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attle. Petra was not gracious about bowing over his hand at the end, either. The anger in her eyes seemed to say,I was your friend, and you humiliate me like this?Ender pretended not to notice her fury. He figured that after a few more battles, she'd realize that in fact she hadscored more hits against him than he expected anyone ever would again. And he was still learning from her. Inpractice today he would teach his toon leaders how to counter the tricks Petra had played on them. Soon theywould be friends again.He hoped.***At the end of the week Dragon Army had fought seven battles in seven days. The score stood 7 wins and 0losses. Ender had never had more losses than in the battle with Phoenix Army, and in two battles he had sufferednot one soldier frozen or disabled. No one believed anymore that it was a fluke that put him first in the standings.He had beaten top armies by unheard-of margins. It was no longer possible for the other commanders to ignorehim. A few of them sat with him at every meal, carefully trying to learn from him how he had defeated his mostrecent opponents. He told them freely, confident that few of them would know how to train their soldiers andtheir toon leaders to duplicate what his could do. And while Ender talked with a few commanders, much largergroups gathered around the opponents Ender had defeated, trying to find out how Ender might be beaten.There were many who who hated him. Hated him for being young, for being excellent, for having made theirvictories look paltry and weak. Ender saw it first in their faces when he passed them in the corridors; then hebegan to notice that some boys would get up in a group and move to another table if he sat near them in thecommanders' mess; and there began to be elbows that aecidently jostled him in the game room, feet that gotentangled with his when he walked into and out of the gym, spittle and wads of wet paper that struck him frombehind as he jogged through the corridors. They couldn't beat him in the battleroom, and knew it -- so insteadthey would attack him where it was safe, where he was not a giant but just a little boy. Ender despised them, butsecretly, so secretly that he didn't even know it himself, he feared them. It was just such little torments that Peterhad always used, and Ender was beginning to feel far too much at home.These annoyances were petty, though, and Ender persuaded himself to accept them as another form of praise.Already the other armies were beginning to imitate Ender. Now most soldiers attacked with knees tucked underthem; formations were breaking up now, and more commanders were sending out toons to slip along the walls.第 196 页 共 340 页http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原 版 英 语 阅 读 网