Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

When the plants in the farmland quietly lose their bright colors, and the sun is no longer willing to be so dazzling, the humid air gradually has the coolness of autumn.

It's afternoon school in the small town of Smallville, Kansas.

It was a very ordinary day, no different from other days. Clark was walking home from school alone with his schoolbag on his back, with a gentle smile on his lips unconsciously.

He originally had firm and sharp lines, and he was very serious when he didn't smile, but once he showed a smile, it was like a flower blooming in spring, making his originally handsome face indescribably soft.

Ayu likes to stand on tiptoe to reach his chin when he laughs the most, and most human beings have a common appreciation of beauty, and along the way, many girls have already secretly looked sideways at him.

Teenagers and girls who are in the sweet season of youth always have an indescribable expectation for beautiful faces and emotions.

It's just a pity that Clark's way of looking down at the road and thinking is really serious and undisturbed. If it weren't for this, I'm afraid that a bolder girl would want to come up and have a few words with him.

Some of the scattered houses on the roadside have already raised smoke. Clark looked up and couldn't help but speed up his steps.

If you don't go back sooner, the little bastard might forget that there is such a person as him in the world.

The reason for this incident can only be mentioned that half a month ago, after Ayu pulled Clark to train again, he found that their efforts for a summer had finally achieved progressive results.

Clark has been able to fully grasp his own power, according to Ayu's conservative comments, going out to fool Xiaopang is not a problem.

Because of this, Clark, who has returned from his studies, is not what he used to be, and he is very powerful. He no longer needs a milky and powerless little girl to follow him without blinking.

Of course, this is the official statement. According to Clark's own guess, during this less busy season, she may have lingered in Mama Martha's kitchen and couldn't get out.

Thinking about it gave Clark a headache.

Because things on the farm have been less busy recently, Jonathan's father and Martha's mother have more free time. They have nothing to do, so they rack their brains to figure out how to compete with themselves.

Martha's mother was also cruel, she borrowed a book of desserts from some lady, and could make three different desserts a day, just to attract the little girl's attention.

That's okay, as smart as Clark, he can only admit defeat in the kitchen. Fortunately, although Ayu is a little bit reluctant, he didn't abandon him because of these external things.

However, before Clark could heave a sigh of relief, the young Superman discovered that Jiang was still hot and thick-skinned, and the most ruthless was his father, Mr. Jonathan.

——In order to snatch the little girl away from him, he even said such words against his will that the little girl was so big and weak that she couldn't help going out and knocking her when she met her.

Clark was almost stunned by the series of weak words. When he came back to his senses, he thought deeply and compared the weight of the little girl's two hundred catties hanging on him. He really didn't know how he had the nerve to say such words.

Unexpectedly, in the end, he was reluctant to give up a little more.

After all, the little girl seemed to be looking forward to playing with Mama Martha (dessert) at home. After a moment of thought, Clark decided to only take her to school for a while, and stay at home the rest of the time.

Because of this, for more than half a month, Clark has been looking forward to the time to go home from school more and more. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but bow his head and smile again.

The tall and straight young man walked steadily on the road. He walked seriously and didn't notice the movement coming from behind him. Naturally, he couldn't see the things thrown from behind him.

It was the sound of objects thrown through the air that reminded him, Clark tilted his head slightly, and with a slight movement of his fingers, he firmly grasped something in his hand.

The posture of the boy with his body on his back to pick up things is really handsome, and he also has an indescribably noble style. In fact, this level is not difficult for Clark. His little girl can directly throw him a bowl of wheat to make him pick it up.

There was an extra thing in his hand that didn't belong to him, so he couldn't just walk forward as if nothing had happened. Clark looked back, raised a box of small round things in his hand, and asked a little suspiciously: "Who is this? Did you drop it carefully?"

A dozen or so meters away, a group of people were running over. There were men and women. Clark had good eyesight. When he saw clearly the appearance of the people running over, the normally calm boy couldn't help but turn slightly blue.

Forgot to explain, in the past few months, Xiaopang has been a little haunted.

Clark didn't know how he did it, he didn't take that accidental afternoon seriously, but since he returned to school after the weekend, some people looked at him differently.

At the beginning, there were only some people who had a good time with Xiaopang, but later, almost half of the school started watching Clark secretly. This strange behavior happened after Clark accidentally saved several female classmates who were robbed by robbers reached its peak.

This group of young teenagers changed their comments on him unexpectedly quickly. When he did something unusual again, they didn't even call him a freak anymore, but called him another interesting person. name of...

hero.

Forgive Clark for not having such a strong mentality. He didn't think that just changing a person's thinking could bring such a big change to his life, and he didn't know how to face this situation.

If it wasn't for the little girl being surrounded by a group of female classmates with great interest, he thought maybe he would even run away.

Just when Clark paused, thinking whether it would be better to back up a little or turn around and leave, the classmates who were with him had already come in front of him.

"Clark." Someone called his name, and when he looked up, he saw a bright and friendly smile that he had never seen before, which made Clark stunned for a moment, and then he heard someone say, "Good afternoon. "

Because he was not used to it, Clark seldom talked to them even when he noticed that his classmates' attitudes towards him had changed. At this time, he didn't know what to do when facing their enthusiasm.

"Hello." He said, "Is there anything I need?"

It was a very formulaic question, but Xiao Pang didn't seem to be able to hear the politeness in it. He stood in front of the crowd and looked down at the small box in Clark's hand somewhat inadvertently.

The slow-motion playback made it easy for Clark to see his movements clearly.

"Is it yours?" He handed it over, not too curious.

Fatty shook his head, scratched his face in embarrassment, shook his head and nodded, and said under Clark's puzzled eyes: "It's the chocolate made by Milo. She said it was delicious, and she wanted to give it to... Senior."

Xiaopang pointed to the beautiful girl with blond hair next to him, and the senior pointed to Ayu. He originally checked the browser should be the master, but Ayu mysteriously said that he should call him senior.

Master sounds a bit wrong_(:з」∠)_

Fatty thought they were all the same, and didn't see any difference, but since A Yu said so, he followed suit.

Milo is a girl in Clark's class. She seems to like her little girl very much. Clark has seen them play a few times, and he has a little impression. In addition, food is indeed his girl's favorite thing, so he nodded.

"I thank you on her behalf."

Milo's cheeks seemed a little red, and he shook his head slightly.

Seeing that the situation is good, Fatty is good at climbing up the pole, and invited: "Clark, we are going to organize a hangout in a few days, do you want to come together?"

As he said that, he stared at Clark with bright eyes. It was so sad that Clark always avoided him during this time.

But the result didn't seem so satisfactory, Clark shook his head: "No, I wish you all a good time." Saying that, he turned to leave.

The little fat man grabbed him and repeated his old tricks. Tears were about to fall, and he wanted to hug his thigh: "Go, go, our class is going."

"Yes, yes, Clark, let's go together, everyone in the class is going."

Some people rushed to invite him, and the voice was full of joy and friendliness. Clark was stunned for a while, not because he was moved by the belated friendliness, but...

As far as I can remember, no one seems to have invited him to group activities in the class.

Clark suddenly didn't know what the soreness in his heart felt like. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Okay."