[Comprehensive] Please accept my continuous affection

I thought it was a normal high school even though it was Hung Young High.

For example, after I, who is as good as a hero, said harsh words on the radio station, there should be no fool who would take the initiative to come to provoke me.

I underestimated the brain circuit of this class of heroes.

First of all, a passer-by boy from the next class directly blocked my classroom door during lunch break and asked me to fight in the gymnasium.

The reason was that I was unconvinced by my first-ranked score in the entrance examination.

To be honest, although I have a small part of rescue points, the actual combat points also account for more than half, okay?

Then we applied for the gym and I hammered him in the closed gym.

Personality, as long as it is not controlled like the Liushui students in our class, I am not very hypocritical.

After all, I was Street Fighter's most capable little follower since I was a child, and even Kyoya couldn't fault my reflexes.

When I walked out of the gymnasium, the boy from the next class who was slapped into the wall by me covered his injured half of his face and said aggrievedly, "Why aren't you afraid of my cane whip attack?"

... Are you Miao Frog Flower? You still attack with a rattan whip.

"The speed is too slow for you." I pretended to be strong and raised my chin to him, and said harshly, "Anything that can be seen and avoided by the naked eye is nothing to be afraid of?!"

And even if you get me, I can just bear it, it's not a big deal.

The second one who came to get a beating was Hanhan Mao Youyou from our class.

I almost choked on the noodles in my mouth when he proposed to spar.

"I've heard all about it!" Maoyou put the plate on the seat next to me familiarly, and sat down next to me under the disgusted eyes of Kasuga-san who was sitting opposite me, "Aren't you Beat up the wonderful frog seed next door?"

...Ah, are you talking about the Frog Flower?Sorry I didn't remember his name.

Maoyou said excitedly: "Class B has spread, saying that you fought hard with Miao Frog for 10 minutes, and finally won the victory with a surprise attack."

"?" I calmly stirred the noodle soup in the bowl, "Three minutes after the idiot started fighting, the villain was crazily beeping funny lines over there, but stepped on a stone and staggered. Ugly, rushed over and slapped him into the wall."

"..."

"Then the battle is over."

On the opposite side, Kasuga-san put down his chopsticks, put one hand flat on his chest, and slapped his palm with the other hand, clapping for my wonderful battle retelling with a deadpan gesture.

Kusuo floating on her left and Mitsuri sitting on her right were spirit bodies, but they also applauded me.

"What's the funny line?" Kasuga-san asked curiously.

"Oh, that," I recalled, "It's nothing more than 'hahaha look I beat you in 10 minutes', 'See you're a girl, I'll spare your life if you beg me now', 'Look at my big casserole Is there a fist?" or something."

Kasuga-san nodded: "You can bear it for 3 minutes."

"I was also boasting in my heart that I was awesome." I sighed, "The prospect of a professional hero is dark——"

Especially with these funny and silly characters who come to find someone when they have nothing to do, don’t you guys prepare more for sports festivals when you have time?

I haven't seen your great Ms. Sen Luo. Recently, you have squeezed out a precious half an hour to start doing yoga?

"Anyway, I think Mori you are pretty handsome." Maomata was a little excited, "Let's have a duel too!"

"...?"

——Here it appears, it is the second Hanhan in the wild.

"What?" I turned to look at him blankly, "Meow, are you going to use Crazy Grab on me?"

"...What the hell! Don't call me meow!" Classmate Maoyou blushed, "I'm just inviting you to compete!"

So am I a free sparring machine?

You energetic boys don't keep bugging me, okay?

I'm just an ordinary announcer, and I'm still a scumbag who can't show my personality for the time being. You might as well challenge the famous Tyrannosaurus senior in the second grade.

"I refuse." I squinted at Maoyou, "I refuse any challenge that is not a rival in love."

Classmate Maoyou: "..."

"If you want to fight with me," I stretched my neck, and pointed my finger at some of the very noticeable seniors who were walking out of the cafeteria, "Why don't you go and confess your love to Senior Hong?"

Classmate Maoyou: "...don't be joking."

Kasuga-san interrupted: "Do you mean I can duel with you at any time?"

"Accompany me at any time." I grinned at her, "I really want to knock you down on the ground with a blasting hammer."

Kasuga-san: "..." She lowered her head and drank the soup expressionlessly.

"Huh, isn't it because the sports festival is coming?" Maomata seemed to have no appetite, and his cat ears drooped, "So I always thought that if I could actually fight, maybe I would improve a little bit."

I held the a la carte chicken leg between my hands, looking for a place to eat, and replied absent-mindedly: "There are so many students in the class, just pick any one besides me."

"But Sen Luo, you are No.1." The cat opened its eyes wide again, "No one has seen you use your personality before. Is your personality so mysterious?"

I ignored his last sentence: "I am temporarily No.1. No.1 is not only in our grade, the sophomore, I promise to rub you on the ground in the first minute."

"...Bakugo-senpai?" Maomata's ears perked up and trembled, feeling a little embarrassed, "That's the senior I look forward to."

I was shocked by this sudden confession, I looked at Momata classmate hesitantly, thought for a while, and said to him: "Senior Bohao is not bad."

"..." Not only Kasuga-san on the opposite side, but even Nekomata-san, who was looking forward to Bakugo, all stared at me with a look of "Are you out of your mind?"

I snorted: "I met him when I came to school this morning. I rely on him to be so handsome——"

Kasuga raised his eyebrows: "So you've moved on?"

"...That's not true. Senior Bohao is obviously more difficult to attack, right?"

"Do you like everyone based on the difficulty of the strategy?"

I exchanged words with Haruhi-san before turning around to take care of Nekomata-san next to me.

"If you want to express your admiration for Senior Bakugo," I gave him a thumbs up, "I can write a free [-]-word lyrical essay for you, and broadcast it in the evening to relax."

"...Please spare me!" Mao You felt ashamed, "Not everyone is as active as you, Sen Luo."

What are you doing?

Positivity is my strength.

However, when I was stopped for the third time by a few girls who seemed to be in the ordinary class of the first grade, saying that they wanted to fight me to the death, I was completely speechless.

"Duel?" I counted three people on the other side, "You three, fight with me, wheel fight?"

"Of course not!" The older sister who was the leader of the other party didn't feel ashamed at all, "You are from the hero department, of course the three of us will go together."

"..."

I take a deep breath.

"Hurry up and get the fuck out of my way, you guys can say this kind of nonsense that singles out my old lady, you're going to be shameless!"

The other party didn't seem to expect me to be such a irascible old lady, and was a little dazed for a while, and then his face slowly turned red.

"If you get in the way again, I'll sue the teacher!"

Throwing down these words viciously, I hurriedly bypassed a few people and walked towards the radio station.

"...Tell the teacher." Kusuo complained leisurely, "I really have never seen a person who is more worthless than you."

"Oh, this is the best way." I said, "Look at those few, they are here to find fault and form gangs. I'm afraid I won't be able to control my prehistoric power and they will all be thrown away. It’s time to write another review.”

"But it's really annoying, people always come up to find fault." Kusuo frowned, "Forget it if you come to discuss, just treat it as a practical training. It's really annoying to have a sense of presence when you have no skills."

"That's right!" I nodded vigorously and stepped into the door of the broadcasting room.

Senior sister Takamori was the only one at the radio station, and she said that senior Fujioka had something to ask for leave today.

"I have a little something to do today." Gao Sen-senpai smiled apologetically, "After you finish, turn off the lights and lock the door, can you Sen Luo?"

"No problem, senior sister! You go, walk slowly! Are you going on a date?"

"How is it possible?" Senior sister Gao Sen couldn't help laughing, and waved to me, "Goodbye."

I watched her walk out of the gate of the radio station, closed the door, reached out and knocked on the microphone, pressed the button, and sat down in front of the microphone.

There was already a small stack of sorted manuscripts on the platform, and some of them were taken from the mailbox and carefully printed out by Senior Sister Gao Sen.

"Ahem." While clearing my throat into the microphone, I casually flipped through the manuscript in my hand, "Good afternoon, everyone, it's time for the expected end of school again, are you all cheering in your hearts? Ah, in the morning because I get up late, so the morning broadcast is doomed, but the evening broadcast is my last line! I will never let the broadcast be interrupted for a whole day!"

"By the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am the broadcaster Mori Luomen. My current goal is to inherit the radio station after Fujioka stationmaster graduates. Well, I will work hard."

"Then, let's start today's Mori Mian's letter complaining time-ah, this program name is something I thought of temporarily, I will change it later if there is a better one, I feel a little shy to put my name on the program. "

I flipped through the manuscript.

"An anonymous classmate wrote to say that the fried pork cutlets in the cafeteria are really delicious. I really want to know how to cook them! ——Student, I think you can search for the cooking methods of fried pork cutlets on the Internet. The key is the ingredients and sauce Juice...how can we say that the canteen of our school is made by professional cooking heroes, how could it be unpalatable."

"By the way, speaking of the canteen, I want to say that I really want to eat dumplings in the canteen. Why are dumplings only served in the afternoon, and I go home to eat after school in the afternoon. Our school canteen doesn't support evening take-out service, which is too bad Is it humanized? I work so hard to broadcast for 10 minutes every day, and I have to cook when I go back. It’s really painful!...In short, I hope the school will consider my sincere suggestion.”

The manuscripts are almost the same club recruitment and finding notices as yesterday. I finished reading it quickly, and I didn't even bother to complain.

"You guys should try your best to send out high-quality manuscripts when we have fewer high-quality manuscripts, and when there are more manuscripts in the future," I said coldly, "I will be the first to sift all the manuscripts recruited by your club and throw them into the trash can! Members need to use loudspeakers to recruit, do you have a bottom line?! Isn’t club recruitment supposed to be conquered with personality charm?!”

"Then the next one... tsk, someone actually sent me the challenge letter." I looked at the signature, "Student XX from class B of the first grade, I will verbally type the code for you for privacy protection. , You are already the fourth wave of people who come to me to compete. I said, it’s not that there is no chance to compete. You don’t know how troublesome it is to apply for a gym! And my schedule is very full! I will write this kind of challenge in the future , please attach the challenge fee! Am I a free beating machine?!"

I grunted and picked up the next manuscript.

"Advice to radio stations—hey, the sun comes out from the west, and there are such serious articles!"

I immediately sat up straight and looked down.

"Suggestions to the radio station, the letter broadcasting session is indeed very attractive, but I always feel that Mr. Sen Luo is very hard to talk alone - woo woo woo, where did this little angel come from - so I would like to make a suggestion, the radio station can Invite teachers and students who are more distinctive in the school to come to the broadcasting station as guests, and do a special guest interview, which may be more attractive. Which little angel is this? Let me see the name and I must treat you to dinner! … Ah, there is no signature."

I turned the manuscript over to the back.

"—Hey, wait, there's more on the back. Speaking of special guests, I strongly recommend the senior Hong Jiaodong from class A of the second year! Please the broadcasting station must invite senior Hong to be the first episode of the special guest... this Classmate, let me inform you that the meal I owe you is gone! Your thoughts are not positive at all! At this time, it is undoubtedly the most correct to invite Mr. All Might to be the guest of the first episode!!"

After a pause, I added: "Of course, we will consider this proposal. After all, I am just a broadcaster with no real power, and we need our station master and deputy station chief to notify everyone after review."

"So, that's the end of today's evening broadcast. Before I die of starvation, I still wish you all a wonderful night... Why is it raining outside?!"

The author has something to say: Senior Bo Hao must be invited as a special guest!

must!

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

Thanks to the little angels who voted [Mine]: I want to see 2 MAMOs;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Pirate Geng 19 bottles; Ashou 5 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!