How to be a hero with Crispy Skin Cure

New York time, eleven o'clock at night.

Fiona is still sitting at the piano, continuing to practice "Forest Polka".She was not in a good state, and the originally relaxed and leisurely tune was played a bit eagerly by her, which fit the mood of the player very well.

V?I?S? After nine o'clock, she will be reminded to go to bed every half hour, and she always says to practice for another 5 minutes.

Being able to extend 5 minutes infinitely is probably the traditional art of the Wayne family.Now, AI finally has the same problem as Alfred.

At the end of the song, VIS? finally found the opportunity to interject.

"Miss Fiona, you really should rest."

The voice of V?I?S? has a bit of humanized sadness, "You are still in the stage of growing your body, and your daily sleep time should not be less than 10 hours."

Fiona's fingertips paused for a moment before continuing with a new round of practice.

She almost replied without thinking, "Wait another 5 minutes."

It's already the 25th 5 minutes, V?I?S? sigh.

What else can I do, not forgive her again and again.

"Miss Fiona, in this situation, the marginal benefit you can get from continuing to practice will only continue to diminish. I suggest you go to sleep first, and practice when you are full of energy can make greater progress."

She just responded with a hmm, indicating that she heard it, but the fingers that were still playing did not intend to stop.

Well, since reasoning is useless...

It seems that he can only use this trick.

This is the secret that makes countless children frightened by the news, and the obedient baby is more obedient——

"If you don't go to bed, I can only ask Mr. to come over."

The ultimate must kill? Call the parents.

Fiona pressed the wrong key, and the whole piece came to an abrupt end after a dissonant sound.

"Are you kidding me?" She lowered her head and pressed the keys randomly, "Dad is sleeping, don't disturb him."

"Compared to letting my husband see your dark circles tomorrow morning, I believe he will be more willing to take 5 minutes to put you to sleep."

One person, one intelligence stalemate in the air for another half a minute, and finally ended with Fiona's compromise.

It's just that when she left the piano, it was as if her soul had been sucked out, and her whole body was devastated.

V?I?S? comforted her: "Miss Fiona, you have made quite good progress tonight. As long as you keep practicing, your piano playing level will improve soon, so there is no need to rush today."

Of course Fiona knows that playing an instrument is never easy, but...

Bella sent a message to tell her that tomorrow happens to be the interest class and the day for the students to show.

As a new classmate, she has such a famous reputation, she can't escape to perform on stage no matter what.

V?I?S? dimmed the lights in the room for her and said goodnight to her.

Fiona tossed and turned, always feeling like something was clogging her heart.She lay on the bed for another hour, until she couldn't resist the churning drowsiness in her body, and she fell asleep with heavy anxiety.

But tonight, the sweet dream did not favor her.

When she was woken up by the alarm in a cold sweat, the voices mocking her seemed to be on stereo, still hovering in her ears.

Why is she playing so poorly? She is so shy to be on stage at this level. Is she really Tony's daughter...

In the haze, another person stood up to expose her:

"Fiona is not a genius at all, she is just pretending!"

"She is withdrawn, indifferent, and everyone dislikes her. In Gotham, she is a joke in the aristocratic circle!"

In the dream, she struggled to refute, but she couldn't say any powerful counterattack.The students' expressions changed when they saw her, and their faces were full of disgust and disgust.

No, that's not the case...

Tony said that she is a good child, so he likes her very much!

"Good morning, Miss Fiona."

V?I?S?'s greeting brought her back to reality, "Your heart is beating a little fast, is there anything I can do for you?"

Fiona sat up slowly, shaking her head a few times to keep herself awake.

"It's okay, I'll just calm down by myself."

On the second day of school, only the driver took her there.Tony is willing to pick him up every day, but Fiona knows he is busy and firmly refuses him.

She quickly finished her morning wash in the suite, and wanted to go to school earlier.At least, you can also go to the piano classroom to practice when the classmates are not here.

When Fiona opened the door of the room to welcome breakfast, a pink thermos was also delivered with her.

She picked up the note above:

[When I heard you talking yesterday, your voice was not right, it seemed to be a precursor to a cold.In addition to wearing more clothes, you also need to drink more hot water. I added a small device to this cup, which can be set to adjust the temperature from 0 to 100 degrees Celsius. It is very convenient for drinking hot water or making granules.I hope you feel better after a good night's sleep, if not, remember to see a doctor.

I don't know much about patterns that girls like, but from what Tony said, maybe pink would be a good choice?Hope you like it.Banner. 】

what……

Looking back, she was a little dizzy yesterday, but she was so focused on playing the piano that she didn't forget to think about the direction of her cold.Unexpectedly, Dr. Banner would be so careful.

However, is it true that she likes the pink stalk?

Obviously Tony likes it QAQ

"Vis, is the doctor awake?"

"Not yet. If Miss Fiona wants to thank him in person, I suggest waiting until the afternoon."

Except for Steve, who has a very regular schedule, everyone in the Fulian base is a late-night player.

Although Tony seems to have corrected it now, V? I? S? What he said to him is how to set a good example for his daughter if he doesn't sleep anymore.

Fiona took a few bites of the sandwich in a hurry, gulped down half a cup of milk cereal, finished her breakfast hastily, and headed straight to the underground garage.

On the way, Steve, who just came back from his morning run, greeted her: "Good morning, Feifei. It's still early for you to go to school, so don't be so anxious."

He looked like he wanted to chat with her for a while: "Have you had breakfast, today there are dumplings, which are traditional Chinese food. Have you tried them?"

No, in a hurry, Fiona chose the quickest sandwich and cereal.

“Dumplings are really good.”

She smiled stiffly, "I'm sorry, Steve, I have to go. Be prepared in advance for possible traffic jams. There is nothing wrong with getting to school early, so be prepared. You know the road conditions in New York."

It's true that big cities are always stuck in traffic.

Steve saw her absent-mindedness, and was puzzled by the conclusion of their discussion.

If Feifei really doesn't like school, why is there a rush to go now?

"Okay, then you go first. If you need to find us for something, call back at any time. Don't feel that you will trouble us, you know. If I miss your business, I will feel regretful and annoyed."

He shook his phone, "I'm not very good at using the new model, I usually miss calls, but I set a special reminder for your incoming call, and it will ring very loudly. Natasha helped me adjust it. "

Although this was laughed at by Clint for a while, it really looks like a function of an old mobile phone, but it's good to be practical.

Such a straightforward preference made Fiona's heart suddenly much more stable.

It was just a dream, she is not a child that no one likes——

The thermos in her schoolbag is still a bit heavy.

Fiona waved him goodbye and headed for the garage still quickly, but less impatiently.

-

Gotham.

Bruce and Jason are talking in an abandoned factory building, where Fiona disappeared.

No one wants to use the word death to describe it.

Bruce bought this place a long time ago, and no one is allowed to enter or leave.But no matter how many methods he tried, he couldn't find a trace of spatial fluctuations.

"I need an explanation."

Trying to control his anger, Jason spread out a newspaper.

[Bruce Wayne announced that his daughter Fiona is seriously ill and may not be able to wake up. 】

Bruce, the protagonist of this news, said nothing.

Silence, again silence.

"Seriously ill, what does it mean that you may never wake up? Didn't you go to find her, why didn't you bring her back?"

If the thing in his hand was not a fluffy newspaper, but a hammer, Jason really wanted to hammer Batman's head directly.

Although he definitely can't break through the defense of the bat armor.

Batman's answer was short: "I can't bring it back for a while."

Jason waited a few more seconds before realizing he had finished speaking.

There was no explanation, no reason, just a conclusion he could already guess.

With Batman like this, it would be weird to bring Fiona back!

"I'm asking why you couldn't bring it back!" Jason was so angry that he jumped his feet. "If you couldn't do this, you should have given me this opportunity at that time. Don't you have any points in your heart?"

Batman:  …

No, it's Jason who doesn't count, the guy who feels too good about himself.

The person Fiona relies on and cannot live without is obviously herself.

Jason is still complaining: "Even if there is no way for a while, why do you insist that she is sick? Let those who don't know guess and guess... your family's relationship is a mess. What's the point! Just find an excuse and say that Gotham is not safe, can't you send it to other countries to study?"

To say that she is sick is to put Fiona on the cusp of public opinion in Gotham once again.

There is no way, who makes the grievances of the rich and powerful families always be the favorite plot of the masses to eat melons and watch the excitement.Just this one piece of information is almost enough to make up a bloody plot as thick as several books.

This time, Batman finally explained: "Olan has been restless lately. Before she spreads the news of Fiona's death, I must first plan how to deal with it."

"What is that woman going crazy again? I really want to..."

The second half of the sentence he didn't say finally managed to swallow it back under Batman's disapproving eyes.

Jason was still very unwilling: "Is there really no way to see Fiona again? She is not close to you, let me go, she will definitely be willing to come back when she sees me!"

This made the old father very uncomfortable, but it was true from Jason's perspective.Fiona was already in elementary school when he came to the house.

It's been a long, long time since Fiona was very clingy to herself and would always act like a baby and want to be hugged.

Jason, on the other hand, has a very good relationship with Fiona.

When he concealed the truth and only said that Jason died in a car accident, Fiona was not as depressed as usual, but asked him about the details of the accident uncharacteristically.

Although his fabricated car accident hid the people of Gotham, it still made Fiona discover the clue.

It was probably then that she began to wonder about their nocturnal identities.Later, the truth was slowly discovered in the speculation.

"I have no way to contact Caroline." Batman didn't answer him directly.

Jason looked at him speechlessly: "Is it the first day I know you? That guy doesn't look too smart. If you didn't do anything when she left, I'll take Ye Yi's bag Eat all the worst oatmeal dry!"

(Dick in Bludhaven: ?)

"I did, but don't forget, Batman is also on the other side."

What he can think of, he can think of another, which is tantamount to doing it for nothing.

Jason choked.

Damn, it does make sense to say that.

"Is there really no way?" He still refused to give up and asked.

There's so much involved in crossing two worlds that Batman doesn't intend to involve anyone else.

He replied, "No."

Jason knew he had reservations, and Batman himself knew it better.

Solve this.

He crumpled up the newspaper irritably and threw it at the mossy wall.

The lighting here is extremely poor and the air is humid.How long was Fiona tied up here?

Maybe she will be very desperate, she will keep praying for salvation, looking forward to and complaining about her family members who have not appeared for a long time in her heart.

He heard about Allen's crazy behavior, and Jason who learned about it only hated himself for returning too late.

At that time, his external state was still dead, and Fiona couldn't even pin her hopes on him.

If he was here, he would trade the clown's name for Fiona's safety, regardless of the other party's plots and tricks, or whether the stance was based on justice, he would definitely cut off the clown's head with a knife before talking about it!

Even if he will be held accountable by Batman afterwards... Bah, compared to Fiona's safety, what's the deal with the old bat?

They couldn't have reconciled anyway!

The two people who had nothing to say finally let the atmosphere fall into dead silence.

Jason was bored, he found that today's conversation is not very meaningful.He didn't hear any effective information he wanted, and he didn't get the promise from Batman, even if he had the opportunity to see Fiona again, he would consider notifying him.

He turned to leave, but was stopped by Batman.

"Wait a moment."

Jason left his back impatiently, "What's the matter, I'm busy."

"Ah Fu let me tell you, the weather is cold."

Not surprisingly, there is no second half of the sentence.

Jason found this very boring.

What's the point? Bruce clearly knows that what he needs is not this——

He just wants to find out where Fiona is, and he just wants to watch the clown go to hell.

"Forget it's not about Fiona." Jason wanted to turn his head and scold him, but he held back, "Do you really think I'd like to talk to you a little more? Fiona is so stupid, she I used to be sad because you didn't care about her. She didn't even know that you never lacked..."

He still didn't finish the murderous sentence in the end, but the emergency pause would not affect its meaning.

Jason wondered if Bruce's face would turn ugly.Will he feel heartache and guilt for a moment, for Fiona who has left here.

That's his blood flowing in his body, his own daughter.

But through the mask, he has no way of knowing Batman's true emotions.

Heh, he said it as if he would know if he took off the mask.

"I care about each and every one of you."

The voice processed by the voice changer is extremely hoarse, but it fits his tone very well at this moment.

He opened his mouth slowly, each word like nails being driven into the ground heavily.

"Whether it's her or you...you are all my children."

If that little fellow Fiona was here, she would have been so moved that tears flowed down her cheeks.

She is like that, silly, as long as others give her a little sweetness, she can forget everything from the past.

But Jason can't.

Two in a row—two in a row, he said, every child he cared about had died directly or indirectly from the Joker, and the killer was alive and well.

Everything you say is false, and only the facts are the best proof.

He couldn't help showing sarcasm: "Well, you care. Just like people occasionally care about how the ants move, when the flowers will bloom, and whether it will rain tomorrow. There are too many things worth caring about in Gotham, Can the two of us be ranked?"

"Pull out a list, I'm afraid I have to search from the bottom up."

Batman's silence still answered him to these cruel and heart-wrenching words.

After a long time, he said: "You are angry."

"I know, you don't think that way. Neither does Fiona."

...Really? Hell.

Even if he said one sentence, it was not what you thought, but it was much stronger than this sentence!

Come on, this is Batman.For him, there is still a fart to count on.

"Of course she won't! She's not like you..."

Jason snorted and left without hesitation.

This time, Batman didn't make him wait any longer.

-

Fiona thought she had arrived early, but to her surprise, there were already people in the piano classroom.

Listening to the not-so-smooth playing sound from the classroom, she strangely built up a trace of self-confidence.

Well, saying this is not very friendly to the students inside.But, is there really such an ordinary student in the school...

Sounds like a beginner level.

She tapped twice on the door, then opened it and walked in.

The girl sitting on the piano bench seemed to be taken aback.She wanted to stand up in a panic, and her wringing hands revealed the extreme anxiety in her heart.

Fiona didn't realize that it was Sarah playing the piano.

"I'm sorry, I, I'm leaving now..."

Before Fiona opened her mouth, Sarah bowed and apologized, "I know that only students who choose piano lessons can use it, but at this time, no one uses it. So I..."

Fiona's mood suddenly became very delicate.

She just opened the door without saying a word.

"This is a public resource of the school." She didn't pick up Sarah's words. "All students in the school can use it, but students who choose piano lessons have priority. Since no one is here, of course you can use it."

This classroom is very large, and there are no less than thirty pianos, which already exceeds the number of piano students in the junior high school.

Sarah's expression still looked tense: "You don't mind?"

"do not mind."

In fact, she was a little concerned. With her here, Fiona's plan to practice secretly would not work.But like she just said, the piano here is a public resource of the school.

Although this school is hers.

Sarah was relieved. "Thank you, Stark. You're so kind."

Fiona, who was issued a good person card, didn't know how to respond, she could only smile.

Along with the acknowledgment of being a good guy, it's like flipping some kind of switch.

Sarah asked again: "Why did you come here so early? If you want to play the piano, there must be one at home."

That's right, if I knew it earlier, I would bomb it at the base...

But if they continue to play, they may misunderstand that they are crazy about piano.

"really envy you."

Sarah's eyes are highly similar to what she said, "You have such good conditions since you were a child, and you like playing the piano so much, you must play very well, right?"

Fiona tapped her toes in embarrassment: "Just, so-so."

"You rich people are very humble, I understand." Sarah sighed, "If you have a teacher who teaches one-on-one, how can you be worse? Unlike me..."

Before Fiona could speak, Sarah continued, "Have you ever given a solo recital? Many people in this class have."

What, what?

Fiona's pupils were shocked.

Isn't this called, interest class?

Why suddenly turned into a piano elite camp, this is not right!

Sarah said to herself again: "What piece are you going to perform today, is it "Petruska" or "Memories of Don Juan"?"

Fiona:  …

Let's talk about something human, is that something she dares to dream of at her level?

etc--

"Hey, how do you know that I'm going to play the piano today?"

Sarah blinked: "Didn't you log on to the school forum? The whole school knows about this news. Many students have taken the morning off and want to come and see you playing the piano. Everyone is looking forward to it."

What is thunder from heaven.

Fiona felt that the smile on her face must be ugly, and she could hardly stand still.

Before departure, the heart that had just been stabilized by the captain and Dr. Banner was beating violently uncontrollably by her.

The worst plan she ever made was to lose face in front of a dozen classmates.But judging by the current situation...

I am afraid

Her reputation as a waste will soon spread throughout the school.

Fiona forced herself to remain calm, "It's just a demonstration in the interest class, nothing interesting."

"Ah, even if you eat and drink, many people will care about you." Sarah casually said the facts at the moment, "Flow, that's it."

How to do how to do……

Fiona didn't want to hear Sarah go on at all, her mind was full of the presentation she was going to give this morning.

"I won't bother you to continue practicing."

She couldn't remember whether she kept smiling, and she didn't want to think about Sarah's reaction.

She walked to the classroom of the first class, feeling heavier than the schoolbag she was carrying.

In fact, the course requirements for the piano interest course are not difficult, just like its name, it is just an interest.

Fiona has seen the assessment arrangement for this course. In addition to the daily attendance data, there are also piano-related knowledge written tests and the instructor's grading.

In order to cater for students of different levels, the scoring standard is based on the level of progress at the beginning and end of the semester.Playing is not deceiving, everyone can feel it, which is quite fair.

In other words, even if she plays like Sarah, she still has a chance to get good grades at the end of the semester, and she even has more room for improvement.

but……

How could Miss Stark's first performance, which was expected, become the joke of the whole school in that way?

She would shame the name Tony cared so much about.

Fiona was in such a desperate mood.

-

Avengers base.

Tony rubbed his sleepy eyes and asked into the air, "VIS, what time is it?"

"It's eight thirty in the morning, sir."

Oh, it's so early... Tony, who gets up after ten o'clock all the year round, is still a little confused.

No, didn't he set the alarm clock at eight o'clock?

With a jolt, he quickly bounced off the bed.

"What's going on, V?I?S? Why didn't you call me?! If you do this, I will miss sending Annie to school!"

The voice of artificial intelligence simulated a little helplessness: "Sir, Miss Fiona has already arrived at school."

I just remembered to send it now, but it was really too late.

"It's so early!" Tony was stunned. "Didn't the first class start at nine o'clock? They changed the schedule secretly? This is not okay. I will call the principal now. Our family Annie can't go to school so early, and she is sleeping." Not enough!"

Sleep is important for a teenager's development.On this point, Tony and Steve rarely reached an agreement.

Although he himself can't agree with the idea of ​​going to bed at ten o'clock, Fiona can go to bed early and wake up early.

"That's not the case, sir. Iris Middle School's schedule has not changed, and it was Miss Fiona who asked to leave early."

"Did she say why?"

"No, sir."

Tony scratched his hair suspiciously, "I thought she didn't like that school..."

But thinking of her studying hard a few days ago, Tony was relieved.

Will the king of academic papers affect his studies because he doesn't like school?impossible.

Alas, his family's Annie is just too good, that's up to him.

He was too hasty when he got up just now, and now he has lost all sleepiness.Since he couldn't sleep, he simply ordered breakfast in the suite, ready to start a new day.

Tony was reading the news while eating dumplings.Most of the headlines are about his daughter, the live photos were posted yesterday, and this morning is all review and summary——

It's really hard for these media practitioners to use those few blurred pictures over and over again to compile one report after another that is similar with minor differences.

Individuals with big brains really dare to write anything.

"Mysterious top daughter, she is a 14-year-old piano genius, a personal disciple of Liszt. Beethoven once praised her piano skills, and Mozart felt ashamed in front of her..."

Tony rolled his eyes almost to the sky, and he has a new understanding of the lower limit of these unnutritious news.

After a little research, you can know that these musicians have passed away for hundreds of years!

"Why does this pompous stuff continue to exist."

Tony asked dissatisfiedly, "Didn't you tell them to warn them? No matter how useful Stark's name is, you can't edit my daughter like this?"

"Sir, they didn't write Miss Fiona's first and last name, so they will be more unscrupulous."

Tony:  …

But these adjectives, a fool can tell that they are talking about Fiona, he is so mad!

"It's not okay to play around!" Tony said angrily, "Annie can't be consumed by them like this. Inform the legal team and let them send lawyers' letters one by one. If the workload is heavy, we can expand the enrollment, and the overtime allowance will be doubled on the original basis."

"Okay, sir."

After arranging these, Tony's mood improved slightly.

"I really want to hear her play the piano." He took a sip of soy milk, "Are you sure this is served with dumplings?"

Like drinking coffee, he habitually added two packets of sugar.

So sweet.

V?I?S? was about to explain, but Tony continued, "Just like my Annie, sweet."

#artificial intelligence feels speechless

#Some people look serious on the surface, but they are actually daughter slaves.

He automatically ignored this sentence, and then Tony said with emotion at the beginning:

"Miss Fiona has been practicing hard. You know you mean a lot to her, so she wants the best for you."

Tony was satisfied: "Of course. When I went to see her yesterday, she was too shy to play. That little girl is really shy."

"By the way, what time did she practice last night?"

V?I?S? stuck for a while, but still answered truthfully: "Eleven o'clock."

"so late?!"

The corn and pork dumplings in Tony's mouth are not fragrant.

"I can't go on like this. Annie is still young, and her sleeping time can't be taken away."

He put down the fork worriedly, "I bought her a piano to pass the time. I didn't expect her to like it so much..."

Children like it, and it is not a bad hobby. Parents should support it.If Fiona wants to take the path of art, Tony will definitely not object, and will be happy to see it succeed.

He hesitated: "Otherwise, I'll change her to another music school. What do you think?"

But he always felt that something was wrong.

It always felt, it seemed, that Fiona didn't like the piano that much when she was practicing last night.

Then what did she practice so hard for?

V?I?S? reminded: "Sir, I think the first person you want to discuss with should be Miss Fiona herself."

"Yes, come to think of it, we must respect the child's personal wishes."

Tony patted his head, mocking himself a bit, "When I was a son, I was dissatisfied with my father, and when I was a father, I always forgot."

"You have done well, sir."

"Let's find a few music schools as alternatives first. If she also has this wish, I can help her do it quickly."

Tony found a pen, and started to record on a napkin, "It can't be too far from here, otherwise she will have a hard time going to school every day; the school environment is better, as long as the hardware facilities are in place, I can sponsor the rest; oh, the campus atmosphere needs to be Harmonious, the kind of thing that was said yesterday must never happen again..."

"Why don't I build one, the open space next to the base is really nice."

His hands, which can create billions of fortunes, are now writing the various conditions for choosing a school for his daughter.

V?I?S? didn't disturb Tony's concentration.He knew that Mr. enjoyed this process of thinking about Miss Fiona very much.

The deep fatherly love from Tony always needs some channels to cast.

-

This piano interest class was crowded with onlookers because of the news that Miss Stark would perform publicly for the first time.Though it's still a long time before she goes on stage, the flashes and shutters

It never stopped.

"Her popularity is really high, even more exaggerated than a star."

"After all, it's Stark. Iron Man is already very popular."

"What pieces do you think she can play? I'm curious about her piano skills."

"Didn't you say she is a piano genius?"

"The news on the Internet is too exaggerated. Do you believe this?"

"Even if you're not a genius, you should be very good. Our school's piano interest class is full of bosses, and those who have no level are embarrassed to report."

"Oh, the piano. Didn't we learn it since we were young? Anyone can pass the tenth grade. Those are not big guys, except Wayne."

The familiar surname made Fiona, who had been vaguely listening to the chats of her classmates, startled.

Then she remembered that it wasn't her that Wayne was talking about, it was Bella.

It's really not used to it.

There are a total of thirteen students in the piano interest class of this grade. As a new member, she is the last one to play.The more she listened to the performance of the students in front of her, the stronger Fiona's sense of despair became.

Just like they whispered just now—everyone in this interest class is really good.

Moreover, it turned out to be more and more powerful.How is this arranged in order, kill her.

She is the last one on stage, how will she act?

It's too late to change the order even now.At her level, following any classmate is only for dimensionality reduction.

Fiona was sweating all over nervously, and Bella next to her asked her, "Feifei, are you hot?"

Bella handed her a tissue and whispered, "Be careful with makeup."

Fiona didn't have the extra energy to explain that she wasn't wearing makeup, but she wanted to pass out quickly so she wouldn't have to act.

It's a pity that she doesn't wear very thick clothes today, which is really not enough to do this.

During Fiona's long, agonizing wait, it was Bella's turn, No. 12.

She is the penultimate one, and when she finishes, she will be herself.

The performance of the No. 11 students received full applause, and Bella, who was named and praised by other students as a real boss, probably had a higher level.

... Please, even if I make a slight mistake?

Fiona was taken aback by the thought that popped up in her mind, and she felt immensely ashamed.

It's all because she can't play well, and she even cursed others for not playing well.Just to make herself, who was behind her, look less ashamed.

Fiona spat at herself sadly in her heart.

From the first few syllables Bella played, she knew what fate she was about to usher in.

It's Liszt's "Wild-o'-the-wisps".

At Bella's age, being able to play this piece of music in public, even if it's just one of the less complicated selections, she deserves the title of genius.

Bella Wayne, is a true genius.

The kind that doesn't contain a little moisture.