[Comprehensive] pragmatic theory of coquetry

Xavier School for the Gifted welcomes a new mutant.

It had not been half a day since Lily arrived, and her existence had become known to everyone in the school.

"I heard that she can read minds and manipulate thoughts." The little fat man leaned on the stone pillar and danced to his classmates. be read."

"But not as good as the professor." The girl in the flower skirt with pigtails on the opposite side pouted, "The professor doesn't need to touch other people's mind reading."

She didn't seem to welcome Lily's arrival very much. She turned around and looked around to confirm that Lily Geers, the core of their conversation, was not nearby. He whispered in his ear: "She is a fugitive. She escaped here after being hunted down. What if we lure bad guys here?"

A look of fear and worry appeared on the little fat man's face, but he still hesitated in his mouth: "I took a sneak peek, and it doesn't look like it..."

The two were whispering, but they didn't know that someone was approaching from behind, and suddenly a big hand that was stretched out fell on the head of the completely defenseless little fat man, which made him startled and screamed loudly.

"Have you finished all the homework assigned by the professor?" said the man wearing sunglasses behind him, "It's not a good habit to speak ill of others behind their backs."

The two children who were scaring themselves heard the familiar voice, looked back together, and stopped yelling only when they saw the face of the man they had been with day and night.

The little fat man took the man's hand from his head annoyed, and called out, "Alex!"

The young man called Alex probably just came back from the outside, his neck-length brown hair was blown a little messy by the wind, seeing the little fat man's eyes rounded in anger, he couldn't help stretching out the hand that had been pushed away, and placed it on his head. After rubbing it again, Fang took off his sunglasses and said, "Steve, stop touching hamburgers and carbonated drinks... Is the professor here?"

"So what." Fatty Steve snorted, "The professor is busy with the new mutant, so he didn't even have time for class today."

"New mutants." Alex was a little surprised, knowing that the so-called "fugitives" who had just heard from the mouths of the two children were probably newcomers of the same kind, "Is that so."

He didn't talk to them any more, and went into the school on his own.

The New Mutant wasn't hard to find.

Alex climbed the stairs, and when he casually looked out the window, he saw a blond chick with a strange face and a few streaks of sugar pink, staying in the back garden with Hank McCoy, not knowing what to do.

The footsteps that were going to continue forward paused, he turned and went downstairs, looking like he was going to the back garden.

Lily is trying out telekinesis with Hank's help.

There is a big snowman in the garden, just made this morning.

"Give me the carrot on his face," Hank said.

"That's it?" The request was so simple, Lily couldn't believe it, "You underestimate me."

Even so, when he raised his hand, he gently grabbed the void with five fingers, and the carrot embedded in the snowman's face immediately fell away as if pulled by an external force, and flew into Lily's hand with a whizz.

Hank watched quietly, lowered his head and made a note on the document, saying, "Put it back."

Before the carrot stayed in the warm and soft little hand for a long time, it was thrown out again with an order, and stuck back into the snowman's face with a puff, but unfortunately it seemed to be slightly off track—it was two miles away from the original position. three centimeters away.There is another hole in the snowman's face.

Lily was a little unconvinced: "It's not like this is not the case every time."

"It's okay." Hank said empathetically, "You didn't awaken two abilities at the same time at the beginning. You are not proficient in mind manipulation, and it's normal to miss shots. That's why I need to help you train. Aim at the target and do it again."

What she said was not a lie.After concentrating on it and sending it back and forth a few times, the carrots returned to their original positions without causing any extra pits on the snowman's face.

Hank clapped his hands.

Then it increased the difficulty, asking Lily to lift the snowman shape from the ground into the void.

"Manipulate small-mass objects, you can do it quickly and accurately, let's try heavier ones." Hank looked at the tutorial given by Charles Xavier, "Exercising your control."

With the success of the previous few times, Lily is eager to try now, she puts the earmuffs on her ears with her fluffy gloved hands, her little face is quite excited, and she glances at the woods with snow hanging beside her, I don't know what I was looking at, but when I turned around, I thought: "I thought that even if there were no weapons in the training of mutants, at least a more formal venue and props were needed. The result is so down-to-earth."

"When the professor first trained me, he raced with me. You are already quite strict like this." Hank smiled, "Fighting is another matter. First, I need to help you understand what you know. You are the most important thing.”

Lily's words were indeed said earlier.

The poor snowman escaped the tragic fate of being poked in the face by a carrot, but he couldn't get rid of her hands, tossing and steadily rising from the snow to a height of half a person. It would be nice if he could fly so steadily, but God His wish was not fulfilled, and before he could rise higher, he heard a muffled sound, and the whole snowball fell down like a broken thread, and fell to the ground, his body became torn pieces of snow.

"Ah!" Lily cried out in a low voice, her little face was full of annoyance.

"It's okay." Hank still said this, "If it falls apart, make another one."

But seeing Lily clapping her hands and about to move forward, he stretched out his arm in time to stop it: "Use your own mind to control and make a new one."

This is a chore.

Lily had previously reached a consensus with the little professor, and promised that he would cooperate with Hank's instructions. Then she looked at the quiet woods next to her, and stretched out her hands resignedly, rubbing them in the air to let the scattered snow on the ground roll again. into a ball.

"Hank."

At this time, there was someone talking behind her, which somewhat distracted her attention.

Lily didn't look back, only heard Hank respond with "Alex", and then seemed to reach out and pat the shoulder of the man who came over.

"You're back." Hank was a little surprised, he exchanged a glance with Alex, suddenly realized, "Probably the professor called you."

Alex said "hmm", and slowly turned his gaze to Lily, who was concentrating on building a snowman: "I heard that a new mutant has arrived."

As soon as he finished speaking, he might have accidentally exerted some force on the other end, but the face of the snowman who finally regained his head shape was cracked again.

"Pause and take a break." Hank said.

When Lily turns around, introduce her to Alex: "Lily Geers. This is Alex Summers, 'Shockwave.'"

Lily was still depressed about breaking the snowman, fiddled with her hands, heard Hank's words, and looked up at Alex: "Hello."

Alex smiled.

The chick's emotions came and went quickly, perhaps because she thought she could rest, she said "I'll leave for a while" to the two of them, and ran happily to the nearby woods.

"She went the wrong way," Alex said.

Hank shook his head: "No."

Then I knew what she was going there for - Lily kept trotting, and called "James" first, Alex was startled when she heard it, and looked carefully in the direction she was going. Looking around, I found a man in black standing on a thick branch of a big tree with arms folded.

Immediately, I felt a chill down my back.

The phantom stood there silently for an unknown amount of time. If Lily hadn't called out, she might not have been able to find him.

"Who is that person?" Alex wondered, "When did you come here?"

"James Barnes, the Winter Soldier, her boyfriend." Hank shrugged. "He's been there since her training."

Alex's face became a little strange: "Is it the Winter Soldier I know?"

"Eight and nine are inseparable from ten. If you followed the news some time ago."

Lily over there was unaware of the conversation behind her. She ran under the tree, and the Winter Soldier came down to catch the little girlfriend who rushed over.

At this time, she was even more excited than the training just now, her little face was blushing, as if asking for a reward: "I'm not so good!"

He nodded cooperatively, reached out to fetch the water he brought, unscrewed the bottle cap, and asked her to gulp down a few sips.The gloves were taken off, and the warm big hands pinned behind her ears the hair that had fallen in front of her face due to running.

In Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, the Winter Soldier may be more noticeable than Lily.

A former Hydra top killer with metal arms painted with steel and silver stars, and the code name of "Winter Soldier", even though Charles Xavier never took the initiative to mention it, the large-scale information leak that caused a sensation in the world a few months ago has already It revealed to billions of people who the Winter Soldier really was.

The little professor temporarily sealed off the school to ensure that the whereabouts of the Winter Soldier will be hidden for a period of time. The students in the school only know Lily, and they don't know that there is such a big man hiding.

"The professor said that we will try to retrieve your memory today." Lily touched the belt on the Winter Soldier's black uniform - but he had changed back to the combat outfit, and he was in a daze for a moment, as if he was still in Jiutou. When I saw a snake, I suddenly realized that it is completely different now.

"I don't know what method he's going to use...I'll be with you." She still remembered the little professor's words that the Winter Soldier may suffer a little bit, and another day has passed, and the professor hasn't moved yet, so her heart is getting more and more excited He raised it a bit, squeezed his hand, "I use this ability more skillfully, if you get hurt, I can protect you."

The author has something to say: try to write another chapter, but it may not be finished tonight