Chapter 11 The Right Fist

"Damn it!" Hinata Ningyuan felt a splitting headache, as if he had drunk fake alcohol.

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

He had barely opened his eyes when he quickly reached down and touched the little girl's leg.

"Huh?" Hinata Neon quickly relaxed, then realized something was wrong.

Why am I leaning against Kurenai Yuhi?

"You're awake?" Kurenai asked softly.

"I fell asleep?" Hinata Neon quickly sat up and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Twenty minutes, I guess," Kurenai Yuhi said. "Not even a whole class has passed yet."

"Oh, oh." Hinata Ningyuan facepalmed. He had four classes in the morning, which meant he had to endure three more.

People will starve to death!

I continued searching under the table and finally found the food I had brought that morning.

It was still warm.

"Keep an eye on the teacher for me!" Hinata Ningyuan whispered, even though he knew it was pointless to do so.

Do you think the Chunin wouldn't notice you eating in class?

But just consider this me fooling myself.

"Eh?" Kurenai blushed. She had clearly promised her father that she would study hard and be a good student.

Is it wrong to do this?

But judging from his appearance, he seems really hungry.

"Hmm!" She thought about it and still felt she should help.

After all, how could we let our classmates endure hunger!

With that nod, Kurenai Yuhi inexplicably felt a surge of excitement.

After being a "good girl" for a long time, doing something outrageous will feel especially exciting.

This might be the main reason why many thugs can win over innocent girls.

"It has some flavor." Although the food was rather bland, it still had some flavor.

Hinata Neiyuan didn't want to go too far and affect other people's studies.

So I only opened the lid a little, took out a meatball and put it in my mouth to tide me over, since get out of class would be over soon anyway.

Zhao Bi Cangyun, standing on the platform, witnessed all of this but simply ignored it.

He had been on the battlefield, so of course he knew what hunger was like, although he didn't understand why opening his eyes would make him so hungry.

This never happened with Hinata before.

"Phew, I feel a little better."

Children don't eat much, so one meatball is enough to stop their stomach pain.

"This consumption is truly outrageous, and it not only consumes physical energy but also mental energy." Hyuga Ningyuan could feel that his body was completely empty, without a single drop of energy left.

The key point is that despite consuming so much energy, the time spent overclocking the brain is not long!

Maybe only five seconds?

He seemed to be thinking about a lot of things, but that was because his brain was processing information at a faster pace!

"Let's see if the results are worth all the effort!" Hinata Ningyuan recalled his creation just now, and a moment later, a set of dance moves appeared in his mind.

"Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens" is 4 minutes and 30 seconds long and is divided into six dance sections. They are not given individual names because each dance section involves complete coordination of hands, eyes, body, steps, and techniques, but with different emphases.

The reason it's 4:30 is because Hinata Ningyuan subconsciously added the music of "Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens" when choreographing, and the six dance sections are also six musical segments.

However, this dance is not fixed. It can be seen as a comprehensive dance, from which many variations can be created, and different effects can be produced by combining it with different music!

Moreover, this is not just a dance, but also a physical training method that exercises most parts of the body, including the eyes, hands, legs, abdomen, chest, and back!

Overall, the results are very good!

Or rather, it's quite good!

If Hyuga Neon were to choreograph this dance himself, it would be impossible in less than three or four years.

Because he had never been exposed to dance before, he had to start from the very basics and then practice, summarize, and generalize little by little.

This is the amazing effect of overclocking the brain and summarizing and refining knowledge!

"Although it's quite taxing, the results are amazing!" Hyuga Ningyuan exclaimed. Five seconds of effort is equivalent to several years for an ordinary person. Let alone just missing one meal, even if you had to miss ten or a hundred meals, it would be worth it!

"Ring ring!"

Finally, get out of class ended. Hinata Ningyuan stopped thinking and took out his bento to eat!

"You've eaten lunch now!" Kurenai asked. "So, what about your lunch?"

"I can't help it, I'm starving!!" Hinata Ningyuan stuffed a mouthful of rice into his mouth. The rice was lukewarm, and the taste was indescribable.

It's already like this after just one class; I can't imagine what the lunchbox will look like after a whole morning.

This culture is simply inhumane. Why can't schools provide meals?

After finishing his bento in a few bites, Hinata Neon heard someone calling his name.

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

He looked up and saw a child who, although only four or five years old, had the air of someone in their forties or fifties standing at the classroom door, looking straight ahead as if he were about to come in.

However, he was blocked by Obito Uchiha.

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

"I'm from Class 2!" the child said. "I'm looking for Hinata Neiyuan!"

"Hyuga Neien, it's for you!" Obito shouted, turning his head.

"You are, Sarutobi Asuma?" Hyuga Ningyuan glanced at the newcomer. He had an ordinary appearance and no special features like those of Aburame or Inuzuka, but Hyuga Ningyuan recognized the 30-character family crest on his body. It was the crest of the Sarutobi clan.

Locals naturally need to be familiar with the family crests of all the major families.

"It's good that you know my name!" Asuma said irritably, "What nonsense were you spouting during your self-introduction!"

"Uh," Hinata Neon blinked, "Which sentence did you say?"

"What do you mean, 'Marry Yuhi Kurenai'?!" Asuma slammed his hand on the table, then suddenly noticed Yuhi Kurenai sitting next to Hinata Neon, his expression twisting even more: "You two are sitting together?"

That's right, Asuma knows Kurenai Yuhi because before Konoha was founded, the Yuhi family was a retainer of the Sarutobi family. Although everyone has now joined Konoha and the retainer relationship has been dissolved, that close relationship still exists.

Kurenai Yuhi lives with her father, so whenever she goes on a mission, she stays at Sarutobi's house.

Asuma and Kurenai Yuhi are childhood friends.

As for whether Asuma has ever thought about taking their childhood friendship to the next level, if he were an Earth child, he probably wouldn't. After all, five-year-olds on Earth are too busy playing to have time for romance.

However, since children in the ninja world are generally precocious, that's not necessarily the case.

For example, Hinata started having a crush on Naruto when she was three or four years old.

"What's wrong with what I said?" Hinata Neon spread his hands. "I just want to marry Yuhi Kurenai. That's my dream. Or are you denying my dream?"

"Ah, this..." Asma was speechless.

In Konoha Village, there exists something even more politically correct than the Will of Fire: dreams!

This kind of thing is rooted in the cultural genes of the Land of Fire and even the ninja world, and it is even widely present in various mainstream manga.

As for the deeper reasons behind the emergence of this cultural gene, we should ask Emperor MacArthur.

This is no joke. It was MacArthur's postwar reforms to the small economy that led to the emergence of lifetime employment, which in turn led to the small economy's economic miracle in the decades following the war.

The people of Xiao Rizi attributed the birth of these economic miracles to two reasons: unity and dreams!

The former encourages ordinary people to follow the rules, dislike those who go against the grain or act eccentrically, and bully others by isolating them.

The latter makes ordinary people believe in miracles and dreams.

These two elements naturally appeared in the cultural works of ordinary people in the postwar era, with the main characters emphasizing them.

The root of those protagonist groups who shout about bonds, dreams, and defeating the villainous boss lies here.

Just like how, when Chinese people create works, the protagonist can't help but want to revolutionize, rebel, or wipe out an entire family, this is something rooted in the creator's genes.

If Hyuga Ningen were to discuss the Will of Fire with Asuma, he probably wouldn't take it seriously. Asuma is Hiruzen Sarutobi's rebellious son and doesn't believe in such things at all.

But when Hinata Neon talked about his dreams, Asuma couldn't refute it.

Because this is the will of the Creator! It is the foundation of the ninja world's culture.

Even though Hyuga Yasuto's dream was impossible to realize, no one dared to say it out loud.

Because if you say that a child's dream cannot be realized, you are saying that Konoha cannot realize everyone's dreams, which is to deny the meaning of the entire village's existence!

Seeing Asuma's blank expression, Hyuga Ningyuan's lips curled into a smile.

You little punk, trying to mess with me!

This punch is politically correct; can you handle it?

"It seems you support my dream too!" Hinata Neon stood up and bowed deeply. "Thank you!"

"You, me..." Asma sensed something was wrong, but couldn't quite put his finger on it. He was caught between a rock and a hard place, and could only stand at the door with a conflicted expression.

Only when the bell rang did he have a way out, and then he shouted indignantly, "Hyuga Neiyuan, I won't give up!"

(End of this chapter)

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