The love spiral of super ordinary subjects [Comprehensive me English]

"Freshman Ball??"

The whole classroom exclaimed in unison.

"That's right, the freshmen's ball." The homeroom teacher Hound emphasized on stage: "Xiongying had a freshman's ball the year before last. Don't be so surprised."

"No, who knew that the hero department will also participate in this year!" At the same time, the discussion in the hero department became more heated, and Kirishima Ruijiro shouted: "The freshman ball sounds like the rich young masters in the ordinary department." Miss will be able to participate!"

"Don't say that, Kirishima-san," Ashdo Sanna reminded, "General subjects are general exams, so why are they all wealthy young masters?"

"Cough, not so much a wealthy family." The eldest lady, 800 million, who was born in a top wealthy family but unexpectedly down-to-earth, coughed and explained:

"It's better to say that the freshman ball is more like the painting style of Bingdi and Diguang."

A group of people over there were having a heated discussion, and a certain explosion department in the classroom where no one could get near put his feet on the desk, with a look of disdain: "Hmph, what kind of boring garbage activities, I will never participate."

"Bakugou, Mr. Aizawa has already said that every student must participate," Tenya Iida retorted seriously as he pushed his glasses away.

The milk-blond hair suddenly exploded into a hedgehog, and changed into a shark's face in a few seconds: "I want you to take care of it, four-eyed boy!"

"It's terrible, classmate Baohao." Shangming Electric complained.

"It's none of your business, idiot face!"

Hong Jiaodong sat in front of his desk, staring at the phone screen with his chin resting.His air-conditioning seems to be unfriendly to strangers, but in Class A, there will always be those who are not afraid of death, such as Izuku Midoriya.

What I saw in the cafeteria and the school gate before made Izuku Midoriya a little concerned. How did Hong and Nana, these two strangers, know each other?

Intuition told him that he seemed to have missed something.

Izuku Lvgu tried to find a topic: "Boom classmate, excuse me!"

"?" Hong Jiaodong raised his head with questioning eyes.

"Uh... at the freshman dance party, classmate Hong must be more experienced, right?" Izuku Midoriya was not very social, and he was talking nonsense, thinking how he could bring the topic to him and Nana's acquaintance.

"No." Hong Jiaodong replied, looking down at the phone, there was still no reply on the screen, he was a little disappointed.

"Then, has Classmate Hong found a dance partner?"

No, it's not!He obviously wanted to ask how Hong Jiaodong knew Nana!Ask what is out of your mouth!

Hong Jiaodong was a little surprised. He looked at his brother who invited the girl, and then glanced at the phone, his eyes softened inexplicably:

"I invited, but she hasn't replied yet."

"Hey, hey?" Hearing the boy's topic, a few boys next to him leaned over and crossed their shoulders. The most gossiping Mineta asked excitedly: "Have you found a dance partner? Who is it? Is it pretty?"

Erlang Xiangxiang and other girls rolled their eyes one after another, feeling speechless at the frivolity of the boys.

"...beautiful." The indifferent Chi Nian boy thought for a few seconds before nodding.

"What!" "Have you found a good-looking dance partner so quickly? You are indeed a classmate!" Several boys shouted, causing many people in the classroom to listen with ears pricked up, including the explosive durian head who refused to admit defeat.

"Look at the picture! How beautiful!" Umi Naruto urged with a salivating face.

"Do not."

Hong Jiaodong frowned and refused.

On the other end, in the general classroom, Nana was facing the opened text message input field, her face blushing.

God knows she received a text message last night and almost screamed.

"Although it's very presumptuous, I still want to ask, the freshman dance, would you like to be my dance partner?"

The silver-haired girl had just taken a shower, and when she saw this text message, she jumped onto the big bed and pounded the pillow frantically.

///A///

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Nana picked up the phone and read it word by word. She felt blood rushing to the top of her head. She buried her face in the soft quilt and continued hammering the bed crazily.

"What are you happy about?" The uncle's voice sounded, and a black cat turned around and asked in front of the desk.

"My male god invited me to be my dance partner! Freshman dance!" Nana pressed her phone to her heart with an excited expression.

"Xiongying is so advanced, and there is also a freshman dance?" Sakamoto, the black cat with a red scarf, complained, and turned to continue watching the theater version on the PAD.Because she was worried that Sakamoto would be exposed and scare Green Valley's mother, Nana gave it the PAD.

"Will replying immediately reveal that I have a crush on him?" After being excited, Nana looked back and forth: "How can I promise better?"

"Stupid, tell him to think about it first." The fluffy face covered the expression of dead house, and the black cat Sakamoto stared at the movie version of One Piece on the PAD without looking back: "Then promise it tomorrow and it's over." .”

"That's right!" Nana wrinkled her nose and typed:

[Jun Hong, please let me think about it, can I give you an answer tomorrow? ]

Wrinkling her nose, Nana is now facing the screen, bitter and bitter.

What to do, after a long time, I don't know how to reply now!

Mr. Hong, I would like to?

No, that's too idiotic, and it's not marriage.

Mr. Hong, I promise you?

It feels strange and hypocritical, as if unwilling.

Mr. Hong, please give me more advice.

This is it!The silver-haired girl typed quickly as if she had made up her mind, and even closed her eyes when she clicked send, not daring to look at it.

The worrying person continued to observe the neighboring table with great interest, and felt that she looked haughty, but her expression was quite rich.

Thinking of what the teacher said about the freshman dance in the morning, I was so worried that I glanced at the vacuum around me and said, "At the same table, do you have a dance partner?"

Shocked, Nana turned her gaze from the screen to him: "What are you doing?"

"If you don't have a partner, how about we make do?"

"No," Nai Nai snorted arrogantly, and shook the phone at the seaweed-headed boy, blushing: "I've already been invited!"

[Send Successfully] is displayed on the screen.

[New text message] The long-awaited profile picture appeared on the screen, Hong Jiao Dong turned his head, and ignored the noisy discussion of a circle of people.

[Green Valley Nana]: Mr. Hong, please give me more advice.

The beautiful eyes of different colors suddenly softened.

"Kirishima-kun, please step aside." Holding the phone, wanting to make a call, Hong Jiaodong stood up.

The screen flickered, and Izuku, who was listening to everyone's discussion, suddenly caught a familiar pattern.

The avatar displayed on the phone seems to be a black cat.

It's very similar to Nana's address book avatar.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, the inexplicable suffocation that followed seemed to strangle his neck, making it difficult for Izuku Midoriya to breathe.

The half-cold and half-burned boy walked through the crowd to the classroom.

The noise around him became blurred, and Izuku Midori's mind became chaotic. Standing in place, he froze for a long time before he could react.

Hong Jiaodong had already walked to the door, dialing a number on his cell phone while walking.

Green Valley Izuku chased after him.

Hiding around the corner, Izuku heard the conversation between Hong Jiaodong and the girl on the phone from the corridor beside him, which became more and more clear.

"...Then, I'll come back to pick you up before the dance."

The girl on the phone seemed to say something like no need.

"See you at the door? If you insist, fine." The boy's voice was low, but his tone was as gentle as coaxing.He stopped talking, and the other end of the phone said a long list of things very lively, looking very happy.

That voice really resembles Nana.

Bending down and trying to distinguish, Izuku Midoriya's hands clenched the sportswear on his knees, and the numbness gradually came up.

However, it won't be Nana's.

From the announcement of the freshman ball, to everyone's discussion, and then to being driven to the table of escorts who are as indifferent as nobles, asking, what is it that he has been deliberately ignoring?

When I heard the young man laughing happily, what made my heart almost stop beating?

Is it the wind that suddenly blows outside the window?

Is it sunny to cloudy?

No, neither.

"...May I call you Nana?"

Following the boy's sudden voice, it was the feeling that Midoriya Izuku woke up at that moment.

It turned out that what I thought of at the time,

I want Nana to be my dance partner.

Class begins.

Bakugo Katsumi glanced at Izuku Midoriya with a blank expression.

It's not right.

The durian-headed boy, who seemed rough but actually thoughtful, frowned his handsome eyebrows, remembering the scene just now: the half-faced bastard went out to make a phone call, and Fei Jiu chased him out as if he wanted to ask him something.

Then when he came back, he looked out of his mind.

What did the two of them say?

Is it personality?Or is it that with Fei Jiumuqiang's character, he no longer troubled himself, but changed his target to that yin and yang face?

It can't be because of that bloody ball!

Gritting his molars, Bakugo Katsuki's expression darkened.The students around should listen to the lecture and should be distracted. No one noticed his anger.

This feeling of being sidelined, out of the spotlight, is terrible.

When school was over yesterday, he left alone, and no one was around him anymore.

I also saw that woman in front of me, Lugu Nana, talking and laughing with a general subject, and took the initiative to say hello to the guy with half of her face, with a nympho look on her face.

Gee.

Licking his tooth socket, Katsuki Bakugo's ruby-like eyes narrowed, and he turned viciously to the half-cold, half-burning genius boy on the other side.

The other party looked out the window absent-mindedly, felt his super-presence and fierce eyes, glanced at Katsuki Bakugo, withdrew his eyes expressionlessly and continued to be in a daze.

Hmph, recommended to give birth... So what about Andewa's son, sooner or later he will have to give him a look.

Teacher Midnight’s ridicule came from the podium:

"...Everyone has to hurry up, the ratio of male to female in the hero department is out of balance, and the grass on the edge of the nest is very popular! For example, our 800 million, the standard white and rich beauty~~~"

"Mr. Midnight!" The perfect young lady who was called was blushing, and the whole class laughed.

"Tch—" Bakugo Katsuki let out a disdainful voice.

"Oh? Classmate Baohao looks very dissatisfied," Teacher Midnight raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that the partner problem has been solved long ago? Not bad!"

"I don't need such rubbish as a dance partner!" Bakugo Katsumi arrogantly bowed his head and uttered nonsense.

Midnight teacher smiled, didn't bother with him, clapped his hands and turned back to the topic of the lecture.

Boy, look at the current rate of leaving the singles, hehe; if everyone had no match, who would consider adding the hero department to the dance?

With Bao Hao's character, he would be damned if he could get out of the order.

She bet fifty cents.