American Comic Super Principal

Banner signed the contract, but Zhang Fan stared at him for a long time without speaking. In the silence, the atmosphere in the room became weird, and Mindy twisted uneasily.

"Knock, knock," a knock on the door suddenly sounded, and then a yellow-haired head stuck in. His eyes lit up when he saw Zhang Fan: "Principal, the press conference is ready, and most of the reporters are here."

"Barbecue boy, barbecue boy, are you? I've seen your photo." When Banner saw John, he was suddenly excited. He leaned over and said excitedly:

"Being able to use destructive special abilities in daily life to bring convenience to everyone is the real way to use power. This is different from the paranoia of those in the military who only know how to use power to create weapons and bring destruction and destruction to mankind. In comparison, you have far surpassed them in terms of ideological realm."

"Uh, what are you talking about? I have a high level of thinking." John looked confused, feeling confused, and then quickly became happy. "That's right. Uncle, you have really good eyesight. You can tell at a glance that my level of thinking is excellent." Extraordinary and so right.”

Zhang Fan came over with a dark face and slapped John on the back of the head, interrupting the business exchange between the two, and said viciously: "I'm so happy, your title as the number one barbecue master of Xincheng Middle School has already spread. He was killed and his photos were taken. This is blatant black history."

"I have fans, and I was secretly photographed by the gossip paparazzi." John was startled. He looked up and saw Zhang Fan's dark face, and quickly shrank his neck: "Principal, I was wrong, I am still a student. You shouldn’t get involved in the chaotic entertainment industry. Even if you become famous, you still have to study hard.”

Zhang Fan's cheeks twitched. Is this the question I'm talking about? Why do you feel so good about yourself? Your skills are gone in just two sentences. Your mentality expands faster than a pufferfish. If you praise you, you will become a ball. Too lazy to talk to you.

After bypassing two close friends, one older and one younger, Zhang Fan opened the door and pulled Mindy downstairs. In the corridor, he met an "old acquaintance" who had once met him. Bernard, a socialite who was brutally mutilated by Mindy.

When the poor middle-aged man saw Mindy, he shuddered and subconsciously covered his face.

Mindy tilted her head and looked him up and down, and asked doubtfully: "You are not the scumbag from the TV station last time. Why did you come to Xincheng Middle School? You were expelled because of your poor character."

"It's nonsense. I'm a socialite. How could my character be so bad? It's all smeared by tabloids." When it came to issues related to reputation, Bernard jumped up excitedly like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He stood up and defended himself:

"As a news media that has a good relationship with Xincheng Middle School, our New America Radio and Television Station is the most important special guest. At the press conference, we will also actively cooperate to guide the atmosphere and direction of the issues to ensure that no accidents occur."

"Isn't he just a caretaker? Why are you pretending to be a serious person? I think you haven't been taught enough last time, scumbag." Mindy pinched her knuckles and stared at him in displeasure.

Bernard broke into a cold sweat, and finally tried to correct his pronunciation: "Celebrity, it's a celebrity, not a scumbag, but now it's a celebrity, haha, it actually means the same thing, it's almost the same."

Zhang Fan shook his head and smiled, gently pulled Mindy over, and left only one sentence: "Mr. Bernard, I really appreciate your shameless look. Are you interested in working at Xincheng Middle School? I need someone who can open his eyes." You, the core external spokesperson who is telling lies, must also know that Xincheng Middle School has reached a strategic partnership with Stark Industries and has contracted an important project for a government secret department. You have a bright future."

"I need to think about this matter carefully." Bernard lowered his head and pondered. At this moment, there was no trace of the frivolity and stupidity he had before.

The lobby downstairs was filled with rows of reporters, and countless live broadcast cameras were pointed at the stage. As a heroic teacher who had just saved many students, Qin stood on the stage and talked about the difficult situation of mutants. , talking about racial discrimination, from the desire of mutant children to integrate into society, to the common morality and compassion of human beings

It wasn't until Zhang Fan walked in that she stopped with her eyes filled with regret.

Zhang Fan was so stared at by Qin that he smiled dryly all the way to the stage and whispered: "I will only say a few words and it will be done in three to five minutes. You can talk as long as you want in the remaining time and chat with the reporters for three to three days." It’s no problem for three days and three nights.”

Qin's anger turned into joy and she said with satisfaction: "No problem, principal, please go first. I don't mind waiting for a while."

Zhang Fan, haha, this hypocrisy is too perfunctory and has no technical content. Fortunately, I have a good temper. If it were another leader, you would have been given "little shoes".

"Ahem, reporters, don't rush to raise your hands to ask questions. I won't answer if you ask. I will only emphasize a few things at today's press conference. Everything else needs to be kept confidential. If you have any opinions, don't tell me. Go find them. General Ross in the military, he’s the one in charge of this.”

After coughing twice, Zhang Fan immediately blamed the American military. After several previous exercises, this has become his habitual reaction. He then continued without waiting for reporters to ask questions:

"In short, this is a very clichéd superhero story. When the incompetent military was chasing a certain monster, they drove the monster into a school in a bustling city. However, after the battle, they discovered that they were no match for the monster. In turn, they were beaten to pieces by monsters, but the superheroes lurking in the school responded to the crisis and used their own high-tech equipment to solve the monsters and save the school and the city, as well as the stupid military;

If placed in Hollywood or DC comics, this story would be terrible and unoriginal, but when it happens in reality, it is breaking news. I have to hold this press conference to give a unified answer to prevent you from making up random things;

I would like to emphasize here that there are no casualties among the teachers, students and other school employees of Xincheng Middle School. The military will be responsible for compensation for the restoration and reconstruction of campus facilities, and the military will also provide compensation to every frightened student, teacher, Campus employees pay an emotional distress fee, including to the principal himself. "

"We are more interested in the superhero wearing high-tech armor. Is his nickname Iron Man? I think it suits him very well. Who is his real identity?" A reporter in the audience suddenly interrupted , interrupted Zhang Fan.

"I said I won't answer any questions," Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and suddenly smiled evilly: "But I like this question very much. Let's just call him Iron Man. As for the identity of Iron Man"

Having said this, Zhang Fan paused for a moment and looked up at the journalists who were quietly leaning forward in the audience with eyes filled with anticipation. The bewildered smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper: "I am Iron Man."

"Wow!" The audience immediately became a mess, and Zhang Fan himself had escaped from the scene long before the reporters blocked him.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding," the cell phone rang. Zhang Fan answered the phone while walking. Tony's voice came out from inside, and he was rude as soon as he spoke, "Hey, pirated goods, your name is Iron Man, then I What will it be called in the future?”

Zhang Fan asked tentatively: "War machine"

"" Tony was silent for a while, and said to himself in confusion: "I don't know why, but I always feel that Rhodes is more suitable for this nickname. Is it an illusion?"

Zhang Fan sweated profusely and said vaguely: "I'll lend you the nickname Iron Man for a while. Anyway, your steel suit isn't ready yet. We'll talk about it later."

Tony gritted his teeth: "It will be ready soon. It will definitely be stronger than your whole body steel plate."

"Tony, are you really not considering changing your nickname? The nickname Iron Man is already second-hand. I remember you never use second-hand." Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about him seriously.

Tony's roar seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth; "Get out of here"

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Fan was in a happy mood. His daily teasing with Tony always gave people a special sense of accomplishment.