[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

New York, the outskirts of Westchester, the fields are verdant and the sun is like a song.

Song Xin asked anxiously: "It should be all right?"

Editor-in-Chief Luo——Luo Chang told Song Xin like an old father: "No, you can go ahead. I heard that the exams in this school are difficult. You have to work hard. I remember your SAT score..."

Song Xin: "The 2200 before the reform, the interview was too bad, and I didn't make it to Top1."

Luo Chang said complicatedly: "I always thought that you only have good grades..."

Song Xin said solemnly: "But this is the only thing I can do!"

Editor-in-Chief Luo said desperately: "Song Ji, can you...can you ever, don't tear down your own platform when others blow you up? I really beg you."

Tears welled up in Song Xin's eyes: "So you were blowing me up just now! I'm so touched, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

Luo Chang: "Go away."

The golden sunshine is like the golden brilliance on the top of Mount Olympus, and like the chariot of Apollo, and the fragrance of grass vibrating from the lawn mower floats in the air.Song Xin stepped on the accelerator, and the little Ford produced in 1986 crawled out like a turtle.

Xavier School for the Gifted, twelve noon.

Song Xin was wearing her army green bomber jacket, her black hair was tied up with leather buttons, and her jeans were washed white. She looked like an ordinary soft Asian high school girl. She subconsciously put her mobile phone into the luggage. He tucked it around, then picked up his schoolbag and walked into the elegant manor-style villa.

——Or, it is the manor.

Song Xin made up her mind about the life of this professor named Charles, and thought that their rich people are really terrible. She can't even afford a flat in the suburbs of New York. Five thousand dollars a month can barely afford Pizza Hut. Instead of improving the level of enjoyment, they directly came out of such a large manor in Westchester.

Song Xin was carrying her bag, and as soon as she opened the door, she heard a scream:

"Ahhhh-!!!"

Then a group of students in the stairwell, like a herd of migrating hippos, or like a giraffe being hunted by a lion, suddenly appeared at the corner and rushed out!

Song Xin: "???"

Song Xin asked in a dazed way, "Why, how—"

The sound was instantly drowned out, and a group of students howled and ran towards Song Xin!

Song Xin couldn't react in time, and was so frightened that she stood there and couldn't move. She was timid and timid, and when she saw the hunting posture of the savannah ecosphere here, she was so frightened that her legs went limp.

If it goes on like this, it will definitely be trampled flat!Song Xin was so frightened that the sunfish in her heart suddenly turned over. At that moment, someone grabbed her arm and pulled it aside——

"Stay out of the way." The voice said, "Are you dull?"

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin's eyes were blurry, and an eyelash fell into it, so she rubbed it vigorously.

She thanked the man gratefully and sincerely: "Thank you for saving my life—it was terrible, I thought I was standing on the main road where lions were hunting saiga antelope, maybe I was going to die..."

That person: "..."

The man asked, "Have you ever been to school?"

Song Xin rubbed her eyes vigorously, and replied honestly, "I've done it, ten...16 years."

That man's voice was rough but magnetic, it was Song Xin's best mouth. Song Xin rubbed her eyes vigorously, wanting to see what a man with such a nice voice would look like.

"At least you have to know," the man said, "don't get in the way of the students going to the cafeteria."

Song Xin rubbed her eyes again, and finally vaguely saw the wall clock hanging next to her. The time was 48:[-] noon, which happened to be time for dinner.

"Listen, newcomer." The other party said: "—Professor X's office is at the other end of the corridor."

Song Xin nodded, and finally saw the outline of the other party clearly.

The opponent's muscles are smooth and strong, full of hormones, his face is resolute and heroic, his eyes are deep, and he has a sexy temperament unique to mature men.

Song Xin looked at him, her face turned red immediately.

She tried her best to look as human as possible, and said politely, "Thank you, I'll go to Professor X now."

The man nodded slightly, and almost all the students had already gone to the cafeteria, and there were also salted fish students in twos and threes who didn't pursue food and moved there slowly.And Song Xin finally pinched out the eyelash that fell into her eye.

Song Xin whispered, "Well, thank you very much."

"It's not necessary." The man doubted: "Speaking of which, Professor X said that he wants a new student, is it you? Your surname is Song...Chinese?"

Song Xin was shocked: "Yes! Are you a teacher?"

Man: "No....I'm a student here just like you."

Song Xin jumped happily: "That's great! I'm not the oldest!"

The man didn't smile, then patted her bag, and said calmly: "—Don't make any small moves."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin dodged around the corner, reached out and touched her back, and found that she was covered in cold sweat.

She pulled out her phone and sent an iMessage to Robert: I just entered the Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, and I was warned once not to make small moves.

Robert responded quickly: routine threats—probably.

Song Xin: Don't lie to me, I went to school for 16 years!I have been to school for so many years and I haven't seen a school that routinely threatens me before entering school. There must be a limit to the bullshit!The rumored Professor X can see through everyone's thoughts - how do you keep secrets, are you embarrassing to the CIA?

The more she thought about it, the more angry she felt in her chest, and she sent another note, with a tone like a primary school student: Shame, shame!

Robert said: Don't worry about it.Apple’s secrecy is very good. Don’t tell us if the main board is locked, even its own engineers can’t open it. After you delete the text message record, no one will know that you have a text message with me on your phone. Record.

Song Xin: I'm asking about my enrollment.

Robert: Hahahaha.

Song Xin looked at the phone screen: "..."

Robert asked again: I would like to ask, what is the name of the note you saved me?In order to avoid the news record being suspected.

Song Xin was so angry that her ears were smoldering, and she was made into such a moth for a job she didn't want to do at first, so she angrily sent five words: Reserve bald man.

Robert: ...

In all fairness, Song Xin is actually not suitable for being an eyeliner, but she is also not very suitable for being a reporter.

Song Xin doesn't want to lie, she talks a lot, but her essence is true.Avoid these three points when making eyeliner - the more you say, the more mistakes you will make, but she also has her own advantages: easy to control, plus the bonus of mutant ability.

Moreover, she was a little timid when she was not speaking, and she had a very low sense of existence. Robert took a fancy to her for these qualities.

Song Xin pushed open the heavy mahogany door.

The light in the office is gentle and bright, and the decoration is elegant and exquisite. Books alone fill two walls.The old man sat behind the desk, looking gentle and wise.

The old man sitting across from him was hale and hearty, although he was old, he could not hide his handsome features.

Song Xin struggled to identify: "...X, Professor X?"

Professor X smiled: "Just call me Professor."

He looked very approachable, with a gentle and intelligent face, and Song Xin suddenly felt an indescribable sense of guilt about her mission and work.

Actually, I'm here to spy on you, Song Xin thought.

Professor X smiled and said, "Have you met Logan on the way here?"

Song Xin asked blankly, "Huh?... Logan? Wolverine?"

Professor X smiled and said, "That's right, that's him."

Song Xin was even more taken aback: "Huh? Where is he?! I'm his fan - but I didn't see anyone wearing a yellow rubber jacket on the way here... No, no, no, no, tights ..."

Professor X smiled and said, "Logan doesn't wear that thing."

"Unpopular new knowledge." Song Xin sighed: "The yellow tights are indeed a scam by Marvel. Did they force you to wear them at that time... It's all Stan Lee's fault."

Professor X said gently: "It's cooperation, but sometimes we still wear them, which shows that comic books still have some real elements."

"To be honest, there are very few people who mutated at your age." Professor X said kindly: "Of course there are, the only thing in common is that compared with the mutants who mutated in adolescence, the mutants of the people who mutated later Ability seems to be dispensable. Several of our freshmen here are in your situation, you can go and get to know them in the afternoon."

Song Xin's face was a little red: "Okay, okay."

Professor X said: "I've heard about your ability, does it affect your daily life a bit?"

Song Xin nodded.

"We will help you." Professor X said kindly: "Don't be afraid. Do you have any questions about our school?"

Song Xin shook her head: "No, thank you."

The golden sunlight shines into the well-decorated office, creating gentle halos on the brass globe.When Song Xin licked her chapped lips and was about to say goodbye, the door behind her was suddenly pushed open.

Logan said: "Professor, that...someone from that school came to visit you."

Professor X's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled at Logan, "Come and get to know him, this is Miss Song—full name is Song Xin; Song Xin, this is Wolverine Logan."

Logan narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Xin.

Song Xin trembled from the hostility: "Hi, hello."

Professor X said: "Logan?"

Logan: "Oh, hello."

Professor X smiled and said, "Logan, you can take her around the campus and introduce the facilities."

in the school:

Song Xin said cautiously: "Well... should I call you Wolverine or Logan?"

Wolverine didn't show any expression: "Logan."

Song Xin stammered and said with longing for idols: "Ah? Ah, ah, I see——Logan, I have liked to read your series of comics since I was a child..."

Logan: "Oh."

Song Xin blushed and said, "So can you sign me—"

Logan probably didn't hear it, and with a few steps, Song Xin was thrown far away. Song Xin immediately quickened her pace and followed.

Xavier Gifted Youth School covers a very large area, with mountains, water, and a clear lake.There were a group of teenagers sitting by the lake. American high school kids were quite mature. They looked at them teasingly. Some even whistled:

The child smiled and said, "Wolverine, is that your boyfriend!"

Song Xin was so angry that her ears started to smoke.

Logan said indifferently: "It's just a joke, children of that age are like this, don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Song Xin was very angry: "Then you can't make such a joke."

Logan: "They are not used to being big or small."

Song Xin was so angry that her ears were smoky, and she walked forward angrily with her arms shaking, and said angrily as she walked, "Don't think I can't hear it, it's saying that I have a flat chest! I've seen it a lot!..."

Logan: "..."

Logan asked complicatedly: "What is your focus?"

Song Xin asked very aggrieved: "What else can it be?"

Logan Howlett looked at the little Chinese girl in front of him. Song Xin was thin and white, and looked even like a teenage girl. She probably didn't know how to dress up, and she was wearing a bomber jacket.

Logan speculated: "...is it the psychological shadow left by me when I was in school?"

Song Xin: "Huh?"

"No, no, nothing." Logan turned his eyes away and said, "—Come on, I'll take you to the restaurant."

Logan looked very difficult to get along with, Song Xin immediately put her tail between her legs and followed cautiously.Following her childhood idol for two steps, the anger of being ridiculed as a man just now dissipated in no time, and Song Xin's anger came and went quickly.

Facing her childhood idol, Song Xin always wanted to find something to say: "This place is so beautiful."

Song Xin looked at Logan carefully, expecting his response, but Logan didn't say a word.

Song Xin was vaguely aware of two possibilities: one, her ability was activated; two, Wolverine hated her a bit.

Song Xin, who is very likely to be hated, is inevitably a little sad, but she can't hide her words in her heart, her mouth goes straight to her cerebellum, and she just says, "Do I look like your ex-girlfriend—" Then Song Xin winced. , Immediately shouted: "No, no, no, I didn't mean that!"

Wolverine Logan: "..."

Logan looked at her: "Then what do you mean?"

Song Xin's back was covered with white sweat: "I just——I just want to know, why are you so indifferent to everyone?"

Logan thought for a while, and replied flatly: "No."

Song Xin felt aggrieved immediately: "So I'm too ugly?"

Logan looked back at her for a moment, and replied honestly, "Not really. You want to know why?"

Song Xin nodded blankly: "I think so."

"Your eyes," Logan said, "—I don't like them instinctively."

Song Xin: "Is it because the eyes are too small? There's no way, it's a matter of race. People with particularly beautiful eyes usually have Caucasian blood..."

Wolverine said: "Because your eyes are a bit annoying."

Song Xin was dumbfounded.

Song Xin whispered: "...Well, that, in our country, this kind of lines are all the lines of the heroine of romance novels."

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