[My English] It's not a problem if you can communicate with your fists

There is no suspense in the first round of the finals.

Aoyama was not a very strong opponent, so I made it to the quarterfinals without much effort.But there was a little accident in Bai, I thought she could also enter the quarterfinals, but she was actually defeated in the first round.

But that's good, at least I don't have to worry about whether I need to abstain.

Playing against Chang An was a little exhausted, and when I got off the field, I felt my arm hurt a little.

The rest room of the semi-finals was a bit far from the arena, I was too lazy to go back directly, so I just sat on the edge of the stairs and listened to the battle report on the radio while pounding my legs.

In the words of general science students, this year's sports festival is not exciting at all.There are thirteen hero subjects in the top sixteen, among which there are eleven from class A, no matter how you think about it, it looks like the first show of class A.

Although I have always felt that it was their own fault that they did not make it to the top [-], it seems that it is not a problem to say that this sports festival is the first show of Class A. In terms of numbers, the number of shortlisted students in Class A is indeed a bit exaggerated.

The boy with red and white hair walked slowly along the stairs towards the lounge.

When our eyes met, we looked away almost in unison.

I thought Toon would go straight past me and go back to the lounge, but the boy stopped at the corner of the stairs where I was sitting.We kept a distance of less than two meters and looked at each other, like two wooden stakes that could not speak.

It does seem a little embarrassing.After all, that conversation had just happened during the lunch break.

I frowned, and lowered my head directly, pretending to be serious about relaxing my legs.The bone in my left leg hurts a bit, and I can feel obvious unnaturalness when walking, but fortunately, it will not affect my movement for the time being.

Maybe it was too much consumption in the previous game, I have been using personality since the qualifiers.

The boy looked at me with a slumped face. Just when I thought this person was really going to become a wooden stake, he suddenly spoke.

"Does your leg hurt?"

I looked up at him.

The other party's strange eyes stared closely at the knee of my left leg, but it was just staring, I couldn't see any emotion from those eyes.

In fact, he is the type I don't want to deal with. Based on my experience from childhood to adulthood, it will be more uncomfortable to be targeted by this kind of guy than the type like Baohao who can be clicked with a few words.

"none of your business."

I stood up blankly, turned and walked to my lounge.

The so-called unfavorable fleeting years probably feels like this.I just wanted to relax a bit before confronting Bakugou, but sitting on the stairs can meet people I don't want to see.

I will have a match with Bakugo later.

Although his temper is really not very flattering, Bakugo's strength is obvious to all. At least I personally don't think he will be out before the final.As for Boom... that might not be a good way to say it, but his fighting style is probably the one I hate the most.

People who rely too much on personality will eventually be dragged down by personality.

"Yucheng!"

The boy's voice sounded again.

I turned around with a stiff face, thinking in my heart why this person was so annoying, but my face remained calm and unmoved, "Is there anything else?"

"I know that there is a brand of traumatic water that is very useful, and the school health room has it."

"……what?"

"Aren't your legs uncomfortable?"

"No need," I carefully looked at the boy's expression, and after confirming that he didn't seem to be malicious, I could only reply in a more indifferent tone than before, "It's just a minor injury."

I think my leg is not in the same state as the fall, at least the fall should be a broken skin rather than a broken bone.However, explaining to Hong seems a little unnecessary. I am not familiar with him, and we probably won't have any intersections in the future. A few more words with him may prove the rumor that "Yucheng and Hong have confessed their love".

But judging by Hong's expression, he probably doesn't know about that inexplicable rumor for the time being.

He'd better not know for the rest of his life.

"Let's heal the injury on the leg," the young man pondered for a few seconds, and persuaded again, "Isn't there going to be a competition later?"

...Since you know that there will be a game later, can't you let me go alone for a while?

I feel a little tired.

Feeling that the other party would not let me go for a while, I simply turned back and sat at the place where I sat just now, and continued to look at Hong from a distance of less than two meters.

He didn't seem to expect that I would do this, he was stunned for a moment, and he was still stuck like a wooden stake.

"Hey, boom," I continued to reach out and beat my left leg, looking for something to say, "What do you mean you won't marry me?"

I really feel that it doesn't matter who I marry in the future, but I still feel a subtle discomfort when I am rejected by my fiancé—I haven't disliked you yet, so it's your turn to dislike me first?

After all, there is nothing to talk about, so it's better to clarify why Hong didn't want to marry me.

The other party was silent for a while, "...I will not marry you."

"I know you won't, you don't need to emphasize it again," I raised my right hand and pressed my forehead, trying to suppress my urge to violently hurt others, "I'm asking why."

Judging from all aspects, even if there is a real fight here, nine out of ten I will lose. Although the lounge is not close to the arena, it is not so far away that other players are unwilling to come. It's still me who is ashamed.

The boy said his lines again like a stunned youth: "I will not marry you."

"So I'm asking why!" I "huh" stood up from the stairs, rushed to him and grabbed his collar, "I didn't ask you if you would like it, you just need to tell me the reason!"

Because of the height difference, my action of pulling the collar looked like forcing him to look down at me.

All the blood in my body was rushing to my head, and I heard a "buzz" in my head.At this moment, I couldn't hear what he said, the boy's face was magnified in my sight, and I could clearly see my reflection in his eyes.

Bang's mouth moved.His voice was very soft, and I couldn't hear his words clearly because I was immersed in an inexplicable anger.

With those voices escaping, the boy's different-colored pupils suddenly overflowed with an emotion called "disgust". If Hong just now was a pool of stagnant water, then he is now like a frozen lake in the cold winter , Just looking at it makes people feel inexplicably cold.

In this way, he might really hate me, but it's hard for him to hold back his disgust and discuss my left leg with me.

I let go and took two steps back.

"Forget it," I twitched the corners of my mouth, trying to make my expression look numb, "I don't have to do it for you, if you don't want to, just don't want to, I will explain at home."

What can be explained?

It's nothing more than me and Hong's personality disagreement.

But that's fine, since it's a marriage contract that neither party has any idea, I don't bother to flirt with him.

I put my hands in my pockets, ignoring Hong's shouts, and walked straight into the lounge.

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