The Hero Academy in My Mind

On Saturday morning, Izuku walked out of the house happily with a big bag on his back. At the same time, the people who had made an appointment with 1-A also walked out of their own houses.

"Shoku... Aren't you going to see your mother?" Todoroki's sister looked at Todoroki who was putting on her shoes. "I went there last night... She was fine." Todoroki paused.

"Dad will be back for dinner tonight... Want one?"

"Yeah..." Todoroki paused, then continued to put on his shoes.

"I won't be back for dinner tonight."

"Eh? Eh! Shoku!" The sister reached out her hand, and in return, the sound of the door closing came.

On the other side, Bakugo's house.

"Smelly boy! Remember to take out the garbage!!"

"I know, stinky old woman!"

"Remember to bring Izuku over for dinner tonight!!"

"......... OK."

Izuku took the bus to the place where the comic exhibition was held.

"Wow! It's so lively here!! Haha!" Izuku weighed his backpack and wallet, and walked into the comic exhibition with a smile. Not far behind him, a mobile phone was floating.

Hagakure Toru: Everyone, have you arrived?

Kamimura Denki: I'm taking the bus.

Yamoyomi Yoro: I'm looking for the way.

Miro Hibiki: We're almost there.

Changan Tayin: There are so many people here, so bright...

Bakugo Katsuki: Damn, why is it so crowded here! !

Todoroki Shoto: I'm almost there.

Iida Tenya: I saw the venue of the comic exhibition.

Hagakure Toru: It turns out that not many people have arrived. Then I have to start live streaming again. Thank you Todoroki for the new phone you gave me.

Todoroki Shoto: You're welcome...

Kamimura Denki: Just take a good picture of Izuku.

Miro Hibiki: Todoroki level 10

Hagakure Toru followed Izuku closely with the mobile phone he used for live streaming, and Izuku was completely unaware.

"Hmm... Boss, how much is this All Might figure?" Izuku stood in front of an All Might figure in the All Might store, with a perverted expression on his face.

{Izuku's expression now looks like a pervert...}

{Idiot, you're done}

{Idiot face! Nishiuchi!!}{Izuku is so cute...}

{That one just now was definitely a blast!! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!!}

Several comments were interspersed on the live page.

Izuku happily put the All Might figure into his backpack. Judging from the live screen, Izuku's backpack can still hold at least three All Might figures. {Where is Izuku going now? Oh, by the way, where are you? I'm at the door.}

{I'm also at the door, I'm Iida, everyone gather at the door together...}

{I don't care, but there may be two guys who don't get along with the group who entered the comic exhibition venue in advance...}

{Idiot face, you know who it is without saying anything. }

{Wait, why are there so many people watching this live broadcast room? }Iida suddenly realized that in just less than half an hour, there were nearly 100,000 viewers.

{Wow, I didn't expect Izuku to be so popular! }

{Shh, keep your voice down, if the phone explodes again, no one will be able to watch. }

This time, Bakugo and Shoto Todoroki reached a rare consensus.

Izuku walked and watched, and suddenly, a familiar sound of music attracted Izuku's attention, and his fingers trembled unconsciously. "That sound, could it be..." Izuku walked towards the direction of the music.

{Why did Izuku go to another place? }

{There is a beautiful girl over there. }

{The one above is definitely Grape, Grape, you should quit the class. }

Izuku squeezed through the crowd, and the music became louder and louder.

'It's this sound, another me, I want to play that thing! ! '

'What on earth is it that fascinates me so much, another me? ’

‘An instrument I particularly like, I think I found it somewhere before...’

Izuku got out of the crowd and saw a young lady in ancient costume playing the five-string pipa.

‘That’s it!!’ Izuku suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

“Humph, who still plays the pipa now? That old-fashioned thing should have been eliminated long ago. Now it’s the world of guitars and rock music!!” Suddenly, several people with guitars rushed out of the crowd and surrounded the young lady playing the pipa.

“What do you want to do? This is our place for classical music! Get out of here, you rock music people!!” The young lady didn’t look easy to mess with.

“Humph~ Do you think we rock music people will be so violent? We are here to compete fairly. It’s still the old rules. Whoever loses will leave this comic exhibition.”

“You!” The young lady’s face flushed, but she didn’t have any solution. If she really used a fair competition, she would definitely lose.

“What? Are you scared?”

“Who would be scared?”

‘Hey! Another me, what should I do now? ’

‘Leave it to me, but we may have to buy one less All Might figure. ’ Izuku shook his head, took out a mask from his backpack and put it on, then walked towards the surrounded young lady.

“Young lady, I can actually play the pipa a little bit, are you PKing here? Can I join in?” Izuku deliberately lowered his voice.

"Get out of here, you teenage brat!!" A man holding a guitar suddenly raised his hand to hit Izuku, but Izuku caught him immediately.

"I didn't expect the brothers in rock music to be so irritable. Can I just say that they are worthy of being in rock music?" Izuku smiled and looked at the older brothers.

"So, can I participate in one?" Izuku let go of his hand and said with a smile.

"No... no problem!" The young lady naturally hopes that someone can help her.

"But you don't even have a musical instrument, how can you compete with us?" the man rubbing his wrist said in a low voice.

"I think this young lady should have an extra pipa. The five-stringed one is best." Izuku said as little as possible.

"No problem, I'll get it right away!" The little sister turned around and ran to her booth. Izuku picked up the five-string pipa that the little sister had dropped on the ground, sat on the red chair and started tuning.

‘Other me, is that okay? ’

‘Just leave it to me, but can I buy a five-string pipa? ’

‘Let’s get through this first. I always feel like someone is watching me. ’

‘Feel the same. ’ Izuku lowered his head and continued to adjust the lute.

"Pipa is here!"

"Thank you." Izuku returned the pipa in his hand to the little sister, and then took the pipa handed over by the little sister.

"How to compare?" Izuku didn't know where he moved a stool and sat on it. His schoolbag was placed next to the stool. Izuku hugged his bipa and lowered his eyes.

‘Hurry up and go back after the competition. I wonder if you still have the Olmate figure? ’

"Since we are challenging you, of course it is your choice."

"Then let's see who has more tricks." Izuku said, pulling the microphone in front of him and the little sister.

"Just follow my rhythm." As he said that, Izuku started playing the pipa. The young lady was stunned for a moment and quickly followed. For a while, two soft and melodious pipa sounds floated in this small world.

"This is not the sound of Pipa!" a COSPLAY man said immediately.

"Of course this is not the sound of the pipa, this is the Chinese guzheng..." Izuku said with drooped eyelids. The next moment, Izuku turned his hand, and a strong smell of Indian curry filled Izuku's eyes. surrounded by pipa.

"This is India's Sitar." Izuku's eyelids continued to droop.

"Little sister, I don't ask you to hold on here, but the next section is the shamisen of my country. You have to follow it well." Izuku let go immediately after playing, crossed his legs directly, and began to play freely and freely. Play the music of Indian sitar.

After playing for nearly a minute, Izuku glanced at the young lady who had stopped to notice that Izuku was pretending to be cool, and spoke.

"Little sister, Shamisen, you have to follow me." Izuku's gestures changed again, and a familiar music played. The little sister imitated Izuku's gestures, playing two different types of shamisen. Surrounded by the crowd, more and more people came here to watch.

"Next, we move to Spain." Izuku said, his gestures changed again, and a brisk music sounded.

"This is called castanets, and then it's classical guitar." A strong American flavor came out, and several people holding electric guitars felt bad...

"Then comes the folk guitar..." Someone listened to the sound of the folk guitar playing on the pipa, and couldn't help humming a few familiar English songs.

"Finally...it's the electric guitars these guys are holding." The gestures changed again, and a strong sense of déjà vu came from the sound of an electric guitar coming from Izuku's pipa.

"This!!" Everyone was shocked. The faces of the men holding electric guitars turned pale. They knew they lost.

"Let's go!" The leader turned around and left, and the other men quickly followed.

"Did I let you go?" Izuku's expression changed, and Zhengrong's voice exploded!