[Comprehensive British and American] Cthulhu Summons Master

Alcohol in the blood caused troubles. Apart from the heat on her body, Donna also had a little less patience than usual. She gritted her teeth and raised her eyes. She looked at Bruce Wayne with bright eyes, showing a few words on her gentle and well-behaved face. The points are sharp and decisive.

He felt her displeasure, his expression moved slightly, and he wanted to say something but was interrupted by her directly.

"Mr. Bruce Wayne."

Don Nana yelled word for word with her first and last name. After speaking, she leaned half her body on the table, and the distance between the two was instantly shortened. Her slightly hot breath almost hit the tip of his nose, which made Bruce uneasy. stepped back.

"Well... you said..."

"First of all, I am very grateful that you invited me to dinner, but if you continue to speak ill of Batman, I think I may pour red wine on you."

"...?"

There was a very subtle expression on Bruce Wayne's face, as if he was unreasonable to her words, and as if he was annoyed by his own wording just now.

"I love Batman, to be honest. And you, a guy in Gotham enjoying the security of his nightly crime-fighting, sheltered by Batman's tenuous insistence on justice, shouldn't be saying that Talk! Of course I know..." Don Nana sat back on the chair, her tone softened a little, and she huddled on the slightly wider seat, "You have the right to free speech, but if you want to If you say these things to me, I will definitely hit you!"

Speaking of which, Donna waved her little fist at Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne was silent for a long time which was rare. He opened his lips several times but failed to utter half a syllable. Finally, his eyes fell on her fist that was still in the air. Cyan purple.

He knew the origin of the circle of black and blue very well, and his mood was a little more complicated, his brow furrowed very quickly, and then relaxed again.

The smile that belonged to him returned to his face, he raised his hand and pushed Don Nana's fist back to the table, and then took away her wine glass, the movement was smooth and smooth.

Bruce Wayne summoned the waiter, put the black card on the tray, got up and helped her up, a mellow and magnetic voice rang in her ears.

"You're a little drunk, Miss Tang, I'll take you back."

This was also the last moment that Tang Nana could still recall after waking up the next day.

Thinking that in such a high-end restaurant, she raised her fist and declared that she was going to beat Bruce Wayne righteously, and kept raising her fist for a long time as if in a trance, Donna was so embarrassed that she died on the spot.

The embarrassment made her like a maggot, rolling and twisting repeatedly on the bed hugging her quilt.

After a while, she regained her composure, jumped up from the bed, and immediately lowered her head to confirm her attire.

The coat was taken off, the other clothes were put on neatly, the shoes were lying in the entrance, and the bag was put on the desk.

God... Donna wished she never saw Bruce Wayne again in her life, she couldn't face him.

Of course, it was impossible not to see Bruce Wayne's face in Gotham, and she would always be able to see his face unexpectedly in various places in Gotham in the following week.

Although they are not real people, these posters, newspaper photos, and interview videos are also extremely lethal, and immediately draw out Don Nana's embarrassing memory that she wanted to bury in the Mariana Trench.

A week after the little boxing incident shrouded Don Nana, she finally gradually came out of the shadows. She came to Gotham to catch up with a good time. There was an All-American High School Baseball Conference held in Gotham. Tan's main topic is this time's baseball conference report with the Gotham Broadcasting Company.

"Actually, what I don't understand the most is why the government will rest assured to put this kind of activity in Gotham..."

Gotham native Lydia asks a soul question.

Already getting used to the people of Gotham laughing at themselves in all directions, Don Nana first let out a long groan, and tentatively replied: "I think Gotham is also an excellent big city after all, economically speaking, it is strong. It’s also very famous in every way.”

"Famous... Is it famous for having the highest crime rate? Well, it is economically true. After all, we have the Wayne Group."

Lydia shrugged her shoulders and replied, she spoke very casually, completely oblivious to Donna who moved slightly when she heard the word "Wayne".

"But Lydia, I'm a little worried. Speaking of it, I don't really know much about baseball. My concept of baseball is still from the Japanese anime I watched when I was a child. My country is not so enthusiastic about baseball."

Appropriately changing the subject, Don Nana was telling the truth. She had no idea about the rules of baseball. Although she had done her homework in advance after knowing the topic, it was unreliable to cram her feet temporarily.

"You don't have to worry too much. I am familiar with Mr. Coloch. His judgment on the subject does not lie in your narration of the baseball game, but in whether he can see your thoughts. He is a firm self-thinking school. Even if you The topic is a bit off track, and there is no baseball in connection with social news after writing, and with his habit... you can get a good grade."

"That's good, I really don't know what baseball can write..."

Don Nana was really not sure that she could write something out of the ordinary.

Today is the first day of the National Baseball Conference at the Gotham City Stadium, and the top sixteen colleges and universities from across the country will compete in the next week.

Donna and Lydia were waiting in the media lounge, and the person in charge of taking them to report on the opening ceremony first. After all, they were still student trainees, so it was not a live ammunition to come to the scene. The critical moment was temporarily put aside.

On the wall in the media lounge is an LCD TV that broadcasts the situation outside live. With a cup of hot latte in hand, Donna and Lydia are sitting side by side on the sofa bench, and their notebooks are placed on the sofa. On her legs, Tang Nana hadn't written down anything except the precautions she was told a few lines ago.

"It seems that those seniors are all working hard."

Losing interest in the performance of the hostesses at the opening ceremony on the screen, Don Nana recalled that in order to grab a good position, she sighed sincerely in front of the senior who desperately raised the microphone in the radical media group.

"That's right, the journalistic profession is also a business of working hard and fast. In order to grab a first release or an exclusive, there are countless scenes of rolling up your sleeves and trying to fight for your life. Grabbing news is a battlefield!" Lydia nodded again and again, "Don , and compared to other places, being a reporter in Gotham is a high-risk job, comparable to a war reporter. Some time ago, I heard that a senior sister was directly bombed when she was following up and reporting."

"Did it explode?" Don Nana was a little confused.

"Didn't the clown escape from prison some time ago and blow up a candy store? Of course, you don't have to worry about it. He was sent back to Arkham by Batman on the night of the explosion. The system has been upgraded again, maybe it can last a little longer."

"..."

The security system has been upgraded, but it just lasted a little longer... There are too many pitfalls, and Tang Nana suddenly doesn't know, so she complains.

As expected of a Gotham resident who has seen big storms, he is so calm when discussing the escape of a super crazy villain.

"So, I actually decided to study journalism at the earliest, and planned to stay in Gotham as a reporter in the future, because of the excitement!"

"I respect you for being a man!"

Lydia had already been upgraded to a werewolf in Don Nana's eyes, and the two of them chatted casually, completely unaware that there were only the two of them left in the waiting room at some point.

After Tang Nana looked back as if waking up from a dream, she realized that the lounge where there were originally more than a dozen people was empty at this moment.

She took Lydia and hurried out to check the situation. After all, they were indeed distracted after chatting.

The atmosphere of the opening ceremony was pushed to a climax with the joint entrance of the sixteen teams, especially the captain of the California team was a well-known young model, and it caused screams from women as soon as he appeared, even In a certain area of ​​the gymnasium, there are also his fan clubs holding square signs to form a heart shape.

The media were waiting in full force in the backstage interview area. While saying sorry, they pushed through the crowd and squeezed in.

In this situation, Don Nana's height disadvantage was manifested. Facing that kind of particularly tall men, now she bent her waist and squeezed in as if she was crawling under their creaking nests... Quail really hammered.

Without paying attention, she stomped on someone else's foot.

"Ah, sorry!"

Raising her face and showing an apologetic smile, Don Nana met the face of the tall man who had been trampled on by her. The first thing she saw was his buttocks and chin, which were plumper than Batman's.

Then there is a strong jaw and a straight nose bridge, and finally a pair of eyes with a gentle smile under the upper lens.

"It's okay, it's too crowded here, you have to be careful not to fall."

He didn't seem to care at all about Don Nana's foot that gathered all her body weight just now, and he even gave her a little support as she leaned forward slightly, reminding her with good intentions.

"Thank you! I will sir."

Sighing, he is really a good person who makes people feel like spring breeze!Don Nana responded with a smile, and lowered her head to notice the press card hanging on his chest.

—Clark Kent, Daily Planet.

It turned out to be a reporter from the metropolis, she made up her mind and continued to squeeze in with Lydia.

After a lot of effort, the two of them finally followed the person in charge. One of the person in charge, Mr. Orson, didn't have any special reaction when he saw the two of them coming. He naturally started talking to them. Things to watch out for, and the questions you'll be asking after those regional teams come out of the opening ceremonies.

Don Nana and Lydia nodded repeatedly throughout the process, quickly wrote down the content, and then quickly drew a simple grid on the notebook to divide the note area.

But before a team entered the interview area, the entire gymnasium trembled with the deafening explosion.