I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman

I Am Going To Have A Fight With Superman Chapter 1

2021-06-23

Chapter 1 Batman must be a good guy

Gotham.

The early sun dyed the morning mist into a pale red veil, covering the city's sins and disturbances.

On the road to Gotham City High School.

"Young Master." Alfred glanced up at the rearview mirror several times, before he stopped talking.

"Fu, what do you want to say?"

On the spacious leather seat at the back, Bruce Wayne, who was holding a schoolbag, was a little absent-minded.

His right hand index finger gently pressed a red envelope the size of a mung bean on his left cheek.

That is the mark that all tragic green Sao years cannot escape.

Acne.

Even if he's Gotham Prince, the future Batman, when he's old enough, he'll have acne.

And this little red bean is bulging and has a white spot the size of a pinhole in the center.

"Don't squeeze!"

Seeing Master Young's two fingers together, he seems to be making some sort of "painful relief" decision, Alfred frowned , hurriedly dissuaded.

"If you make a wound, it's easy to get bacterial infection, and it may leave acne scars and pits afterwards.

Moreover, you are not fully cooked, in addition to blood, let yourself It hurts, and I can't squeeze anything out."

Seeing Master Young still hesitated, he added: "Trust me, you wouldn't want to go to school with a swollen, bleeding hole."

Thinking of the classmates who often say strange things behind their backs, Master Xiaobu Young was persuaded.

"It swells me up!" he said irritably, dropping his hands.

"Ignore it, it will disappear naturally in two days. When you go home in the afternoon, you can ask the master to touch some ointment for you, and it will get better faster." Steward comforted.

In addition to the family business of the Wayne Group, Thomas Wayne also has his own profession, a doctor.

"Even if I don't squeeze and see this pimple on my face, they will point fingers behind my back."

Bruce turned to look out the window blankly. Just like the awakened giant beast , stretches his hands and feet and starts today 's activities , and the street is its blood vessel , and the crowds and vehicles on the street are the blood in the blood vessel .

"That's exactly what I was trying to say."

Alfred glanced at the rearview mirror again, and said after deliberation, "My husband and I are very worried about you. .

Young Master You are not very gregarious at school.

In the four years since I entered middle school, I have never invited my classmates or friends to Wayne Manor, and I have hardly attended other classmates’ parties. Body.”

The red light was on, the migrant workers swarmed up the street, Alfred stepped on the brakes, and the Bentley under the seat was like an obedient cat, without the slightest noise, stopped lightly and meekly at the zebra crossing outside.

"You can invite some classmates to play at home. I'll help you prepare game consoles, ice coke, barbecue grills, sports magazines, new pools, tennis courts, and you can also put the party on the yacht , or the island villa on the west side?

I think we can meet everyone's needs, and everyone is happy to accept Wayne's invitation."

Bruce looked impatient, He shook his head and refused: "Forget it, I don't want to say that they are too naive, because I know that I am not mature and sophisticated.

But the things they like and the topics they talk about can't attract me. Interest, and even disgust me. I feel that I am separated from them by a world."

A Fu thought about it and asked, "What about classmate Quinn? You often play ping pong with her. In order to improve the game, the manor also specially hired a retired singles Olympic champion from China."

Bruce's eyes fell to the schoolbag in his arms, and a pair of pairs were tightly inserted in the side pockets. Ping pong paddle.

"I've met her a few times, she's a very cute and smart girl." Ah Fu took a part of his mind and paid attention to Young Master's expression in the rearview mirror.

Young Master's face with an acne blushed slightly, and said indifferently, "Harry is very good, but I and her are just ordinary classmates. Except for playing ball, she rarely finds me."

At the end, his tone was low, and there was obvious loss and dimness in his blue eyes.

A'Fu understands that Young Master Mu Shaoai is a bit young, but others have absolutely no intention of him.

“Young Master, have you tried to find her?” Steward asked.

“What do you want her to do?”

“Invite her to do something that enhances the relationship, such as watching a movie, attending a book club, eating a cone at the playground, or, Horseback riding, boating, hunting at Wayne Manor. There's always something that impresses her."

"This" Bruce's face turned red again, and that pimple was just glowing.

The wall of Gotham High School is more than three meters high, like separating two worlds at once.

The market outside is like a gray reinforced concrete jungle, and the classical manor-style campus inside is full of bright and lively colors, like an oil painting depicting spring and sunshine.

This middle school is full of the second generation of the rich and the rich. There is an endless stream of various luxury sports cars, but there is only one student who is picked up by the British-style tuxedo steward.

Bruce didn't like to be pointed fingers by his classmates, so Bentley didn't go directly to the downstairs of the classroom.

After entering the school gate, he stopped at the boulevard between the fence and the lawn. He carried his schoolbag and walked to the main building, which is two hundred meters away.

"You see, am I right? The 'baton' lasted only three months, I said that at the time, and now look, that drag hero didn't even last a month"

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Jimmy closed the door of the red Ferrari and waved a Gotham Gazette to Kendi.

Kendi turned over and jumped out of the back seat, dissatisfied: "Not sure, Maroney only got a baton, who knows who it belongs to?

Also, what drag hero hasn't lost a weapon? I dare say there are at least a dozen batons in the baton house."

"Hi, Bruce." Seeing the Young Master approaching, Jimmy and Kendi stopped their conversation and greeted politely.

"Hi!" Young Master also responded with a smile nodded.

He didn't stop.

Jimmy and Kendi continue to hold newspapers and talk about the life and death of drag hero "Baton".

"Where did you get your hair done, Sally, it's so cool!"

There is a row of parking spaces next to the school building, and there is a row of expensive cars. Next to Jimmy's Ferrari, there is a pink Rolls Royce, several girls around the driver's seat rocket-headed black girl chirp chirp twitter twitter.

"Hi, Bruce." The girls let down their afro hair and waved to Young Master with full of smiles.

At Gotham City High School, even if Young Master wasn't very gregarious, no student dared to bully him, or treat him coldly, or isolate him.

No one is going to refuse to court Gotham Prince.

In fact, it was the Young Master who kept them cold, not them rejecting him.

But Young Master's tutor is very good, not like the "F4" group of fake "Big Young Master" who surround Mazda to make a fuss about nothing, use coldness, pretense and arrogance to label their own style .

He smiled politely at everyone.

When other people talk to him, he is not perfunctory, listens carefully, and answers seriously.

"Look, 'The Queen's Regiment' is here, Dottie dyed her blond hair! Did Emma have a starry sky crystal manicure? It's so beautiful, I don't know where I got it, and I want to try it too."

"Serena's fashion sense is really strong, the same is the school uniform, her brown and blue plaid skirt may be on the vogue, but mine is reminiscent of grandma's rags."

"Why are all high school students, Dottie's breasts can be so big."

Just as Bruce was sorting out the locker, the men and women in the corridor suddenly quieted for a moment, and then, all looked at the three men walking side by side. girls, chirp chirp twitter twitter to discuss their makeup and new gossip.

The three girls have pretty faces, delicate facial features, and confident smiles. The customized school uniforms further set off their youthful and energetic figures.

What's more important is the temperament and aura, like the arrogant Princess, the unapproachable flower of Gaoling, wearing brown sunglasses, the aura is fully open, as if it has an invisible field.

They are like fashion queens on the catwalk, and they almost compare the girls in the corridor to the country girls.

The three girls were all selected as "Queens" at the Spring Festival Ball, and they were friends for many years, so they got the bandit name of "Queen's Troupe".

As usual, as soon as the queen group debuted today, they easily held the audience!

The male classmates have admiration and surprise in their eyes, while the female classmates whispered about their hairstyles, outfits and bags.

Gradually, some female classmates who imitated their dress and behavior voluntarily started tag-a-long and joined the team of the three girls.

Well, like my little brother, follow them.

Following their example, he took out a pair of sunglasses from his bag and put them on for himself.

At this moment, they seem to have become them, the focus of the world's attention.

"Harry, I'm watching TV, you're amazing, God, you're amazing!"

A scream from the door of the school building disturbed The atmosphere of "Three Queens Touring the Kingdom".

The girl was so excited that she was almost incoherent, just continuously shouting "Awesome".

Soon, the cacophony of others, men and women, silenced her shouting.

"Congratulations, Harley, you are a well-deserved Smile Queen!"

"Halle, I also went to the Mets last Saturday, and I watched the whole game. , seeing you lift the championship trophy, you are the future gymnastics queen of the United States. No, the world!"

"SQ, I am Raymond, the editor-in-chief of the school newspaper, take time for me to do an exclusive interview. Hye!"

"Harry, there's a party at my house this Friday, you must come!"

"Harry, when will your Roaring Satan sing again? Will you?"

"Halle, I heard that the officials of the Women's Baseball League are looking for you."

"Halle."

The noise is like a wave , starting at the fountain pool outside the building and spreading with Harley all the way to her locker.

Young Master is too small, almost seventeen years old, just over 1.6 meters, huddled in the middle of a group of American high school students, like sheep in the herd, only to tiptoe hard Get up.

I saw a tall and slender girl with a satchel on her left shoulder, laughing with others while walking over.

He has a heart-shaped face the size of a palm, a fragrant face, and peach cheeks, glittering and charming, and those big round blue eyes, like the clear sky, clear and transparent, seem to come alive when they turn, with a very look.

Like everyone else, she was wearing a school uniform, a dark green western jacket, a brown cashmere waistcoat, a high-collar white shirt, a thick brown-and-blue plaid skirt, and black leggings that curled down from the legs.

However, her legs are extraordinarily straight and long, and she is 1.73 meters tall. Even wearing flat-bottomed round-toed boots, she still shows a graceful golden ratio.

It's very strange, the smile on her face is easy-going and generous, but at this moment, the aura of the three girls in the Queen's regiment is suppressed by her alone.

As if she is a light, as long as she comes, it is destined to illuminate the audience.

Master Young turned his head and looked around, seeing the tag-a-long of the previous queens, all took off the magic mirror, poured into the crowd, and greeted Harry in the center with a smile on his face.

The three girls, Serena, Dottie, and Emma, looked gloomy for a while. After chewing a few words of "Bichi", they also squeezed out a smile, pushed aside the crowd, and walked to the central figure.

"Hey, Halle, you're amazing, we'll have an Olympic champion in high school in two years!" Serena said with a natural look, pushing her blond hair away from her forehead.

Chest Ba Dottie looked down at his coconut, and then at the little cantaloupe of the girl on the opposite side. The mood was better, and the smile on his face was more confident.

“SQ, let’s go to the stadium to practice swimming in the afternoon!” she said.

Bruce notices Harry looking his way.

I saw her smile brightly, and for a moment, the slightly crowded and dark corridor seemed to be the sun rising, and the space seemed to be brighter.

"I have an appointment with Bruce to practice table tennis for two hours a week on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. No kidding, I plan to make a fool of myself in the 2008 Olympics!" Harley said seriously.

"Huh!" The surrounding students took a deep breath, and then whistles, applause and praise rose chaotically.

After saying hello, the classmates soon dispersed. At this time, the three fashion queens who walked away seemed to be no different from the others.

"Bruce, what are you doing?" Harry took off his helmet, and his thick, waist-length blonde hair cascaded down.

She didn't have a car, so she came by bicycle.

Young Master looked at her flushed face, and his face was a little hot.

"Seriously, the Beijing Olympics, you want to play table tennis singles?" he asked.

"You forget how I got the 'Martha's Gifted Scholarship'?"

Harry stuffed her helmet into the locker, like the big blue eyes of an autumn lake There was an imperceptible sadness.

She is a table tennis player in her previous life.

However, there are so many talented people in China. With the help of his father who is a boss in the Provincial Sports Commission, he has been lucky enough to go to the National Team a few times.

It's also just a sparring trainer for the big guys. She's absolutely not going to get a place in the international competition.

Now that she has been reborn, her technology has been advanced for more than ten years, and her physical fitness has improved several times. Harley feels that she has the possibility of killing the men's team singles champion.

In fact, because of her amazing feat of destroying all members of the Chinese team in the Sino-US Youth Exchange Competition two years ago, the title of "all-round athlete Harley Quinn" was only in the United States. spread.

Afterwards, Gotham High School, backed by the Wayne Group, gave her a "special talent" offer.

I have talent myself, and 2008 is another highlight of the Great Celestial Dynasty. If I don't go home and show off to the "seniors", I'm just sorry for my previous life.

As for whether it would be good-for-nothing to be an athlete in the dc superhero world.

If she was given superhuman abilities, she would definitely be willing to be a superhero, but she didn't

The Olympic champion is her current small goal in life.

After becoming famous, you can get endorsements, shoot commercials, appear in variety shows, invest to make money, and raise your "money ability" before considering other things.

I'm not looking for a relationship with Batman when I ask Bruce to play ping pong. In fact, in the United States, in this high school, the only person who can be her table tennis sparring partner is the agile, "small and flexible" Batman.

To put it bluntly, Young Master is a tool person, the highest quality experience stake.

"What else do you do?"

There was a history and biology class in the morning. Harry took out his textbook, closed the small cabinet, and found that "Baby Batman" was still standing there. His expression twitched, as if he was struggling with something.

"Harry, there's a party at Wayne Manor this weekend, do you want to come?" Sweat was oozing from Bruce's clenched fists.

"Iced Coke and BBQ, as well as game consoles and swimming pools," he added quickly.

Harry blinked a few times, said curiously: "Is the weekend a special day?"

"A special day?" Bruce was stunned, shook his head and said, "Just ordinary weekend."

Harry raised her eyebrows, "Who did you invite?"

Bruce hesitantly said, "You're the only one."

"This" Harley realized something, but wasn't quite sure what she was thinking.

Seeing her hesitation, Bruce regained his senses and suddenly felt that he was stupid.

How can two people do a party?

"How about we go to Wayne's Playground on Seventh Avenue for ice cream? Or, if you like Kobe, there's a Lakers-Knicks game this weekend and we can take a photo with Kobe. "

After saying this, Bruce stared at the girl across from him.

After a while, Harry said, "If I'm not mistaken, are you trying to date me?" ”

If this is the first time she is faced with this situation, she may be shy, embarrassed, or even change the subject with a blushing face, racking her brains to put it off.

But now.

Is Young Master the 20th, or the 30th?

Through childhood, there are too many, she can do it well now.

"is it okay? "Bruce looked at her expectantly.

She looked down at the young boy across from her.

He was half a head shorter than her, with a small oval face, beautiful features, and a small body like a Root bean sprouts.

——This guy is smaller than me, can he really be a Batman with a chubby ass and a chubby chin?

She has some Doubtful.

Then she turned her gaze to the pimple on his cheek, shiny white and a little itchy.

After a long while, Harry said, "Sorry, Bruce you are a Nice guy, but"

She shrugged, expressing a tactful but clear rejection with her eyes and expressions.

"Oh! "Bruce twitched his cheek muscles, turned and walked away quickly.

"Hey, wait!" "Harry stopped him.

Young Master stepped one stopped, and there was a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Harry extended the hand and tapped on her smooth and white face.

"Just now, when your cheek muscles twitched, you broke the pimple and burst out a white lump that was still bleeding. She reminded.

At this moment, Bruce's face was bloodshot, his limbs were bloodshot, but his heart felt like he had been stabbed with a knife. He was bleeding, but wanted to cry.

"deng deng deng ”

He wiped his face and ran away.

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