Class A: F * ck!

What's going on!?

Are their eyes playing tricks on them?

Or are they hallucinating because of mental disorder!?

Looking at the harmonious Anzawa and Hong walking side by side, the Class A students eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

Of course, you can't blame them for having such a reaction. Who told Hong to ignore Anzawa a few days ago?

"Hey … What the hell is going on?" Shang Ming looked dumbfounded and poked Che Island, "Is this an illusion?"

"Ma … I don't think so?"

Che Island responded with a tone that even he himself couldn't believe. He also poked the person next to him, "Hey, is this an illusion?"

"Ha, how could it be an illusion."

Green Valley, who was poked in the waist, smiled bitterly and whispered, "Amagi -san and Boomkun are just walking together. You don't have to have such a big reaction, right?"

Bao Hao glanced at the idiotic faces of the Class A students from the corner of his eyes. He clenched his teeth and clicked his tongue before walking out of the class without looking back. He was actually in the same class as these idiots … This was simply intolerable!

On the way, the two didn't talk for nearly ten minutes. Even though Hong was quiet, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He glanced at Anzawa's side face and stammered a few times before saying, "Which school did you go to before?

I heard it was a high school without "personality"? "

"Yujin Academy is indeed a high school without" personality "." Anzawa glanced at Hong and asked with a smile, "Looking at your expression, it seems like you think it's strange?"

"About 80% of the world's total population has" personality ". It's hard to imagine how a school can gather a group of students without" personality ". And …" Hong glanced at Anzawa again, "Why did you choose such a school?

Your "personality" is very strong. It's only a matter of time before you become a hero. "

"Ha, should I be happy?

It's rare for you to talk so much. "

Anzawa frowned and smiled. He quickly walked past Hong to a burger shop, "Is one burger enough?

How about two?

My father's cooking can't be eaten. "

"Ah."

Hong thought that Anzawa didn't want to answer his question, so he didn't ask anymore. Looking at the scene of Anzawa chatting with the shop owner, he suddenly felt very strange. He didn't understand why Anzawa was so patient to chat with the shop owner. After all, it was such a boring topic.

"Thank you."

Anzawa thanked the shop owner, took the paper bag with the hamburger and handed it to Hong...................

The shop owner said to Anze with a smile, "Come again next time." Then, he waved his hand and only stopped when Anze's figure could no longer be seen. All these explosions were witnessed by the shop owner.

..............

. "Anzawa took a bite of the hamburger and said incoherently," The first question, it is because 80% of the world's total population is "personality holders", so there is a need for a school without "personality" to gather people of the same kind, so that people of the same kind can understand each other. "

"Originally in this world," personality holders "were the outliers, but because there are more and more people with" personality ", it led to the situation where ordinary people's living space is constantly being compressed."

"People without" personality "will be excluded?" Hong asked.

"Yes.

So we need to gather together to comfort each other. "

After finishing the hamburger in his hand, Anzawa threw the paper bag into the trash can, turned his face to Hong and smiled, "You know what?

Some strong people need to prove their strength through the weak side, and the weak can only find the same weak people, and by sharing each other's misery, they can prove that they are not so weak. It's similar to 'knowing that you are not doing well, I am relieved' mentality. "

"… …"

"It seems that you can't accept this statement, then let's change it." Hong disagreed, Anzawa saw it clearly, and also expressed his understanding.

Hong is also a strong person, and a strong person with principles and bottom lines, naturally he will not like the statement that belittles the strong, not to mention Hong is also at the stage of "believing in the beauty of the world", so it is natural for him to instinctively reject the dark side.

Anze continued, "Humans are existences that cannot survive without support. Just like lonely people who yearn for others to care for them, even if the care is sympathy, it is enough to make them ecstatic. However, there is a prerequisite, and that is that the one giving the sympathy must not be someone who is a level higher than them.

Because the sympathy given by the superior is not called sympathy, it is called pity. "

Hong frowned tightly, like a young man who just entered the club and suddenly saw the dark side of the world. The conversation with Anzawa made him feel that his worldview has collapsed, and he urgently needs to overthrow Anzawa's strange theory, "But, everyone likes and worships heroes, and people don't reject the help of heroes."

"Like and worship … … It is undeniable." Anzawa shrugged, "But I'm afraid it is more natural, right?

Just like the police catching thieves, heroes catching criminals and fighting for peace, for ordinary people, isn't it natural? "

"… …" Hong opened his mouth, but because he couldn't find the words to refute, he tightly pursed his lips. He suddenly remembered the shop owner just now, the shop owner's smile to Anzawa was so sincere, and the "Come back next time" invitation was full of sincerity … … Why?

Because Anzawa picked up his meaningless topic?

No, chatting with customers every day is probably a common occurrence for the shop owner, then … … Why did it have to be Anzawa?

Hong squeezed the corner of the paper bag tighter and tighter, he thought, as long as he could understand the shop owner's special attitude to Anzawa, then the question in his heart can be easily solved.

"The second question … … Before answering, let me remind you, eat the hamburger, or it will be rotten."

An Ze looked at Hong Wei's stunned expression and smiled. "There's no special reason why I chose a school that doesn't have 'personality'. It's just because I'm not interested in becoming a hero.

Now I am studying "Xiongying" just to fulfill my father's request, to fulfill his dream of becoming a hero. "

Anzawa said it lightly, but it made Hong shocked, it turns out … … there is more than one bastard father in this world.

"You … …" Hong looked at Anzawa's eyes with sympathy, and took a long time to squeeze out three words: "Don't feel bad."

"Ha?" What don't feel bad?

Anzawa did not understand, he felt that he could not keep up with Hong's thoughts … … Ah no, he and Hong's thoughts are not on the same channel, right?

Misunderstanding, sometimes it can make a relationship fall apart, sometimes it can make a relationship get a qualitative leap, so let this misunderstanding continue. Anyway, to some extent, Anzawa was indeed forced to go to "Xiongying".

"We're here."

An Ze said to Hong, who was deep in thought. He turned around and saw that the lights in the house were not on as usual. He frowned. Usually, no matter how busy his father No. 2 was, he would come home before he finished school. Today, he was not at home and did not call to inform him. It was really strange.

"En?

We're here? "

Hong suddenly became nervous, although Anzawa's father was the same as his father, a selfish bastard who forced his children to fulfill their dreams, but … …

Anzawa entered the password, opened the courtyard door, turned his head and was just about to call Hong when he saw the other's nervous face, "What's wrong with you?

Don't you want to come in? "

"Should I buy some gifts?" Hong asked seriously.

Anzawa was depressed: "… … What do you think you're here for?

To visit the in-laws?

What's more, my father is not at home, who do you want to buy gifts for? "

Hong followed behind Anzawa step by step … …

With a flushed face? _?

*

Hong looked around the large training room, the appearance of the training room was not inferior to the school's practice field, it was very similar to a town. "Very professional."

"Ma, after all, it is the masterpiece of my father who has a heroic dream." Although he has never used this professional level training room before. _?

When Anzawa did not say it, Hong's heart was filled with sympathy for Anzawa, but at the same time he also felt that he had said something wrong, just as he was about to blurt out the word "sorry", he was interrupted by Anzawa, "Even if it is training, I will not go easy on you, let's begin."

"Ah."

Hong nodded, the training that did not help his growth had no meaning, this he understood. He got into a fighting posture, but was suddenly pushed several meters away by a strong force. "!!!"

"… …" Hong was surprised, Anzawa was dumbfounded, he could not understand. "Let me ask you a question."

"Ah."

"Do you think a vicious criminal will give you time to get into a fighting posture and then fight?"

"… … No."

Then why did you get into a fighting posture, young man?

Anzawa was depressed: "A vicious criminal will not only not give you a chance to get into a fighting posture, but also will not be as kind as me to inform you that 'it's starting'."

Hong straightened his body, gently exhaled, looking at Anzawa who was standing where he was just standing, his eyes filled with seriousness, "I understand."

Hong's feet in an instant jumped out of cold hard ice, rushing straight to Anzawa's position … …

*

Looking at the ice piled up in the training room, Anzawa shivered, looked down and clapped his hands, "Wow, amazing, amazing."

"Huff, huff, huff."

Hong lay on the ground, gasping for breath, "The training room … … is almost destroyed, sorry."

"It's okay, anyway my father is stupid and rich.

And if he knows that I finally use the training room, he will be so excited that he won't be able to tell north from south. "

Anzawa smiled and waved his hand indifferently, "It's already eight o 'clock, today's training will end here, we will continue tomorrow, okay?

Can you stand up?

Go drink some water, I will call a taxi for you later. "

"Ah."

Hong sat up with his arms supporting his body, wiped his sweat, adjusted his breathing, then stood up slowly and followed Anzawa out of the training room.

Recalling Anzawa's performance in the training, Hong frowned, "You didn't use your full strength."

"Hmm?" Anzawa turned around and looked at him strangely, "It's just training, if you take it too seriously you will get hurt.

Although I said that I won't go easy, I still have to control myself, and … … "

Anzawa stopped and slowly turned around to look at Hong.

His body couldn't help but stiffen. Those amber eyes gave him a feeling that they could see through everything.

Hong unconsciously furrowed his brows when he realized this.

"You didn't use your full strength either, right?"

"!!!" So it wasn't an illusion?

Anzawa really did notice something … …

Anzawa turned around and continued walking, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you used your full strength or not, but as a classmate … … erm, a friend, I want to remind you that if you keep using the strength of your right side, you will soon feel the limit, and if you continue to use the strength of your right side for a long time, you might even lose the right side of your body."

He knew … … he knew everything!

Hong looked at his left hand, struggle and pain slowly creeping onto his face.