[Comprehensive British and American] When station B dominates superheroes

In order to avoid the media like a fly smelling carrion, after the media darling Bruce Baby left, Sylvia went directly to an alley, avoided surveillance and went back into the shopping mall, changing her brown hair and blue eyes The appearance and another set of clothes before returning to the previous Wayne Technology Building.

It was already afternoon, and the 210-minute objective knowledge contest had already come to an end, and the separated screen turned to the next session.

Sylvia found a group of people from Midtown High School in the camera. The second round of interviews tested language skills and speech etiquette. This round is not very advantageous for Chinese students whose mother tongue is not English, but they can rely on Live performance makes up.

Although Peter is relatively "uncheerful" in school, his chattering attributes are still very useful at critical moments.

Under the close-up of the camera, Sylvia propped her elbows, and found that the little spider's soda sound was actually very bluffing when it was lowered.

The judges obviously liked Peter's extensive knowledge and insights - as a young Chaoying who can invent super spider silk in less time, Peter's physical and biological foundation is very solid, and he can combine and innovate knowledge points in various applications .

This kind of playing field is not like the school where "good students are not welcome".

As for the other students, Liz performed well comprehensively, Cindy was particularly organized, Abe was smooth-thinking, Michelle was sharp in speech, Lightning was slightly inferior but generous in performance, and each had their own advantages.

The sunlight outside the window was gradually slanting. After the rest of the dinner stage, it soon entered the last round of SuperQuiz. Since everyone's mobile phones were confiscated, Sylvia did not contact Peter halfway, but she felt that the little spider was in a good state.

"All contestants, the next round will determine the final ownership of the champion..."

All the parents who were exhausted due to the long competition time cheered up.

Sylvia was also concentrating, her blue eyes closely following the camera, so that she didn't notice a man in a leather jacket walking in from outside the hall.

If she turned around at this moment, she could recognize that it was Liz's father, and the leader of the Chitauri weapon transformation and sales underground organization—Adrian Toomes, the little spider's enemy "Vulture".

……

"The next question is as shown in the figure, from the starting point to the end point, go through all the squares..."

The calm host brought the camera to the arena, where the New York high school students in maroon T-shirts were going to play against Midtown High School.

After Peter competed, Lightning belonged to the back-up. The camera scanned, and he still looked nervous. Mr. Harrington sat next to him, also clenched his fists.

At this point, if you say you don't want to compete for the championship, you are too unambitious.

Vulture sat on the empty seat in the back area, heaved a sigh of relief because he had caught up with the finals, he looked like an ordinary father at the moment, the phone in his pocket buzzed a few times, and he pressed the button Hang up.

No one cared about the episode in the back. Sylvia tried to answer the questions while listening to the questions, and then found that this kind of competition involving the theme of the competition and requiring preparations several months in advance was really difficult.

When she was in China, her grades were not bad, but they were only at the level of a normal good student, so she didn't feel ashamed if she couldn't solve it within ten seconds.

The educational gap between China and the United States is obvious at this time. American high school students pay attention to the process and method of solving problems. Their solutions may not have many formulas and rules to apply. They are basically not as fast and accurate as Chinese students, but when it comes to understanding the principles , they have an advantage.

Only ten seconds are given for a question, and the atmosphere is almost exploded.

Even if it was just watching through the broadcast, Sylvia followed her heartstrings. After Michelle pressed the answering light for the last question and spit out an answer of "zero" after a moment of silence, the victory horn sounded. In an instant, the atmosphere outside the venue was fired to the peak.

The little friends wearing the khaki coats of Midtown High School hugged each other, scratch paper and answer boards flew all over the sky, and then Lightning and Teacher Harrington who stepped forward were also flushed with excitement, even Sylvia couldn't help but let out a super-excited scream amidst the applause of the surrounding parents.

"Peter Peter you're super awesome!"

There was still a medal hanging around Peter's neck. As soon as he came out, he subconsciously wanted to find out where Sylvia was, and then he was hugged by a strange girl with brown hair and blue eyes and shook his shoulders.

If he hadn't recognized Sylvia's voice, he would have almost pushed her away by mistake—Peter didn't know why the little friend changed his face and clothes again.

The excitement of winning the championship was replaced by shyness. Peter blushed under Ned's terrifying gaze, and then suddenly took off the gold medal from his neck and hung it on Sylvia.

Sylvia who was suddenly put on a collar:? ? ?

"Then what..." The brown-haired boy looked around for a while, his eyes fluttering, "Isn't there a saying in your place - be happy."

Happy Sylvia: (⊙v⊙)

There were a lot of people in the hall, people came and went, parents and students were mixed together, and few of them noticed what was going on here.

Michelle, who was also wearing a gold medal, crossed her arms and squinted her eyes for a long time before poking Ned's swollen cheeks because of her wide open mouth: "I feel like we know her."

A shivering Ned said: "Heh, huh, is it?"

Although I'm not sure if this is the young lady, but I still have to cover my good friend.

He really touched the NO.1 of a good friend in Midtown

……

After winning the championship, of course there is a celebration banquet.

This kind of gathering belonged to Midtown High School, and it was definitely inappropriate for Sylvia to join inexplicably. In addition, she didn't want to show her original appearance again, so she insisted on leaving after congratulating Peter.

Even the girl herself didn't realize that she was deliberately avoiding Liz, so she didn't look around a few more times-so she missed the vulture.

In fact, because Gotham is not close to Queens, most of the parents have jobs, and the air tickets are not cheap. Among the few students in Midtown High School, only Liz’s father came for some reason. At first, a Midtown High School parent Sylvia, who hadn't seen it, didn't expect him to come later.

After she left, Ned put his arms around his best friend's shoulders and began the torture of gossip.

On the other side, Sylvia, who had returned to West Chester, turned off the face modifier, revealing a face that was still a little blushed due to excitement.

The brunette was humming an unknown tune happily, and was about to go to the kitchen. When she passed the cloakroom, she saw the mirror and realized that Peter's gold medal was still on her neck.

Touching the bumpy pattern and words on the gold medal, she took out her phone and sent a text message:

"I brought back your medal_(:зゝ∠)_"

——S

After a while Peter texted back.

"Ah, it's okay, let's put it there first:-D"

——PP

"Ang, okay, have fun at the celebration party b(￣▽￣)d"

——S

":-D"

——PP

"Are you really not coming at night, Thea? They shouldn't know that you are...you know."

——PP

In the old-fashioned villa, the black-haired girl slid down against the floor-to-ceiling mirror, and while reaching out to flick a few peacock tail feathers in the floor-to-ceiling long-necked vase, she continued to type.

"No, I'm going to look for things left by my second grandfather at home tonight. School starts the day after tomorrow. I want to get things done before school starts (Sheng Wu Ke Lian.JPG)."

——S

"Okay then qwq, we'll go back to Queens tomorrow, and the school will have a long vacation in two days, and this time there should be a scholarship... I'll treat you to dessert when you're free, okay?"

——PP

"okk"

——S

……

The world suddenly fell silent.

Sylvia didn't move after turning the phone's screen black.

Her cloakroom is an attached room in the bedroom, and she can just see the long corridor when looking out.

Because the lights were not turned on, the corridor was dark, only the moonlight and street lights cast down from the stained glass windows along the way, casting hazy light and shadows.

Especially since she had just returned from a place full of cheers and applause, the desolation at home was even more obvious.

The wall hangings adorning the corridors each have their own characteristics. The second grandpa and she don’t like living specimens, so the old-fashioned decorations such as deer heads have been replaced. Now there are only some concrete totems or angel statues. .

——However, no holy sculpture can be beautiful in the dark.

Sylvia stared at the newly created traces of the sculptures that did not fit the wall for a while, stood up, hung the medal on the hanger, turned on the lights and walked downstairs, but this time the destination was not the kitchen .

She ignored the "little bugs" outside the villa who were turning the monitoring angle because of the lights. From a hidden cubicle on the first floor, she lifted the carpet and floor, and touched the metal basement entrance.

"Squeak... buzz... buzz..."

Passwords, fingerprints, and irises, the slowly opened entrance brought up a little dust, but the inside was spotless.

With the opening of the small metal door, soft light leaked out along the ground. Sylvia walked down the exposed steps and found that the air in the basement was cleaner than she had imagined, without the turbidity that had been closed for many years.

There is actually nothing special in it:

A small wooden table with a few open notebooks; a bookcase standing next to it, filled with miscellaneous books; next to it are some wooden boxes for miscellaneous things...

Other than that, there is nothing else. I feel that the sum of them is not as valuable as the door of the basement.

As a child, it was only used by Sylvia to play hide and seek.

——It’s just that the second grandpa catches one every time :)

If it wasn't for remembering that the second grandfather always wrote and drew on this small wooden table when he was a child, his expression was rare and serious, and she was not allowed to make trouble every time... Sylvia would not have thought of coming here to find the answer.

She sat down at the desk—discovering that the unattainable table reached her waist only when she was a child—and then, with a little hesitation and fear, reached for the open notebook.

The parchment is written in Chinese, and the content is messed up.

For example, "On X, X, 200X, I ate a steamed stuffed bun filled with cabbage and pork. It was much more delicious than Xiaoya's."

For example, "The Beijing Olympics is already over? I actually overslept and didn't go to see it? Is it so miserable?"

For example, "Hahahahahaha Xiaoya actually wants a pig hahahahahahahaha!"

For example, "It would be nice to buy a pig to scare her."

Sylvia who thought she would see the big secret: "..."

lie down.groove.Ni.Ma.

:)