[Zhongyingmei] Born to be Superman

The first day after Christmas.

Clark dug his powder-sleeping daughter out of the bed, Marzanina collapsed into a ball of ooze, hanging on Clark's shoulders, her two meaty paws swayed on Clark's back, Clark stared at her in a dazed sleep. The staring Mazanina sent it to the sink in the bathroom, squeezed the toothpaste from the children's electric toothbrush and stuffed it into the hand of Mazanina who was holding the sink with her left hand with her eyes closed.

Clark heard the children's electric toothbrush "buzzing" in Xiao Nizi's mouth. After a while, Marzanina woke up completely, staring at the mirror with blue eyes, Clark looked at his daughter's reaction , asked: "Are you awake?"

"Well, um." Mazanina yawned big and said to Clark, "Good morning, Papa."

"Morning," Clark said, "I'm going to kindergarten today." Clark looked at the little princess's wrinkled face, and said, "Bruce will send you off." Clark looked at the little girl's eyes, Clarke said, "I'm going to drive to the Metropolis, go ahead, baby."

"Let's go, let's go, one!"

Clark gave me one.

Mazanina took a sip of toothpaste bubbles, and then sneaked a few glances in the direction of the bedside table in the bedroom. The little girl thought she was hiding her actions, and Clark glanced at Mazanina's jewelry box hidden in the bedside table.

Unhindered, Clark saw a laurel wreath in the jewelry box, a princess hair crown entwined with gold tassels—small but extremely delicate, and Clark could see traces of manual poking and grinding of the hair crown. This is a purely handmade hair ornament. Moreover, there are fine and complex textures on the inner side of the hair crown. The style of this hair crown is almost exactly the same as the hair crown on the Nordic murals.

Clark kissed Xiao Nizi's baby fat face and said, "Goodbye, baby, see you tonight."

Clark walked out of the bathroom and closed the door behind him. Mazanina will wash up next, choose and match clothes by herself, and then go down to have breakfast by herself after changing.Clark went downstairs. He walked straight into the dining room, and saw Bruce sitting at the dining table in a well-dressed manner, reading the newspaper.

Clark grabbed the sandwich wrapped in plastic wrap on the table, Bruce put down the newspaper in his hand, and watched his boyfriend come over, he said: "B, pay attention when you send Nina to the kindergarten, I think Nina My son wants to take a small gift of jewelry from Christmas to the kindergarten."

Bruce raised his eyebrows and said: "I know, I guessed it when she came back last night to unwrap the presents and put the small bracelet and necklace into the flannel box. I guess she wanted to take it to the kindergarten to share with her little friends. It's okay. , Those who give my daughter gifts to please me will not give their children anything valuable."

"Everything has gone through security," Bruce added, "No problem."

"Isn't it expensive?" Clark described the style of the golden spike hair crown to Bruce, and Clark said, "That hair crown looks very delicate and expensive."

Bruce was taken aback, quite surprised, and asked, "You mean a hair crown?"

Clark looked at Bruce's face and asked in surprise, "Didn't you see it?" The answer to Clark was that Bruce immediately stood up and walked upstairs. Clark threw the sandwich in his hand back on the dining table, and the two walked hurriedly. Walking to Mazanina's bedroom door, Bruce raised his hand and knocked on the door, asking, "Nina, can I come in?"

"Dad, I'm changing clothes. Wait a minute..." After a while, I heard Mazanina running to the bedroom door and opening the bedroom door. Mazanina looked puzzled, "What's the matter, Dad?"

"Nina," the two led the children into the bedroom, and Bruce asked, "Are you going to take the presents you received for Christmas to the kindergarten?"

Mazanina nodded bitterly, and asked aggrievedly: "Can't I take my own things to the kindergarten?"

"Of course." Bruce and Clark sat down beside Mazanina's bed, and Bruce said, "Just, is there a hair crown in your little box, can you show it to Dad?"

"Of course!" Mazanina ran to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and took out a velvet box from inside. She opened the lid of the box, reached into the box and picked up the golden hair crown. Shanina's actions can see her love for this hair crown.

Bruce stretched out his right hand, and Marzanina put the small and exquisite hair crown on Bruce's hand. Clark looked at the hair crown at a close distance, and he looked more carefully. It is suitable for a five-year-old girl to wear, and each grain of the finely shattered gold spikes has been carefully carved. Bruce held the hair crown in his hand and looked at it carefully.

Bruce twisted the hair crown with his hands, and showed Clark the pattern on the inside of the hair crown that Clark thought was a carved pattern. Clark looked at this line of fine textures. is the Old English spelling, which translates into modern language as:

May all the good things in the world bless you to grow up healthily.

Marzanina chirped on the side: "What's the matter, Dad, I found this hair crown in the gift pile at home, isn't it so beautiful?" Clark shook the little girl's hand and nodded, She watched Bruce carefully check the posture of the little hair crown, and asked in a low voice: "Papa, what is Dad doing?"

"This gift, we don't know who sent it," Clark explained. "Dad needs to take this tiara to check. Does Nina remember what else was in the gift box that contained this tiara?"

"Remember," Mazanina said immediately. The little girl has a good memory. She bounced and walked to the bay window. There were a dozen children's picture books there. She found the story of Snow White and took out a book from it. A blank piece of paper, Mazanina said at the same time: "There is another piece of paper. Look, papa, there is a picture of me on it."

Clark's eyes fell on the paper, and Bruce also looked over. The two of them almost trembled at the moment when their eyes focused on the paper. There was a tall and handsome girl drawn on this paper. She was wearing a white knee-length dress. The skirt, the smile is sweet, but just by looking at the appearance, Clark and Bruce can recognize it. This must be the appearance of the soft and cute little princess when she grows up.

The two fathers stared at this meticulously painted painting, and they didn't know why an emotion between irritability and unhappiness arose in their hearts. The grown-up Mazanina drawn in this painting was smart and lively It's obvious that the person who portrayed it blended eighty percent of his meticulous feelings into the painting, especially the pair of blue eyes that seem to be shining.

How should I put it, this painting gives people a feeling that the painter seems to be expressing - I am waiting for you to grow up and grow up to the appearance in my memory.

Clark asked, "How do you know it's you?"

Martha Nina answered this question like this, she replied: "It's me, this must be what I will look like when I grow up!" This fits with speculation that Nina has actually grown up in the future.

Clark turned over the paper in his hand, and at the moment when the paper on the back was turned upside down, it was as if the fog covering the scenery was blown away by the wind, and a few lines of handsome characters appeared on the page .

Please don't suspect that I have bad intentions. This is an ornament made by my mother, Fajiali, the mother of the gods. It has no magic power and only represents my blessing to Masanina.

LOKI

Bruce also saw these lines. He took out a napkin from the bedside table and wrapped the hair crown. The little girl's mouth was already pouted. Bruce looked at the daughter with her arms folded and her head cocked, and said, "I'm just checking Give it a shot, I will give it to you tomorrow, and I promise it will be exactly the same as now."

"That's fine." As soon as Mazanina put her paws on the bed, she hugged Bruce's waist and buried her face before she began to act coquettishly: "You promise, Dad!"

"I promise."

Clark understood Bruce's implication without hesitation. I have to say that a five-year-old girl is easy to deceive. Bruce didn't lie. returned.

To put it bluntly, the name Loki is still on Bruce's key watch list, a gift from an alien who claims to be a god and has an occasional act from the universe with unknown intentions. Batman is very worthy of Loki's gift for not destroying it immediately sincerity.

"Are you looking for Zatanna?" Clark asked.

Bruce nodded.

Clark patted his boyfriend on the shoulder, and Zatanna tried to establish a connection with Bruce, and as a person of the opposite sex who was clearly rejected by Bruce, God knows what the magician will look like to Bruce.

After rubbing against each other for a long time, Mazanina raised her head, looked at Clark, and said in surprise, "Papa, why haven't you left yet?" Bruce raised his head, tilted his head at the same angle as his daughter, and pointed at his Boyfriend winks.

Clark looked up at his watch as if he had been violently attacked, "Hey!" Clark stepped out, rushed out quickly, and ran to the restaurant to get his sandwich.

The driver of the classic car rarely increased his speed today. He drove all the way to the FBI branch in the metropolis. He saw an agent wearing a flannel cap waiting at the gate with his hands in his pockets and his neck shrunk. He compared him when he arrived. A gesture signaled him to turn around directly, Clark turned the front of the car around, and Kate opened the passenger door and sat in.

"Hi!" Kate greeted.

Clark nodded and asked, "Where are you going?"

Kate was holding the mobile phone in her hand, and while looking at the messages that kept popping up on the mobile phone, she said: "... I didn't expect that there would be a murder case as soon as the vacation is over, and the on-site investigation has arrived, Clark, you can start Slow down..." Kate introduced the case while staring at the phone screen: "According to the report of the case, the deceased was a woman, and she did not have any identification to prove her identity. In addition, the crime took place at the intersection of Metropolis and Gotham. The Metropolitan Police referred the case to us."

"Don't you tell me, Kate," Clark said, "that the body was found at sea?"

Kate stared at Clark, nodded, and the address of the crime was displayed on the unlocked screen, and said, "The fishing boat that went fishing yesterday caught it, and the case was only transferred to us today."

Clark braked, turned the car around and drove back, saying, "Then you contact the people at the scene and ask them to bring the body over directly. Even though it's winter, the body is highly decomposed. It is estimated that there will be no evidence left at the scene, no Need to go." While speaking, Clark reversed the car into the parking space.

Kate sat in the co-pilot seat and relayed Clark's meaning on the phone. She hung up the phone and saw a small envelope in Clark's hand. Kate's eyes lit up. Kate opened the envelope and took it out. Three photos are released, which are the white background photos of the façade of the three superheroes, and the Q version of the superheroes are painted on the back of the three photos.

"Wow." Kate gasped.

Clark explained: "What Batman means is that photos are okay, and figures are also okay. Even in the future, the Justice League will set up a cultural and creative company to sell various peripherals, but signatures are not allowed. Handwriting is part of the hero's privacy." Clarke Not at all, Kate knows she's Superman because she recognizes his handwriting.

Kate held the photo to her chest and said: "I am very satisfied, thank you, Clark! Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome. Batman has consulted with members of the alliance. If you want to know the details of the figure, you can check the official website of the alliance."

"Justice League still has an official website? Wait, Batman is still planning to sell the hero's merchandise? I want to buy it!"

"The big frame has been released, and it's relatively official now. There are no shadows around, so let's stop talking," Clarka drove the door and walked out, saying, "I'm going to the office. I'll let you know when the body is transported to the autopsy."