[Comprehensive] If we have another possibility

After the news was broadcast the next day, as expected, Fei Shi was suddenly pushed to the forefront, which was even more topical than Baohao who was a hostage.

This is probably due to his face, and the strength he displayed.

Because of Aizawa's work, Hime lived with him in Shizuoka.The boy was half an hour earlier than usual, and took the Shinkansen to go to school in Tokyo before dawn. Even so, many people recognized him, pointed to his face and asked, "Are you the student who saved people in the mud incident?"

Fei Shi walked all the way to the school with his head down, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he was surrounded by screaming female students, including some male students who worshiped heroes.

To be honest, an old man like him really can't bear this kind of limelight.

Teiko Secondary School, 8:23am.

The cherry-haired boy hid in the narrow corridor, looked at the clear photo of himself with his head tilted slightly on the news on his mobile phone, and couldn't help feeling weak for a while.

Yingbai's fingertips moved, and she flipped through the news, and the photo that followed was the scene of him punching.

The photo was captured very well, he didn't show his face, while the mud enemy was being blown off the ground by the hurricane, half of Bakugo's body was exposed, he was holding him by the back collar and holding him tightly with both hands waist.

Fei Shi didn't pay attention to this, his eyes stayed on the line of small characters below.

[Teiguang students subdue the gangsters, or is their personality similar to All Might? ]

——It's getting more and more outrageous.

Fei Shi turned off the news and let out a silent sigh.

He has never been so exaggeratedly sought after at such a big age.If he had known this earlier, he should have avoided the camera if he said anything yesterday.

The "old man" who looks like a third-year junior high school student feels that he underestimated the power of the information age. Seeing that the time is almost up, and just about to go back to class, the mobile phone buzzes to indicate that a text message has been received.

[Mackerel: Mister, look quickly, does this kid look super similar to you~O(≧▽≦)O]

Attached below is a recent photo of Fei Shi that he saw on the news just now.

Fei Shi: "..."

He slid his fingertips to the left with a blank expression, and clicked on the red trash can.

Before the action was completed, the person on the opposite side seemed to know that he would delete it, and popped up the message again, tenaciously occupying his sight.

[Mackerel: I want to go to my husband this weekend o(*≧▽≦)ツ~┴┴~ Do you have time, sir? ]

Fei Shi paused for a second, and sure enough, the other party sent a new text message after waiting for a while.

[Mackerel: It's Mr. Mori's order~]

Fei Shi stared at "Mr. Mori" for a while, and then clicked on the input box to start typing.

[--: Say more. ]

[Mackerel: Hey——o(≧mouth≦)o]

No longer paying attention to the person in front of him, Fei Shi exited the SMS page, noticed the number of unread messages piled up in red on the small Line icon, hesitated for a moment, and turned his phone to Do Not Disturb.

What he didn't know was that the second he put away the phone, the screen lit up again, and the content also added a sentence to a photo, but the wording seemed cautious and restrained as if it had been revised many times.

[The little gentleman in the hat: (picture.jpg) Mr. Qing, have you noticed this child who resembles you? ]

The whole day, Fei Shi was in a state of dodging.

Naturally, the teachers and principals couldn't avoid the praise, but the rest of the students' curious inquiries and concerns were really not what Fei Shi had the patience to deal with.

With a blank face, he dodges the small group of girls who are frantically looking for him. The cherry-haired boy leans his back against the wall and waits for the crisis to pass, when he suddenly hears a suppressed laugh.

Naturally, he had already noticed that there was someone in this corner, and he didn't look back because the breath was not very familiar.At this moment, after hearing the laughter, I looked over and found that it was a girl I had never seen before.

She has bangs that are low on the left and high on the right, a triangle of paint on each cheek, and earlobes that look like headphone jacks.

She noticed Fei Shi's gaze, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "It's hard work, isn't it?"

Fei Shi blinked, with a subtle helplessness showing on his face: "Ah. It's a bit beyond my expectation."

"It can't be helped, because what you do is cool."

The girl nodded understandingly, glanced at Fei Shi, and said thoughtfully: "You are a little different from what I imagined."

Fei Shi's expression remained unchanged: "Really?"

"Yeah." Under his gaze, the girl obviously became nervous, and hugged the stack of homework in her arms tightly, "Because, I thought that a powerful guy like you should...how should I put it, be even more difficult to get close to?" a little?"

"It's nothing to get close to, I'm human too." Fei Shi said, stepped forward to take the stack of homework books from the girl, and looked down at the class, "You are in class three. I will send it to you." Let's go."

His movements and demeanor were so natural that the girl couldn't react for a while.

Fei Shi took two steps away, looked back at the girl, and waited for her to follow.

The girl quickly regained her senses and followed: "Don't bother, I can do it myself..."

"Just on the way."

Fei Shi paused for a moment, seeing that the girl still wanted to say something, he said again: "And in this way, if you meet someone who wants to give me something or ask for an autograph on the road, you can justly ignore them."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing in the next second: "What is that, am I being used by you?"

Fei Shi nodded solemnly: "Please let me use you, please."

The girl smiled even more happily.

She wrapped her fingers around her slender earlobes habitually, and introduced herself, "I am Erlang Xiangxiang, just call me Erlang."

"Ear Lang Xiangxiang?" Fei Shi repeated, taking a serious look at the girl again, "Are you also targeting heroes?"

Erlang was surprised: "Hey? Why do you know?"

"There are only a few people in the school who apply for Xiongying, even I have heard of it."

Fei Shi replied flatly, standing still in place.

"Although you probably already know it, I still want to say it seriously. I am Uchiha Hime, just call me by name. There are still ten months before the entrance exam, and I can continue to be a classmate after that, Erlang. "

Erlang couldn't help showing a slightly touched expression.

The tips of her ears gradually turned a little crimson, she scratched her hair, and said with a somewhat uncertain smile:

"Continue to be a classmate or something... I don't know if I will be able to pass the exam. After all, there are so many schools in the country, and the hero department only admits 36 people from the entrance exam."

She paused, and looked at Fei Shi with emotion: "But thank you anyway. Let's work hard together!"

Fei Shi looked at her, didn't say anything more, just nodded quietly.

After sending Erlang to a place some distance away from the class entrance, Fei Shi returned the homework to her, turned around and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a bright yellow figure appeared at the door of the third class, and when he saw him, he waved happily: "Ah! Little Feishi! Are you here to find me—"

Before he could finish speaking, the cherry-haired boy quickly turned a corner and disappeared from his sight.

Depression appeared on Kise Ryota's face: "What, didn't you hear?"

Erlang raised his eyebrows on the side: "I guess, even if I hear it, I won't talk to you, Huang Lai."

"Hey? Why?" Kise looked at No.1 in the class with an inexplicable expression.

Erlang shrugged, and walked into the class with his homework book in his arms: "Because he is already exhausted enough, if he stands with you again, I'm afraid this corridor will be blocked."

"Ah? Why?!" Kise couldn't help crying.

So when he went to the basketball club to train as usual after school, he couldn't help talking about it:

"I wasn't in the same class, and Little Feishi didn't come to the department at all, but now he sees me and hides away...I haven't even said a word to Little Feishi this semester!?"

"Hmm... there's nothing I can do about it."

Holding the data recorder, Momoi couldn't help comforting him with a dry smile: "After all, Little Feishi likes to be quiet, and he really hates being surrounded by others like you usually are. And he still likes reading more than exercising."

"Little Taozi, you are going too far! You are the same as Xiao Heizi! Oh shit, I also want to be in the same class as Xiao Feishi!" Kise jumped up angrily.

Midorima Shintaro, who has been concentrating on shooting, couldn't help but snort coldly: "If you are as good at world history as Momoi, or as good at various books as Akashi, Feishi will definitely have a good chat with you , Kise."

"That's impossible, Kise-kun and books are insulators." Heizi complained calmly at this moment.

Huang Lai's eyes widened and he shouted: "How can I! My grades are at least better than Xiao Qingfeng's guy who flies at low altitude every time!"

"Well." Momoi couldn't help being comforted and began to act as a peacemaker.

She looked around the basketball court, which was already in full swing, and couldn't help but feel sad: "Ada... Mr. Qingfeng didn't come to practice."

Heizi lowered his eyes.

The scene fell into silence for a while, and then the quiet atmosphere was broken by a piercing sound of tearing plastic bags.

"Hmm... Forget about Feng Tsai, after all, Chi Tsai said that he can not come. But why is Fei Shizai not allowed to come as a candidate for the main election? I don't remember Chi Zai saying that he can not come?"

Atsushi Ziyuan gnawed on the delicious stick, talking lazily.

Several people at the scene were at a loss for words.They don't seem to have thought about it.

"That's right, I joined the basketball club in the second grade. Xiao Feishi was a year earlier than me, but I haven't seen him on the basketball court much."

Kise spun the basketball, talking to himself.

"That's because he doesn't need it." Midorima said at this time.

Huang Lai was taken aback: "What do you mean?"

"It's just the literal meaning." Midorima threw another ball and stopped when he watched it enter the basket. He calmly pushed his glasses.

"Haven't you all seen it? In last year's national competition, although he only played for less than 3 minutes, his terrifying strength was able to give us a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg."

As soon as this was mentioned, the people who were talking immediately fell into memories.

At that time, it was still the summer vacation of the second grade, and the talents of the "Age of Miracles" had not yet fully blossomed, and they struggled a bit in the finals of the national competition.

Fei Shi played at that time.Akashi didn't say hello to anyone, and directly called the sakura-haired boy onto the stage.

At that time, the tall and straight boy was wearing a Diguang basketball uniform. His body was clean without any sweat, and he was in a suspiciously unprepared state.

But it was this young man who seemed to be casual about basketball, and within 3 minutes, the situation was completely turned to a one-sided situation.

However, even though Fei Shi has tried very hard to hide his indifference, Midorima can still see his carelessness and casualness.

Obviously, he has never practiced with them before, but he can see their position and the enemy's position with just a glance, making a reasonable judgment like a prophet.

Easily did not shed a drop of sweat.

"Shouldn't it be said that the goal is to be a hero?" Midorima said, took out a basketball again, and cast his eyes on the basket in the distance, his eyes were sharp and dark for no reason.

"Although we are very unwilling, our physical ability is obviously not at the same level as his."

Remembering the shock of that day, everyone was silent for a while.

"—what are you talking about, you?"

Suddenly, a clear and magnetic voice came from one side, and you didn't need to turn your head to know that this must be the captain of their basketball team—Seijuro Akashi.

The boy with different pupils was still wearing his school uniform, apparently he had just rushed over from his job as the president of the student union.

With a black schoolbag slung across his shoulders, he stood still in a small circle of several people. His posture was obviously very relaxed, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Momoi unconsciously scratched the slate: "...it's about Feishi, Akashi-kun."

"Oh? Is it the incident yesterday?" Akashi showed interest.

"That's part of it, but it's mostly about why I've never seen him on the pitch."

Huang Lai took the lead to restore his smile, and said in a tone of indifference: "Look, didn't Xiao Feishi suddenly play in the national competition last year? Ah, so I don't even know when he became I don’t even know the candidates for the main election, and it’s already like this when I realize it.”

Midorima pushed down his glasses: "That was in the first grade. He joined the basketball club a few weeks after the start of school, and became a member of the first team after the first test. He had hoped to become a regular pick, but he himself didn't want to. , In the end, I only made an alternate."

"Hey? Why don't you want to?!" Kise couldn't help but screamed.

Heizi held that poker face: "Momoi-san already said it, Kise-kun. Fei Shi-kun is different from you, he doesn't like to be too high-profile."

"That's right. If Xiao Feishi's face is exposed to the public, how much repercussions it will cause, Xiao Huang, haven't you realized it today?"

As soon as Momoi said this, his face turned pale: "Today our class is completely surrounded by crazy girls and boys, so that Fei Shijun won't stay in the classroom when get out of class is over, and I didn't find a chance to talk to him. Really, what are you doing, those people..."

"Little Taozi, what are you talking about! I didn't even say hello to Little Feishi this semester!" Huang Lai cried out sadly.

Several teenagers and girls were discussing enthusiastically, and Akashi, who had been listening quietly except for saying a word at the beginning, looked down at the vibrating cell phone as if inadvertently.

(Line)

8: 23am

[Akashi: Mr. Haruki Murakami will have a press conference for his new work on Saturday.Want to go together? ]

4: 43pm

[Fei Shi: Good. ]

With a smile on his lips unconsciously, Akashi put away his phone and walked to the dressing room.