Hong Dongjiao fulfilled her wish and came to Chaobao Niuwang's subordinates as a diligent free handyman. As a high-ranking professional hero, the office's tasks were naturally not trivial. She followed her seniors in and out of various occasions , experience is accumulating rapidly.

Other students in the class have also found off-campus internship locations, some have even been recognized by heroes, and are very likely to have long-term internships, and the rest are working hard on their own, trying not to let themselves fall too far behind.

Except for Hong Jiaodong and Baohao Katsuki, these two people are still working hard on tutoring, and they don't even have the qualifications to participate.

Because of this situation, Hong Jiaodong’s ability to complain is increasing day by day, and Bakugo’s anger is getting stronger day by day, but there is no way to solve it. They can only suppress it every day, and take make-up classes on weekends when some people are practicing and some people are resting path of.

Hong Dongjiao was also tossed a bit by Chao Bang Niu Wang. Her behavior of using her real name as a hero like Hong Jiao Dong made him very dissatisfied, but there is no way to change it, so she can only start from other aspects.

The first to bear the brunt is the transformation of the clothes. The man whose real name is Hakama Tianwei has a lot of objections to her wearing a haori over the combat uniform. He is not only picky about the material of the clothes, but even tried to get her to change the haori into a denim jacket.

Impossible, even killing her.

She backs off saying he has good taste.

At this time, girls are more troublesome than boys, and Hakama Tianwei can't do the act of taking off her coat and forcing a change of clothes, but just asks her to separate the knee pads and boots on her legs as much as possible to make the legs look more slender.

"Your hair is too long, why don't you consider cutting it off?" After correcting his clothes, he began to point at her hair again, just like the dean of the discipline department.

Hong Dongjiao quietly went to ask other assistants in the office. When she saw the photo of the back of her head, she finally understood what the boy was looking at her gloating at. She took out her phone without hesitation, and she Save that photo.

Of course, if it is not used as a reference, she will never be reduced to the end of Bakugou.

For such a long time, she has not cut the hair on the back, but occasionally trimmed the bangs slightly. The hair behind her has reached below the waist. In addition, her hair is of good quality, and it is very beautiful when it falls down. Even Hakama Tianwei himself said After saying this, the next moment I felt a little reluctant.

"Actually, it's not that much of a hindrance to movement, except that it sometimes enters the mouth."

She took a few thin rubber bands and braided the loose hair in front into a twist, letting it hang down naturally.

"That's fine."

The man who unsuccessfully applied hairspray to his hair: "..."

"Forget it, it's up to you."

The city has been relatively calm these days. Compared with the previous period, the crime rate has been much lower. However, this calmness is more like the sea before the storm. Under the waveless sea, there are huge waves flooding.

One day when she went to the office on the weekend as usual, she received a new task.

"Security for the National Tennis Competition?" Flipping through the information in her hand, the girl asked doubtfully, "Is it just me?"

"In addition to Quanshui, the two of you go together, just focus on a few games." The spring that Hakama Tianwei said was a new member of the firm in the past two years, and also a graduate of Xiongying. Senior, personality is a rare healing type, so it is highly valued.

"Although there are fewer disaster sites in the past two days, it's not impossible. Isn't it better for Senior Quanshui to go there? If you are really worried, then send a combat-type senior to go with me."

"……You do not get it."

Thinking of the scene of the middle school tennis Kanto tournament before, Hakama Tianwei couldn’t help touching his forehead: "Your task is not mainly to defeat the enemy... Of course, it is also necessary if there are enemies, and more importantly, when there are injuries, prevent the situation. further deterioration."

"You mean...you want me to stop the game when necessary according to my own judgment when no enemy appears?" Something worse?"

"It's just a competition for junior high school students. Injuries will definitely happen, but there should be no more serious ones."

There is a reason for Hong Dongjiao to say this.

Now that personalities are prevalent, sports events have long lost their former glory, and for a while, the use of personalities in sports competitions has also caused great controversy. Sometimes an easy-to-use personality can easily surpass others for more than ten years Efforts, this pair caused an uproar in a sports game that is dominated by fair competition.

So decades ago, the laws in this area had been perfected. Whenever regional and national competitions were held, special personality detectors would be placed. was immediately disqualified from the competition.

In such an environment, the sports competitions are well preserved, and it is different from the overly spectacular Xiongying Sports Festival, which does not have a passionate taste.

"You don't have to worry about this. It is easy to judge if life-threatening situations occur during their playing." Hakama Tianwei said helplessly. He is not very good at explaining. If you really can't stop it, it will be Quanshui's turn to show up."

With many doubts, Hong Dongjiao took over the task.

The national competition is not just one game, but a lot of teams competing together. I thought there were only two people, and there was no way to take care of it. Unexpectedly, Quanshui had already produced a list and circled a few teams with a red pen: " We just have to watch these."

She took it over and took a look. They were all familiar school names, and one of them was even considered when she graduated from elementary school in that world. The girl looked at the young man suspiciously and asked, "Senior Quanshui, why are you so proficient?"

Quan Shui smiled, his smile was full of vicissitudes and sadness: "It's very simple, these schools have criminal records."

The venue of the competition was very lively. It was a completely different atmosphere from the Xiongying Sports Festival. The people who came and went were young girls who were about the same age as her, full of vigor and vitality. Their strange clothes made them look like heroes. people, but a little out of place.

Hong Dongjiao has never been to such an occasion, or she has never even participated in ordinary club activities. Since she can remember, she has been working hard to become a hero. After school, she always goes home for training, and club activities are also scheduled. Deva canceled without saying hello to the school.

It is also because of a certain person who knows a little about tennis, but only knows the rules of the game.

By the way, this is a national tennis competition. If nothing else, he should also...

Getting used to the fiery gaze and the constant sound of taking pictures, the beautiful girl chatted softly with the seniors around her, occasionally seeing the camera, she would not dodge it, and the corners of her mouth raised a small gentle arc, causing bursts of screams.

"This is the third runner-up of this year's first-grade sports festival! It looks even more beautiful up close than on TV!"

"She's looking at me! She's looking at me! Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooool?t hand

"Stupid! Don't disturb their work!"

"Is that the Hero Spring? I was healed by him before, and his speech is super gentle!"

"Come here today, even if you don't watch the game, you will get your money back."

Quan Shui glanced at the girl in surprise, laughed and teased, "You're already so popular when you're only in the first grade, and it will definitely be even worse in the future."

"Yeah." The girl nodded slightly, responding to everyone's gaze, "Hearing these cheers, I always feel more motivated."

Strong, beautiful, and good personality, in this heroic society where popularity accounts for a large part, needless to say, the national approval rate of girls will not be low.

"After you graduate, I'll rely on you to cover me!"

"Senior, don't make fun of me."

When she saw that familiar figure, her guess was confirmed, but the young man in this world didn't know her, so he didn't come forward to say hello, and found a place to sit outside the arena, waiting for the start of the game.

She didn't expect, she didn't pay attention, but the teenagers inside discussed her instead.

"Didn't we save that girl? You really are a hero!"

"This senior is only one year older than us. He's amazing. He's so active in his first year of high school. Didn't Marui from Lihai say that she already has a fan site?"

"Really? I want to join the club! Can I talk to you later? We are also friends."

"No...he was still in a coma at the time, whether he knew us or not is still a problem."

Finally someone knows the truth.

"But Atobe," the sharp-obsessed Ninja poked his minister's arm, "That Hong-sang just now seems to be looking at you."

Atobe frowned, except for accidentally saving her last time, he was pretty sure that he didn't know the girl named Hong, but his family had some connections with the Hong family.

It seems that my mother mentioned that she is ranked No. 2 with her, no, now it is No. 1. She and that Andewa's wife seem to be old schoolmates, and they have a very close relationship, but since the other party married Andewa, they have gradually become friends. Estranged, have lost contact in recent years.

But these have nothing to do with him.

Atobe stared at today's opponent, and there was always an unusual excitement in fighting against an old enemy. Those people in blue and white team uniforms were the ones they needed to be serious about.

Let's fight again, Qingxue.

It's just that they didn't get what they wanted after all, and they were just playing against each other. Suddenly, it started to rain lightly, and the rain was getting heavier, without any sign of stopping.

It is estimated that after this game, the subsequent games will be postponed.

They were playing in the rain, and Hong Dongjiao and Quanshui continued to watch in the rain, soaked from top to bottom. Quanshui originally wanted to find something to protect the girl from the rain, but after being politely rejected, he didn't continue to insist.

"Senior Quanshui." Hong Dongjiao questioned sincerely, "Are you sure... this group of people didn't use their personalities?"

Quan Shui nodded, as if I understood exactly what you were thinking, and patted the girl on the shoulder: "Believe me, they really didn't use their personalities."

The girl was silent for a while, and after a long time, she let out a deep breath.

"Suddenly, I had a little doubt."

"I was admitted to Xiongying, is it because too many people didn't choose the path of being a hero?"

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