The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The snowstorm in Gotham has just stopped, and the weather has warmed up a little, so the snow is melting, but the weather is even more freezing when it melts, and the roads are icy, so most people choose to stay at home.

If it were in other cities, all logistics would have stopped at this time, but Gotham's truck drivers are always defying hardships and obstacles. When the weather is better, they will return to work.

However, not all truck drivers can now go on the road. Some people still have to go out of business and stay at home due to various reasons, including Jack.

The reason why he can't work on the road is very simple. The previous car accident on the central carousel not only affected Schiller and Bruce's family, but also Jack.

He was not in the center of the turntable, but was waiting for the traffic light at one of the forks. When the green light came on that shouldn't have come on, Jack stepped on the accelerator without thinking and rushed out.

In fact, he also knew that it was not a real green light at all, but with such a blatant opportunity to play with bumper cars, how could he miss it?

But there is a price to pay for playing with bumper cars. The truck he was driving was broken down and would not be repaired for a while, so he could only stay at home.

In the attic of an apartment on Elizabeth Street in the East District, the heater made of oil drums was gradually extinguished. The cold wind blew in from the window. The figure on the bed turned over and smacked his mouth. His teeth trembled a little, but he continued Immersed in dreamland.

In the dream, he was playing in a super large amusement park, which included carousel bats, bat bumper cars, bat houses, bat cave adventures and other projects.

Jack was sitting on the rotating wooden bat, holding the vertical pole on the head of the bat with both hands, his eyes widened, looking around and smiling. Suddenly, the equipment stopped, and a voice appeared on the playground's announcement:

Please Jack to the service desk, someone is looking for you, please Jack to the service desk, someone is looking for you, repeat again...

Jack knocked hard on the wooden bat he was riding on. Suddenly, a red light came on at the ticket window. Jack grabbed the wooden pole with both hands and said, I haven't completed 10 turns yet! You can't let me go. I paid for the ticket. !”

But soon, he was kicked out, so he could only walk forward along the stone brick road of the amusement park dejectedly.

He passed by an amusement park store that sold a variety of bat dolls and bat lollipops, as well as drinks with bat images on them.

Seeing the store, Jack suddenly rushed over, made a gun shape with his finger, pointed at the empty counter and said: Hurry up! Hand over all the bats! Yes! Hold your head with your hands and turn your back. …”

Then he slowly put down his hand, strode into the store shelves, and snatched several bat dolls. Before leaving, he went to grab a handful of bat lollipops from the counter. Because he moved too quickly, he almost missed it. He tripped over a shelf that he knocked over.

After leaving the store, he looked around slyly, smiled happily, then hurriedly opened a lollipop, held it in his mouth, showed a happy smile, and walked leisurely towards the service counter. .

The service desk was in the lobby of a building. The appearance of the building was a bat about to take off. Jack walked into the black hole of the bat's mouth, but he seemed to have returned home.

In the hall, there were many claw machines and vending machines, flashing with lights of various colors. Jack looked left and right, looking novel and happy. In the midst of the brilliance, his green hair was dyed into various colors by the lights. same color.

When we arrived at the service desk, there was a figure in a suit waiting in the lounge. After Jack walked in, he said viciously: You bastard! You made me spend my ticket money in vain. I didn't even complete 10 turns!

The figure turned around, and it was Schiller who came to the clown's dream through the dream world.

His eyes fell on the three round bat dolls held in Jack's hands. Jack noticed his eyes and took a step back warily. He hugged the three dolls tightly with his arms and said, What are you doing? You want to? You have to buy it yourself!”

But I don't have bat coins. Where did you get bat coins to buy these things?

I...I met my neighbor. He said his name was Joe. He was a kind person, so he gave me a lot of Bat coins. Jack pouted and spoke quickly.

Okay, then would you like to share some with me?

No! Jack squeezed the three dolls tightly with his arms until they were slightly deformed. Schiller said immediately: You are lying, you don't have any Bat coins at all, and you didn't buy a ticket. You’re a fare-dodging robber.”

I didn't! I didn't! Jack shook his head like a wavy drum. He looked at the ceiling and whistled. His eyes looked up and kept turning around, as if he didn't understand what Schiller was saying at all.

You can't enter the amusement park without a ticket.

I don't know what you are talking about! Shut up! Jack shouted loudly, but the surrounding scene still faded away little by little until it returned to a white space.

With a bang, the bat doll in his hand disappeared, and Jack looked at the air in his arms in despair.

But he didn't seem to realize that the dolls were gone. He still hugged his arms tightly and said in an exaggerated chant: Oh, my children, my John, Shaq and little Jack, I know you I just went to school...

Don't pretend to be crazy. Schiller said with a bit of disgust: Your bat is now living and flying with others in the real world.

Jack's movements slowly stopped. He lowered his arms at a very slow speed, then pouted his mouth, with the corners of his mouth turning downwards.

How about this dream just now? It's a meeting gift from me. As long as you do me a small favor, I will recharge you with enough bat coins and let you play as much as you want at once, Schiller said.

Jack shook his head and said, This is how you successful people use your success to make money from poor people like us. Not only that, but you also squeeze our time.

As he spoke, he raised one corner of his mouth. Schiller didn't pay attention to his strange expression. He got himself a chair to sit on, and then created a bonfire in front of him. Jack simply sat on it. He lay on the ground, stretched out his hands and started to warm himself up.

There was no sign of madness on his face. On the contrary, when he was staring at the dancing flames in ecstasy, he still showed a trace of the temperament of a philosopher. He slowly said:

You know what? I'm having a bad time this winter because there are so many people laughing like me.

I leaned over and listened to what they were laughing about, and what they said made me feel sick.

They said they made money, bought a house, and were about to move, and I thought, OK, OK, you all move out, these sewer rats that disgust me...

They couldn't stand me either, and I know that, because I used to be the happiest person among them. No matter what happened, I always smiled.

A sad expression suddenly appeared on Jack's face, and he said, If a clown can't be the one who laughs the happiest among the crowd, then he is not a good clown.

A bad clown can't make Batman laugh, that's why he left here. I can't find him anywhere...

Jack pushed his chin forward, letting his lower lip drive his upper lip upwards. At the same time, his Adam's apple was trembling up and down, just like a child's preparatory movements before crying.

Schiller held out his hand and said, Stop, don't cry.

Can you please listen to me first? Aren't I about to bring you news about the bat? If you don't want to hear it, then I'll leave now.

Jack made a pop sound from his mouth, stretched out his hand, rubbed his face vigorously, and then looked at Schiller with an expectant expression. The light of the flames reflected in his eyes, making his eyes The eyes sparkle with the innocence of a child.

You should know that he went to Metropolis, where he met two friends who were very compatible with him, one named Lex and the other Clark.

Of course, I don't know if he will forget his old friend Jack if he stays there for a while, but I think you can go and reunite with him, he won't mind.

Jack's expectant expression slowly weakened, he curled his lips and said, Are you going to tell me this?

He looked bored and said, Of course I know where he went and what he was doing there, but it's all so boring,

He shook his head and said: Go to a boring banquet, have a boring murder, engage in boring reasoning, fight with a group of boring enemies in the extremely boring place of Metropolis...

Why should I go there? What's there to do there? Do you want me to kidnap ordinary people and force Batman to come out again? I'm tired of it.

Are you too picky? Schiller picked up a piece of firewood, threw the hook into the bonfire. He sighed helplessly and said, Okay, let me put it another way...

Batman went to Metropolis, and he met two people who were suspected to be his best friends or best enemies in the future.

And now, the relationship between these three people is not clear. What will happen in the end depends on who promotes this matter...

Jack's eyes suddenly lit up. He turned his head and looked directly at Schiller. Schiller didn't look at him and just said:

I know you want to ask why I don't do this. I can tell you clearly that I just want to sleep now.

Jack suddenly became excited, and the corners of his grinning mouth trembled uncontrollably. He rubbed his hands vigorously, then rubbed his arms, and then said: I can play the role of a villain, right?

Promote the friendship between the three of them, and then when one of them betrays Batman, I will kill him. Then Batman will be very happy!

Jack was immersed in his own fantasy world. He stared straight at the dancing fire in front of him and saw countless beautiful fantasies.

He saw that he lived in a Bat Castle, and there was a huge Bat Amusement Park around the castle. Batman was slapping him with a serious face on the amusement park float. The crowd around him cheered and applauded, and Batman finally I'm going to laugh...finally...

Jack stared straight at the flames jumping in the bonfire in front of him. The flames gradually weakened. He quickly picked up a piece of firewood and added it to keep the bat. The bonfire burned brighter and brighter, as bright as day. Batman never Not as tall as it is today.

Just like that, Jack felt himself flying higher and higher, flying higher and higher...

Of course, he did not freeze to death on New Year's Eve like the little match girl, but woke up from the bed with a jolt.

He showed an extremely disappointed expression, and was stunned for a while. He grabbed his pillow and ravaged it crazily, while whispering curses in his mouth.

Suddenly, he froze again, rolled over from the bed, and staggered to the window.

The white snow reflected the dawn light on his face. In this extremely bright light, he slowly opened his mouth, revealing a smile full of longing.

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