The Hero Academy in My Mind

At night, Izuku was pulled into a chat group composed of Iida Tenya.

DEKU: Hello everyone.

Eight Million Hundred: Who is this?

Reihi: I know, it’s Izuku-kun.

Ye Yinteru: Are there so many people joining the group so quickly? Iida-kun is so fast.

Tenya Iida: Midoriya-kun, please change your name back as soon as possible so that others don’t misunderstand it.

Midoriya Izuku: Sorry, my bad.

After looking at his phone for half an hour, Izuku sorted out the books for tomorrow's class, and then looked worriedly at the sandbags and iron blocks that were no longer enough to satisfy him.

"The new iron blocks and sandbags will arrive tomorrow, but the current sandbags and iron blocks can no longer meet my exercise needs. Do I still need to wear them tomorrow? I might as well ask my classmates."

Izuku Midoriya: I have a question for everyone.

Tenya Iida: What’s the problem?

Shangming Electric: It must not be a learning problem, I don’t know how to do it.

Izuku Midoriya: That’s right, the 120 kilograms of sandbags and iron blocks that I trained by myself are no longer enough for me. However, the scheduled sandbags and iron blocks will not arrive until tomorrow. So should I still wear these tomorrow? How about carrying a hundred and twenty kilograms of weight to school?

Iida Tenya:! ! ! Did Midoriya-san work so hard?

Mineta Minoru: Isn’t it just a temporary show?

Eight Million Hundred: If you need it immediately, I can give it to you here.

Midoriya Izuku: Really? That's great! Thank you, classmate 800.

Eight Million Hundred: Who said my [personality] is creation? Tell me, how many sandbags and iron blocks do you want?

Izuku Midoriya: ...Then bring me 60 kilograms of iron sheets and sandbags first. The other 60 kilograms will arrive tomorrow.

Tenya Iida: As expected, only those who are ruthless enough to themselves can enter Yuei and become a hero. Midoriya-san, could you tell us how you trained?

Midoriya Izuku: This is not good. It would be bad if it misleads people.

Iida Tenya: It’s okay, just give it as a reference for everyone.

Erlang Xiangxiang: I really want to know.

Mineta Minoru: Just don’t brag.

Shangming Electric: Huh, luckily it’s not about study. I want to hear it too.

Kirishima Eijiro: I want to know too.

Izuku Midoriya: Okay.

Izuku Midoriya rummaged through his desk and found three of his training materials. He took photos of these three materials and sent them to the group.

After reading Midoriya's training plan, the entire group fell silent.

Midoriya Izuku: What's going on? Everyone was silent for some reason.

Mineta Minoru: Tell me honestly, are your training plans for people?

Shanming Electric: Or are you not a human being at all? ! !

Midoriya Izuku:? ? ?

Tenya Iida: Ahem, I don’t encourage everyone to learn from Izuku this time. Izuku-san, your training plan is really amazing.

Kirishima Eijiro: I was so excited after reading this plan.

Erlang Xiangxiang: These three plans fully prove that Midoriya is not born strong.

Shanming Electric: But this is too harsh on myself. I run 20 kilometers every morning. Today’s 3,000-meter run has already made me exhausted.

Mineta Minoru: I am autistic.JPG

Oshiro Saruo: Izuku-kun, won’t your body fall apart after training so intensely?

Izuku Midoriya: It was really tiring at the beginning, but once I became familiar with it, I didn’t feel so tired anymore. Moreover, I only carried a five kilogram sandbag at the beginning. After all, who could bear the high intensity at the beginning?

Mineta Minoru: Let's go. Not everyone can bear this level of training plan. I'd better continue thinking about how to get eight million breasts.

Shanming Electric: Then don’t think about it, it’s impossible in this life anyway.

Izuku glanced at his phone one last time, then opened the diary in front of him:

"Diary of February 17th: Today..."

Just when the class group fell silent, Bakugou Katsuki happened to open his phone and saw the three training plans presented by Izuku.

"Haijiu..."

The next morning, Ba Baibai walked into the classroom carrying a big box.

"Can any of you help me? This thing is too heavy!"

Iida was the first to come over and help 8 million people put the big box on the ground.

"Eight million classmates, what is in this box? Why is it so heavy?"

"Didn't I agree to give Mr. Lu Gu sixty kilograms of sandbags and iron blocks last night? Didn't I just bring them now?" Bawanbai wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I didn't expect that sixty kilograms would be enough." It's so heavy. ’

"It turns out it's for Midoriya-san." As soon as Iida finished speaking, the classroom door opened again, and it was Izuku Midoriya who came in.

"Iida-san, were you calling me just now?"

"Classmate Midoriya, you're here at the right time. Here are sixty kilograms of sandbags and iron pieces. Please put them away."

"Then thank you eight million classmates," Midoriya opened his coat, revealing a white shirt and trouser pockets. The trouser belt was full of iron pieces, including school-issued clothes, which were also used by the ingenious Izuku Small pockets were sewn one by one.

"Midoriya-san, what are you doing?"

"These sixty kilograms of things are inconvenient to carry, so I usually put these things on myself." Midoriya said while putting the iron block into his small pocket.

A few minutes later, Izuku had finished loading the iron blocks, leaving four sandbags, totaling forty kilograms.

"What about these sandbags? What are you going to do?"

"As for the sandbags, tie two to your hands and two to your feet. Thanks to classmate Babaiwan for making the sandbags slender." Izuku tied the sandbags to his feet and hands with a smile on his face.

"What a pervert." Mineta Minoru shook his head. Is this the perseverance of a big guy?

"The next step is to get familiar with the new weight. I usually run two laps outside during holidays, but now it's almost time for class, so I have to use another method."

"What method?" Unconsciously, everyone's attention was attracted by this training madman.

"That's it." Izuku took out a large and a small hand gripper from his schoolbag.

"The small ones are for arms, and the big ones are for feet and thighs."

"Great, great."

"Nothing great, just some training plans. Sometimes I'm too tired. I only do ten of the twenty push-ups in the evening."

"How many push-ups are in one set?"

"One hundred."

"I shouldn't have asked..." Mineta Minoru sat back in his seat, with a look of heartbreak, a look of a friend.

"Hey boys! What are you looking at there? Class is about to start, you know?" At some point, Mr. Mike walked in.

"Everyone, do you remember that this is English class? Class is starting!! Yeah! Yeah!"

Mr. Mike's English class is rather dull and boring, but as a good student, Izuku still listens very carefully, even though he plays with the hand gripper while listening.

Time passes slowly, and it's time for lunch. There is a cafeteria in U.A. The one who makes lunch is the cooking hero: LUNCHRUSH.

"As expected, pork chop rice is the best."

"So Izuku-san likes pork chop rice the most..."

"Yes, pork chop rice is very suitable as a nutritious meal. It can supplement carbohydrates, protein, and fiber from vegetables."

"As expected, it is a very serious answer."

"But I still think the pork chop rice made by my mother is delicious."

"The taste of my mother cannot be replaced by anyone."