Personality is secondary disease

Bakugo Katsuki is very upset.

Oh no.

Bakugo Katsuki was very upset.

Just now, ten seconds ago, he was taunted by Chi Guoguo by a woman.

The way of ridicule is so simple and rude that there are only two words - so small.

Yes, just now, when he saw someone's dazed and stupid look, he wanted to tease her on a whim.So he asked casually, "Is it easy to touch?"

As a result, the lifeless woman paused for a while, then stared at him blankly, and then said two words softly from her pretty pink lips, "So small."

so small?

so small! !

It was obviously a plain statement sentence, but Baohao could hear the disgust of nine twists and eighteen turns.

Being despised by a woman for her pectoral muscles...

unprecedented!Bakugo Katsuki felt that his self-esteem had been greatly challenged.

In the quiet compartment, the crackling sound of finger bones sounded particularly crisp and thrilling.

Bahua looked at the twitching corners of Baohao's mouth, and his gradually collapsing facial expression, and secretly screamed in his heart.

Just now... She was so frightened that her brain shut down, and she answered a sentence uncontrollably.

Now, she felt that if she could, she really wanted to die.

I hate the words about boys' chest muscles...

She only dared to complain in her head! !

So... how to redeem now? ?

There was a quick self-criticism and self-remediation in my mind.

Before Baohao's expression completely collapsed, Bahua quickly put on a serious look.

"Wait a moment!"

She frowned slightly, and placed her hand gently on Baohao's chest under the sight of Baohao with the knife.After two seconds of silence, she nodded to herself, and then said in a very solemn tone, "Well, it was a misjudgment just now. It's very big, very big."

"..."

A few seconds passed, and there was still honey in the air.

Bahua thought that Baohao didn't believe it, so she pursed her lips, retracted her hand, silently straightened her back, raised her chest, and added in a firm tone, "It's bigger than mine!"

"..."

"Really!" Continued to save her life, her breasts, which were many times better developed than girls of the same age, were taken out by Eight Flowers to weave a lie that she didn't even believe to save her life.

"No Road Race!"

"Pfft, hahaha...Bahuajiang, you are great!" Midnight, who had been holding back laughter in the front row until his shoulders kept shaking, finally couldn't help bursting out laughing.

This crisis finally ended with Bakugou blushing and retreating to the other side, Midnight, who had been holding back his laughter, laughed out loud, and Bahua, who pretended to be serious, secretly laughed.

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"I've already talked about the precautions in the car. Then, I wish you both good luck~ See you next week!"

Midnight smiled and waved at the two of them, and the small car just flew away in front of them.

Next, see you next week?

"Why do you see me next week?" Bahua carried the luggage in her hand and blinked her eyes in confusion.

"For two consecutive days, I will live here at night."

"?? Why didn't you tell me in advance? I'm not ready yet..." I'm not ready to leave my room of gods and goddesses for a long time, and I haven't seriously asked them for leave...

Omg! !

"Heh." Baohao glanced at Bahua with a expressionless face, and walked inside.

Tell you?You were sleeping like a pig when I told you.

"Ah! Classmate Baohao, wait!" Don't leave her alone in such a crowded strange place!

Soon, the two of them were taken to the office by the teacher in charge of the orphanage.

The extremely simple office can be said to be a combination of office and accommodation.

After the teacher in charge asked the two of them to sit on the only two chairs, he sat casually by the bed.

"The main responsibility of the two of you these days is to accompany the children to do some entertainment activities. Make the children active." The teacher in charge smiled kindly, and his tone was full of joy for the arrival of the two, "And, the two are from Hero Section, but the idols of all the children here! They are very happy to know that you are coming."

Seeing that the two of them had nothing to say, the teacher in charge continued to briefly introduce the situation here.

"Because our hospital is located in the suburbs, the facilities are simple, but we will still try our best to meet some of the requirements of the two."

"Well, I would like to ask... is it just the two of us?"

"Yes." The teacher in charge nodded with a smile, and added, "If the two of you don't have any ideas yet, I have a suggestion. In the past, the volunteer group would hold a small cultural event when they came here. The show... you see..."

Bahua felt that she had encountered the greatest predicament ever.

Just when the teacher in charge made a performance request that was impossible to complete, Bao Haojun nodded without blinking his eyes and said, "Okay."

OK……

Well... what a ghost!

A cultural performance for two? ?

Brother, are you serious?

Unbelievable, can't believe it.

But Katsuki Bakugo dragged her out of the office by dragging her collar under Yahua's sad eyes.

"If you don't have time to complain, it's better to start working earlier!" His hoarse voice was his usual tone.

"..."

Bahua was really depressed this time.It's not because of a petty temper, nor is it because of the poor facilities.

Rather, I have no way to overcome this impromptu performance without any preparation at all.

I was not good at dealing with the situation of many people, let alone in this situation...

what……

"Hey! Smelly woman, what does it look like to be so dejected?" Bakugo took a stainless steel dinner plate and patted Bahua's forehead, pulling her back from her boundless frustration.

"Then what should I do... I haven't prepared anything at all..." Bahua squatted in the corner, almost holding a stick and starting to draw circles.

"Nothing is prepared, start preparing now!"

As he spoke, he flicked the dinner plate with his knuckles.The plate made crisp syllables, and he put it aside in satisfaction, then turned to look at the teacher in charge standing by the door, "Teacher, the things here are all waste, right?"

"Yes. You can take it at will." The teacher in charge nodded with a smile.

"Ok."

"What do you know?" This was said to Eight Flowers.

Mubihua raised her head to meet his gaze, "What?"

"Talent or musical instrument, what do you know?" Baohao didn't stop moving his hands, still looking for things in the waste pile, knocking and listening to the tone to find the pitch.

"I know everything..." Bahua looked at his movements and seemed to understand something, but she was still modest, "I know a little bit."

Before coming to Xiongying, Bahua was the child of those individual families that the parents said.Whether it is study or various talents, she has done very well.Except for socializing, of course.

However, only Bahua knows the reason for this.

For the little skirts of the gods and goddesses she has coveted for a long time, she had to do her best in exchange for financial freedom.

"That's good. Come and help me find materials and make a drum kit."

"Drum set..." Bahua stood up slowly, looked up at the materials piled up in the room, and her big black and white eyes suddenly lit up.

She suddenly realized what Bohao had done, and the admiration and joy in her heart could not help but surface, "I understand! You are so smart! Bohaojun!"

"Cut!" Baohao snorted disdainfully, but still unconsciously curled his lips, "Hurry up and work!"

"oh oh!"

Just do it.

Bahua rolled up his sleeves and walked into the waste accumulation area, and began to look for materials suitable for drum kits according to the tone and pitch.

With the efforts of two people, a simple drum set made of various waste dinner plates and paint buckets appeared in the middle of the big courtyard of the orphanage.

"Are you ready?" Bahua sat in front of a row of scale instruments made of water cups and looked up at Baohao.

"Yeah." After finishing the final tuning of the drum kit, Bakugou nodded slightly at her.

"OK! ready! start!" Bahua picked up the wooden stick and started playing the prelude of her own scale.

In the middle of the flat courtyard, warm sunlight shines on the temporary "stage".

With their heads straight, the two of them were covered in sunlight, and were doing what was in front of them seriously and attentively.

Following the ups and downs of the small stick in Bahua's hand, a series of brisk and crisp prelude was transmitted along the courtyard radio set up by the teacher in charge.

After a short prelude, Bakugo and Bahua exchanged glances in a tacit understanding, slender fingers neatly and handsomely twirled the temporarily found drumstick, and knocked on the cymbal, the performance officially started.

As soon as the super-burning and sound-effect drum set sounded, the children who were originally in the room poked their heads out of the room.

When they saw the simple stage in the yard, all the innocent little faces were full of surprise and happiness.

As for Bahua, when everyone slowly walked out of the teaching building and came to the big hall, they caught the beat of classmate Baohao and started their own jazz dance performance.

In the spacious venue, the gorgeous sunshine sprinkled the ground.

Bahua's black peaked cap was pressed down extremely low, covering her big smart eyes, which helped her avoid most of the embarrassment of facing the crowd.Her waist-length black hair was loosely draped behind her, dancing with her cool dancing posture, charming and handsome.

Not far away, a boy with milk-blonde short hair sat intently in front of the drum set, his brows were firm and cold, his expression focused, and he followed the bgm wholeheartedly waving the drumsticks, looking cool and cool.

It's just that when the handsome face with a three-point wild three-point face looks at the eight flowers in front of him, the corners of his lips will evoke a smile.Under the dazzling sunlight, that knowing smile dazzled people.

The free, casual and dynamic jazz dance was paired with the super-burning and handsome drum kit, and the scene was brought to a climax by the two of them.

The Eight Flowers danced more and more, and the original restraint and embarrassment were all lost along with the beat.

The music was in full swing, and the eight flowers merged into the crowd with the beat, pulling the expectant children to dance together.

An impromptu "parade" event was organized with the tacit cooperation of the two people, and it was very satisfactory.