The bosses are my backstage

In Xiongying High School, people come and go in front of the school gate, because today is the first day for new students to start school.

800 million opened the car door, got out of the car first, and then held the door, looking at the people in the car with a smile on his face: "Xiao Chu, wake up, we're at school."

In fact, she could have woken her up earlier, but she just thought her sleeping face was really cute, and she couldn't bear it for a while, but now she has to be cruel.

Inside the car, Liang Chu let out a groan with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes fluttered, and he slowly opened his eyes. The sparkling aqua blue streamer overflowed, and his cherry lips mumbled unconsciously, and said blankly: "Why are you so fast? ?”

There was a black cat coiled on her lap, like its owner was very sleepy, wagging its tail and silently pretending to be dead.

Early in the morning, the extremely excited 800 million pulled her up from the comfortable bed. Liang Chu was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the way here, without even noticing when the car stopped.

"It's so fast, I specifically told the driver to slow down." 800 Wanbai took Liang Chu's hand and helped her get out of the car, the worry in his heart surfaced on his face, "Recently your spirit is not very good..."

"It's because I didn't have a good rest, don't worry." Liang Chu took a deep breath of cold air to wake up his mind.

In fact, she had already noticed that there was something wrong with her recovery power. The recovery speed of her spiritual power was not as fast as before, or she had to spend more spiritual power to suppress the demon power without knowing it.

Is it the result of multiple demonizations?

Liang Chu smiled bitterly.

Sure enough, the power that does not belong to him is not so easy to control, maybe this is the price.

Three weeks ago, she took Bakugo Katsumi to the Higurashi Shrine, and she got good news that the bone-eating well had already been fully charged, and she could go back anytime she wanted.

But Liangchu feels that there is no rush to return to her era now, especially after All Might gave her the information of many battles with AFO over the years.

If she could get in touch with her uncle and know what happened to him in the future, then it would be possible to go back to the past to prevent him from killing his father, or prevent him from cooperating with the port mafia to carry out atrocities.

"Speaking of which, the Hero Department of Xiongying High School is a place to cultivate future heroes. It will be very different from the previous study and life, and it may be more strict." 800 Wanbai said.

Liang Chu's footsteps sank, first he sighed sincerely, and then smiled at 800 million tacit understanding, "So, let's work hard together."

She believed that her uncle AFO, who lived in the dark world, and Teacher Cuizi, who lived in wars and monsters in the Warring States Period, gave her the most direct and effective things.

But she is also looking forward to how the [hero] of this era will be cultivated. The students should be as interesting as the professional heroes All Might and Aizawa Shota she has come into contact with, right?

"Yeah~~! The combination of Linglong Snow Rabbit and Giant_/Breast is really great, you two are superb, it must feel good to the touch~ Hehehehe~"

Ears moved, Liang Chu keenly caught the whisper from behind, frowned, and pulled the unaware 800 million to speed up the pace to walk in.

"Huh? What's the matter?" 800 million people were surprised that Liang Chu suddenly accelerated.

"It's almost late, let's go in quickly." Liang Chu replied with a smile.

I hope she won't have such wretched classmates.

Hero Division 1-A Class.

It was really getting late, and most of the students inside had already arrived. As soon as Ryochu came, he saw Bakugo Katsuki sitting in the second row with his legs on the desk, and he was talking to a bespectacled, serious brow. The look man is talking about something.

Judging by his bad demeanor, he obviously didn't say anything good.

800 Wanbai found out that there was an acquaintance in the same class, after thinking about it, he dragged Liang Chu to sit together in the empty seat.

Noticing the two girls coming in at the door, Bakugo Katsuki's expression got even worse.

He knew that it would not be a problem to get into Xiongying's Hero Department with the ability of this idiot woman, but the problem was that No.1 was not his!What's even more disturbing is that that idiot of Izuku Lvgu also passed the exam by some dirty means, no matter how he thinks about it, he is very angry!

But now, the four-eyed chicken in front of him is still persistently looking for trouble with him!

Liang Chuyao waved to Bakugo Katsuki as a greeting, then turned his head and said to the boy with half-red and half-haired hair with a smile, "Long time no see, Mr. Hong."

Hong Jiaodong thought about it seriously, and said, "It's just three weeks since we haven't seen each other, so is it a long time?"

"...it's just a social greeting."

"Really, long time no see, Kurosaki." He paused, and said to the girl next to Liangchu, "Long time no see, 800 million."

"Pfft ha ha ha..."

Liang Chu and 800 Wanbai looked at each other, and laughed together in the frozen and puzzled eyes.

"how?"

"It's a greeting, that's right, but didn't we just meet our recommender for the exam a few days ago?" 800 million said.

"Really, it's really complicated..."

"Ah~ it turned out to be a classmate, is my happy life about to start like this, let's start with lifting the skirt~ okay, okay?"

The voice from the slanting stab made the expressions of several people freeze instantly.

The person who was about one meter tall and covered in purple balls had just approached, and 800 million had already made a retractable spring rubber fist, holding the handle and striking out decisively.

At the same time, the black cat's vigorous body bounced up and landed on the guy's face, and the cat's claws that were so fast that afterimages appeared were cold and cold.

Hong Jiaodong silently melted the ice on his fingertips.

A beautiful purple arc accompanied by bursts of screams, and the commotion at the door formed a lively scene.

But soon the whole classroom fell silent.

"Okay, it took 8 seconds to finally calm down."

The sluggish man who got out of the sleeping bag stared around the classroom with dead fish eyes, "Time is limited, you are all irrational."

"I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa, please give me your advice." He took out a training suit from his sleeping bag, "Don't waste time, wear this to the playground."

There was a commotion in the classroom, and everyone was shocked by such a teacher.

Except Ryochu and Bakugo Katsuki.

Only Bakugo Katsuki ran into Aizawa Shouta who followed her.

Looking back and forth between the two thoughtfully, Bakugo Katsuki showed a dangerous expression.

Liang Chu couldn't guess what he was thinking, and thought that with his character, he would immediately question her, but he didn't expect that he would just stare at her with a dirty face until everyone put on their training clothes and assembled on the playground.

It's really frustrating...

"Ryohaku Kurosaki, who got No. 1 in the actual test," Aizawa Yuta put his hands in his pockets and said lazily, "Use your personality and try your best to throw the softball as far as possible. As long as you don't stay in the circle, you can do whatever you want .”

He threw a softball, Liang Chu slightly raised his hand to catch it easily, his eyes smiled into crescent moons, and dimples appeared on his lips: "Okay, teacher."

Aizawa Shouta curled up his hands in his pockets, "Stop laughing, hurry up."

Liang Chu shrugged, and walked into the circle surrounded by white lines with light steps.

Their familiar attitude made someone's face darken even more, and the others became excited. After all, this is the No.1 with far ahead of them!And she is also a soft and cute girl who looks super good-looking! ! !

Liang Chu thought for a while, let Hermes squat on his shoulders, then took out a pen and paper and began to write and draw, still muttering something.

Everyone: "...what is she doing?"

In the crowd, several people showed a clear look.