Qiu Ren is always very tired [Comprehensive]

The second game finally ended with the victory of the Hong team. Green Valley failed to regain his 1000 million points, but fortunately, Chang An snatched a few points from others, and the Green Valley team advanced to No.4. three games.

Bakugo, who once again missed the No.1 position, looked even more irritable. Seeing this, Kirishima and Sero immediately rushed to grab him before he got angry.

"Anyway, we have all advanced. Besides, this is not the final result. There are still competitions to come. It's fine if we win in the end."

Kirishima comforted him very patiently, and Sero also echoed.

"What I want is an outright victory. It doesn't make any sense if you can't get the No.1 promotion!"

Bakugo said with a dark face and unwillingness.

"Student Baohao's competitive spirit is really strong."

Ye Yin finally recovered from the blow of elimination when he heard Baohao's words.

"It turns out that the things he said in his opening speech were not just for provocation."

Ashido, who formed a team with Bakugou just now, has a deep understanding of this, "He has been aiming at No.1 from the beginning."

"However, he failed to get the first two times."

Ye Yin gloated and said in a low voice, she didn't mean to laugh at it, but what Bao Hao said just now made her, a contestant who was eliminated, a little unhappy.

"But speaking of it, classmate Hong obviously won, but he doesn't seem to be happy at all."

Ashdo looked at the winning team Toro, Kami Naruto, Mineta and Erlang were proudly showing off the fact that he advanced to the next competition with the number one ranking, Iida was working with Midoriya and Liri Talking about something, 800 million was comforting Erlang, who was irritated by Shangming's show off, but her comfort seemed to have the opposite effect, and Erlang looked even angrier.

Among the H team who successfully advanced to the next game with the No.1 score, only H remained silent in the same place, with the same indifferent look on his face as before, and he didn't have the slightest intention to communicate with others.

"Isn't Hong-student always like that? If you really write all your emotions on your face like Bakugo-san, then it's not Hong-student."

Ye Yin said seriously.

Ashdo felt that what Ye Yin said made sense, so he didn't pay too much attention to Hong's body, but turned his eyes to the teacher's viewing seat, looking for Qiuren's figure.

"Why didn't you see Teacher Elio..."

Not seeing the teacher she was thinking of, Ashido muttered in a low voice with some disappointment. She originally hoped that Akito would praise her for her performance in this competition, but in the end she found no one at all.

"Teacher Elio's words, there. By the way, who is the uncle next to him, he looks so familiar."

Ye Yin pointed to a certain position and said hesitantly.

Ashdo looked in the direction where her glove was pointing, and she saw Akito, and standing with him was a tall middle-aged man. This man was wrapped in a mass of burning flames, which looked eye-catching. Extremely.

"That's the NO.2 hero, Andrew!"

Ashido was so surprised that he unconsciously raised his voice a few times.

Ye Yin suddenly realized, "No wonder I think that uncle looks familiar."

"But why does the NO.2 hero stand with Mr. Elio?"

After recovering from the surprise, Ashdo looked at the two people standing in the stands close to the stadium with some doubts, puzzled, and then she glanced at Hong who was standing on the spot with her whole body. The young man exuding a strong aura of not being close to strangers was walking in that direction at the moment.

"What are you doing over there, classmate?"

Ye Yin also noticed the boy's movements, and asked curiously.

"Little Tou, don't you know?"

Wabuki appeared out of nowhere and inserted into the conversation between the two quite naturally.

"Classmate Hong's father is that Andeva."

"Eh?!"

Towabuki's words successfully put the two girls into a state of petrification.

……

"This gentleman."

Qiuren stood in front of Andeva, preventing him from going any further.

"The game is not over yet, can you please go back to the auditorium?"

"Go away."

Andeva glanced at him indifferently, as if he didn't notice his obstruction at all.

Qiuren was not frightened by his gaze, and stood in front of him unmoved, with a polite smile on his face.

"This is the school's regulation. Before the end of the competition, no outsiders are allowed to enter the competition venue. Please cooperate."

"Are you a staff member of the school?"

Andeva's tone of voice was as indifferent as his expression.

"I am the teacher here."

Qiuren replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Ah."

The corner of Andeva's mouth suddenly turned into a mocking arc, "A person like you can be a teacher here, Xiongying is really getting more and more depraved."

When he said this, he didn't hide his ridicule and contempt for the too young youth in front of him at all. The other staff who came with Qiuren couldn't stand it anymore, but due to the identity of the other party, he couldn't bear it. Can only endure silently.

As the person being ridiculed, Qiu Ren didn't seem to care about the other party's insulting words at all, and the smile on his face didn't diminish a bit because of his sarcastic eyes.

"I think it's great to be able to cultivate a hero who is an excellent professional hero like Mr. Koyanji. It is my honor to work here."

Hearing his original name suddenly, Andeva was stunned for a moment, but soon he realized that although the young man on the other side was praising him on the surface, he was mocking him in essence because he also came from Xiongying. I am qualified to laugh at this school, let alone the young people who are teachers.

"you……"

Andwar wanted to say something, but a voice suddenly interrupted what he was about to say.

"What are you doing here?"

With a familiar voice and a familiar indifferent tone, Andeva looked at the young man walking towards him, and the expression on his face suddenly changed from indifference to joy.

"You came just in time, Jiao Dong, I have something to tell you."

"I have nothing to say to you."

The young man still had the same indifferent expression on his face, but if he looked carefully, he seemed to be able to see a hint of strong hatred from his calm eyes.

"..."

Andeva was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect his son to be so disrespectful in front of outsiders, the joy on his face was replaced by anger, and the flames wrapped around him seemed to echo his true mood at the moment , burning more vigorously.

"Need I remind you that there are no shielding facilities around the two of you?"

Qiuren opened his mouth before Andewa had an attack. Hearing this, Andewa glanced at the prying eyes from the surrounding viewing platforms. Although he is not the kind of person who cherishes feathers, it does not mean that He is happy to let others watch his excitement at will.

"Come with me."

Andeva said to the boy, suppressing his anger.

But before the boy could respond, Qiu Ren on the side spoke up first.

"Until the end of the game, the players are not allowed to leave the arena. This is a rule. In addition, you should leave here too. Mr. Andeva, as I said just now, this is not the auditorium."

"..."

Andeva stared at him for a long time, and when he saw that the young man on the opposite side remained unchanged, he snorted and turned around to leave.

"Why don't you go?"

After walking a few steps, Andeva seemed to have thought of something, and turned his head to look at the young man behind him who had no intention of leaving at all.

The corner of Qiu Ren's mouth curved into a very standard smile, "Because I am a teacher here, I am not considered an outsider."

Andeva's mood suddenly became worse.

……

When Andewa left, he also took away the inquiring sights around him. Although there were still people looking at him here and there from time to time, it was obviously much less than before.At this time, the blunt and patterned smile on the corner of Qiuren's mouth gradually eased.

"Great game."

Qiu Ren looked at the young man under the stage, a faint smile flashed in the black eyes under the glasses.

"Mr. Cement Division and Mr. Marksman both speak highly of you."

"how about you?"

The young man in the audience whispered something, but Qiuren didn't really listen.

"Ok?"

"Then what do you think?"

The boy suddenly raised his head and looked at him with an almost stubborn gaze.

"Do you think highly of me too?"

Qiu Ren was taken aback by his question, and then looked at him amusedly, "Of course I think you are very powerful, but I have no..."

Just as Qiu Ren was about to blurt out that he had no personality, he suddenly thought of the sentence that the boy said to him in the classroom that day, don't lie to him, and changed his words abruptly.

"But I don't know much about this kind of use of personality to conduct competitions. The evaluation in this aspect is still more convincing from other teachers."

"To me, your approval is more convincing than everyone else's evaluation."

The boy still had no expression on his face, but his eyes with different colors were full of seriousness.

Qiu Ren was taken aback by the serious look in his eyes, and didn't know how to respond for a while, but fortunately, the boy said another sentence after a while.

"You will cheer for me in the next game."

"of course."

Qiu Ren readjusted his emotions, smiled and nodded.

"I'll sit there and cheer you on."

Akito said, pointing to the viewing seats in the classroom.

"It's not you, it's 'you'."

The young man frowned slightly, and solemnly corrected what Qiuren said just now.

"I want you to cheer for me alone."

The boy looked at him seriously and said.

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Today is also a direct serve of Mr. Hong _(:з」∠)_