Chapter 11 The Right Fist
  "I'm super!" Hinata Ningyuan only felt a splitting headache, as if he had drunk fake wine.

And I was very hungry, as if I hadn't eaten for three days and three nights.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he quickly reached down and touched the little Loli's leg.

"Eh?" Hinata Ningyuan hurriedly let go, and then realized something was wrong.

Why am I leaning on Yuhi Kurenai!

"Are you awake?" Xihihong asked softly.

"Have I fallen asleep?" Hinata Ningyuan quickly stood up and asked, "How long have I slept?"

"Twenty minutes," said Yuhi Hong, "I haven't even passed a single class yet."

"Oh." Hinata Ningyuan held his forehead. He had four classes in the morning. Doesn't this mean he still has to go through three classes?

People will starve to death!

It seems that he is thinking a lot, but that's because his brain's thinking speed has accelerated!
  "Let's see if the result is worth the effort!" Hinata Ningyuan recalled the creation just now. After a moment, a set of dance moves appeared in his mind.

"It tastes a bit." Although the food is relatively light, it still has some taste.

After all, how can you make your classmates endure hunger?

Wouldn't it be a good idea to do this?
  But, looking at him, he seems to be really hungry.
  "Hmm!" She thought for a while and still felt that she should help.

The key is that it consumes so much energy, but it doesn’t take long to turn on brain overclocking!
  Maybe only, five seconds?

Hinata Ningyuan doesn't want to go too far and affect other people's learning.

It's still warm.

However, just think that I am deceiving myself.

After being a good girl for a long time, you will find it extra exciting to do something out of the ordinary.

At this first moment, Yuhi Hong felt an inexplicable excitement.

This was not the case with Hinata before, right?

"Hoo" is a little better
  Children don’t eat much. If you take one pill, at least your stomach won’t hurt.

So I only opened the lid a small opening, took out a meatball and stuffed it into my mouth, just put it on my head first, get out of class would be over soon anyway.

"Eh?" Xihi Hong's face turned red. She had clearly agreed with her father that she would study hard and be a good student.

He continued to search around the table and finally found the meal he had brought with him in the morning.

How can the chunin not notice you eating in class?

"This consumption is really outrageous, and it not only consumes physical energy, but also consumes mental energy." Hinata Ningyuan could feel that his body was empty, with not a drop of energy left.

He had been on the battlefield, so of course he knew what hunger was like, although he didn't understand why he could be so hungry when he opened his eyes.

Terubi Cangyun on the podium witnessed all this, but ignored it.

This may be the main reason why many gangsters can chase good girls?

"Look at the teacher for me!" Hinata Ningyuan whispered, although he knew that there was no point in doing so.

"Phoenix Dances in Nine Heavens" is 4:30 in length. It is divided into six dance parts. There are no separate names because each dance part is a complete coordination of hands, eyes, body, steps and method, but with different emphasis.

The reason why it is 4:30 seconds is because Hinata Ningyuan subconsciously matched the music of "Phoenix Dances in the Nine Heavens" when choreographing, and the six dance parts are also six music sections.

But this dance is not finalized. It can be seen as a collection of dances, from which you can extract and morph into many dances, and when paired with different music, you can produce different effects!
  Moreover, this is not only a set of dance, but also a physical training method, which exercises most parts of the body such as eyes, hands, legs, abdomen, chest, and back!

Overall, the effect is very good!

In other words, quite good!
  If Hinata Ningyuan were to choreograph this dance by himself, it would be impossible within three or four years.

Because he had never been exposed to dance before, he had to start from the simplest learning and then summarize it through practice.

This is the magical effect of overclocking the brain and summarizing and refining knowledge!
  "Although the consumption is a bit high, the effect is amazing!" Hinata Ningyuan praised, five seconds of work can take an ordinary person several years, not to mention just one hungry meal, even if it is ten hungry meals, a hundred meals are still worth it!
  "Jingle Bell!"

Finally, after class, Hinata Ningyuan stopped thinking and took out his lunch box and started eating!
  "You've already eaten your lunch!" Yuhi Hong asked, "Then what do you do with your lunch?"

"I can't help it, I'm hungry now!!" Hinata Ningyuan stuffed a mouthful of rice. The half-warm rice tasted indescribable.

It’s only been one class and it’s become like this. I can’t imagine what the bento will look like after a whole morning.

This culture is simply anti-human. Why can’t schools take care of food? After finishing a bowl of bento in two or three mouthfuls, Hinata Ningyuan heard someone calling his name.

What's going on? It seems like I'm the only Hinata in the school!

He raised his head and saw a kid who, although he was only four or five years old, looked like he was forty or fifty years old, standing at the door of the class and trying to come in.

But it was blocked by Uchiha Obito.

"Who are you? You are not in our class, are you?" Obito asked.

"I'm from Class 2!" the kid said, "I'm here to see Hinata Ningyuan!"

"Hyuga Ningyuan, I'm looking for you!" Obito turned around and shouted.

"Are you, Asuma Sarutobi?" Hinata Ningyuan glanced at the person who came. He had an ordinary appearance. He didn't have the special marks like Aburame or Inuzuka, but the family crest on his body that looked like the number thirty was recognized by Hinata Ningyuan. This is the crest of the Sarutobi clan.

Of course, locals need to be familiar with the family crests of major families.

"Just know my name!" Asma said angrily: "What nonsense were you talking about when you introduced yourself!"

"Uh" Rixiang Ningyuan blinked: "Which sentence did you say?"

"Why should I marry Yuhi Kurenai when I marry her?" Asuma slapped the table and suddenly saw Yuhi Kurenai sitting next to Hinata Ningyuan, and her face became even more distorted: "You are still sitting together?"

Yes, Asuma knew Yuhi Kurenai, because before the establishment of Konoha, the Yuhi family were retainers of the Sarutobi family. Although everyone has now joined Konoha and the retainer relationship has been dissolved, the close relationship still exists. .

There are only two fathers and daughters in Yuhima Kurenai's family, so every time Yuhihi Mako goes on a mission, Yuhihi Kurenai will stay at Sarutobi's house.

Asuma and Yuhi Kurenai are childhood sweethearts.

As for whether Asuma has ever thought about taking the relationship between her childhood sweethearts to the next level, if she is a child on Earth, then maybe not. After all, five-year-old children on Earth are just having fun and have no time to fall in love.

But children in the ninja world generally mature prematurely, so that's not necessarily the case.

For example, Hinata started to have an unrequited love for Naruto when she was three or four years old.

"What's the problem with what I say?" Hinata Ningyuan spread her hands: "I just want to marry Yuhi Hong. This is my dream. Or do you want to deny my dream?"

"Ah this." Asma was speechless.

In Konoha Village, there is something more politically correct than the Will of Fire, and that is dreams!

This kind of thing is rooted in the cultural genes of the Fire Nation and even the people of the ninja world, and even widely exists in various royal comics.

As for the deeper reason for the emergence of this cultural gene, you have to ask the little Emperor MacArthur.

This is not a joke, it was really because of MacArthur's transformation of small life after the war, which led to the emergence of the lifelong employment system, which in turn led to the economic miracle in the decades after the small life.

The birth of these economic miracles was summarized by the people of Xiaoli for two reasons: unity, and dreams!

The former makes people follow the rules, hate those who are out of the ordinary, and bully others in an isolated way.

The latter makes young people believe in miracles and dreams.

And these two elements naturally appeared in the cultural works of post-war small-time people. For example, each of the protagonists emphasized this thing.

The roots of those protagonists who shout about bonds, dreams, and killing the villain BOOS are here.

Just like when Chinese people create works, the protagonist can't help but want to make a revolution, rebel, or destroy the family. These are things rooted in the creator's genes.

If Hinata Ningyuan talked to Asuma about the will of fire, he might not take it seriously. Asuma is the traitorous son of Sarutobi Hiruzen and doesn't believe in this thing at all.

But Asuma couldn't refute Hinata Ningyuan's talk about dreams.

Because this is the will of the Creator! It is the foundation of the cultural existence of the ninja world.

Even if Hinata Ningyuan's dream cannot be realized at all, no one dares to say it.

Because when you say that a child's dream cannot be realized, you are saying that Konoha cannot realize everyone's dream. This is denying the meaning of the entire village's existence!
  Seeing Asuma's dull expression, Hinata Ningyuan curled up the corner of his mouth.

Fight with me, little one!
  Can you handle this punch of political correctness?
  "It seems that you also support my dream!" Hinata Ningyuan stood up and bowed heavily: "Thank you!"

"You, me" Asuma felt something was wrong, but couldn't put it in words. He couldn't move in or retreat. He could only stand at the door with a confused look on his face.

It wasn't until the bell rang that he got off the steps, and then shouted angrily: "Ningyuan Hinata, I won't give up!"

(End of this chapter)

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