam, which is already an excellent result.
His unmotivated and playful classmate skipped classes, slept, and played games. He was never seen studying, but he got second place in the class in the same exam.
The classmate's grades may still not be as good as the top student, but in the eyes of other students, the top student is still the best. However, the top student himself will have a serious sense of imbalance and separation.
——This sense of imbalance became even more profound as we interacted with each other afterwards.
Jito Shiya's hands-on ability is above average.
He is better at studying theories and analyzing the background factors behind experimental phenomena. He also has excellent logical thinking and can easily write thousands of lines of code.
But when he and Subaru Okiya disassembled the experimental equipment together, he painfully discovered that he was far inferior to the other party in terms of hands-on ability and mechanical sensitivity!
This pink-haired young man seemed to be particularly talented in this area. Whether it was the caliber of the launcher or the adjustment of the equipment parameters, he could handle it easily as if he knew the standard answer in advance.
Install, test, capture fleeting special data, adjust the best angle...
"We need to eliminate the background noise of the environment... Let's calibrate the detector first and then set the threshold! Let me try this..." The tall pink-haired young man lowered his head and fiddled with the complicated instruments on the table carefully. His eyes were still squinting under the thin-framed glasses as if he couldn't open them.
He rolled up his sleeves to reveal his tight muscles. He rested his forearms on the table and adjusted the knobs in his hands.
There was a row of knobs with overly high sensitivity and many variables. When Ji Teng Siye adjusted them, it took him two or three hours to reach the optimal position. But when they were in his hands, they became very obedient.
The equipment problems that had troubled Ji Teng Shiye for many days were all solved by him in just over ten minutes.
Should I say that the mentor is worthy of being a mentor? He picked such a partner for him.
Subaru Okiya and he have complementary abilities. If they work together, they will surely be able to solve this problem in the shortest possible time and with the least amount of detours.
Ji Teng Siye secretly clenched his fist and then released it.
He moved closer to Okiya Subaru to observe his movements, but he couldn't help at all.
He was now in a state of anxiety, his brain lacking oxygen, just like an insomniac in the middle of the night, his body was clearly exhausted, but his mind was exceptionally clear, and his wandering thoughts were completely out of control.
This is wrong!
There's absolutely no need to be jealous of him!
Everyone has strengths, and it is impossible for him to compare himself with everyone!
Does he have to be jealous of his seniors in the lab who are better than him? Does he, a theoretical physicist, have to compete head-on with mechanical engineers in experimental operation ability?
But……
This person whom he had always looked down upon, this person who had no ambition and no skills, actually surpassed him in the field he was proud of!
Unwilling to accept...
"Kito-kun? Kito-kun?" The voice interrupted his distraction.
"Do you see anything else that needs to be replaced?"
There was a trance hidden under Ji Teng Siye's cold face, and he focused his scattered eyes.
The pink-haired young man who had just been bending over to dismantle the machinery had finished his work, stood up and smiled at him.
Only then did Ji Teng Si realize that this man, who looked harmless but always made him feel a sense of crisis, was tall and well-proportioned. His clothes made him look thin but revealed his strong muscles. His shoulders were much broader than his.
At first glance, the good-tempered smile is so unfathomable!
"...No, you just record all the parameters of the instrument, and I can refer to them later..."
He said in an almost floating voice: "Thank you for your help, Okiya-kun. You helped me a lot."
The abnormality in his condition was about to overflow, and the black-haired young man suppressed the shock in his heart and tried to praise the other party with a tone of gratitude and admiration. He tried too hard and even seemed a little hypocritical.
"You're amazing, Okiya-kun. You got the hang of it so quickly even though you just got the design drawings of the instrument." The sour taste in his words was covered up by a "sincere" expression, and he looked at the other person sincerely.
He even reached out and patted the other person's sturdy shoulders, his words revealing enthusiasm: "With you here, our progress will surely advance by leaps and bounds! Please be sure to come often, I can't do it so perfectly alone."
The pink-haired man looked natural. He did not avoid Ji Teng Siye's sudden touch, nor did he directly respond to his suggestion to "come often". He just humbly replied repeatedly: "No, Ji Teng-kun is better. Without your preparation, I would never have thought of using this method to do experiments. I might not even know what the instrument is for."
Yes, you don’t know because you never take them to heart.
Once you pay attention to this, you will learn faster than anyone else...
Ji Tengsi also listened to the other party's humble self-deprecation and compliments to himself, without feeling the slightest joy in his heart.
He confirmed his guess again: this was a person who was very good at pretending - the same kind as him!
As expected, what he hated most was “the same kind” of people.
It was past eight in the evening, and as close classmates, they should have gone out for dinner together to get to know each other better. But neither of them was in the mood to socialize.
For Jiang Jiu's version of Kito Siye, this was their first confrontation and he was defeated miserably.
For Shuichi Akai, who was wearing the disguise of Subaru Okiya, this was a test he had to go through to perfect his fake identity. He had successfully completed this task and had enough contact with classmates from a campus background.
This "campus idol" who always causes him trouble probably won't bother him again in the short term.
It is better to stay away from a public figure like this whose every move is watched by people.
However, to be on the safe side——
Kito Shiya, who was trying to control himself from being distracted, was suddenly patted on the shoulder in a friendly manner by Okiya Subaru.
Is he really friendly or just pretending to be friendly? I dare not speculate at all!
She resisted the urge to brush him off and calmed herself, knowing that today's confrontation was over and she could leave.
Just like when they first met in the afternoon, they parted with enthusiasm and hypocrisy, decently and harmoniously.
*
Ji Teng Si also returned to the dormitory, and there were still twenty minutes until nine o'clock in the evening. This was the time he had originally planned to go for a night run.
He has the habit of exercising on time, and night running is his most common way.
He took out the laptop from his bag and pulled out the photo he had just taken with his mobile phone. On it was the title of Okiya Subaru's article - although he had it memorized, he still took a photo of it to be on the safe side.
Jiang Jiu discovered that although Ji Tengsi also had excellent qualities such as [outstanding ability] and [brilliant talent], his memory ability was only at the level of an average person. At best, he could focus more than an average person. So he could not memorize everything he saw, but was good at summarizing and generalizing.
He first "read" Okiya Subaru's paper carefully.
The article has a fluent narrative, substantial content, and novel and prominent innovations, and is truly worthy of the journal in which it was published.
…
There is nothing to doubt, they are just that excellent.
Ji Teng Si also sat in a chair and cleared his mind.
In fact, there was no need for him to compare himself with her. After all, there was no direct competition between them. It was obvious that she didn't care about her grades in college. Maybe she had other things to do at home, just like he had focused on his music career before...
It would be too petty to continue comparing ourselves like this...
Stop thinking about it!
He closed his computer, put on his sneakers and went out for a run.
They were a pair of blue and white striped sneakers with neat and regular patterns, clean and refreshing, which made him feel comfortable.
Run three steps - inhale - three steps - exhale...
However, the exercises that used to help him clear his mind didn't work at all now!
One lap, two laps...
My shoelaces are untied, oh my god!
Why do I feel like so many things are not going well today? Is it because I didn’t follow the plan strictly?
"Jito-kun!" A girl who was also jogging at night passed by and greeted Jito Si with a smile.
"Congratulations on winning the 'New Technology' competition! That's amazing!"
Ji Teng Si also nodded at her and gave her a smile. Then he slowed down his pace, walked down the runway to tie his shoelaces, and avoided this meaningless social interaction.
This is indeed an award that makes him very proud. It is the result of him leading several younger classmates to practice again and again and working hard for several days and nights.
But that's not worth mentioning anymore.
He now has a new, more important goal.
*
The Nine Square Formation woke up.
On the third night after he fell into a coma.
Unfortunately, his classmates are all out on missions, and only Jia Ruzhong Xiaozi is left in the technical college, and he is not in the infirmary now.
Jiu Fang Zhen had gotten used to the feeling of dizziness and weakness after waking up from [madness], which was similar to not having eaten enough. Many times, he was tightly bound in the confinement room and woke up under the suppression of countless spells and prohibitions around him.
What was rare was that this time he opened his eyes while lying down, without any chains. He looked so decent, as if he had just woken up from a long sleep and was able to get out of bed and go out normally.
His muscles weren't even too weak, and he wasn't weak at all like before! His physical condition was even at its peak - he could run five laps around the playground!
There was no light in the room, it was pitch black, and he bumped into the bed legs and the IV rack repeatedly, which made Jiu Fang Zhen a little annoyed.
The Heaven and Curse gave him severe night blindness. Or maybe it wasn't night blindness, because his vision during the day seemed to be blurred by Gaussian.
However, perhaps because he was too "excited" before, his mood swings are very weak now, and his brain and spirit are in a state of fatigue.
Normally he might have been more panicked, but now his mind was unusually calm.
Not wanting to bring up any "anger" emotion, he randomly chose a direction in the darkness and groped forward, stumbling around trying to find the door and turn on the light.
Even though he didn't feel fear for the time being, he still disliked the dark environment - at least it allowed him to understand his surroundings.
Was he sent back to the family because he fell into "that state"?
Isn't this a confinement room? Why does he feel that his magic power is flowing smoothly without any stagnation caused by the sealing spell?
When did the empty little room in the confinement room have so many beds and obstacles?
Jiu Fang Zhen was hit on the knee by an unknown object again and was confused.
He groped his way to the wall, searched along the wall, and found the door.
The door was not locked and opened easily. There was a fresh scent of grass and trees outside, so it seemed that he was not in the family.
So he was taken back to the college?
His memory at that time was not very clear. He always found it difficult to recall what happened after he went crazy. If he wanted to know what happened, he usually had to listen to others.
Other people's stories are always highly subjective.
Whenever the elders mentioned that period of his life, they always shouted and cursed at him, complaining that he couldn't control himself and had brought so much trouble to the family.
If I were an assistant supervisor, I would try hard to conceal the fear in my words and describe his madness objectively and without any emotional bias.
However, auxiliary supervisors never face such horrific incidents directly on the scene. They only hear about it from others and convey other people's attitudes in a tactful way.
There was no one around him now, so he couldn't determine his location for the time being.
Jiu Fang Zhen felt very sad.
The most direct way for humans to obtain information is through vision, which is also the most efficient way. But at night, he is no different from being blind.
He couldn't even confirm his own location - that is to say, if he was unconscious, anyone could transfer him to an unfamiliar environment at will, and he would be unable to resist, and it would even be difficult for him to discover this!
This forced "slowness" always made him feel insecure. Jiu Fang Zhen knew that he had to remain vigilant and suspicious at all times in order to quickly detect anything wrong around him!
He shook his head and cheered himself up.
“Pah—”
The light switch was turned on.
"Huh? You're awake! Those two guys don't have to bother me anymore."
When Ieiri Naoko saw the light in the infirmary was on, she came over from the lounge next door.
She looked puzzledly at Jiu Fang Zhen, who was standing at the door with one eye tightly covered.
"What's wrong? Is there anything else that hasn't been cured?"
The thin boy who just woke up lowered his head, supported himself against the wall with one hand, and pressed his left eye with the other hand, with his fingertips pressing so hard that it seemed as if he wanted to dig his eyeball out!
The hands that were holding onto the wall were trembling and curled up, scratching the wall and making a creaking sound that made people's scalp tingle.
“Puff——”
Blood splattered everywhere, and the farthest one splashed on the white coat of the reversal magician.
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