After waking up from Hero Section

On a Sunday morning, the ground was wet after it had just rained.Yiyi Qingliu was eating red bean buns in one hand and carrying a plastic bag in the other, and came to the train station to pass the security check with a backpack on his back.

Finally, this week-long workplace experience is over, and I am going to take the Shinkansen back to school.To be honest, the experience is not good at all.

As a 16-year-old newcomer who has just entered high school, generally you will not be really asked to go out to perform tasks, so he does the work of serving tea, delivering water and buying meals every day, just like a housekeeper.But everything must be on the bright side, at least he can pay off his debts with ease.

The train tickets to go back were uniformly ordered by the school, so when he was waiting for the security check at the platform, he ran into a classmate who was on the same train as him, Katsuki Bakugo.

"Hahahahahahaha, student Baohao, what's the matter with your hairstyle! Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!" A Qingliu suddenly pointed at the other party's open hair and burst into laughter. It was almost unrecognizable in the crowd.

"What are you laughing at?!" Bakugo turned his head, and looked over fiercely with his gloomy triangular eyes.To be honest, his workplace experience was worse than that of a Qingliu.

The fourth professional hero, Bouwang Niuwang, gave him ideological education classes every day, and combed his hair into a [-]-[-] similar to the other party's [-]-[-].How embarrassing, when did I wear such a girly hairstyle? Hey!

"Ah, no..." Qingliu's intestines were all knotted, why did the apparently normal hairstyle look so strange on Bakugo's head. "I'm just not used to it...hahahahahaha!"

"Student, please show me your plastic bag."

A Qingliu was smiling happily, but was stopped by the security personnel of the train.The recent attack in Hosu City has a wide range of impacts, and all places have stepped up security inspections and precautions.

"Oh..." It really was retribution, who made himself laugh too happily in front of him, he could only hand over the plastic bag with a guilty conscience.

The station worker who checked was a middle-aged aunt who had reached the age of fat. She opened the plastic bag and looked down, her legs were almost weak from fright.

"You are?" Asked while quietly pressing his hand on the alarm.

"Oh, my friend's prosthetic limb." Qing Liu burst out tears of laughter at first, and suddenly became serious the next second, sighing with a little sadness. "My friend had an accident when he was a child, so...he came to play with me yesterday, but he forgot to take his hand away."

Then I saw the aunt looking at him with suspicious eyes, maybe it was because Qingliu's expression was too realistic, or maybe he didn't look like a bad guy, but in the end she let him pass with a complicated face.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he took the plastic bag and was about to move forward.

"Wait..." Aunt suddenly stopped him again, "Do you know this person?"

Yiyi Qingliu turned her head suspiciously, and found that the other party was pointing at classmate Baohao.

"Ah... yes," he replied.

The aunt suddenly took a deep breath. One boy had a severed hand with a strange color, and the other had a vicious face and didn't look like a good person. Thinking about this combination, there is a problem.So three or four heavily armed security guards were called. "Sorry, you two come with me."

A green glass:? ?what's the situation?

"Old woman, what do you mean?!" Baohao burst into a rage, and his new hairstyle exploded in an instant.

"Please accept the inspection, thank you for your cooperation." The five big and three thick security teams immediately surrounded the two of them and led them all the way to the guard room.

……

At night, in the quiet bachelor apartment, Aizawa Shouta was making the next training schedule for Class A.Under the warm yellow light, the man's head was tied up in a half ball, his bangs were pushed behind his ears, his thin body appeared very thin in the darkness.

Not long after, he put down the pen in his hand and seemed to have finished his day's work and prepared to take a shower and go to bed.

"Finally I can rest." Aizawa Xiaota yawned and walked into the bathroom, ready to undress and take a shower.

Under the black knitted sweater, the man's thin body was muscular and covered with large and small scars.

At this moment, his cell phone rang suddenly.

"Hello? I'm Aizawa." Xiao Aizawa answered the phone too sleepily.

"what?!"

"Okay, I'll come, please."

After hanging up the phone, he angrily picked up the clothes he had just taken off and put them on, then put on his coat and went out, muttering non-stop.

"Ah, these brats are troublesome." It seemed that he had to stay up late again tonight.

……

Three hours later, Aizawa Shouta finally met the brats he was talking about in the guard room of the train station in Tokyo.

"Who are you going to tell me what's going on?!"

The two saw the homeroom teacher appearing here in the middle of the night, the red bloodshot eyes that were about to explode and the blue and black under the eyes were hard to ignore, and they suddenly thought something was wrong.

"Hey." A Qingliu patted her head, and smiled sweetly at Aizawa Xiaotao, trying to get away with it.

"Do you think you are some peerless beauty?" Aizawa Xiaota sneered, completely unmoved.

"Are you stupid?" Baohao couldn't stand it any longer, "It's all that broken hand you brought! Otherwise, I'd be home soon!"

"Could it be my fault?!" A Qingliu suddenly cried out, "If you hadn't put on a bad face at him, I would have passed it a long time ago! I'm already home by now!"

"Wait, where's the hand?" The two almost quarreled, and Aizawa finally remembered the key thing after listening for a long time.

"There!" The two pointed at the plastic bag on the table beside them.

Aizawa Xiaota frowned and walked over to open it, and instantly knew what it was, he knew it even when it turned into ashes.Thinking back to what happened a few weeks ago still makes my face hurt.

"Oh, your friend's prosthesis?" Aizawa Xiaota sneered, he only listened to the general situation on the way here, and at this moment he looked at his student with a serious face. "Why is this hand here with you?"

"I don't know either." A Qingliu looked innocently, and looked at the other party with watery light maroon eyes.

How cute is it!Aizawa Xiaota felt that he was about to be pissed off by his students!He said patiently: "You don't know about such a big hand? Did it grow wings and fly in by itself?!"

A Qingliu heard the words and thought about the scene for a moment, and was really kicked into it by him.So he nodded obediently and said, "Yes."

It's your sister!I believe you are a ghost!The veins on Aizawa Shouta's forehead popped out, and with a slight force on the palm of the hand supporting the table, he immediately knocked off a small piece of the old wooden table corner.

"..." Yiyi Qingliu swallowed her saliva, and obediently talked about Baoxu City.

"What? You have met the enemy alliance?! And who is the hero killer?!" Baohao jumped up from his chair excitedly, "Damn! I would have applied to protect my beard if I knew it! "For a whole week, he didn't know that so many things happened, and that Jiujiu was there...

"Bakugo, sit down!" Aizawa's hair stood up and his eyes were red. He already knew about the hero killer. Recently, his videos on the Internet have aroused heated discussions, but he didn't know that it was related to his students. .I'm so patient...

"Hey, don't you know the hero killer?" A Qingliu looked at Baohao strangely, "He is the hero killer who has killed many professional heroes recently."

"What's his name?" Bakugo asked.

"Hero killer." A Qingliu replied as a matter of course.

"Nonsense, I was asking what his name is?" Bao Hao's back molars itch, "Name!"

"Oh...his name is..." A Qingliu was stunned when asked, what is the hero killer's name?He remembers like 'because' of what 'Stan'?

However, facing the eyes of classmate Baohao seeking knowledge, he felt that it would be too embarrassing if he said he didn't know, so he said weakly: "Einstein...?"