I have become stronger, but also shorter [comprehensive]

"clatter."

A light sound resounded between the joined palms.

Boom Jiaoji raised his hand reflexively to catch something thrown by the silver-haired boy.

The thing was so small that it just fit into the gap between the palms.

For some reason, the metal shell was extraordinarily cold, and even the boy with an ice personality couldn't stand it at the beginning.The cold air seemed to pass through the skin and pass along the blood vessels to the top of the head, bringing a thrill.

"……what?"

Hong Jiaodong spread out his hands, looking at this little thing spread out on his palms, with full doubts on his face.

"This is, a lighter?"

"Ah."

Hearing the simplest answer, Hong Jiaodong's expression became even weirder.

So - why a lighter?No, he doesn't seem to need to use this thing, Eric threw him a this, what does it mean?

His eyes shifted hesitantly, as if he wanted to find the answer from the "culprit" who caused this question.

But Boom Jiaodong failed.

Although Eric stopped him, he didn't turn around to look at him.After throwing away the lighter, the boy waved his hands, and put his hands in his trouser pockets leisurely, only to give a mysterious figure from behind who was staring at him blankly.

"........."

Hong Jiao Dong, who was stagnant in place, pursed his lips slightly.

He didn't catch up to ask again, but fell into thinking again.

The especially cold lighter held in his hand was brought to his eyes by the scorching heat.

He began to look seriously again.

The body of the lighter is pure white without a trace of variegation, plus the faintly reflective metal texture, which makes people think of the glistening white snow sprinkled on the ground inexplicably.

Well……

Maybe it's just a coincidence?After all, Eric did everything he wanted and could not find a pattern.

Hong Jiaodong was thinking so.

"—Crack!"

A crisp sound that lifted people's spirits.

It turned out that the groaning boy unconsciously knocked off the lid of the lighter with his thumb.

He flipped the switch.

At that moment, a cluster of flames rose suddenly, swaying violently among the passages where the breeze still shuttled, and then stabilized, projecting the firelight onto the nearest wall.

Of course, it is inevitable.

The real flame also irradiated the left side of the boy's body that represented "fire" that he forcibly sealed.

Perhaps, when no one knew about it, this tiny bit of heat penetrated the ice layer in his heart and reflected into the ice-blue pupil that he didn't want to admit.

At this time, Hong Jiaodong couldn't understand the meaning of the lighter and Eric's intention at all.

Just treat it as, it's really just the other party's whim...

Hong Jiaodong hesitated for a moment, and temporarily put the white lighter into his pocket.

He had been delayed for a while, and could not delay any longer.His game is about to begin.

After Eric's match against Katsuki Bakugo, the next match will be Tomoko vs Izuku Midoriya.

Looking at the current first-year Class A of the Hero Department of Xiongying High School, the bug-like Eric was taken out first, and among the remaining 20 people, Bakugo Katsuki and Hong Jiaodong should be the two most popular in the limelight.

Mainly because of their outstanding strength. In addition, there are also reasons why these two people are actually quite strong.

There are some differences between Hong Jiao Dong and Bao Hao Katsuki.

Before getting acquainted with the classmates by accident, the gifted boy who was recommended to come in had a lonely personality, treated people coldly, and didn't have much communication with others.

There seems to be a constant pressure in his heart, forcing him to be extremely repulsive to certain things, and eager to prove something, whether it is the pace of progress or the state of mind at all times, it seems very heavy.

Therefore, the seemingly invincible Eric who suddenly appeared was an accident. He challenged Eric, was defeated, and began to challenge him day after day. This development was an accident within an accident.

The lonely young man gradually changed amid unexpected accidents, as if the gap with others was no longer as deep as before, and he talked more and more.

However, there is one thing that will not change so easily.

Hong Jiaodong wants to use "ice" to prove himself.

His goal was locked on the mysterious boy Eric under unexpected circumstances. Some things that should be very important to him can't be given so much energy, but it doesn't mean that he doesn't care.

Lugu Dejiu is a special person that Hong Jiaodong noticed.

Izuku Midoriya, who entered Xiongying's study with the grades of the crane tail, was indeed not very noticeable at first.

Later, he attracted attention, but it was because of his "personality" of killing one thousand enemies and self-defeating eight hundred.

However, it was such an "ordinary" Lugu student who got Olmert's attention.Moreover, although he had never said it explicitly, Hong Jiaodong could tell that Eric also admired him quite a lot.

In the collective training developed from Hong Jiaodong's individual training to the whole class, Eric left the heavy responsibility of analyzing the strengths and weaknesses of the students to Green Valley. The one-on-one guidance time that Green Valley got seems to be more The others grew a little—

Hong Jiaodong doesn't mind that individual special training becomes group training, and he doesn't mind that Green Valley takes up more time.

Yes.

He really doesn't mind.

He just cared a little bit, Izuku Lvgu...

Lu Gu, what is so special about him that Eric and the others appreciate him?

The boy suppressed these thoughts perfectly, without revealing them to the surface.

Oh, the person who may be closely watched, Midoriya Izuku himself actually noticed something.

This is not surprising.

According to Mr. Lugu’s private complaints to Olmert pitifully, he has discovered for a week that Mr. Hong silently stared at him from all angles at various times. Wherever he went, his eyes followed him. It wasn't until he fled into the toilet with his hair stand on end that he was able to breathe a sigh of relief.

Lvgu Izuku said that he was really complaining, and he could only keep thinking about what he did that made Mr. Hong feel sad.

It was when I passed by Mr. Eric's desk in the morning, I accidentally discovered that Mr. Eric's handwriting was exactly the same as Mr. Hong's - did this incident reveal Mr. Hong's intention to silence him?

It was noon when everyone was sitting together for lunch. He seemed to be careless and occupied the seat opposite Eric that should have been reserved for Mr. Hong. Mr. Hong, who didn’t speak at the time, just moved the plate to the farthest corner, was unhappy afterwards. , Do you want to silence it?

It was still in the afternoon when everyone was training in full swing, and he accidentally dragged his feet a little bit, causing Eric to leave Mr. Hong who was communicating with him, and come over to deal with the aftermath of him—Mr. Hong was getting more and more unhappy with him, so he wanted to kill him. Did he silence...? !

Ah, no, I can't get around the word "silence" anymore!

Things are not so serious.

However, Izuku Lvgu frightened himself enough, and it wasn't entirely a psychological effect made up by his own brain. The eyes of Mr. Hong really concealed deep meaning.

It can be seen from this that the poor young man in Green Valley has lived a very difficult life of fear and fear.

If, let him hear Hong Jiaodong's hidden inner voice, Lv Gu De Jiu wouldn't be so worried and frightened for no reason.

He will suddenly realize:

——No, no, no, I said Mr. Hong...

——Then what, under normal circumstances, if you say that, you either don’t care at all, or you care very much!

Well, anyway, after a long time between Hong Jiaodong and Lugu, there will inevitably be this battle.

"Where's Eric? Hey, that's weird. I saw him just now. He wasn't in the waiting room, nor was he on the stage watching the match between Mr. Hong and Mr. Lugu..."

"He went somewhere else. It's okay. Anyway, he will come out by himself in the finals. Let's focus on watching them."

The members of Class A who were eliminated from the competition, not eliminated but not required to play for the time being, came to the auditorium, planning to watch the competition of the classmates seriously and attentively.

Except for Eric, Bakugou didn't come, which is completely understandable, he must have gone to calm down by himself.

Everyone has battle training on weekdays, but this is the first time for a formal duel like a sports festival.

Hong Jiao Dong vs Green Valley Izuku.

To be honest... Well, although I feel a little embarrassed towards Lu Gu, most people think that this game obviously has a better chance of winning.

And in fact.

The final winner of this duel is indeed Hong Jiao Dong.

However, the process of winning...

Only Hong Jiaodong, who was the winner, knew that he was touched by the voice of the green-haired boy who would rather be seriously injured than give up, and the deep diaphragm in his heart was shattered, and the sealed flame burst out from it.

The "half-ice, half-burning" personality is completely liberated.

do not know why.

When he heard what Izuku Midoriya said, the left side of his body was covered in raging fire.

- Click.

The lighter in the pocket seemed to shake with the movement of the body.

In a trance, Hong Jiaodong thought that he heard the crisp sound that he had heard somewhere before.

*****

"..."

"Since I promised you, I won't deliberately cheat on my debts. Do you need to be in such a hurry?"

In summary.

Aizawa Xiaota felt inexplicably that he had been tricked by Eric.

The match against Katsuki Bakugo had just ended, and not long after winning the championship, Eric ran to the teacher in charge, and dragged him without any explanation, and dragged him to the city next door.

This kid is really impatient.It was as if he was afraid that he would pretend to be stupid.

Of course, Aizawa Shouta is not such a dishonest teacher.

However, he had doubts about Eric's enthusiasm.

"Well, what's the matter, just come here for a while, and I'll go back later."

Eric didn't care about that.

He used the "personality" of the space that hadn't been exposed before very skillfully. He came and went in a second. He ran from the sports festival site to a certain street in the next city, making sure that no one would notice except the two of them. .

Why positive?

Needless to say.

Usually, even on weekdays, the online celebrity dessert shop has to be lined up for at least half an hour. It is probably only on the day of the Xiongying Sports Festival that it is so deserted that few people visit it.

The streets were empty all day long, and few people passed by.

The shopkeepers who are still determined to open the shop are sitting in the shop, but they are absent-minded about their business, staring at the TV with both eyes, raising their hands and stomping their feet from time to time and cheering.

The importance of the Xiongying Sports Festival can be seen.

The attention beyond the Olympic Games is not for nothing. On this day, people all over the country and even the world will watch the live TV broadcast non-stop.

The guests don't have time to patronize the dessert shop, let alone occupy a seat, competing with the strongest man in the world who came a step late yesterday and failed to buy the limited chocolate mousse cake—cough, talkative!

In short, Eric came over in a hurry, and could directly stop in front of the counter.

He can finally choose slowly with confidence.

The strawberry taste is already tired of eating, and it is a bit sour, so let's get rid of it first.

mango?You can try it.

What about the one next to it?I can't tell what the smell is, tsk, it's actually made in the shape of a pig's head... no, is it a bear?Only childish little devils like it, and exclude it.

Extremely picky and tangled.

Eric's frowning brows finally relaxed a little.

He made a decision:

"This, this, and this—"

Paused.

"...Well, forget it, give me two of each dessert!"

Aizawa Shouta: "???"

"Huh, huh? Oh, okay, wait a minute, I'll put it on for you."

The shop assistant who was addicted to the live TV broadcast felt like she had just woken up from a dream. She reluctantly pulled her eyes away from the TV screen and stood up to serve the customer with desserts.

However, the clerk obviously couldn't get her mind back from the wonderful competition of the teenagers. With the cake in her hand, her mind was still wandering, so that she didn't notice who the two people in front of the counter were.

The bandaged man saw the price of each dessert.

He took out the wallet stiffly, but the hand holding the wallet seemed to be shaking——

In terms of recognition, the teenagers who order are actually much higher than the men.Not only because he made a big splash at the sports festival, but he is also a frequent customer of this store, and the lady clerk has known him for a long time.

But since the glass cabinet was a bit taller than the boy, the shop assistant was absent-minded, so she didn't look down.

There are two desserts of each kind, and several boxes can't fit them.

The clerk just stopped half way through, ready to bring over two more boxes.

But just as she turned around, the loud noise erupting from the TV that had not been turned off suddenly attracted everyone's attention.

Miss shop assistant: "!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Unable to restrain herself for a moment, the shop assistant forgot about her customer, ran to the TV, and screamed with her face in her hands.

She happened to miss the crucial live broadcast, and the match between the two teenagers had come to an end.

"Ah, Hong won, but the Green Valley boy seems to be injured... What's going on, it looks so serious, is there really nothing wrong?"

Clenching the apron tightly, the clerk's heart arose, she was very worried about the young man from Green Valley who was far away from Xiongying.

"Don't worry, the school will ensure the safety of the students. Tsk, you are being reckless again. What a headache for students."

"Is that so...huh? Huh? Huh?"

Hearing the voice suddenly interrupted, the clerk turned her head and was stunned for a long time before maintaining the posture of holding her face, and belatedly recognized the professional hero who had appeared several times in the live broadcast of the sports festival.

"It's you—Mr. Eraserhead, shouldn't you?!"

"Don't ask me why I'm here, it's an accident, it's self-inflicted."

Regret the original adult said.

The clerk continued to be in a daze.

At this time, a thunderbolt fell from nowhere, and the clerk was suddenly hit, and her mind turned around.

"Could it be..."

Her eyes sparkled: "Mr. Eric, are you here too!"

"Ah."

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!"

The shop assistant was very excited.

She had a good impression of the boy who was a regular customer, but now that she knew that he was so capable, her love exploded even more, and the chocolate that was put into the half of the cake that was not filled could hardly be filled.

not only that.

The clerk was still excited and gave them a [-]% discount on all the desserts they bought. She would rather lose money than do business, but also make the "children" she likes happy.

Witnessing this huge transformation, Aizawa Xiaota was shocked at first, and then heaved a sigh of relief: "...you boy, you are amazing!"

Eric replied casually with a nasal voice: "Huh."

He is very satisfied with this harvest.

Since he was in a happy mood, Eric didn't care about the clerk's mouthful of "kids", and happily asked him to sign for himself.

The chic signature was signed at the front of the glass counter in the dessert shop.

The lady owner decided to take protective measures for this precious area later, and to keep this signature forever.

"It's great, little friend Eric. My sister believes that you will become a hero like Olmert, come on! If you come to my place to buy desserts in the future, my sister will give you a [-]% discount~"

There is another sentence of encouragement that seems meaningless to him, which is not as useful as the last sentence of "[-]% off".

To be a hero like All Might?

Eric has been in Xiongying for such a long time, but he hasn't considered the topic of "becoming a hero".He felt that he didn't have this interest either.

Facing the sincere words of the clerk, he clicked his tongue as if he didn't hear it.

Aizawa Shouta saw the flash of impatience on the face of the problem student, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

However, this is obviously not a good place for teacher-student communication.

Someone from the other side of the street came over, as if they were also coming to the dessert shop to buy something.

The lady clerk packed the cake and handed it to them.Eric, on the other hand, gave these bags to his teacher quite confidently, and asked Aizawa Xiaota to carry them first.

"reason?"

The veins on the teacher's forehead bounced and bounced.

"You're too slow!" The student choked on a word: "I'm going to compete on stage, so why do I have to carry the cake?"

--Is it

——This guy has traveled so far to buy cakes, it turns out that he has not forgotten that he will have a competition later.

For the sake of him not forgetting the business... No, this is what he should do.

Well, for another reason.It's really hard to solve the problem of Baohao, but after watching the match between the two of them, it seems that Baohao has been knocked out a little bit.

Seeing that the stinky brat who made great progress had credit for it, Aizawa Shouta decided to bear it for the time being.

Speaking of which, on the screen of the TV series that had been ignored for a while, the high-definition positive face of Hong Jiaodong, the winner of the battle just now, appeared.

On the young man's face, the joy of victory could not be seen, but a trace of trance appeared instead.

"After that... oh, it's the finals so soon? Is it my turn and that kid's turn?"

Eric couldn't see the expression on the TV—well, don't ask him why he couldn't see the TV behind the counter, obedient—but he could guess.

Aizawa Shouta: "...Did you just discover it in the end!"

Eric (continuing to be confident): "Those brats in front solve one in a second, it doesn't take any time at all, how can I remember where I hit!"

It is indeed an Eric-style excuse, very strong and unreasonable, but it is impossible to refute.

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter, and there is no delay, so I can catch up now when I go back." The silver-haired boy was probably a little sleepy, and while yawning, he raised his left hand.

He grabbed Aizawa Shouta's arm and tugged casually.

The next moment, it seemed as if a hurricane was blowing past the dessert shop.

The clerk was so blown that she couldn't help closing her eyes. When the wind stopped, she opened her eyes and saw that the two people had disappeared in front of the counter.And the new customers who came later hurried over after a few steps.

"That, that, Miss? I seem to have seen just now, someone disappeared from your door with a bang?!"

"Hey? Ah! Yes! They are going back to the competition! The Xiongying Sports Festival, the final finals! Mister, do you want to watch together?"

The clerk was so enthusiastic that she directly opened the small door next to the counter and greeted the customer to come in.

customer:"???"

It is really inexplicable for the guests to think that the lady owner is too enthusiastic.

However, Xiongying Sports Festival - the name has its own strong appeal, which makes the hearts of customers who go out because they are too greedy to go out.

When the heart moves, the body can't help but move.

The customer squeezed in nimbly and sat down with a small bench. Together with the shop assistant and people from all over the country, they were looking forward to the final that would start in ten minutes.

No matter how impatient the spectators are, after the match, the contestants who have advanced must rest for a while before they can have the strength to participate in the final battle.

They waited and waited until the claws of their hearts were scratching and sticking out of their throats.

The Midnight Lady, who was the referee, finally appeared in the center of everyone's field of vision, picked up the microphone, and said loudly: "This sports festival, the final of the first-year division, is about to begin!"

"Let's see, the two contestants competing for the championship are—"

"Boom and freeze!"

There were cheers at the scene.

"And, Eric!"

"Whoaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!"

Still cheers.

But it was many times more exciting than the previous wave.

In the sea of ​​people, it is not a big deal if they are still watching the excitement. The sudden voice of yelling to let Hong Jiaodong clean up the arrogant kid Eric didn't go far, but was enveloped by the death rays from all directions, and had to disappear.

Somewhat similar to a previous scene.

Hong Jiaodong arrived first, but Eric, his opponent in the decisive battle, hadn't shown up for some reason.

"Eric, don't think it's troublesome again, run away at a critical moment..."

"No, it's impossible, right?"

Everyone in Class A who came to the auditorium to watch the battle murmured in low voices, wanting to say that this is the juncture, Eric can't run away willfully - but inexplicably, dare not say too much?

The unknowing children are worried, but they don't know that the object of their worries not only does not need them to worry about, but also... quite heartless!

The reason why Eric came late was because he left them without any psychological burden and ran out to buy a cake, and even ate one temporarily. The reason was "Beating people made me hungry, what's the matter with eating?".

In a corner where no one noticed except Aizawa Shota who was speechless.

The silver-haired boy casually wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

"Go ahead you!"

Only God knows, after going through this series of events, Aizawa Yuta wanted to slap this kid on the head - but he couldn't, it's a pity.

I can only say a fair word: "According to your speed, the final with Hong is only a matter of a short while, as for what?"

"That's right." Eric said, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked: "I changed my mind, later-well, take your time, don't worry."

He smiled so slightly, it was still the same as before, people didn't feel much warmth and kindness, instead they felt the cold wind whistling, and couldn't help feeling pity for a certain young man.

"It's rare to be in a good mood. I will educate Boy Hong well, don't worry."

"...I can't let it go at all, Eric, don't go too far."

Eric turned his head as if he hadn't heard it, pretending he didn't hear it: "I won't talk to you anymore. I'm leaving!"

Aizawa Shouta: "Hi!!!"

There is no help.

Maybe it's not just Eric, the wayward brat, but also the classmate Hong Jiaodong who will be bullied terribly in the literal sense.

……

As for Hong Jiaodong himself, he still hasn't realized what his next fate will be.

He is aware of "failure" and has achieved it many times, so it is not an unacceptable result.

While waiting, the young man stood with his head bowed, his slightly half-shaded face looked calm, but there was a dark tide surging in his heart.

Casting here, I don't know how many eyes are staring at him.

But Hong Jiaodong knew clearly that among them, there was the one belonging to his nominal "father".

Andeva sees every game he plays.Just now, after the match with Izuku Midoriya, the father and son had an unpleasant collision in the passageway.

How bad the father-son relationship between Hong Jiaodong and Andeva can be seen from here.

As a product of personality marriage, the teenager oppressed by his father especially hates the "fire" he inherited, to the point where he doesn't even want to use it for a moment.

In the battle with Izuku Midoriya, it was as if his mind had been violently shaken, and after many years, he once again loosened the shackles of another personality.

Andwar was very happy, thinking he had finally figured it out.

Hong Jiaodong refused to talk to this man who could be called a hero but not a father.

He may have been shaken.No, I figured it out a little bit—but the knot that has been pent up all year round will not be untied so quickly.

"Compared to these..."

The young man whispered, finally shook his head, and regained his thoughts.

"That's the moment that proves 'that thing' the most."

"What a stubborn brat."

Hearing the long-awaited familiar voice, he stared at the past with his scorched eyes, and as expected, caught the silver figure.

"The first time you challenged me, you made your own mind. After so long, you still don't intend to give up."

The silver-haired boy who appeared in the arena folded his hands and raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to do is none of my business, so I don't bother to ask. I just want to ask you, boy, are you sure you want to challenge me seriously?"

That is to say, Eric, speaking old-fashioned words that do not match his current image, can appear without too much sense of disobedience——

"I'm sure."

Hong Jiaodong answered without hesitation, and his eyes were also firm...

Wait, it seems to have moved?

"Eric."

"Say."

"...I think, speaking here, maybe—"

Hong Jiaodong hesitated very cautiously.

He faintly felt that this conversation seemed familiar, as if it had happened before.In particular, the following sentence:

Eric, who obviously didn't think about it, was always impatient, and immediately became impatient: "There is nothing to say! Don't waste time, just say something!"

Hong Jiaodong: "..."

Hong Jiaodong: "Okay."

After tidying up his words a bit, in the venue where everyone was watching and the live broadcast was always watching, Hong Jiaodong spoke with a stern and serious expression.

"The chocolate sauce on the corner of your mouth."

For some reason, the audience fell silent.

Eric's originally casual expression immediately changed color at this moment.

"What did you say???"

And Hong Jiaodong deserves to be that upright young man who is fearless in the face of danger.

Now that he has opened his mouth, he must insist on finishing the sentence:

"The chocolate sauce was not wiped clean."

The upright boy also explored his trouser pocket, trying to find a paper towel for his opponent: "I should have paper... Oh, sorry, only the lighter you gave me."

Eric: "..."

There was an abnormally strange silence all around, as if the sound of breathing had stopped.

Not because the unscrupulous audience doesn't want to laugh -- but because, too, ma'am is too cold!What's going on, the temperature at the scene dropped by at least [-] degrees!

Everyone was shivering with cold, and their bodies were stiff.

And under the auditorium.

Eric, who was confronting Hong Jiaodong: "...Hehehe."

He actually... didn't get angry!

"This is ash that was accidentally stained."

The silver-haired boy calmly wiped away the dark stain that was said to be "ash".

"Is it chocolate?"

"It's gray."

"It doesn't feel like it, I also smell a little..."

"To shut up!!!"

"..."

The false atmosphere as if nothing had happened was broken by the brave boy Hong.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the temperature returned to normal, and everyone staying at the scene also thawed out.

"Puff, puff - puff puff!"

For a while, almost everyone was trying to hold back their laughter.

It's a pity that I couldn't laugh as freely as those who were not there, but the so-called sense of crisis is an instinct hidden deep in the soul of every human being.

They knew that, at least at this time, they couldn't laugh out loud.Otherwise, the dwarf boy below will definitely become angry, and maybe freeze them all into ice sculptures...

Uh wow!it's a pity!Otherwise, the look of young Eric jumping angrily is cute just thinking about it!

however.

There was still an untimely voice, and it was quite close: "Pfft—hahaha!"

Eric (looks over with a gloomy expression): "..."

The Midnight Lady, the referee and teacher, covered her mouth and coughed embarrassingly: "Ahem! Ah, my throat was a little itchy just now. I probably caught a cold... Ahem! Can we start now? Two contestants, get ready! Ok?"

Do you still need to ask?

There is no preparation at all.

If it is said that Eric hadn't lifted his spirits at the beginning.

Well now.

he!Refined!god!ten!foot!

The original two points of energy were directly increased to five points.

Hong Jiaodong just finished speaking: "Well, I can..."

"Don't delay, start now!"

These words naturally came from Eric who was smiling slightly (sneeringly) and breaking his fingers.

It has to be said that everyone who saw the young man's expression at this moment would be taken aback suddenly.

Unlike any time before.

Eric has been very relaxed since the sports day.Although there have been shots, there are no traces of real effort.

In other words, he never took it seriously.

But now, things seem to be different.

Hong Jiaodong is the only one who can most intuitively feel the tremendous pressure.

Because, he is the object of pressure and the center that is firmly watched by those golden eyes.

The silver-haired boy just walked towards him casually.

How to describe the feeling at this moment?

The body was stiff, the boy couldn't move, his pupils constricted, and he could only see a sea of ​​ice in his field of vision.

He could hardly control himself and wanted to take a step back—and behind him, it was like the edge of a cliff in an abyss below, and after that, the peaks collapsed and the mountains and rivers shattered.

Fortunately.

Eric just showed this trace of murderous intent, just to scare the boy.

"Are you sure now? Sure, it won't be as simple as usual later."

he asks.

To be honest, it seemed too trivial to make such a move, as if he was going to deliberately bully the kid.

However, Hong Jiaodong had no objection.

The boy still insisted that even if he couldn't figure out Eric's intentions, and the predicament he had to face was a hundred times more difficult than he had imagined before, he would not back down.

"Sure!"

"Okay." Eric said, "That's it."

The atmosphere between them has undergone a huge change again, it is really dignified, and the hearts of the onlookers are inexplicably raised.

The audience couldn't help but forget the chocolate incident a few minutes ago. What they are most concerned about now, of course, is the upcoming one, Eric and the frozen——

"come on!!!"

"Mr. Boom!!! Come on!!!"

"As the most handsome and cool guy in our class A! Mr. Hong, even if you can't escape from Brother Eric's claws, you still have to represent us and support us a little longer!"

Obstructive noises cut in.

It turned out that it was the little ghosts of Class A of the first year, holding a banner temporarily made by 800 million students, hula-la occupying the front row of the auditorium.

The idea of ​​pulling the banner was thought of by Lu Gu, who was already lying in the infirmary at this time.Even if it's to commemorate Lu Gu and pretend that he didn't confirm, everyone should pull out the banner and cheer for Mr. Hong!

Yes.

They are cheering for Hong Jiao Dong.

As for "Brother Eric"... the devil-like brother punches a child, and beats them so painfully, there is no need to cheer up!

So by comparison, Mr. Hong is like a grass swaying firmly in front of the devil's feet, not to mention how pitiful it is.

"With the hope of our class, and even the whole grade, Hong Jun Chong—"

Eric who was suddenly left out in the cold: "???"

"Heh, do you think I need you to cheer up? No! Do you think I'll mind? You brats are so noisy!"

"When I get rid of Boy Hong, you guys... it's over!!!"

The author has something to say: Eric: You are done! ! ! !