Wayne family salted fish daily [Comprehensive British and American]

Half an hour later, my boss, who had seen enough of the excitement, happily put all the dishes in the dishwasher, and entered the studio to continue his cause of saving mankind.

And I made myself a cup of black tea after cleaning up the bar, and sat on the edge of the bar without moving for a long time.

Then I pulled out my phone and called Tim.

"Roxy? What's the matter?" My well-behaved third brother answered the phone and asked before I could speak: "I heard that Damian has gone to New York, and Bruce is very angry."

My father's bodhisattva appearance will also be angry?

But I haven't forgotten the main reason I called Tim, and I'm putting aside the fact that my dad is angry.After all, it sounds like Tim's rhetoric to change the subject.

"Tibao, tell me the truth." I said solemnly, as if I was going to tell my funeral. I think Tim must be very nervous now, not knowing what important things I'm going to say.

However, after just over half an hour of precipitation, I finally decided to take the first step.

As for my older brother—the thick-skinned man who said Ye Yi was his idol—I decided to compete with him for thicker skin, as long as I pretended not to know that my elder brother was Ye Yi, then those conversations would just be It's just an argument, what does what Roxy Wayne said have anything to do with Ye Yi's sister?

"What is your secret identity?"

I want to learn from the past.

I dare say I never choreographed any superhero other than Batman, Robin, and Nightwing—

Sleeping with Superman shouldn’t count, anyway, I don’t think there are any aliens in my house——

So now that the people I've programmed are gone, asking Tim is obviously the safest thing to do.

But I can't ask him and Jason directly, it would be too obvious.After all, even if Damian was a cutie who would report everything to the family, they wouldn't know that my brother's vest fell off half an hour ago.

So if I make such a directional inquiry, then Itim's clever head will definitely guess that I know my elder brother's vest.

Isn't that the end of the game?

So I decided to break it down one by one. The reason why I asked Tim first is naturally because I just made an embarrassment with Jason yesterday, and I am afraid that I might be angry if I let him make a joke out of it today and use it to laugh at me. To jump off the top floor of the Avengers Tower.

The world is not worth it.

"Oh?" There seemed to be a little smile in Tim's tone, and I reasonably suspect that this guy may be laughing at me at the Batcave the day before yesterday——

Yes, that base is actually named after that, isn’t my dad very good at naming——

The brainless thing to my dad, but in less than a second, Tim's voice recovered and he said, "I thought you'd never ask again."

"I have to know who I can arrange next time in front of you and who I can't arrange."

I opened my mouth in disgrace, but I wasn't embarrassed.After all, social death is something like this, you'll get used to it as you die, how should I put it...

Anyway, family members may be like this. They will never laugh at other people's embarrassment easily, but sarcasm is sarcasm, but it will not be used as a bargaining chip for malicious ridicule.

"I haven't heard you choreograph me yet." Tim said very artistically.

And after I looked around, I rolled my eyes a little to make sure that my boss at work didn't see it: "Don't play charades with me, or I'll ask Alfred to tell you when I return to Gotham this month." Your coffee supply is out."

"Then I'll have to surrender early—I don't know if you've heard of the Red Robin?" Tim didn't whet my appetite, and there was a name on the other end of the phone... I really haven't heard much.

"Uh..." For a moment, the whole space fell into a painful dead silence. After a few seconds, Tim laughed, and then continued: "I usually don't act with Bruce, you don't know It's normal...but I have an appearance in "War", maybe in a later plot."

Wuwuwu, from now on, I want to declare that my third brother is the best brother in the world, how can he have such a good personality, and use his secret identity to go secretly with me.

Compared with the black-bellied father who asked how to get along with his daughter, my thick-skinned brother who pretended to be his fan, and my eldest brother who was big and big that day, Tim is simply the angel of the Wayne family. We are blessed by God to get it baby.

I was so moved that I whimpered twice, and before I started complaining about my father and two brothers, Tim shot back a carb: "So, I heard you said Robin was a dwarf in front of Damian ?”

"I must declare in advance that when I was Robin, Robin was not short."

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What do you mean when you were a Robin? No, how many Robins are there?I thought Damian was there for [standing beside his father and becoming his assistant] or something, maybe he was 14 when he was born or something.

So you are Robin too?

"What?" While my head thought I had reacted, he hadn't.

I blankly repeated the question I had in my mind just now: "What do you mean when you were Robin, isn't there only one Robin..."

"Damian was only 14 years old, and he was not even born when Robin appeared in Gotham." Tim kindly explained: "Actually, not long after Dick was adopted by Bruce, he became the first-generation Robin."

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Wait, this is a big problem!

So is it actually a legacy that our family became Robins?If so, then Dick must have been too tall to be Robin before college, right?Is your Robin traditionally a short-heeled underage?

"Uh..." After the air fell into silence again, the kind Tim gave me enough time to think, and told me lightly on the phone that he was going to work, and you are welcome to call him again if you have anything to do—it is the best Don't choose to fight when he is on night patrol.

It's been less than a week since I found out who my dad really is—our family secret—and yet I've been through so much. Why?

Why didn't I think of the most likely shift system.Instead, he imagined that Damian might be a monster who was born at the age of 14 and then lived like this for 14 years?

Is it because my dad is a bad cooking monster, and they must be at least a little bit similar as father and son?

While thinking, I still don’t forget to complain in my heart. I think my ability to accept is getting better and better.

So after 10 minutes, I turned off my phone sternly.Then I moved my computer and drawing board to the front, and opened the drawing software peacefully.

While retrieving the information, the painting of Ye Yi that was supposed to be completed today appeared in front of me. I paused for two seconds, and then fiercely opened a blank file to schedule the painting. Pull directly to the end.

Damn, you still use the fact that your idol is yourself to fool me, let me make a big fool of yourself in front of Tony? My idol? Stark, go back, even if I draw Damian first you!

Because I dare not let other people know about my brain damage.Therefore, there is no reason to even pull the black dick on the mobile phone. I can only secretly push the pictures that were originally colored today and can be sent out after being refined tomorrow to the end of the schedule.Then happily stared at the blank file in a daze.

So what should I draw?

My idol?No, he just snatched half of my fried pasta with olive oil. To punish him, I decided to draw him in the next picture.

And I think my idol was obviously holding back bad intentions just now, and I didn't see anything. This is a kind of intuition that belongs to women!

I can swear he just wanted to see me laugh.After all, it was only in the morning that I clearly revealed that I didn't know that Damian was Robin. By the same token, I probably didn't know that Dick was Nightwing either!

He must be greedy for my only remaining pasta. Fortunately, my will to cook has overcome my embarrassment and despair, and I have successfully kept my breakfast under the hands of my idol.

Damn, it's rare that someone can eat more than me.

I was spinning the stylus in my hand boredly while brainstorming.Then I suddenly thought of something and raised my head excitedly.

Think about where I am now, think about myself.

As an American superhero I admired the most, think of those two great, bright and just men who look alike!

That's right, it's you, Superman and Captain America!America's moral benchmark, Americans will never hate - except Luther's anti-Superman severe paranoid patient - the two of them!

It's better to act quickly if you are excited. These two superheroes who have appeared on TV all the year round are much more impressive than that guy Ye Yi.

Whether it is the delicate face of a god on earth like a Greek God of War sculpture, or the resolute and hopeful face of a moral benchmark, they can bring light and hope to people.

To put it simply, I often look at my phone and smile like a fool.

I just did it, after I conceived the composition of the painting a little bit, I started to make a draft, and I didn't notice the passage of time. When I raised my head again, I started to protest again because of my unfilled stomach in the morning. I realized that it was already past lunch time.

Looking back, Tony is still knocking in the studio full of transparent glass. At the same time, the blue transparent projection in front of him is still decomposing several assembly actions, which looks very high-end and high-grade. .

It is a field that me and other mortals cannot intervene.

I put down the stylus in my hand, then turned on the phone, and clicked on the [580 Difficult Requests from Difficult Bosses] file that Miss Pepper took the time to send me while I was painting. The note read: "No matter how much Tony asks, don't let him eat donuts and cheeseburgers."

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I raised my head in a daze, thinking of the two donuts I carried for breakfast today that should have belonged to me.

"Roxy?" At this moment, I heard the voice of my boss, he poked his head out of the studio, saw me sitting on the bar drawing, and said, "You haven't eaten your lunch yet, have you? I know a good American restaurant that has an amazing cheeseburger."

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May I ask if Miss Pepper will expel me directly after half a month and never hire me?

I didn't expect that on my first day at work, not only would I have to endure the tragedy of social death, but I would even fall into the situation of choosing my mother or my father, no, my boss or my boss' secretary.

Dad, I want to go back to the Batcave and hang upside down in the cave with the bats.