The bat's family Wayne [Comprehensive British and American]

——How could he feel that he was an older brother? !

This sentence was almost written on the faces of the two Waynes.

The two looked at each other critically.

Bruce: You are so much more childish than me!

Bruce: You're spending my money now!

Bruce: ...

His eyes wandered, still unconvinced, but he couldn't find a more powerful bargaining chip.

——People under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Bruce raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, and settled with satisfaction: "There is a banquet tomorrow, you prepare it, and I will introduce you to other people."

That unquestionable appearance can be said to have the aura of a domineering president, and it also successfully dispelled Brucey's last bit of joy in obtaining an official status.He hesitated to speak several times, and finally calmed down.

——After all, I have obtained an official status... As for attending the banquet or something, just treat it as my own reward.

Just to satisfy Bruce's vanity?

Inexplicably, Bruce felt that he was at a disadvantage.

This premonition soon came true.

……

"Will he come to this banquet too?" Several rich kids whispered together.

"Who?"

"That's the one," the young man winked, "Gotham Rose!"

"I heard that Wayne got a clone to be his lover. I wonder if it's true?"

"I heard it was a gift from someone else—you know, the brain circuits of Gotham people are sometimes weird. Maybe it was a gift from some small power."

"Isn't Wayne mad?"

"Of course you're angry! It's the gang that was very aggressive in Gotham some time ago, you know?" The person who heard the topic also joined in, "I heard that now that gang has changed its name to the Crutch Gang. ! Wayne must be angry and teach them a lesson!"

"...Isn't that Batman broke his leg?"

"Damn, Wayne and Batman, don't they have that kind of relationship? Maybe Batman was jealous, and Wayne also spoke—you don't know, everyone in the gang was hurt badly." .”

Gotham's richest prince and Gotham's most dangerous knight have always been the central figures of all topics... No matter which one is talked about, it seems logical to bring out the other.

The voice of the conversation was cut off by the iconic license plate and came to an abrupt end.

No matter how romantic Bruce is ordinarily, and how much talk he has created for the upper class, when he really shows up, even those who are the most unaccustomed to Bruce's style have to admit that he does have the willful capital.

No matter where he is, Bruce Wayne will always be the moon surrounded by many stars.

Bruce got out of the car first.He didn't leave in a hurry, but stood there and waited. Everyone present realized something immediately, and concentrated on looking behind him——

Not long after, two men with the same dignified and handsome appearance stood side by side beside the expensive sports car. Their identical facial features made everyone secretly amazed.

"Sure enough." whispered softly.

"Maybe twins?"

"How can twins look exactly the same? They must be clones!"

Although the voice of the discussion was small, it still couldn't escape the ears of the two people in the center.

Bruce could barely hold back the smile on his face.

Of course, it was not without reason that he was able to obtain the qualifications to practice medicine in the United States at this age.Compared to going to a banquet, which can exhaust all social energy, Bruce would rather spend time in a laboratory or hospital doing his own research and work.

But Bruce is a total party creature.

From the day when his identity was determined, Brussy couldn't remember how many such banquets he had been coerced into.

Bruce euphemistically called 'introduction of identity', so that Bruce couldn't even find a reason to refuse.Unexplainable resentment piled up in his heart, hearing such whispers, Brucey almost couldn't control his expression - he didn't want to be the center of gossip at all!

Bruce smiled, as if he hadn't noticed the undercurrent on the field, he led Bruce to the center of the crowd.

Today's buffet is the home of young people, mainly for the next generation to develop contacts and make friends.And in the younger generation, Bruce was at the top of the pyramid - don't look at his reputation as a playboy, but in the same generation, he can be regarded as a real boss.

Those who inherited the family business early are not as rich as him, and those who are richer than him... Forget it, as the main shareholder of the Wayne Group and the current patriarch of the Wayne family, there are not many people in this world who are richer than him Come.

In the past, the people around Bruce had already surrounded layer after layer, how could he be so leisurely as today?On the contrary, recently, because the faces of the two Waynes were too similar, Bruce got a little clean.

It's okay to find the right person, but if you call the wrong person, the embarrassment... don't mention it.Young people are apprehensive and afraid to go up and talk to them as freely as they used to.

Both of them secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Try it, this is the signature of this restaurant."

Bruce patrolled the banquet hall with his eyes, ignored those who wanted to strike up a conversation with ease, picked up a plate of salmon and stuffed it into Bruce's arms.

Bruce was at a loss.

"Isn't it a little bad for us to eat like this?"

The banquets I went to before were relatively formal, and many older celebrities attended.No matter how willful Bruce is usually, he still has to give those nominal elders some face.This time it was a young people's dinner party, relatively speaking, they were less particular, and Bruce's attitude was much more presumptuous.

But Bruce didn't know this.

In the education he had received before, he couldn't just eat by himself at a banquet, let alone openly and openly eat with food just after entering the venue.

"Since you're hungry, what's wrong with eating something?" Bruce looked over.

Finally, the identity of the two was separated, and the person who had been waiting for an opportunity at the side immediately said courteously: "That's right, these things are put on the table to be eaten, and it would be painful if they were wasted."

"Since Little Mr. Wayne is hungry, he doesn't have to worry about so many rules."

Bruce: "But..." I'm not hungry either?

He looked for Bruce.It was discovered that the other party touched a glass of champagne in his hand at some point, and had already quietly left the center of the crowd.

The man was obviously hiding in the corner, but he looked lazy while leaning half against the table. The suit, which was wrinkled by his posture, fit his body, casual and uninhibited.Not at all like someone who slipped quietly through the crowd.As if sensing Brucey's gaze, Bruce turned his wandering eyes, raised his eyebrows at his 'brother' in the crowd, and smiled a little.

It's a bit gloating.

Bruce was instantly annoyed—Bruce made fun of himself again!Knowing that he doesn't like too much excitement, he deliberately left himself in the center of the crowd.

The young people around are still persuading: "Why don't you try it? This restaurant is famous for its desserts and mushroom soup. If it doesn't suit your taste, I'll ask the chef to make another one for you?"

Bruce stood beside him with a smile, showing interest as if he was watching a good show.

"You!" No matter how good-tempered a person is, he will be offended by Bruce's attitude of watching the show, let alone Bruce, who has been suffocated for a long time.Before, he was under the eaves, and his temper as Master Wayne was deliberately restrained. Now that his temper was on the rise, he immediately lost the thought of patience.

He turned his eyes and looked at the attentive man beside him with an uneasy look: "Did you see my brother? He was here just now."

"Mr. Wayne?"

The young man belatedly realized that he really wanted to please the target and left, and the confused expression on his face was even more standard than Bruce's: "Where's Mr. Wayne? Wasn't he here just now?"

Bruce: ...

Forget it, he shouldn't expect too much from this silly-looking young man.

Brucey took a few steps forward, seemingly unintentionally leading the crowd in Bruce's direction.At the same time, he realistically looked around and raised his voice slightly: "Bruce? Brother?"

The crowd moved slowly following his footsteps, seeing them getting closer.Bruce couldn't help being surprised—he really didn't expect Bruce to be so cautious.

Brucey had been tolerant and stable before, almost like a control group for 'Playboy' Bruce.Could it be that the sense of security brought by the official status made Bruce take off part of the mask?

Bruce had a little more evaluation in his mind, but his standing posture didn't change much.

The crowd hadn't noticed him yet, and it wasn't difficult to get away before he got caught.But who is Bruce?He's a slutty guy on par with Stark in New York.

Not only was he not going to dodge, he even casually raised his hand in response: "Here."

The man held a wine glass in his hand, his eyes rolled, and his smile was half a smile.It caused a few people in the crowd to slow down inexplicably.

Bruce was not fooled by this appearance.He walked over quickly, his eyes wide open, ready to accuse.Before he could speak, his lips were covered with warmth.

"Shh."

It was Bruce's fingers, with a completely different temperature from his lips, that pressed Bruce's words back.

The man turned his gaze towards the entrance of the hall: "Look over there."

Um?Brucey cast his gaze in his direction, and was surprised to find that everyone in the banquet hall had done the same thing—turned their heads and stared in the direction of the entrance, leaving Brucey with a dark head.

If Bruce was full of stars when he appeared on the stage, then what they are facing now is like a black hole in the universe.The people who were standing near them all surrounded them in that direction as if they were being drawn by some kind of attraction.

"Who is that?" Brucey was blocked by the mountains and mountains and couldn't see the target clearly.

The expression on Bruce's face was complicated, and he couldn't tell whether it was disgust or disdain: "A second-year-old in a strange shell."

The author has something to say: Bruce: Remember this face, don’t play with him in the future

Nini:? ? ?Can you say that again?