I'm an emotionless superhero

Glancing left and right, when he was about to float up to get the album, he got the book with one hand and handed it to him.

"Thank you."

Connor tilted his head and smiled, facing a tall girl: "Connor Stark."

"Rosalind Black." The girl nodded slightly, then turned and returned to her seat. "I'll just sit on the side. If you need me to put it back, just call me."

Wow...you're welcome.

Connor compared the opponent's long legs with his own short legs, and felt that he had been deeply hurt.

Before returning to his seat, Connor saw Peter who was sitting next to his seat again, the corners of his mouth froze, and he turned to look for Gwen.

Unfortunately, Gwen was not in the library today, and Connor strolled to her usual place, only to find that Rosalind was opposite.

The other party was a little surprised by Connor's sudden appearance, but he didn't say anything, just casually divided a box of yogurt in front of him and pushed it to him.

It's not the kind of special deliberate sharing, or the kind of special casual sharing, and you don't care whether the person in front of you knows you or not.

Connor felt that the other party should really treat himself as a child.

The "Mechanical Design Atlas" in the library is very basic. Connor didn't want to read it after flipping through it twice. He closed his eyes and wanted to rest his mind. Rosalind casually pushed a new design atlas to him. There is a sentence written on the exercise paper in the album: "The best book in the library."

Connor flipped through it a few more times, closed it and pushed it aside, expressing that he was not interested.

Rosalind laughed out loud, and passed a note to him: "Then there is nothing suitable for you to read. Do you have a material science to read?"

Connor: "Not interested. The albums you read are not the latest, and many of them have been eliminated. Turn on Bluetooth, and I will send you the latest one."

When he first came into contact with mechanical design, Jarvis found a lot of information for him, but now he can't use it.

Rosalind was a little surprised: "Are you serious?"

Connor: "...Miss, do you know the predecessor of the Avengers Building? I am that Stark."

Rosalind shivered, and looked at the box of yogurt that Connor had given him with a little embarrassment.

"What's the matter?" The blond-haired girl who finally arrived broke the awkward silence between the two of them.

She lowered her voice, noticed that the white paper in front of her was full of words, and almost laughed: "Did you forget that you have a mobile phone?"

Connor:  …

Rosalind: ...

Gwen: "Never mind—did he steal your yogurt?"

Connor: "??? Gwen, why do you always like to cheat me in front of the young lady?"

Rosalind: "It's a little embarrassing, I heard that Tony Stark's son is studying in our school... but I haven't seen it..."

Gwen: "So you saw a child come and handed him a box of yogurt, thinking it was a child from elementary school who came to read a book?"

Rosalind: "...Stop talking, my brain hurts."

Gwen: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha."

Connor: "Hahahahahahahahahahahaha."

Connor knew Rosalind from Gwen.

"Pleasing personality, you can see it." Gwen sighed when she said this, "She intentionally or unintentionally pleases the people around her. She needs this feeling of being 'needed' to determine her own value."

"Sounds...weird."

"Maybe it's because she was always ignored when she was a child. I heard her talk about some things about her when she was a child-living in various relatives' homes, trying to please each relative. Then... it became like this. In fact, I have always wanted you The two know each other, maybe you can have some influence on her."

Connor frowned: "I seem to think you are scolding me."

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha, what should I say at this time?" Gwen laughed and patted Connor on the shoulder, "You are the best no matter what, dear."

So Connor began to act with Rosalind consciously or unconsciously, which made Peter feel threatened by his small group with Connor.He yelled and complained to Ned, and his chubby childhood sweetheart patted him on the shoulder with a sad expression on his face: "How can you be as attractive as Miss Sister?"

Then he showed a very yearning expression: "Is it possible that the surname Stark is really cursed? As long as you have this surname, you will be especially popular with girls? That's Black! From when we went to school until now, have you seen Mr. Black?" Is he getting close to anyone?"

Peter pulled memories of Blake from his mind—very few.She doesn't seem to participate in any sports or extracurricular activities except for learning activities. Occasionally, she participates in knowledge competitions and then wins prizes.

It once made Peter feel that the other party might have Jarvis's knowledge reserve in his mind.

But she is far less popular than Gwen.

Peter could also think of the reason—the other party looked ordinary, had an ordinary figure, and wore thick glasses, and his family was almost poor.

"It can be seen that the surname Stark really carries a curse." Peter thought for a while, and could only admit that it was the reason. "The reason why we are so low may be just because we don't have an awesome surname."

"Then wouldn't it be better for us to also have the surname Stark? Add Stark to the middle name?" Ned was enthusiastic.

"Don't." Peter immediately raised his hand to veto, "Now we are not as popular as Connor and can be pushed to the surname. If you really have the same surname as him, you don't even have this reason."

Ned: ...shut up.

He is not a big talker, but he can talk a lot. No wonder Connor would rather hang out with Blake than take you to play.

Connor didn't mind taking Rosalind with him.

At first it might have been because of Gwen's request, but after a few days he found that he really started to like Rosalind.

Unlike Peter, the other party will not deliberately ask why you are angry or anxious, but when you really ask her, she can really give you an answer.

"If you just want to control your attention... In fact, you might as well try to learn something, preferably with no experience at all. You want a quiet environment, why not try painting?"

That's why the two of them stayed in the studio.

Rosalind was studying in the corner of the studio - although she was very interested in painting, Connor didn't know why she just didn't study.

"Hi, Calder." He connected the phone in the studio, and Calder's voice was on the other side, "Is there something wrong?"

"Young Justice League meeting today, did you forget?"

"Emmmm..." Connor paused—in fact, he really forgot.Focusing on the control of super hearing, coupled with the addition of a new batch of SI interns, and Rosalind's problems, he has been very busy these days.

Calder was also a little helpless: "OK, can you come now?"

Connor raised his hand and looked at the time. He wanted to push back a few minutes, but he heard Rosalind's voice: "My mother just sent me a message asking me to go home now. If you don't mind, I'll go back first?"

"OKOK, go back and be careful."

This made Rosalind laugh: "You are the one who should pay attention to safety, right?"

"My dad will pick me up later." Connor lied casually.

Rosalind nodded for this reason: "Anyway, kids, be careful, I'm leaving first."

After Rosalind left, Connor breathed a sigh of relief, hung up the phone, found an empty classroom, changed his clothes and left.

He really forgot about the Young Justice meeting.

"Surprise!"

He was taken aback by Dick as soon as he entered the Mount of Justice - incidentally, the new uniform that Dick designed for himself was laughed at by Tony for a long time.

In fact, Connor thinks this tight uniform looks really gay.You said that there are so many superheroes in tights, how can Dick Grayson wear the uniform so gay?Can't figure it out.

But you should still roll your eyes: "If you want to make me deaf, just say so."

Knowing that Connor is controlling the super hearing at this moment, Dick raised his hand to express his apology: "OK, OK, I apologize. Did you see the content of the meeting?"

"It's not too late..." Connor called out the meeting materials that Calder sent to him, "?? Are you going to let Jay... Robin replace you?"

"Well... you also know that I'm an intern right now, and there's another city I need to pay attention to. Ordinary people really don't want to die from overwork." Dick shrugged, "It just so happens that Robin needs teamwork training, so I'd better hand her over to Calder. I'm quite relieved."

What can Connor say?

"You've all decided, why do you want me to come over for a meeting?" He frowned, getting a little annoyed that he couldn't hear the music Jarvis was playing because he was too far away from New York.

Dick noticed his impatience and was a little surprised, so he put his hands on the other person's shoulders: "OK, OK, and you, I feel relieved to have you here. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha, you think I will Say? Please show some face, Superboy~"

Connor:  …

I, Connor Stark, will kill you right now.

He thought so, so he did the same.

But before he could actually do it, Dick suddenly did a backflip—an unsuccessful one at all, a backflip that didn't get adjusted in midair—and fell to the ground.

There was a lot of movement, which caused Kid Lightning to say "hahahahahahahaha