Yu Mingyang, a third-generation rich man who was born with a golden key in his mouth, grew up in a honey jar. He gets wind and rain whenever he wants, and is the beloved treasure of the whole family.

He drank nectar and jade dew, ate delicacies from the mountains and seas, was transported to and from school in luxury cars, and cruised around the sea during winter and summer vacations. He lived a prosperous and fulfilling life with a hot air balloon as a child, golf as a child, and a horse racing track as a teenager.

In addition, he is generous, has good looks, and has excellent grades. He can be said to have countless friends, and he is fat and thin. He is a perfect match for a winner in life, and has a stable romance male protagonist script. As long as he does not seek death, he can be called the chosen one.

It's a pity that his life is cheap.

He was so cheap that he left the good rich bird alone and rushed to make wild pheasant. He can still recall his words about tigers and wolves in the second period of high school. It was really a septic tank that filled his mind.

"Dad, Mom, I'm tired of living this life with nothing but money!"

"I want to reposition myself, see my own value, and experience an ordinary life! I want to know how powerful I can be without relying on my identity and background."

Perhaps his belief was so strong that it raised God's blood pressure. After he successfully transferred from an international high school to a top university, he met a terrifying and terrible classmate.

The other party's name is "Si Nuocheng". He is good at everything and ranks first in appearance.

From his mind to his appearance, from his strength to his temperament, from his ability to his luck, he has been compared to the dirt. Even when he insults someone, he can do so without using a single curse word.

Stop talking.

For example, he tried his best to gain respect: "Although my grades are not as good as yours, I have more friends than you."

Si Nuocheng quickly answered the question: "Being invincible is of course lonely."

Yu Mingyang:......

For another example, he kept up his efforts: "Although you are more handsome than me, all the girls come to me to confess their love."

Si Nuocheng didn't care very much: "Well, if you hit a wall here, I can only go to your place to regain your place."

Yu Mingyang:......

For another example, he made a desperate move: "When I was twelve years old, my father gave me a BMW worth tens of millions. What I loved most that year was riding it on the 'Elisa' racetrack.

It’s really free and unrestrained.”

Si Nuocheng was very calm: "The racecourse belongs to me."

Yu Mingyang:......

"Are you speaking human language?"

"Are you human?"

From then on, under the all-round bombardment of Si Nuo City, Yu Mingyang lived a life where even money was meaningless.

As the saying goes, "If you can't beat him, join him."

Yu Mingyang repositioned himself as a hot chick, found the value of striving to be the number one subordinate of Boss Si, and truly realized the sadness and joy of a simple life.

To be honest, apart from his identity and background, he is nothing; with his identity and background, he is not even a human being.

The original winner in life was forced to have his account banned, and he transformed from a rich third-generation young master into a "three-bag disciple of the Beggar Gang". He drank milk tea and cola, ate cakes and steamed buns, and took three rounds of public transportation. His life became more and more rough, but his behavior became more and more stable.

I am so stable that my hobby as an adult is SLR photography, which is very "economical". I am so stable that every time I encounter something I can't solve, I don't call my parents, but my boss.

He was so steady that even when Si Nuocheng called and told him, "Come and give me an umbrella," he could tell that there was a rare sense of competitiveness in the other person's tone.

Competitive?

Hey, he's familiar with this.

When he wanted to compete with Si Nuocheng back then, he also had the same desire to win, so...has his relationship met a rival, and is he suspected of being frustrated?

Damn it! I’ll hold an umbrella and watch the show right away! Wait for me!

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In the nature of natural selection, if two equally powerful male lions appear on the prairie, there will naturally be a sense of competition between them, and they will fight to the death until one of them loses.

In a materialistic society, if two equally top talents appear in a field, a strange magnetic field will be formed between them. They will either fight to the end or cooperate to achieve a win-win situation.

This was the case when Si Nuocheng met Ji Si by chance.

Just a casual glance made the hair on his body stand up inexplicably.

As if he had encountered a natural enemy, all the cells in his body were clamoring for discomfort. As soon as he felt rebellious, he advanced instead of retreating. He narrowed his eyes and walked forward, observing the opponent calmly.

A transvestite with his back turned to him, wearing a hood and holding a scepter, slowly raised his head as if filming a movie, revealing half of his profile with extremely handsome outlines.

In an instant, the plainness of winter contrasted with the stillness of the white robe, and there was an indescribable and subtle ancient charm.

However, although the picture is beautiful, the person is poisonous. The man in white robe raised his hand and said seriously: "The rain is coming."

Si Nuocheng:......

ill?

Si Nuocheng walked away.

The opponent was about the same height as him, looked quite strong, and held a big stick in his hand. If he got sick and attacked innocent passers-by, he would be in trouble.

Unexpectedly, within three seconds, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, and it rained heavily on him without giving him any chance to react.

When the rain dripped down his hair, Si Nuocheng retreated under the tree with an expressionless face and stared at the man in white robe without saying a word. When rain comes, it comes, either by chance or because he is born with a crow's mouth.

The man in white robe was stunned for a while, probably not expecting that his words would come true. He looked at him from afar with a "guilty" look, and then hid under another tree dejectedly.

The rain was pouring and continuous, the trees were so small and the people were so tall.

Separated by a thick curtain of rain, two drowned rats were trapped in the cramped environment, staring at each other in silence.

Ji Si and Si Nuocheng looked at each other calmly. First they sighed from the bottom of their hearts, "This guy has a good appearance." Then they instinctively compared their height and frame. Finally, they looked away tacitly to show that they would not interfere with each other.

No need to talk.

A gentle and handsome man with a reserved edge, he is a high priest who plays a villain script and looks like a seasoned high priest.

A handsome and sharp-edged man from a rich family who has the halo of the protagonist and a big dyeing vat.

Just like the penultimate and the second-to-last in the same class will become good friends, and the first and second-place will always be enemies, Ji Si and Si Nuocheng are really a bit...

Discordant atmosphere.

The rain was pouring down, and the wind was blowing hard. All the water on the leaves spilled, hitting them all at the same time.

Ji Si pulled his hood to block the rain, his handsome face clean and refreshing. He glanced at Si Nuocheng, whose clothes were dripping with water, and secretly wondered when this man could no longer hold back and rush out into the rain as soon as possible.

As everyone knows, due to the disharmony between the two parties, his light glance was interpreted by Si Nuocheng as "I have a hood, but you don't."

Si Nuocheng:......

Tactical fallback.

Si Nuocheng leaned against the tree trunk, his long legs crossed, and he had a yuppie temperament. He reached into his arms and took out his wallet, took out a stack of thick green knives, and opened them in a fan shape to cover his head.

As if sighing "I don't have a hood, so I can only use money to protect myself from the rain."

Ji Si:......

In a world where words are hard to describe, is it human affairs to meet someone who is hard to explain in words?

The fire in the outer street was still very strong. It was probably burning something that was difficult to extinguish with water. The invisible monsters were still struggling to death. Ji Si looked up at the gray sky and felt that if he waited any longer, there would be victims who died in vain.

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Regardless of whether there was someone standing opposite, Ji Si raised his hand again: "The rain is coming."

Si Nuocheng:......

If one time is not enough, do it again. Do you think you are the dragon king who sprays water? If you still succeed, I will call you——

Miraculously, the rain was really heavier than before.

Big raindrops pattered on Si Nuocheng's face. Even if he retreated to the thick leaves, he could not escape the fate of becoming a drowned dog. On the other hand, Ji Si, whose white robe seemed to be waterproof, was much cleaner than him.

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Si Nuocheng:...I will call you Crow Mouth.

He was a bit younger after all. I don't know whether it was oppressed by Ji Si's aura or influenced by his mood, but he suddenly felt a little like the desire to win that he had when he was young.

No matter what the occasion, he had never been compared to anyone. When he couldn't speak, he imitated Ji Si's words and said: "Here comes the umbrella."

Silence, silence is shelter from the rain for you and me.

Si Nuocheng was not embarrassed at all. He just calmly took out his mobile phone and dialed the number outside the venue for help: "Come over and deliver an umbrella to me."

Since he pursues excitement, he will follow through to the end. When it comes to comparison, he is never inferior to anyone.

Ji Si:......

The high priest did not speak. He stood quietly under the tree and waited for the fire to die out. Then he looked up at the young man running towards the park path holding an umbrella. The man's face was red and he looked like he wanted to watch a big show.

Oh, the rain has stopped!

The big stick touched the ground lightly, and the clouds closed and the rain stopped.

At this moment, a high priest who had no money, no house, no car, and no one to send him an umbrella turned around and left without even looking back.

So what if someone gives you an umbrella? I am a real man if I can make God happy.

"Hoo, ho, ho... Umbrella! The umbrella is here!" Yu Mingyang ran to Si Nuocheng and looked around, "Hey, I brought two umbrellas specially. Where is the person you are facing?
To be continued...