Grandpa Guang Weizheng[Comprehensive]

Steve Rogers was sitting in the teacher's office at Midtown High School at this time, facing the cordial greetings from the head teacher with another parent.

"I'm Lena, please don't be nervous, it's normal for teenagers to show excessive desire for performance and aggression during adolescence, they just need the correct guidance from adults."

The head teacher is a beautiful woman in a floral dress. Her overly gentle eyes make her look friendly without distance.She first comforted the two parents who were obviously nervous and serious, and then leaned on the back of the seat easily: "I am also a newcomer in the field of teachers, and they are both very good and good children, so promise me, if If you want to talk, please talk calmly, okay?"

Steve glanced at Bruce Wayne, who rarely sat next to him in the opening scene, and he turned out to be extraordinarily reliable after putting away his playboy-specific demeanor.Maybe it's because of something wrong with his son, so far he hasn't even made any invitation to this beautiful class teacher, but just listened carefully to what the other party said.

It made him feel better about Bruce.

"Yes, no matter what the reason is, it was Damian's fault for bullying the female classmate. I will let him apologize to Lily." Bruce nodded, and the corners of his mouth naturally rose after he finished speaking seriously, his beautiful eyes overflowing Laughter: "I am usually very busy at work. If you, as an expert in youth education, are willing to teach me a good lesson during lunch, I will definitely benefit a lot."

...favorite fell back.

This is an irresponsible libertine.He withdrew his gaze, not wanting to look at this embarrassing guy again.

Such a sudden invitation made Lena a little surprised, but soon, she smiled and declined his invitation: "It's an honor for you to say that, but it's a pity, newcomers always have many problems when they take office, I also want to Communicate with students more, I can only regret to reject you."

"Oh, that's a pity." There was no pity on his face, and with a single word, he dismissed the invitation just now.He got up and straightened his clothes: "Then I want to go and see that little thorn, he should be writing the inspection now?"

"Yes, they are in the classroom on the top floor." Reina asked Steve to wait in the office. After she sent Bruce out, the two talked for a while and then returned, sat down again and took a deep breath: "Thank you very much Willing to pay more attention to Mister Rogers."

"No, this is what I should do." He was ready to accept the truth.After all, I should know what my child is like.

——Anyway, he didn't quite believe that the previous "little dispute at lunch" would require the presence of parents.

"As I said before, young people will always show some aggression and distinctiveness in a certain period of time, but..." She clasped her hands together: "But as a special A talent with abilities, for the safety of other students, I think she may need to learn to master her abilities. And..." She paused for a moment: "And her aggressiveness is too strong, maybe she just arrived The lack of security in the new environment is also an important reason. As her teacher, I feel... a little tricky, I hope you can communicate with her."

Steve didn't speak for a while after listening, he suddenly felt tired and weak.

On the one hand, he believes that Lydia is his responsibility. As the only remaining relatives of each other, they may be able to trust each other and live in harmony through hard work.But on the other hand, any interaction is based on trust, and trust requires understanding and time.What he knew about her came from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s information on "The File", from "Lydia" who was declared dead a few years ago, and her own careful disguise.

First of all, they are on the opposite side. It is already difficult for the two parties to continue to get along when the basis of trust is zero, but this situation will continue.

Whether it is for him or Lydia, this kind of suffering is very cruel.

"Okay." Finally he stood up: "I'll talk to her."

They do need a real conversation, open and honest, not elder and younger, Captain America and the file, but Steve and Lydia.

He still wants to try again.No matter based on that identity, he thinks it is his responsibility.

With such a serious and somewhat heavy heart, Steve said goodbye to Reina and went to the examination room on the top floor alone.He needs to calm down his mood first, don't pass on negative emotions to others, and try to talk to others calmly.

When there were four more stairs left to reach the corridor on the top floor, he had already finished his draft, and there was a loud noise from the corridor.While the alarm bell was ringing in his heart, he jumped over the stairs with one step, and came to the corridor in two steps with three steps.

Bruce slammed into the low wall of the corridor as if he had been thrown by someone, and fell heavily.

Steve glanced at him quickly and didn't have time to ask him how he was. He rushed into the review room that seemed to have been ransacked just now. There were only scattered tables and chairs, shattered glass and cracked walls.

No one is empty.

Steve looked at the messy examination room, and after a long pause, he seemed to remember that there was another witness here.So he quickly turned his head to help Master Wayne, and then asked him, "May I ask what happened just now?"

Damian Wayne will appear at Midtown High, due to his participation in an exchange program held by Gotham City High.It's been almost a month since he came to New York. Although he didn't like the new homeroom teacher very much and always kept his own way, he didn't ask himself to cause trouble.

Such a peaceful life ended today.

Instinct is a strange thing. As a warrior, Damian can use his instincts to subconsciously judge a person.From the first moment he saw Lydia, he knew that this was not an ordinary girl.

His eyes followed her all the way until she sat down on the empty table and chair next to her and turned her head: "Excuse me, is there something on my face?"

"No." He smiled, turned his head back and said perfunctorily, "You look good."

Damian is a very smart kid. Part of his smartness is reflected in the fact that even if he doesn't pay attention to the lectures in class, he won't look confused after being called out, and he can still get quite excellent grades.So he tends to use this time to do things that he is more interested in.

Today's interest had nothing to do with the new classmates. She seemed to be uninspired, very quiet and didn't want to make trouble. After the first class, students from other classes came to see her.It's just that after class, her eyes were so empty and dazed that one wondered if she had fallen asleep with her eyes open—then she shrugged suddenly.

She stood up as if suddenly frightened, and the harsh noise of the stool dragging attracted everyone's attention.The others asked her if something happened, and Damian suddenly became wary.

He found that an eraser that had just been placed on her desk was missing.

After sitting down, she propped her forehead with one hand and her breathing was a little unsteady. She glanced at the place where the eraser was placed just now, and quickly moved her eyes away as if she had been stung.

He stared at her for a while, tore a piece of paper and wrote a note.

【You are a mutant】

The file glanced at him and nodded.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the other side's glance at him made him feel that something was wrong - her eyes seemed to turn red.

After class, she was lying on the table tiredly. Damian looked around and pulled the stool to her side: "Hello." After hearing a faint response, he also moved closer to the file and lowered his voice: "You Can't you control your abilities?"

"Usually." She raised her head—the eyes became redder, and the red blood wrapped around the whites of the eyes like a spider web: "I'm a little weird today. If you wait for me to make you feel dangerous, you can attack me."

After that, Damian's attention was never distracted, and there was no danger in the morning.At lunch time, she rejected the invitation of the other two students and returned to the classroom alone.

"You look bad." He held a sharpened pencil in his hand and tensed his muscles: "Can I attack you now?"

"..." She clenched her hands against the wall into fists, her eyes trembling slightly with her eyes closed.When her eyes opened again, Damian's pencil was already flying towards her.

——The whites of her eyes are almost sickly red. With the movement of opening her eyes, the space explodes around her. The tables, chairs and benches, including the students who are eating, are lifted off the roof and stagnant as if they have lost gravity. air.

"Do you have... a ray launcher for mutants?" She stood hunched against the wall, with her other hand curled up to cover one of her eyes: "Stun me——I'm not right!"

"Isn't this obvious? You can say it?!"

Amidst the screams and collisions, Damian roared angrily.Everything he could touch in the air became his weapon, and he walked on the wall as if walking on the ground, and the sudden increase in resistance seemed to have no effect on him.He casually picked up a bench in front of him and smashed it hard at the wrong knife. While it was being dragged into several pieces, he stepped on a floating classmate and jumped onto the roof, and quickly pressed his legs down from directly above her.

He thought he had succeeded when he had successfully gripped the neck of the file.

Then it was thrown out.

The file with blood-red eyes seemed to have finally regained the initiative of her own abilities from an invisible force. She staggered and almost couldn't stand still. Behind her were tables and chairs, books, food and students who were eating.

Screaming, panicking, accusing, none of this was about him.The instant he hit the ground, he bounced back up to chase the man who staggered away.

The file was like an ordinary high school student who ran 1000 meters during dysmenorrhea, staggering, breathing like a bellows, and stopped suddenly when she ran out of the teaching building.

Damian was not sure what was going on with her, so he kept a distance of three meters.

"There is a problem..." She looked back at the teaching building, wiped the sweat off her head, straightened her back and glanced at Damian again: "You have been here longer than me, as you know, this Is there anyone like me in this school?"

"There's a guy named Peter in the next class. I don't know if that's the case. There should be nothing else." Seeing that she had returned to normal, Damian took two steps closer: "What's the matter with you?"

"I suspect that there is something in this teaching building that can make me lose control." She took a few steps back and narrowed her eyes a little further away from the teaching building: "I'm going to call the parents anyway, so it's better to do it in one step."

He looked at the appearance of the file, but didn't pay attention to how to achieve it in one step. Anyway, it is definitely not that everyone sits down happily, eats snacks and chats together.

Until now, the file seemed to have finally looked at him squarely.She raised her eyebrows: "What's your name?"

Damian tilted his neck and sneered: "I didn't expect that I would have the day to teach others how to be polite, how about reporting my name first."

"I don't care about this, you can call you whatever you want." She waved her hands indifferently, and raised her hands flat: "Now, it's time to say hello to my disobedient kid."

"I want to remind you before you go to say hello." Damian patted her on the shoulder: "You can't enter the teaching building."

"The attack lasted long enough for me to teach him to behave properly."

"No, that's not what I'm going to say." His smile was even more mocking: "Do you think your parents will meet you at the playground?"

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She covered her eyes: "No, I don't think so." She took a breath and took off her hand: "Then do you think I will be the kind of good student who obediently waits for him in the classroom?"

Author has something to say: Brussie Baby: So Your Kid Eloped With Mine?

Steve: I suggest you don't say that, if it's true then you can call me grandpa from now on

The little angels are so cold recently_(:з」∠)_