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On the social platform of Little Blue Book, which is full of glamor and illusory life, the interaction between Jimei is not a harmonious scene, but a subtle and complex competitive relationship. This phenomenon is called "female competition". It is like an invisible net that tightly entangles the mood, emotion and self-esteem of each girl, making people want to explore the mystery.

Imagine if a girl with a very pure temperament posted a selfie on Little Blue Book, with the sun shining on her face, reflecting her bright eyes and sweet smile. Such a photo should have attracted blessings and praise, but in fact, the comment area is full of various sarcasms. For example, someone would comment: "Jimei, why are you still using such a low-grade lipstick? I have used a lipstick that costs thousands of yuan, and it was given to me by my boyfriend." Behind this sentence, there is a hidden meaning of comparison and comparison, as if silently declaring: Although you are beautiful, the resources and love I have are the most worthy of pride.

Youruo was extremely confused by this. She thought to herself, this seemingly glamorous girl is just an ordinary person, why is she attacked so ruthlessly? And those commenters, who were obviously full of disparagement of her in their words, seemed to be trying to raise their own status. She couldn't help but start to wonder, what kind of psychology does this competition come from? Is it jealousy? Or doubts about self-worth?

When another slightly fat girl posted her photos, the comment area showed a completely different picture. No matter how ordinary her photos were, the comment area was always full of enthusiastic praise: "Sister, you have a great foundation!" "I think you are really beautiful!" These comments were like a warm spring breeze, instantly dispelling the doubts in Youruo's heart. She couldn't help but wonder, is this reversal of praise sincere, or a manifestation of collective self-comfort?

Youruo was full of questions, but she didn't find the answer immediately. She began to observe the interactions of these Jimei, trying to sort out the relationship. She found that those Jimei who left messages to the slightly fat girl seemed to use this method to offset their inner uneasiness and anxiety. They are constantly praising others to cover up their desire for beauty and dissatisfaction with their bodies. But this is not a real support, but an invisible competition, as if telling each other: I can also find my own beauty.

However, Youruo's observation was not recognized by everyone. When she expressed some views on this phenomenon in the comment area, it immediately attracted a strong backlash from the girls. She just said a few truths and was besieged by a group of girls, and the comment area became noisy in an instant. Youruo felt helpless and aggrieved. She just wanted to express her true feelings, but was misunderstood as an attack on them. Those comments were like sharp blades, piercing her heart and making her feel that there was nowhere to escape.

In this storm of public opinion, Youruo gradually realized that the environment she was in was not a simple social platform, but a battlefield full of competition and comparison. She began to reflect on whether she had also participated in this competition unknowingly? She thought of the pure girl. Perhaps her kindness and beauty could not withstand the attacks of the girls, but instead became the object of their venting of dissatisfaction. Are the compliments from those slightly plump girls just to cover up their own uneasiness and anxiety?

Youruo's heart gradually became heavy in this dispute. She understood that she needed to make a choice, whether to continue to participate in this endless competition or to choose to stand aside and be a bystander. In the end, she chose the latter. She decided not to express her opinions in the comment area, but to watch it all silently. She thought, perhaps silence is the best response.

However, Youruo did not expect that this choice could not let her escape. In her heart, the competition is still going on, and the comments of the girls are still being staged. Whenever she sees those exquisite photos, there will always be a trace of envy and uneasiness in her heart. She began to reflect on whether she has also inadvertently become a participant in this competition.

As time went by, Youruo gradually learned how to survive in this complex environment. She began to try to understand the psychology of those girls and tried to find a way to get along with them. She realized that perhaps everyone has their own uneasiness and anxiety, and these emotions are intertwined on this platform, forming a complex competitive relationship.

Youruo began to pay more attention to her heart, and she tried to find a balance. In this competitive world, she strives to discover her own value instead of comparing herself to others. She begins to appreciate her own uniqueness, even though she is not perfect.But she still has her own unique beauty. She understands that true beauty comes from inner confidence, not external evaluation.

In this process, Youruo gradually learned how to get along with those Jimei. She no longer easily expressed her opinions, but chose to face them with tolerance and understanding. She began to encourage her friends around her that no matter what the outside world said, it was important to believe in their own value. She hopes to create an atmosphere of warmth and support in this competitive environment so that every girl can find her own beauty.

In the end, Youruo's heart became more determined. She was no longer swayed by external comments, but chose to be herself. She understood that there are too many beautiful things in life that are worth cherishing, and these beautiful things do not need to be proved by comparison with others. She began to record life in her own way and share those real and beautiful moments. She hopes that through her efforts, she can influence more people so that they can also find their own beauty and confidence.

In this world full of competition and comparison, Youruo finally found her place. She is no longer a passive bystander, but an active participant. She hopes to use her own story to touch the hearts of more people so that every girl can find her own light on this platform.

The poor man said nothing more, and his silent back seemed to convey his unwillingness and helplessness. Looking at his appearance, Youruo couldn't help but have a complicated feeling towards him. Although his words were full of derogatory and ironic, she couldn't fully understand the attitude of the black slave girl. This feeling was like a stone pressing on her heart, forcing her to think about the reason. She couldn't ask others about this question. After all, in this circle, no one wanted to expose their ignorance. It was not until later that Youruo gradually realized the deep meaning.

It turned out that the reason why the girl chose to collect a symbolic gift of 10,000 yuan was that there were many unknown stories behind it. Her family was not rich, and it could even be said that they were stretched to the limit. In order to get their daughter married, her parents had to lower the requirements for the gift, but this decision triggered strong opposition from the girls. The comment area exploded immediately, and the girls spoke out one after another, as if their interests were directly threatened. They jumped up and down on the keyboard, fearing that their marriage market price would be affected by the girl's choice.

"We can't despise ourselves like this!" A comment was like a drum of war, inspiring more Jimei to join the discussion. They said in a loud voice that at least 300,000 yuan of betrothal gifts were needed, otherwise the marriage would never be concluded. Some people even began to joke that if they received too little, it would be a denial of their own value. Such remarks triggered waves of resonance in the comment area, and everyone echoed it, as if this was a battle without gunpowder.

Among them, one comment was particularly funny, with a funny picture, and the words revealed a helpless and humorous ridicule: "Maintaining the market price is everyone's responsibility!" This comment almost made Youruo, who had just entered the Little Blue Book, burst out laughing, and couldn't help thinking in her heart that the reactions of these Jimei were really ridiculous. They were objectifying themselves and even regarded marriage as a transaction. Whoever had a higher price had more value. At that moment, Youruo vaguely understood the true meaning of the word "double standard".

At this time, Youruo's heart surged with a strong sense of pleasure, as if she had also become a participant in this storm of public opinion. The feedback from the comments used to attack Xue Youyou and Xu Lai made her heart surge. She had made up her mind to tell the majority of Jimei on Xiaohongshu tonight about this great event. She wanted to let everyone know that she married a good husband, while her best friend from childhood could only marry an ordinary man.

"Women still have to see who marries well!" Youruo chewed this sentence over and over in her heart, as if it was a true portrayal of her mood at the moment. She thought of her past efforts and struggles, and those excellent classmates who had once boasted in front of her, and an inexplicable sense of superiority surged in her heart. What's the use of you being better than me before? As long as I find a good husband, you Xue Youyou is nothing.

Youruo can already imagine that after she posts on Xiaohongshu tonight, how many new Jimei on Xiaohongshu will come to her for advice and compete to ask for her marriage secrets. And those old Jimei who are picky but left behind will definitely send her private messages crazily, wanting to get her experience and advice. Her heart was filled with unprecedented confidence and pride, as if she was about to become a star in this circle.

"I must write about this matter brilliantly!" Youruo muttered to herself.The content of the post she was about to write quickly emerged in her mind. She wanted to use vivid language to describe the sweet life between her and her husband, showing her happiness and satisfaction, so that all Jimei would envy her. She wanted everyone to know how proud it is to marry a good man.

As night fell, Youruo sat in front of the computer, her fingers quickly tapping on the keyboard, and the words were full of emotional rendering and description. She poured out her experiences and feelings, as if she wanted to pass on every excitement and joy in her heart to every reader. Her words reveal her love for life, her vision for the future, and her determination for her choice.

"I married a good man, lived in the sun, and every day was a new beginning." Youruo wrote, revealing her yearning and pursuit for a happy life between the lines. She hopes that through her story, she can encourage more Jimei to pursue their own happiness instead of being bound by secular standards.

As the last word fell, Youruo breathed a sigh of relief, her heart full of a sense of accomplishment. She knew that this post was not only her personal sharing, but also an encouragement and support for those women who were confused in marriage. She hoped that her experience could become a light in their hearts and illuminate their way forward.

"Tonight, let everyone know my story of Youruo!" She swore silently in her heart, expecting more Jimei to pay attention to her and listen to her story tomorrow. Her heart was full of expectations and excitement, as if at this moment, she had become the focus of everyone's attention.

The atmosphere in the live broadcast room gradually heated up, the barrage surged on the screen like a tide, and the discussion sounded one after another, as if the whole space was surrounded by warm emotions. Several viewers began to focus on the character called "little fairy", with ridicule and dissatisfaction in their words.

"Damn, why is this little fairy getting more and more arrogant and domineering? She is so arrogant that she doesn't want to pretend anymore, right?" A viewer sighed in the barrage, with a tone full of teasing, as if he was angry that he could not stand the arrogance of the little fairy.

"Why don't you treat her well as soon as possible? As long as you speak, will the Dragon God Prince not listen? Send her to Xue Youyou and the God to serve tea and water during the day, rub shoulders and backs, and warm the bed at night. Isn't that wonderful?" Another viewer continued, imagining that beautiful picture, as if he was in it, and couldn't help but chuckle a few times, and the hatred for the fairy in his heart seemed to be slightly reduced.

"I don't know if you have noticed that the Dragon God Prince's driving skills are so skilled. This is definitely a veteran. It is conservatively estimated that he has more than ten years of driving experience." At this time, a viewer suddenly mentioned this topic, as if revealing an amazing secret. The barrage was instantly filled with the word "driving", and everyone began to tease, and the atmosphere became more and more heated.

"What? Let me take a look. Hiss, I didn't know until I saw it, and I was shocked. It turned out that the Dragon God Prince was skilled and experienced. He was indeed an operator for many years. He was so aggressive. It was really outrageous." Another audience was full of emotion. It seemed that at this moment, they saw a brand new Dragon God Prince, and a complex emotion surged in their hearts.

At this moment, Granny Jinhua was sitting in front of the screen, frowning slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with the situation in front of her. She waved her hand to stop this unrestrained discussion, thinking to herself: "These young people are so ignorant. How can they let the little fairy be bullied here?" She was about to say something, but was suddenly attracted by a strange atmosphere.

Her eyes turned involuntarily to the direction of the Elf God Tree, where an extremely unusual breath was floating, as if there was some mysterious power in the air, which made people feel a little uneasy. At this moment, Xu Lai also felt a strong resonance, and an extremely strange and familiar feeling surged in his heart. His eyes were fixed on the Elf Tree, and he felt that the breath was inextricably linked to a moment he had experienced.

"What is that?" He thought to himself, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate through the screen of the live broadcast room and reach the mysterious Elf Tree. At this moment, a vague figure slowly emerged from the Elf Tree, which was the legendary spirit of the elves. At that moment, Xu Lai's heartbeat accelerated, as if time had stopped at this moment, all the sounds dissipated in his mind, and only the mysterious breath continued to flow into his heart.

"This breath... so familiar..." Xu Lai thought to himself, and a fragment of memory flashed through his mind, as if in countless dreams,He had had close contact with this breath. It was the spirit of the elves he had met in the ancient forest. That gentle and mysterious feeling made him unforgettable.

The discussion in the live broadcast room continued, but Xu Lai could no longer focus on those teasing and jokes. His mind was completely attracted by the breath, his body leaned forward slightly, and his eyes showed a hint of expectation and nervousness. Granny Jinhua also noticed something strange, frowned, and felt a little uneasy.

"What is going on?" She thought to herself, as if there was an ominous premonition rising in her heart. The movement of the Elf God Tree was not accidental, and perhaps there was a deeper secret behind it.

As time went on, the discussion in the live broadcast room gradually weakened, and the audience began to realize the change in the atmosphere, and turned their heads to pay attention to the strange scene. On the Elf God Tree, the vague figure gradually became clear, as if conveying some information to everyone. Everyone's heart was full of doubts and expectations, as if a huge secret was about to be revealed.

"What happened?" The audience asked in the barrage, full of anxiety and curiosity. At this time, Xu Lai's heart was also full of doubts and expectations. He didn't know what he was about to face, but he knew that this would be a moment that changed his destiny.

At this moment, the figure on the Elf Tree finally appeared completely, like an elegant goddess, emitting charming light. Her eyes were deep and gentle, and seemed to be able to see through everyone's heart. In the live broadcast room, all the audience held their breath and stared at the screen, full of expectation and tension.

"Welcome, brave souls." Her voice flowed like a clear spring, soft and powerful, instantly breaking the silence of the live broadcast room. A burst of warmth surged in everyone's heart, as if surrounded by this power, and felt an unprecedented peace.

"I'm waiting for your arrival, the legendary brave men." She said slowly, her eyes swept over every audience, as if conveying some important information. Xu Lai's heart was shocked, as if he understood something, and a firm look appeared on his face.

"We will meet the challenge." He swore silently in his heart, feeling a sense of mission he had never had before. The audience in the live broadcast room also began to respond, and courage and hope ignited in their hearts, as if at this moment, they were no longer just spectators, but brave men who were about to embark on an adventure.

Could it be?

Xu Lai immediately had a guess in his mind, could it be that this guy saw that he had not bled him for a long time, so he came to the door.

No way, no way?

The others also frowned in confusion, looking at the place where the transparent light curtain appeared on the Elf God Tree, feeling the breath of this world.

"This... what is this?"

The turbid old eyes of Jinhua Granny suddenly widened, staring at the layer of light curtain on the Elf God Tree, she felt a strange and familiar breath from it, and most importantly, she thought of the legend.

"No mistake, it must be the spirit of the Elf God Tree."

Behind the scenes, Xiang Zhili, who was always shrewd and cunning, was no longer concerned with maintaining the demeanor of an elder and the future patriarch. He stretched out his trembling fingers, stared at the light curtain with his eyes, and spoke incoherently.

The spirit of the God Tree?

So this was the true identity of that guy, but Xu Lai was a little confused. Wasn't it said that the spirit of the Elf God Tree was just a legend? No one had ever seen it, so why did it come out at this critical moment?

"The spirit of the God Tree, Daddy, does our elf tribe have such a thing? Why don't I know about it?"

There was no need for Xu to ask the question himself. Youruo, who was standing on the side, could no longer suppress the doubts in his heart. She was seen coquettishly shaking the Dragon Prince's strong arms, twisting her body like a water snake, gently caressing the dragon body shining with mysterious light, intending to let the noble Dragon Prince enjoy the tenderness and affection from the beauty. At the same time, she slightly opened her red lips and asked Xiang Zhili, who had a serious face, in a tender voice: "What happened?"

In fact, Youruo, who was extremely intelligent, had already secretly guessed the general situation in her heart, but she said it out loud at this time and place, just to take advantage of the topic and repeatedly highlight the extraordinary bravery and excellence of her wise and majestic husband and lover, the Dragon Prince. By the way, once again severely suppress Xue Youyou and Xu Lai, a pair of extremely disgusting and useless men and women, so that they can also experience for themselves what the unfair treatment they had suffered in the past was.What a feeling!

"That's it."

Seeing his precious daughter asking, Xiang Zhili began to speak slowly. He looked at the light curtain, and his thoughts seemed to be far away.

"The reproduction and survival of the elves are inseparable from this elf sacred tree. It is rumored that the sacred tree has a spirit and has always protected our elves, but no one has seen it."

He glanced at Granny Jinhua and continued, "Even the current clan leader Granny Jinhua has never seen it, so the spirit of the sacred tree is just a legend after all."