You may not believe it when you say it [Comprehensive]

Seeing that Bakugo's expression turned towards the vicious direction in a blink of an eye, Sakuragawa couldn't help becoming nervous, and the strength of the fingers clasping Hong increased a bit.

With a reassuring look in his eyes, Hong Hui took her hand naturally: "It's okay, let's go to class."

"Uh-huh."

Sakura Chuan hurriedly nodded, very obedient, and obediently followed with his arms crossed, following each step.

Bakugo simply: "???"

It seems that he has been out of mission for a century, and when he comes back, it will be more than turned upside down.

Although Ying Chuan seemed to listen to Hong Jiao Dong's words when he saw me before, but now the aura between the two of them can be felt by even a fool.

Specific issues are of course booming.

Sakuragawa sees me as an idiot, which is as annoying as ever.

"What do you mean by that?"

Baohao frowned tightly, and asked his soul.

"It's just like what you saw." Hong's answer was neither humble nor overbearing.

Bakugou sneered in disbelief: "You think I'll trust this guy to know what 'we' really means?"

Sakuragawa: "???"

Without waiting for Hong to speak, Ying Chuan quit, filled with righteous indignation and began to defend himself: "It's not a foreign language, why I don't understand it!"

She stretched out her hand and pointed at Baohao, then pointed at herself: "This is 'us'!"

Bakugo: "Oh."

boom:"……"

The expression on Bao Hao's face changed into an extremely arrogant contempt and sarcasm in a blink of an eye, making him frown again and again.

"I said...what's the matter with you all stuck on the stairs so early in the morning?"

Another person joined from the bottom of the stairs, Kirishima Eijiro looked at this side full of doubts, "Hey, don't you guys want to fight on the stairs, you will be scolded by Mr. Aizawa—who is this?" ?”

"Sakuragawa see me."

Sakuragawa introduced himself very proactively, and waved to him enthusiastically, "Good morning, I'm a freshman."

"Good morning." Kirishima subconsciously waved back and realized, "A freshman... isn't that the one? You are very famous."

Sakuragawa blinked, not quite understanding.

As soon as his arm tightened, Bakugo grabbed her arm and wanted to take her away, and quickly grabbed her other hand.

His eyes were faint: "Let go."

Bakugo: "It's up to me to say that."

His eyes seemed to see something dirty: "You can feel at ease lying to such an idiot. What? Can't you play the role of the old father?"

The corners of Hong's lips pursed slightly: "So what are you doing now? Are you duplicity or cuteness?"

Kirishima: "...?"

I rub!

Boom, I even know the word cute!He obviously looks so natural!

...No, what are these two people talking about?

Kirishima turned his attention to the second person who did not participate in the battlefield where gunpowder rose for no reason, and found that the expression on Sakuragawa's face was more bewildered than him, and even mixed with a bit of ruthless suspicion of "Are you mutated?" .

Seeing that the two were really going to fight, Kirishima hesitated for a few seconds under the two options of "passionate dissuasion" and "pull away innocent onlookers", and saw Sakuragawa speak with a confused expression : "If you have something to talk about, I'll go up first?"

Today is her first day of school.

Can't be late.

Bakugo: "..."

boom:"……"

Kirishima: "???"

Now the two of them let go, the expression on Kirishima's face was as if he had seen a ghost, but one of the protagonists, Sakuragawa, trotted quite calmly and continued to walk upstairs.

Kirishima: "This..."

For a moment, he really felt like he had too many slots and no place to talk.

After all, "Eliminate the Shura field at will" and "Cause the Shura field at random" plus "How could there be a Shura field", just for these three points, Kirishima is already overwhelmed, and he has no way to clear his mind in a short time. Not to mention breaking free from the words "Sura Field", I also felt a short-term sense of insanity.

——Isn’t the fame of the freshmen lies in their abilities?Could it be that her ability is actually her own Shura field? ?

"I called Sakuragawa to meet me. I am very happy to study with you. Please give me your advice in the future."

Under the guidance of several "well-meaning people" in advance, Sakuragawa made a well-regulated self-introduction. Due to the horrible handwriting, when Sakuragawa was hesitating whether to do this, he looked like Aizawa who could faint at any time Xiaota raised his hand to help her write down the words [Sakuragawa sees me].

The classroom was a little quiet, and it was a bit different from the process of applauding after speaking in Sakuragawa's memory, so she smiled in embarrassment, pursed her lips and bent the corners of her mouth.

A whistle sounded suddenly from the back of the classroom.

"It's beautiful—"

A sentence was cut off in half, and Sakura Chuan keenly noticed that the mouth of the boy with the grape head who spoke was frozen, and a thin layer of ice covered it.

Immediately, Aizawa's slightly stern voice followed closely: "Secret fights in class, boom, two days of compulsory activities."

"Yes."

The performance of Boom is quite indifferent.

Sakuragawa suddenly understood why Aizawa would show that distressed and sad expression whenever he mentioned class.

...but Hong-kun is usually very gentle, isn't he?

Why did you make the sudden move?

Sakuragawa walked towards the seat pointed by Aizawa, caught a glimpse on the way, and found Bakugo's expression as if he wanted to eat people, and his heart trembled: Could it be that this school has a setting for switching personality modes during classes?Why is Mr. Durian more scary?

Fortunately, after the class started, all the commotion returned to calm for the time being.

Sakuragawa was very interested in going to school, but his mood towards class was actually not very good. As far as he could see from the corner of his eye, almost every time Sakuragawa seemed to be staring at the teacher's every move seriously. In fact, his fingers always Running into various things.Obviously absent-minded.

Hong secretly sighed, and took the initiative to walk to Ying Chuan after class: "Is there anything you didn't understand just now?"

Of course, the teacher's courses will not be adjusted for Sakuragawa alone. This kind of difficulty is really embarrassing for those who have not gone to school.

Sure enough, Sakuragawa shook his head: "I don't even understand."

Hong's expression was not surprising: "It's okay, I'll just teach you."

He pulled the book, thinking about how to use the simplest language to explain these things to Sakuragawa—the main thing is that Sakuragawa has no foundation and cannot explain it in an ordinary way.

But Sakuragawa saw that he had not moved for a long time, and thought he was stumped, so he said: "We can convert this question stem into a linear equation in two variables, and find the two intersection points of the function and the coordinate axis, which is the answer to the question." Meaning. So what we should know at this time? It is △ > 0, and the formula of △ is substituted into it... Then according to this, we can think of Veda’s theorem, right? So, we can draw Two equations...the end result justifies it."

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He looked up at her in shock.

It's not because Sakuragawa wanted to express the process of answering first, but what she said was not her own answer, but a complete copy of the teacher's words and sentences in class, almost word for word, even the The subtle pauses and intermissions of the tone are completely imitated, and it sounds like people can't help but feel the tingling in the back.

"Have you...remembered all of them?"

Boom asked hesitantly.

Sakura Chuan still had that expression of being uncomfortable, rubbed his fingers on his side cheeks, and nodded his head hesitantly: "I listened very carefully."

So write it all down.

Word for word.

"But I don't know what she means." Sakura Chuan added rather embarrassedly.

so...

Hong lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and Ashdo in the front row couldn't hold back his eager heart, his ears were pricked up, and now he took the opportunity to turn half of his body.

"Hello, new classmate!"

"Hello, Sana Ashido."

Sakuragawa called her name accurately, with a serious expression, "Your skin color is so cute, like a princess in anime."

"...Thank you!" Ashdo accepted generously, leaned over with his chin propped up, and said with a slightly secretive expression, "Sakuragawa, have you and Hong known each other for a long time?"

"Yes."

Sakuragawa replied without hesitation, "Thanks to Hong-kun, I have felt the excellent school spirit and excellent personality cultivation of Xiongying High School."

boom:"……"

Ashdo: "...Pfft??"

Hong covered his forehead in frustration: "Did you learn from TV dramas again?"

"This time I learned from books."

Sakuragawa took out a copy of "Interpersonal Communication and Language Arts" from his bag without changing his expression. There were several post-it notes sandwiched between the pages of the book. The girl flipped the pages with her fair and beautiful fingers and said, "I read it overnight. of."

After a while: "Do you remember everything?"

Sakuragawa nodded.

Ashido realized something, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and exclaimed softly from between his fingers: "Memorize everything in one night?"

Sakuragawa nodded again.

Hong took the book tentatively: "Page 89?"

Sakuragawa said without thinking: "Human beings are as fragile as reeds, but after thousands of years, this group of brittle human beings can create culture, which is different from other animals. The reason is this..."

"Okay."

Hong Yanhan interrupted her softly in shock.

Ashdo was so stiff that it was close to petrification, and he asked slightly in an erratic voice: "What does 'like a reed' mean?"

"The original sentence is 'human beings are like reeds', but 'people' is on page 88, and the beginning of page 89 is 'kinds are like reeds'." Sakuragawa patiently explained to her.

Ashdo quickly glanced at the book in Hong's hand, and gasped after confirming it: "Awesome..."

"Ok?"

Sakuragawa leaned back in the seat vigilantly, emphasizing again with some unease, "...I read everything carefully."

"This is no longer serious or not serious." Ashido shook his head again and again, "——You are a genius here?!"

"Well?!"

It was the first time in memory that Sakuragawa heard such an evaluation, showing an expression of disbelief.