The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In front of the towering Gothic window at the end of the corridor, the setting sun casts a sharp sword on the ground and coats the walls with a dull yellow. The twigs in the garden stretch over and the chirping of insects always reminds people of the summers of my childhood.

The dull sound of footsteps came closer and closer. Dick, who was sitting at his desk and immersed in writing, suddenly straightened his body and pricked up his ears.

He turned around quickly like a frightened rabbit, but the expression of expectation and surprise on his face disappeared the moment the door was pushed open.

Bruce... uh, Batman, what's the matter?

Bruce outside the door was not wearing casual clothes, but Dick could still tell that this was not the young Bruce he knew so well, but the real Batman, the owner of Gotham's Wayne Manor.

Have you finished your homework? This is not a question, but an expression of Theoretically, you should have finished your homework by now.

Well... Dick twisted his body back and said after a long drawl: It's still a little bit worse. There is still about half of the sentence imitation.

When he turned his head again, Batman was already standing quietly behind him. Dick raised his eyes and looked at him with some doubts, and asked: When did you come back? Have you finished your work?

Batman didn't answer. He sat on Dick's bed next to the desk and said, If I remember correctly, you have to memorize 30 words today. Thomas will definitely check it later.

I've finished memorizing it! Dick stood up, bent down and looked for his vocabulary book on the bookshelf in front of him. After flipping through it for a long time, he started to rummage in the drawer at the bottom.

Batman frowned slightly. He couldn't see the large piles of books and textbooks in the drawer. Dick rummaged in the desk for dozens of seconds and finally pulled out the vocabulary book.

He turned the word book to today's page and handed it to Batman, sat back on the chair, crossed his arms and raised his chin, with an expression that said Ask whatever you want.

But before that, Dick still planned to solve his doubts first, so he asked: Why are you here free? Let me declare first that I have been staying on the empty island and have never even gone down there. No matter what is happening down there, It has nothing to do with me.

Dick obviously thought that Batman was here to get information, but Batman was sitting there with his elbows on his knees, flipping through the vocabulary book and asking: Are you going to high school soon? Which school do you want to go to? University?

Dick was a little restless, not because of the questions Batman asked, but because he still didn't know what Batman was here for, and now he really envied Tim's detective skills.

He bet that if this kid were here, he would have guessed what Batman wanted to ask from his expression, words and body movements, and would have given him the answer he wanted early, and ended this awkward conversation.

Unfortunately, Dick has never been good at this, so he could only answer hesitantly: I don't know, Thomas has probably arranged it.

The good news is that Batman finally took his eyes off the vocabulary book, the bad news is that he started staring at Dick.

Am I making you feel bad?

Dick rubbed his arms, grinned and said, Okay, I know it's a bit rude to say this, but if you continue to stay here, I might really not be able to finish my homework.

Would the Bruce Wayne you know do your homework with you?

Dick could tell that Batman didn't really want an answer and was just asking casually, but he still thought about it seriously and said.

He tried it and then he realized it wasn't good for either of us, so he stopped doing it and I didn't need him with me.

Batman looked down at Dick's vocabulary book again. He knew why Dick said it was not good for either of them, because Dick's vocabulary book was designed to treat obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Not only are they not arranged in alphabetical order, some two words are separated by one line, and some two words are separated by two lines. There are even words that appear on the previous page one second ago, and then appear on the next page the next second. Marked out.

A codebook with a rather novel compilation method.

Batman commented, then closed the vocabulary book and gave it back to Dick.

Dick reached out and slowly took the vocabulary book, but his eyes still stayed on Batman's face, trying to figure out the reason why he came here, but in the end he couldn't figure out anything.

How much of your sentence copying is left to be finished?

Dick glanced back at the exercise book he was writing and said, There are about five more paragraphs.

Batman sat forward a little further so that he could see clearly the homework book Dick put on the table. There were 10 sentence imitation sentences in total. It was not a very basic question. There were even two sentences that could be called French. It’s a long and difficult sentence.

It can also be seen that Dick has made some achievements in learning French. Batman asked in French: Is there something you don't understand?

I feel fine, the question is not very difficult. Dick instinctively replied in French, and then looked at Batman with wide eyes.

My God, you speak French so well, Dick exclaimed in French, better than my French teacher!

Batman was accustomed to such compliments, but was slightly amazed at Dick's speaking skills in French. The pronunciation of spoken French was still a bit difficult, and Dick had only learned it for more than a year, so it was quite good to have such a level.

He returned his attention to Dick's homework and found that there was no big problem in imitating the sentence patterns of the previous sentences. But at this time, Dick was squirming like a needle under his buttocks, restless, Obviously very uncomfortable with Batman being here.

Batman stood up, turned around and walked back, patting the back of Dick's chair gently, and then said: Thomas will be back at 5 o'clock. You'd better finish your homework before then, so that you can all have a good time. Have a peaceful night.”

Dick watched Batman and nodded, until Batman walked out of the room, he immediately closed his homework book, hurriedly pulled out his cell phone from the lower drawer, glanced at the door while dialing like a thief, and then covered his phone Talk to the other side while holding the receiver.

You don't even know what happened, Jason! Batman came to my place. Ask Tim, what happened?... God! It's only 4:30!

Metro Bronx, 4:30pm.

boom!

A yellow and black figure flew out and fell heavily into the ruins. Several laser beams flew over immediately.

A burst of smoke rose and the figure disappeared, but the laser scanning continued for several minutes. It was not until the ruins were completely molecularized that the laser gradually disappeared.

Behind the only ruined wall of a nearby building, Deathstroke looked at the empty ground that looked like a model that had been deleted and took a breath, then looked up at the sky and said, Don't tell me that aliens invaded?

Aliens are invading every day. Deadpool clicked his tongue and said, But these people are too ruthless...

It means they are not ordinary aliens.

boom! ! ! ! !

Another missile landed on the street in front of Deathstroke and Deadpool. The two immediately turned around and ran away. Sure enough, not far away, a fully armed robot team with plasma cannons and machine guns walked towards here. come over.

They immediately noticed the two fleeing people, and with a flash of light from their power boots, the entire team flew into the sky and chased them towards them at extremely fast speeds.

Think of a solution quickly, cousin! Otherwise we will really become dead people!!!

Find a safe place first! Deathstroke turned around and fired two shots in the air. The bullets hit the robot's armor without leaving even a scratch.

Boom boom boom! ! !

Zi La——Zi La——

Deadpool turned around while avoiding bombings and attacks, and saw that the densely packed robot army on the skyline was still increasing. He swooped over the ruins in front and shouted.

We really should find a safe place first...and then contact Batman!!!

Jason heard Batman's footsteps as soon as he hung up the phone. Like Dick, he stuffed the phone into the drawer and smiled at Batman who walked in.

Are you reading? Batman asked with a slight nod.

Jason nodded and raised the book he had opened on the table to show Batman. To Batman's surprise, the book was The Fall of Giants.

This is a novel. Although it is presented from the perspectives of five different young people, it is more like the Feng Wu Zhi of the 20th century, and Batman thought Jason would prefer reading some theoretical books.

Jason, who had been informed by Dick, also began to look at Batman. Dick was right. It was only 4:30 in the afternoon. Although it was still some time before dark, Batman had to prepare before going out to fight crime.

Usually he would go into the Batcave after lunch and not come back all night. Sometimes you could see him at breakfast the next day, sometimes you had to wait until noon.

Batman doesn't have a free afternoon, and even if he does, he has more important things to do, especially in this case, with the huge city below under constant fire.

Jason looked at Batman carefully, but didn't find any anxious look on Batman's face. Jason knew why Dick called him, because Dick felt that Batman would definitely come to him, and Dick was counting on him. His talent for psychology allows him to figure out what Batman wants.

But Jason didn't get it.

This made Jason feel a little uneasy. He once thought that Batman was a living coffin, because he didn't see any exposed emotions in him, which was simply impossible for humans.

After careful observation at this moment, he discovered that Batman was really a coffin, and he might not even be alive, because he was as cold as a dead person.

Without any emotional feedback, Jason was even more nervous than Dick, because he usually relied on reading other people's subtle emotions to stay alive or gain an advantage, but this trick suddenly didn't work, as if a person suddenly went blind.

Batman had a clear view of him, but he couldn't see anything. Anyone would be nervous and crazy when faced with this situation. Jason simply couldn't imagine how he lived to be so old in this universe.

Um...what's the matter? Jason could only ask.

Faced with a lion, and you are not a hunter with a spear, not even an antelope or a rabbit, but a half-blind blind snake, what else can you do?

Batman sat on the end of the bed in Jason's room and asked, Didn't you go to any clubs?

I joined the football and skating clubs, but they are not today. On Sunday, I will go to the street next to me to do volunteer work, and on Wednesday afternoon, I will go back to school to return books.

Jason decided to be frank and lenient. He answered Batman's every question truthfully and in as much detail as possible, and then let the lion get the answer he wanted and leave quickly. He really couldn't stay under the lion's teeth any longer. .

Can you play football? Batman asked again.

Jason let out a long sigh and said, I can play football, but not very well. I don't plan to go professional. The main purpose is to keep fit. Thomas and Martha have no objection.

About a week ago, I played a game against the junior high school next door. We lost 2:3 away. I played as a center forward and didn't score a goal. I didn't have any outstanding performance. After the game, I went to eat hamburgers with the team members and got home on time at 7 p.m. Slept well.

Can you tell me about this book?

Jason groaned inwardly.