Hero Growth Manual [Comprehensive British and American]

Group activities organized by the class, such as going out to play together, are usually picked up by the school in a unified way, in order to avoid unnecessary safety accidents.

The time is set for Saturday.

Although the weather had turned cold, Clark still got up very early. After washing up, he took his schoolbag and checked it, counted the things he needed to bring, and then went downstairs to prepare a simple breakfast.

Children who grow up on the farm are not particularly good at craftsmanship, and there is no problem in meeting basic needs.

There was a little light in the kitchen when he went downstairs, and Clark went over to look, only to find that his mother was awake, frying two slices of eggs.

Seeing Clark, she showed a knowing smile, nodded slightly to him, then nodded her mouth with her fingers, and pointed upstairs.

This meant that the little girl upstairs was still sleeping and told Clark not to make too much noise.

Clark nodded gently, holding the door with one hand, while looking at his mother's busy figure. If his mother hadn't gotten up early, he had planned to do so.

For some reason, Clark looked at the dim light in the kitchen, his heart warmed up, and he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Mrs. Martha made the omelette and was about to put it on the plate, when she turned her head and saw Clark's silly look, she couldn't help but cast a reproachful glance at him, but her voice was very gentle.

"Breakfast is ready, Clark, go up and wake up Ayu, you guys go out to play today, don't be late."

Clark nodded with a smile. He turned around to leave, but suddenly remembered something, and turned his head again, his eyes were so gentle that they were almost full of sunshine: "Okay, good morning, Mom."

"Good morning Clark." Mrs. Martha shook her head and waved the spatula at him. After she calmed down and thought about it, she couldn't help laughing while busy.

Half of A Yu's face was sunk in the soft pillow, her black hair was loose, and a lock was stubbornly wrapped around the tip of the pillow.

Clark was afraid that she would have a headache, so he didn't call her, and first squatted on the bedside and carefully let her hair down.

But I didn't expect that this didn't bother her. When Clark straightened up and saw her turning over and sleeping soundly, he still couldn't help smiling, and squeezed her lips with cool fingers. Face.

"It's time to get up." Clark pushed her gently, "It's already seven o'clock."

He himself got up at six o'clock, and dawdled downstairs for half an hour in order to let the little girl sleep more.

Clark's voice was very low, I don't know if it was not heard by others, and the small lump on the bed didn't move, and he didn't get annoyed, so he pushed gently and said: "Mom made breakfast and waited for us to go." eat."

"Also." He thought for a while and added, "We're going to hang out with Milo and the others today, have you forgotten?"

He seemed to be talking to himself, and after he finished speaking, he stood aside without saying a word. After a few seconds, a confused voice came from the bulging blanket: "I didn't, Clark, you Wait for me."

Clark, wait for me, the little girl's voice is sleepy and milky, as if this matter is so important that she can't let it go in her sleep, and the listener just wants to laugh.

"Okay." Clark rubbed her hair, couldn't help but bend his eyes, "I'll wait for you downstairs."

In fact, there was no precedent for the outings organized by the class to bring family members together.

It's just that the little girl in Clark's family is really liked by many people in the class. She is young, and Clark doesn't take up much space when he hugs her. Everyone happily agrees when they go out to play.

But there are a few exceptions. This is the case in every place. Some people like something, and naturally some people hate it. Clark was an exception to being hostile by almost everyone before. Although things have changed now, it is not unreasonable for all the students to like him. possible.

It's just that the people headed by Xiaopang and Milo are more powerful in combat, and there are many classmates who play well, which creates an illusion that everyone welcomes Clark.

In fact, it's not an illusion. There are more than [-] students in a class, and more than [-] of them feel good about him now, only one or two still don't like him.

Clark didn't care about it. In fact, compared to his previous situation, he didn't know how much better it was now.

But that kind of good temper doesn't include someone throwing some nasty words at his family.

Because he got up early, Ayu was a little drowsy today. Clark felt sorry for her, so he held her in his arms and let her sleep on his shoulder.

The little girl was so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open, her little head was moving little by little, like a well-behaved kitten, she was indescribably cute.

However, there are a few people who don't like it and whisper together. They may think that their voices are so small that no one can hear them.

"Look at that weird little sister, she doesn't even move when she goes out to play, don't be a fool."

"I think maybe, no wonder Tiantian is with freaks."

Clark's face darkened, his face livid.

According to his sense of hearing, these words are no different from those spoken loudly while lying on his back.

If the words were only aimed at himself, after all, it was an activity organized by the class, he might choose to let the matter go, but it involved the little girl in his arms, no matter how harsh it sounds.

Ayu didn't know whether he didn't hear it or didn't want to care, his little head tilted on Clark's shoulder and said nothing.

Clark couldn't let her be wronged like this. He walked up, staring at the two people who spoke harshly, and said word by word: "Apologize to my sister."

The two usually dislike Clark, and there was a moment of discomfort on their faces when they heard the words. Seeing that Clark, who had always been mild-tempered, suddenly became so tough, they both looked a little annoyed.

"You..." Just as the two were about to speak, Xiao Pang and others came over and asked, "Clark, what's the matter?"

They vaguely heard something, looked at the little girl in Clark's arms, and then at the two people in front of them, their eyes were no longer friendly.

Xiaopang played well with others, and a mighty group of people came over, with an aura of not being messed with.

One of them wanted to say something, but his companion pulled his clothes, so he could only hold back his anger and glared at Clark, said something vaguely, turned his head and left.

Ayu's hand was still on Clark's shoulder, and when he heard the two people's footsteps drifting away, he paused, and quietly withdrew his protruding fingertips.

The destination is not far away, half an hour by car, at the foot of a mountain, surrounded by a large open field.

The scenery is very good, but the children living in the small town are used to such scenery. After playing together for a while, they took out their own lunch in advance.

Xiaopang and his group had just vented their anger on Clark, and Ayu was not stingy. After jumping down from Clark's arms, he picked up the snack box specially prepared for her by Mrs. Martha, and shared it with everyone with his eyes bent.

After all, he was still a teenager, and his thoughts were not too bad, and he did not blame the past, nor did he have any deep hatred. Except for the two guys who didn't like Clark just now, they found an open space to sit by themselves, and everyone else played together.

The accident happened unexpectedly.

When the first scream rang out, Ayu was still biting a piece of cake in her mouth, the girl screamed in horror so that the cake in her mouth trembled, and she looked up in a daze.

Not far away, there was a large gust of wind blowing in, bringing with it a menacing force that could smash people into pieces. If this dust storm rolled on people, it would undoubtedly smash people to pieces.

The wind had already blown over, and the napkins on the ground had already disappeared, and the girl with less strength could hardly stand still.

Clark subconsciously protected the little girl in front of him with one hand, and firmly held a classmate's wrist with the other. His eyes were startled, but they were like a steady mountain.

Ayu glanced at him subconsciously, and understood what happened, swallowed the little cake in one gulp, and gently broke free from Clark's hand.

Her speed was so fast that even Clark didn't quite see what she was doing, she had already dragged the companions who were blown upside down into a ball.

The speed of the dust storm was very fast, and Ayu was also very fast. She quickly wrote a few words in the air, and the wind in this space gradually died down.

Suddenly there were two very shrill screams in the distance, and Ayu's fingers that were staying in the air paused slightly. She looked up, and the two people who had taunted her and Clark before were almost caught by the wind because they were sitting too far away. roll to.

Ayu was drawing the formation without stopping his hand, and bit his lip lightly.

Steve had taught her personally that she shouldn't treat people with death, but in all fairness, she didn't like those people who wantonly bullied her and the people she cared about.

Suddenly there was a gentle force on his head, Ayu looked up, and saw Clark smiled at him lightly, the boy's eyes were as inclusive as the sea, and he said, "Don't be angry."

Ayu suddenly lowered his head, looked at the two people who were too scared to speak in the distance, quickly finished the last stroke in his hand, and jumped out of the formation.

Steve told her not to die, and Clark told her to be lenient.

forgive herself.

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