[Lord My Ying] The hero is Hong Jiaodong

——"We have reasons for everything, and we have nothing without reasons."

As the bell rang, Aizawa Yuta walked in.

I lay down on the table and watched him come in listlessly, holding a stack of papers in my hand.Aizawa Yuta threw the paper on the table, and stared at the students under the circle with a pair of dead fish eyes, "Yesterday's combat training was hard. I watched the video and results, and it's amazing."

The boy whose name was called froze and didn't dare to speak.

"Don't play childish temper in the future, you are capable."

I heard a strong sense of helplessness from Aizawa Shouta's words, probably because I heard All Might's comments, so Aizawa Shouta said bluntly, "Then, Midoriya--"

The boy sitting behind Bakugo frowned instantly, straightening his body.

I sneak a glance.

"Green Valley, did you end up breaking an arm again? Don't think that you can pass my test if you keep saying 'I can't do it, so I can't do it'. I don't like to say the same thing repeatedly. If you can overcome this test There is a lot to do, hurry up."

"Yes!"

I also watched the combat training video. Among all the students, only Bakugo was the most ruthless, and Midoriya was the most injured. No wonder Aizawa Yuta wanted to name two people to talk. It would be the same for anyone. One turn mentioned the issue of 'determining who is the squad leader'.

Just after speaking, all the students made positive voices.

I propped my chin and looked at the deskmate next to me, "Don't you want to be the monitor?"

The boy who was reading quietly raised his head and looked at me, "Don't you mean that too?"

"No..." After a little hesitation, I said softly, "If you want, I can vote for you." I put on a serious and serious expression, trying to tell him that I was not just joking.

He was a little puzzled, but he saw my seriousness, "No need, you can write whoever you want."

I tilted my head as I looked around at the students who were shouting loudly that they were class monitors.The class leader hi in the general department gives people the feeling of doing odd jobs, but in the heroic department, the class leader is more like leading everyone to become a top hero and laying the foundation for the job, but it doesn't matter to me.

Amidst the chaos, Iida Tenya proposed a voting choice, and Aizawa Shouta said indifferently, "It's up to you, as long as it can be resolved quickly."

I turned the signature pen in my hand, not knowing who to write.

As Tenya Iida said, everyone has just met. In this situation, the person who gets the majority of votes is the person who can take on this great job, but only a few people have this kind of thinking, and more people will subconsciously choose themselves instead of others.After all, in the face of selfish desires, people will always give priority to themselves.

Out of the corner of his eye, he involuntarily glanced at the boy next to him.

Hong Jiaodong lowered his head slightly, his hair reflected the halo of the light, and his soft bangs fell on his tall nose.He carefully wrote whose name on the paper and folded it, and then asked me in a blink of an eye, "Is Yano-san finished?"

"..." I stared at him blankly, but didn't speak.

"Yano-san?"

"what."

Seeing me come back to my senses, Hong Jiaodong blinked and asked again, "Have you finished writing?"

I looked at him, and then at the paper in my hand. I didn't know what to write, and something flashed through my brain, and I firmly grasped it.Then I laughed "Well, just thought of who to write about."

Hong Jiaodong watched me quietly write a few words on the paper, and folded it again.

After making the statistics, Aizawa Shouta wrote the results on the blackboard. At the top was Izuku Midoriya with three votes, and then 800 million with two votes.I rubbed my chin and stared at Heiban for a while, then whispered softly, "Mr. Hong, whose name are you writing?"

I don't know if it was because of the lighting, but I saw that those eyes were not only clear and bright, but also seemed to have a slight smile.

He laughed?

While I was in a daze for a while, he returned to his usual indifference, "I vote for you."

I swallowed and looked at him, "Is it such a coincidence, I voted for you too."

Hong Jiaodong stared at me for a while, then shifted his gaze, but a gloomy and unclear emotion flashed in his eyes.Like some icy thing breaking apart, revealing the scenery hidden deep inside.

What will it be like there?

Because Hong Jiaodong's face is stern, it gives people a serious and rigorous feeling, which makes me curious... what will he look like when he smiles.Something seemed to appear in front of his eyes, and the signature pen in his hand slid down a distorted arc uncontrollably on the book.I stared blankly at the conspicuous traces in the book, and my heart skipped a beat.

When it was time for dinner, Ochako waved goodbye to me and Green Valley and the others and went to the cafeteria.

Erlang packed up her things and ran to me, "Quan, let's go to the cafeteria together." After finishing speaking, she glanced at Hong Jiaodong next to me, not knowing why, she invited him, "Do you want Mr. Hong?" Together?"

"Is it okay?" Hong Jiaodong looked at her in surprise, and then asked me.

I opened my mouth, and finally followed my inner thoughts, "Of course."

Such a combination...however, it feels very subtle.

"Will you be uncomfortable?"

There was a sense of clarity in the booming voice, and he asked in a very light tone.

It was me he was asking, to be honest I really didn’t know what to say, the person who invited him was Erlang, but that guy slipped away when the situation was wrong.

But since I asked, I had to answer, I hesitated, "It's not that I'm uncomfortable with you... I'm just a little embarrassed, it was Erlang who invited you, but she ran away halfway..."

"Didn't she leave in a hurry?"

"Um……"

I look away.

The lame excuse of 'I suddenly remembered that I didn't take something, you go first, I'll come later', Hong Jiaodong actually believed it.

We came to the cafeteria without incident, and we started a short conversation again.

"What are you going to eat?"

"Soba noodles."

"Hey, then I'll eat soba noodles too."

Although it said the same thing, the food on the plate was a little different, mine was a hot soba, while the hot soba was cold.We found an empty seat and sat down. I looked at my bowl, and then at the scorched one.

"Why do you want to eat cold? Is it bad to eat hot?"

"I prefer to eat warm."

Shouldn't the noodles be hot?I looked at him suspiciously.

Hong Jiaodong also seemed to be a bit distressed and frowned, but he stretched it out quickly, "Do you want to try it?"

Eh? !

The boy pushed his bowl forward and said, "I haven't moved yet."

I didn't think too much about it, I put some of the cold buckwheat noodles on my spoon, waited for me to eat it, and then started to move my chopsticks, and waited for my feeling.

"what about the taste?"

"Delicious." I opened my eyes wide in surprise, and then saw the scorching eyes with a smile through the hot air.I swallowed the food in my mouth, and suddenly felt that my throat was a little itchy, so I buried my head and picked up my own soba noodles and took a big mouthful.

I especially enjoy the delicious soup and strong noodles.

We ate quietly for a while, and Erlang came to sit beside me belatedly. She looked at me and the scorched bowl with a smile, "It's fine if you eat the same thing, and you can make one hot and one cold so well. ?”

"...You can eat quickly." I kicked her unceremoniously under the table.

The shrill siren stunned everyone.

The cafeteria, which was originally noisy, was silent for a moment, and only the mechanical alarm sounded to remind everyone [Security defense 3 has been breached, everyone, please quickly evacuate outside the house]

After the silence, there was chaos, and everyone rushed to the exit.

Although we didn't intend to leave, we were also driven out of our seats by the crowd, which was terrible... It was a bit uncomfortable to be crowded by the crowd, I couldn't help but want to roll my eyes, if there were really bad guys breaking into the school Soon to be finished?

The bad guys don't do bad things, and the students themselves can hurt each other.

"Yano!"

The booming sound seemed to sound behind me, and then disappeared in more voices.

I wanted to turn my head, but I couldn't turn my head because of the crowd, but in the confusion, a hand grabbed my hand and pulled me back.

Wow, that hurts a bit.

Oh, I'm not talking about the pain when he scratched me, but the students around me who pushed and yelled at my elbows or the buttons on their clothes would hit me. One doesn't hurt, but several of them add up to be a little...

My hair is also messy, it seems that I have no image.

I staggered into someone's arms, my mind went blank, and the only thing I could think of was the cruel thing of losing my image.

"I'm sorry." Hong Jiaodong whispered something hastily in my ear, then took me around with difficulty, found a place against the wall and pushed me over.

Finally, something cold and reliable was attached to my back, not someone who would bump into me and push me away.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and the person in front of me pressed up on me before I even raised my breath.

Hong Jiaodong opened his eyes wide in panic, his arms were unsupported for a moment, and he threw himself forward, and finally put his elbow against the wall next to my ear.We stared at each other for a while, not knowing what to do.

In the chaotic crowd, no one noticed what was happening on our side. We were so close that we were almost close to each other, and the boy's breath and temperature kept spreading to my body.Maybe from behind, we look like we're hugging.

I blinked slowly and looked at the boy in front of me.

"Mr. Hong, does your arm hurt?"

"...a little bit."

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--small theater--

Me: I still remember the first wall-dong

Hong Jiaodong: That time in Xiongying's first year?

Me: Do you still remember

Hong Jiaodong: Remember, you still asked me if my arm hurts

Me: Actually, I wanted to say something at that time.

Boom and jelly:?

Me: Mr. Hong, your smell is really good.

Boom and freeze: ...

Me: (Melancholy) I was really afraid that if I said it, it would scare you away at that time.