Chaoying meets Two-dimensional [Comprehensive]

Christine almost got into a fight with her classmates in the cafeteria on the first day of school. It was interesting to think about it. Master Yan Yi aroused all the impulsive childishness left in her bones and blood.

But there are also other gains, she looked at the worrying person sitting opposite.Just when the plot was rushing towards the grove after school, it was Lugu and this classmate who seemed very indifferent to stand up and make a rescue.

Although the former made Master Yan Yi even more irritable, the latter made Christine realize that if he continued spending time with the little boy, he would miss the limited crab dishes.

"I can't see that you are an impulsive type of person, but that's No. 1 in the entrance examination for the hero department."

He was lazily stirring the udon noodles with chopsticks. For some reason, there was always an indelible gloomy look between his brows.

Christine replied: "It's really a surprise, he is No.1 in the entrance examination." She thought it would be Izuku Midoriya.

The two ate separately, talking one after another.Christine found that this seemingly indifferent young man was actually very easy to get along with, and he might seem a little aloof because he was too silent.

After dinner, they walked to the classroom together, and met Xin Cao's acquaintance on the way, and saw the two of them winking at each other, and said something meaningful to her to be careful not to be deceived by his personality.

Xin Cao's face was not good, but he didn't refute anything.

After they left, Christine said, "It seems that you are not very popular."

"My [personality] is brainwashed, and those who answer my questions will obey my orders," he pursed his lips, and squeezed out the second half of the sentence, "Everyone says this is a personality that is very suitable for crime."

So you also think that worrying about others is a material for criminals?Christine thought to herself, what the hell is this logic?In the final analysis, personality is a tool, and how to use it depends on the person. If someone stood in front of the professor and said that you are suitable for crime, it would be a joke that could make Magneto laugh.

Thinking about it, Christine really laughed.

"Hey, what's so funny?" Xin Cao was a little annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but if you think of something interesting, if you keep talking, I won't laugh anymore," Christine added, "unless I can't help it."

Worrying: "..."

I don't know why my heart is so tired. He didn't care about her sudden laughter, but asked a little weakly: "Why are you still here? Everything you know is far away from me."

Christine didn't answer, and said another thing: "You didn't get involved before, but you should have heard it. I'm an American. I go to Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters, a private school. It's normal if I haven't heard of it. Guess what my headmaster ability is?"

Worrying about people's confusion, but still very face-saving: "What is it?"

"Psychopathic ability," she said word by word as she looked at her mind, "you can read other people's memories and thoughts without physical contact, and you can also deprive and control other people's thoughts and manipulate other people's actions."

Looking at her serious expression, the worrying person blurted out: "Aren't you afraid of him?" At all times, you must be afraid that what you think will be known, and you will be manipulated.

Christine: "On the contrary, he is the person most trusted and relied on by both students and teachers. Even old enemies believe that he is one of the most noble people in the world."

Because her expression was too serious before, he didn't doubt that overly powerful ability, but now he has to doubt, "How can there be such a person?"

Christine was not angry, she understood what he was thinking, "It's hard to believe that such a person exists before seeing it with your own eyes, right? His ability is so terrifying, as long as he has a little evil thought, he can do anything he wants , but he is... hard to describe in words."

She laughed softly, not because she thought it was ridiculous, but because she thought that a person would relax her mood, so she couldn't help laughing.

No one would believe that there was such a noble person in the world, but he would believe that there was such a person who made her feel open when she thought about it, and her blue eyes were full of smiles.

"In short, what defines a person should never be his ability, but what this person has done. Others don't understand because they are blind. Up to now, I think you are good, and I like it very much."

Xin Cao was stunned, his eye sockets widened, but his pupils shrank, he turned his head away, and said in a muffled voice, "Is this some kind of earthy chicken soup show for the soul in the morning?"

Christine: "How about I bring out the professor to explain the facts to you, okay? Have you ever seen such a hardcore chicken soup for the soul? It's not because you are a classmate that I won't put the professor on Talk out of your mouth."

"Okay, okay, I see, go back to the classroom, the first history of modern heroes in the afternoon."

Compared with mathematics and English, Christine was more interested in this unique subject of Hero School. After the preparatory bell rang, she kept quiet and looked at the door with her chin propped up.

The door was suddenly opened, and the head teacher stood at the door, but he didn't mean to come in, but stood aside and looked at the person who was about to come in.

He must be the teacher who taught the history of modern heroes.

isn't it?

Christine rolled her eyes.

Isn't this guy some kind of magician?How come Xiongying became a teacher?

Light green eyes, soft light-colored hair tied into a ponytail, slightly curly at the end, the innocence of a teenager has not faded from him, even wearing elegant British clothes, he looks more like a child than the high school students in the class.

Twenty pairs of eyes in the class stared at him as he walked up to the podium, and followed him as he moved, causing him to stagger and almost fall, and the students burst into laughter.

What, isn't this teacher too clumsy?

"An--jing!" The teacher in charge could have predicted this situation, high school students are not good-natured children who are easy to manage.

After the crowd was quiet, he looked at the teacher on the podium and signaled that he could start the class.

"I am Romani Akiman," he wrote his name on the blackboard fluently, "I will be the teacher of the history of modern heroes for the next three years, I..."

"Teacher, are you a professional hero?"

A classmate suddenly asked.

"Uh, sorry, I'm not."

Like a thunderbolt that exploded a school of fish, the students started talking about it.From "Didn't you say that Xiongying's teachers are all professional heroes?" to "Xiongying sees us as ordinary subjects and doesn't pay much attention to us, hum".

Roman was at a loss, his eyes wandered among the students in a daze, and suddenly his eyes froze.

Christine's net height is 1.73, which is certainly not as good as her idol Wonder Woman's 1.83, but she is very satisfied.Also because of her height, she sat in the last row, moved the chair back, and stretched her hand back to reach the rear blackboard. She touched a piece of chalk in the slot, pressed it against the blackboard, and slid down hard——

The piercing sound swept across the entire class in an instant, causing everyone to cover their ears in pain, looking for the source of the sound. They saw Christine, and when she saw that she had reached her goal, she sat up straight and looked at Roman.

Such calm eyes gave him courage, and he settled down: "Students, this class has already started for 5 minutes, do you want to continue to waste time complaining and widen the gap between the hero and Ke, or Open your textbook now?"

The history of modern heroes begins with the first case of supernormality. The society fell into chaos and darkness because of supernormality, and then the hero system was initially established and grew up. It is interspersed with professional heroic deeds at home and abroad. It is not boring. Turning over a textbook is like reading a story same as book.

The teacher on the stage was obviously a novice. It wasn't that he didn't speak well, but that his expression was too panicked. Even if anything happened, he would be like a startled squirrel, showing an interesting expression.

For example, the course has been going on until now, and it is always time to interact with the students and ask someone to answer the questions, but all the students do not meet his eyes, except Christine, who looked at him with her chin with great interest.

Roman was a villain in his heart crying, he didn't dare to call this big guy, she could do magic.

However, as a teacher, one must treat students equally. He pointed at her tremblingly: "This classmate, please answer."

Look, it's so cute to do it despite being so scared to death (although Christine doesn't understand why he's afraid of himself).

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teacher ran out of the classroom like a tiger chasing after him. Christine looked back and found that the little friend across the aisle had a bad face. She knew the reason after a little thought.

"Still wondering if the teacher in charge is not a professional hero?"

The worrying person tidied up the textbooks on the table, looked listless with drooping eyelids, and his voice was not energetic: "Whether I am entangled or not, there must be a difference between Xiongying's treatment of hero subjects and general subjects. He thinks that hero subjects have more potential than us. So the resources are tilted towards them, and I can only get those resources by working harder."

Christine raised her eyebrows: "The class division is over, do you still have a way to enter the hero department?"

The worrying person was very surprised: "You don't know? In the Hero Sports Festival in May, if you perform well, you can transfer from ordinary subjects to hero subjects. There is a precedent."

"I really do not know."

"I've got to get into the hero section," he said to himself, before turning to him and asking, "What about you? I don't know what your [personality] is yet?"

Christine briefly talked about natural empathy, only staying at the perceptual level, and didn't say that she could still control it. Xin Cao thought about it after hearing this, and said honestly: "You... a little bit hanging."

He originally thought that his personality was weak enough, so he has always envied people with strong and destructive personalities. He never thought that her personality was weaker than his. Except for the weather forecast from the Meteorological Bureau, he couldn't think of her [personality] What else can I do.

Christine, who was underestimated, raised her eyebrows, noncommittal, "To be honest, I don't have any ideas about the hero department, but I have some ideas about the sports festival champion."

"???"

Christine longed for the campus life of ordinary people. Isn't the sports festival just a sports meeting?She has never participated in a sports meeting, just to satisfy her curiosity.

and also……

"Student Xinsao, I want to prove one thing to you, or a truth, there is absolutely no weak personality, only weak people."

***

Christine asked BB to send a text message to Green Valley to cancel tonight's training. She was going to see how the police uncle was doing. She made him suffer so much that she sent her back and let her go. Her conscience would hurt.

BB said that the police uncle will appear in a certain bar at nine o'clock tonight. She doesn't know whether he is catching criminals or performing undercover missions. She just took a look and left.

Dressing too simple is not enough to get into the adult bar where dragons and snakes are mixed. Christine specially put on makeup, put on a red tight skirt, revealing round shoulders, and a slender neck with a valuable gemstone necklace.

She sat on the edge of the bar, asked the bartender for a glass of low-alcohol wine, pushed the sunglasses on the bridge of her nose with her index finger, and sneaked out from the corner of her eye to pay attention to the police uncle sitting opposite the beauty.

It seems quite normal.

Toru Amuro felt that someone was looking at him, and this gaze made him restless, and even a little irritated, trying to find out the owner of that gaze.

"There's a beauty who's been following you, Bourbon," Belmode said, pulling back his blond hair and hanging it behind his ears, "at seven o'clock."

Amuro looked over and met her eyes in the air, each startled.

"Ah, senior, you are too obvious." BB's voice hit the eardrum.

Amuro smiled, "I'll go and have a look."

Belmode said leisurely: "I can't see that you like this one."

Seeing him approaching, Christine subconsciously took a sip of the drink in her hand, and after swallowing it, she realized that she was drinking wine, and she was sluggish.

"Senior, he is here."

"Well, BB, you can only tell if a person has a mental problem after talking with him?" She suddenly didn't want to run away, anyway, the vest would not be picked off.

BB: "That's what I said, but I don't think you are good at dealing with people with this kind of attribute." It's just this kind of multi-layered vest, people who talk about people when they see people, and people who talk about people.

Christine didn't speak anymore, because the police uncle was already very close to her.

Amuro Toru's gaze is appreciative.

From the way a man looks at a woman, she is too beautiful and sexy.

The curve is beautiful, the legs are slender, sitting on such a high bar chair, the thin strap high heels elongate the proportion of the legs, stepping on the ground lightly, even a silhouette is very pleasing to the eye, the light on the bar is faint, not bright, Her skin is like a soft halo, every inch is perfect.

In the occasion of pleasure-seeking, she sits quietly alone. Unlike women who give full play to their charm, she is beautiful without knowing it.

And her white hair and blue eyes attracted his attention even more.

Since that time... After that, I have subconsciously looked more at women with these two characteristics.

BB started to party, and Christine said that she was not partying, but it was safe, and BB wanted to say what it was, and you started to drink nervously.

Christine's hand holding the wine glass trembled, but for some reason, a dark-skinned arm was placed on the bar in her vision, and when the heat of a male body came from her side, she calmed down strangely.

"How can a beauty like you be alone?"

"..." I was wrong, I can't calm down, is this the world of adults?Natasha, I'm afraid, after the above barrage rolled through my mind, Christine gracefully took off her sunglasses and said with a smile, "Didn't I wait for you?"

What am I talking about? !

Although the villain in her heart beat the ground crazily, on the surface she could calmly accept every ambiguous flirting sentence from him, and she would come and go without losing the wind.

Amuro stared at her profile, and said in an adult's deep and mellow voice: "You look a lot like a friend of mine."

"The same rhetoric, boy, is there nothing new?" Christine was afraid that he would think in the direction of the avenger, and almost as soon as he finished speaking, he provocatively called a man "boy".

At the same age, Europeans and Americans look more mature than Asians. Coupled with exquisite makeup, Toru Amuro will treat her as someone of the same age when he looks at her from a distance. Qingqing, like a student who just left school, still can't estimate his age, but it doesn't look like he can afford it.

Just like that, dare to provoke a man in this place where dragons and snakes are mixed together?

Amuro smiled, it was time to teach her a lesson and scare her.

His broad, dry hand covered her soft hand, and Christine was so startled that she almost jumped up from the bar chair, but it was his other hand that went around her back and put it on her shoulder to hold her down. Restraining himself, from a distance, it was like he was hugging her from behind.

"are you free tonight?"

"Yes, yes."

"I'll let you experience the difference between a man and a boy, eh?"