My Hero Academia: Scars Heroes Quanyue

Chapter 300

The grudge between Xiankouyu and Quanyue is big or small, but not small.

He also killed the Heroes who had been protecting him in front of Quanyue. Although his starting point was for Quanyue’s good, and was ordered by Quanyue’s biological father-Quanyue still wanted to kill him.

Quanyue after death is a willful and extreme existence.

For Quanyue after his death, the most influential thing is his unfinished obsession.

For example, past appointments, people who have been let down, and delicacies that have not been eaten. Like the ghosts in the legends, he became extremely persistent in certain places, but this obsession gradually deteriorated in the past few years and finally survived by relying on the Quanyue family’s ideals and ideals.

Xiankouyu was one of his rare obsessions by coincidence.

People die like a lamp.

The past life was not like smoke, but turned into a candle of tears, and when it was extinguished, it could not be burnt dry, and it was naturally indelible.

“Yes.” The dead handle wooden hanger admitted, but did not say whether the person was alive or dead. He clenched the muzzle with his hand, and the barrel turned into dust and fell to the ground. He opened his hands generously, looked at Quanyue’s eyes and said, “It’s me.”

He didn’t tell the truth.

Quanyue knew, but didn’t break it. He condensed a brief killing intent and said to the deadwood: “I’m going to class.”

The dead handle wooden hanger made a gentleman’s action and asked people to go back.

Before leaving, he asked Quanyue again, “Are you really dead?” The dead handle wooden hanger asked this not to get any answer. Quanyue didn’t need to answer, and he left by himself.

For people like them, death is not important.

Whether the benefits brought can help them achieve the ultimate goal is important.

Bell Bell Bell-class bell, it rang.

In the classroom, the students sat in their seats. Quanyue straightened his hair and took out the book. “What is this class?” Reading was incidental, and Quanyue didn’t even copy the class schedule. He simply asked Chigu Yunhai, a good student around him.

“Guidance for freshmen admission. A senior and senior sister will explain the precautions in the practical link.” Chitani Yunhai spread out the notes, “According to the law of previous years, this year will also be the direct senior of Class A to explain to us.”

It is a different course from seven years ago. In terms of time, seven years ago, Midoriya Izuku started contacting seniors a while after school started.

It’s a lot ahead now.

“What about after enrollment guidance? Is school over?”

Akiya Yunhai took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to him, “The policy states that freshmen must stay and listen to the lecture.”(Read more @ wuxiax.com)

It’s a new thing again. Quanyue can still accept admissions guidance, but this kind of policy shows that he is really impatient.

“Must stay?” He didn’t have time to continue asking, a chalk tip hit Quanyue’s forehead accurately, and the force attached to the chalk directly left a mark on Quanyue.

“Izumi.” Shinso Hitoshi said coldly, “What are you doing.”

“old–”

Shinso Hitoshi walked over, picked up the chalk head that had fallen under Quanyue’s feet, carefully opened the distance between the chair and the table, and said, “It’s class time. If you don’t feel comfortable sitting, let me stand.”

Quanyue’s eyes widened, but he wanted to speak but couldn’t say it, and his heart was directly depressed.

Shinso Hitoshi, quirk [brainwashing].

As long as the other party answers his words, he will be brainwashed successfully.

This trick used to work well before-now with the identity of this class teacher, it is simply the best weapon to deal with mischievous students, okay? If you are asked to stop, you will be fined. If you are asked to face the wall, you will face the wall. Any squat is a matter of one sentence.

Quanyue silently wrote this matter in his notebook.

Shinso Hitoshi walked to the podium, put the chalk away, and said: “Every year after entering the school, freshmen have to face the process of sports games and extracurricular internships. Taking into account the reform of sports games in recent years, in order to prevent some students from being uncomfortable. Enroll in high-level projects with your ability. Starting from last year, we will ask senior seniors and sisters to explain the sports events and precautions for you.”

“The sports meet will affect a series of issues such as the number of internships and qualifications for your subsequent internships in the office. Now it is not the past. The school does not have an average policy. Everyone has to fight for internships at the sports meet. Even in the second grade. , The third grade is the same.”

“Although U.A High School is the top Heroes college in China and even in the world, it does not mean that everyone in this school is top-notch.”

The originally curious students were vented by these words, and sat sullenly one by one. There was a knock on the door, and a male voice said: “Teacher, I am a student from Class A of the third year.”

With a flick of the chalk in Shinso Hitoshi’s hand, it rattled slightly. There is another chalk mark on Quanyue’s forehead. Suddenly he was released from control, Quanyue sat down on the chair and leaned forward and pressed his face against the table.

He is too difficult.

Tired.

Who knew that Shinso Hitoshi was the head teacher?

For a moment, Quanyue wanted to change classes. He even felt that he should be a little too close to the exam and go fishing in troubled waters in the ordinary class. Although the combat effectiveness is weaker, it is better than facing the stinky face of childhood sweetheart every day, and having to be controlled by the other side every day, to experience something like “I am your father” and “I am your head teacher” Such a sad ethical feeling and unbalanced taste.

Two words: suffocated.

When Quanyue was thinking about going to the ordinary class, the seniors who enrolled in Class A for one year had already stepped onto the stage. The two of them wore U.A high school uniforms, not to mention handsome, at least energetic.

“Hello everyone, my name is Hideichi Tsuruta, a third-year class A student in U.A High School.”

“Hello everyone, I’m Nozawa Tetsuo, a third-year class A student in UA High School.” The vocal boy was a little taller. When his voice was loud and loud, Quanyue’s face lying on the table was shocked by him. It’s numb. He smiled very honestly, his cheeks flushed.

“In the next period of time, the two of us will be responsible for the explanation of the sports meeting registration matters for class A classmates for one year. Everyone, until the end of the sports meeting, if you have any questions about sports events and exercises, please consult us.” In fact, the head teacher can do it At this point, he couldn’t describe in detail the feeling of the game and some of the subtle parts of the opponent like the students who directly participated in the games.

Tsuruta’s eloquence is very good, coupled with Nozawa Tetsuo’s simple supplementary explanation, the atmosphere of the whole class is active, the students directly took out their notebooks and wrote down some things in the notebook.

Everyone listened with gusto, except Quanyue.

He really didn’t have much interest in the sports meeting. He didn’t participate in it seven years ago. As a logistics staff, he diligently faced an explosive student who could explode at any time-it was a disaster. And later, he saw his father and enemy killer at the sports meeting, which triggered a series of events.

It is really a catastrophic fuse.

This also makes Quanyue lack of interest in large-scale events.

He wanted to end it now so that he could peek at what was in the paper he found in the desk in the morning.

“Classmate Quanyue?” Suichi Tsuruta suddenly approached, squinting his eyes and asked humbly, “Is there anything else you can’t understand?”

“……No.”

“Ah, Speaking of Quanyue, short hair is also very good.” Tsuruta Xiu stepped on the landmine, taking risks and taking a test. “But I still think long hair is more suitable for girls.”

Quanyue raised his head. He saw two words written on Tsuruta’s face:

court death.