[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

This is the information age, and the changes brought about by the third technological revolution have accumulated over time, shaping the world into what it is today.The advent of the big information age is accompanied by the popularization of mobile phones and wireless networks, and everything brought about makes people feel close to each other.

At night, Xavier School, 9:00PM, the night breeze blows.

Lying on the bed, Song Xin sent Edith a WeChat message: I am hated by my idol.

Edith: ...

Edith said: "That's perfectly normal thank you.

She thought for a while and added: It's good that someone like you who doesn't have a doorman didn't get beaten to death, and it's okay to be hated.

Song Xin was touched and said: Edith, you are so kind, you are so worried about me, I will definitely complete the study task satisfactorily!

Edith: ...

Edith said sincerely: You live so happily, I envy you so much.

Song Xin was even more moved. She accepted the compliment, lay down on the bed, and started playing games on the iPad.The dormitory of Xavier Gifted Youth School is a two-person room, well-decorated. It is a converted bedroom from a suite in the manor. The manor is old, the WiFi signal is bad, and the roommates also need WiFi.

Song Xin's roommate was a teenage girl with yellow hair, she was quite pretty, but the clothes were piled up in the bathtub, and it looked like it had been piled up for at least three months.

The little girl said, "That... I want to make a video with my boyfriend."

Single dog Song Xin was hit violently.

Song Xin buckled her iPad, and immediately felt desolate as an old man returned to school only to find that the school was changing rapidly and couldn't keep up with the pace of young people, and was pushed forward by the waves of the Yangtze River.

Then she put down the iPad to take a shower, and took a bath towel to look at the toilet. There were clothes piled up in the bathtub, and the perfume smelled like sweat. The single-layer roll paper in the toilet was piled up like a mountain, and it seemed to be blocked.

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin asked with difficulty: "What happened to the toilet?"

The little girl pulled out her earphones and said, "The toilet is too old! It can't flush the paper, don't put things in it, and use a brush to get shit down."

Song Xin: "...Huh?!"

Song Xin felt that she might be facing the toilet in this life, and her new roommate could scrape mud from the quilt and clear a catty of manure from the bathtub, but sitting there smelled fragrant and clean, like a porcelain doll. ——Standard American girl, frightening.

Song Xin exerted all the diligence of the working people, cleaned the toilet diligently, and took a shower. They didn't turn on the air conditioner, and the night breeze was very cool.

When Song Xin finished her shower, her new roommate, Madeleine Cooper, was sitting on the bed having a video call with her boyfriend. After thinking about it, she put on a thin coat and went outside for a walk.

Since he was tricked to find out the truth here, he must be dedicated.The senior man named Robert held Song Xin's weakness in his hands. Although Song Xin became angry when she saw Robert's text message, she was still emboldened by this bastard.

Song Xin put on the bomber jacket that Edith commented 'like the one your grandpa bought for you', and sneaked out.

At night, Xavier School is breezy, the lake is lit like fireflies, and young couples are kissing tenderly under the street lamps.

Single dog Song Xin has long been immune to this scene. She didn't even look at it. She stood at the carved gate and thought for a moment, and decided to start observing the movements of the main characters.

——High-risk person number one: Charles Xavier.

She walked around the castle in a small circle with her slippers on, and found Professor X's study window where the lights were not turned off.Song Xin stood on tiptoe carefully and looked inside the window, Professor X's smooth head jingled back.

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin confirmed that it was Professor X's own bald head, and looked at the time, which was 10:04PM, and felt that a person who aspires to the pinnacle of knowledge is really great.

Wikipedia says that Charles Xavier graduated from Harvard at the age of 16, and later took diplomas from Oxford and Columbia. There are so many doctorate certificates that he can use them to draw ghost cards. A book as thick as a hollow brick.

Song Xin squinted her eyes and took a look. Professor X closed the book, and Song Xin vaguely caught a glimpse of the name——"Hogwarts, A Piece of School History".

School history?

Using copper as a mirror to straighten one's clothes, using history as a mirror to know success and failure, is probably studying how to run a school - Song Xin thought, this old man is too powerful to study such a thick book even to run this kind of school.

The warm yellow light in the study reflected the oil painting on the wall, in which the knight raised his spear in the wheat field.

——The next moment, Song Xin thought she had presbyopia.

The arm of the knight on the wall moved suddenly, but it was clearly a painting!Song Xin backed away in fright, and then she was choked by her H1B work visa again, resisting the fear of shaking her legs, she didn't scream.

The knight in the painting stretched his arms vigorously, and violently removed his armor as if complaining!Under the armor was a middle-aged man, swung his arms around twice, then moved his lips, and said something.

Song Xin listened carefully, and then she heard a cracking sound like a rubber tube cracking.

Song Xin tried to tiptoe to see what the sound of the hose cracking was, but in the next second, Song Xin was scared out of her wits!

Song Xin was heartbroken: "Ah—"

Her shocking scream, which was brewing with surging emotions, was slammed with a hand, and then Miss Song was pushed into the grass with a puff, and a sharp and cold thing hit her trachea in the next second.

Song Xin was so frightened that she burst into tears, and two lines of small tears came out immediately.

The man behind her said indifferently: "If you dare to scream again, I will kill you."

Song Xin held back her voice and immediately cried.

Logan pressed Song Xin: "..."

Logan asked, "What are you doing, sneaky?"

Song Xin choked with sobs and said, "I just, just got out of the shower and went out to digest..."

Song Xin struggled to lie on the blades of grass and turned her head, and then saw a claw of the person who hijacked her in her line of sight, with three Adamantium alloy steel claws piercing out from between her fingers, and the three steel claws pressed against her in unison. on the thin neck.

Song Xin cried bitterly: "But Xiao Shi is innocent—"

Logan said helplessly: "...All right."

Logan Howlett retracted the steel claws, pulled Song Xin up again, and said flatly: "But don't peep into other people's private areas, you deserve to be beaten. Even if it's an office or a public place."

Trembling, Song Xin wiped her face, and then found that her face hurt a little, it seemed to be broken to the touch.

Logan narrowed his eyes again and said, "Don't think you can get away with it. I'm watching."

How does it feel to be hated by the hero you admired since you were a child?Song Xin's nose was sore, and she nodded vigorously, but her nose was sore, she was still as desperate as ever. Song Xin wiped her face tremblingly, and said in a low voice:

"Using violence is not right." Song Xin whispered: "Peace! Gandhi's non-violent struggle is obviously very successful, and it is a model!"

Logan narrowed his eyes: "Violence has always been a means. I did this because you spied on places you shouldn't be looking at. I won't pursue it tonight, so don't let me find out next time."

Song Xin nodded aggrievedly. Luo Geng thought Song Xin would apologize, but he didn't expect the little girl to say aggrievedly: "I... have a broken face."

Instigator Logan Howlett: "..."

Song Xin felt wronged and said, "Besides, I'm a girl!"

Song Xin said: "I spend hundreds of knives on skin care products every month. I take care of my face like a fairy. I bought facial towels specially for my face. Last month, Sephora had a mid-year discount. I also bought Ode to Joy for my face. Jiang Xin The same black lace mask..."

Logan: "..."

Logan endured it and said, "I'll take you to the infirmary."

Song Xin held back her tears and said, "I also broke my knee."

Logan asked, "What do you want to do?"

There was silent accusation and condemnation in Song Xin's eyes.

Battle-hardened Logan Howlett: "…"

At 10:30 p.m., in the corner of the first floor of the manor, in the infirmary:

Song Xin was wearing a nightgown and a bomber jacket 'bought by grandpa', and followed Logan, who was wearing a white line vest, into the empty infirmary.

Qin Gray, the person in charge of the infirmary, had gone back a long time ago. The door of the infirmary was closed but unlocked. Logan fumbled for a long time to turn on the light before realizing that Song Xin had indeed fallen badly.

Song Xin's only job since she was a child was a student. After graduation, she was also a small reporter who didn't sit on duty.According to the people that Luo Gen had subdued, he was very merciful to Song Xin, a little girl who couldn't be beaten at first sight, but unexpectedly, he broke her skin several times.

Song Xin shuddered at the sympathetic look: "What, what's wrong?"

Logan turned over iodophor, struggled for a moment, and asked, "Can I apply it myself?"

Song Xin struggled for a moment: "...Without a mirror, I can't wipe it off."

Wolverine sighed: "I said so."

Then he took a bottle of saline, gauze, cotton swabs, povidone iodine, and Band-Aids came over.

Song Xin asked weakly: "You won't wait for an opportunity to retaliate, will you?"

Wolverine said, "No."

Luo Gen was much taller than Song Xin. With his long legs and body, he had to squat down when applying medicine to Song Xin.Logan soaked the gauze with physiological saline, and carefully wiped the mud and grass leaves on the face of the unlucky Song Xin.

Song Xin said aggrievedly: "It hurts."

Logan: "..."

Logan said, "Forbearance. It's a big deal."

Song Xin held back aggrievedly, but Logan didn't speak, but quietly wiped her muddy wound clean.

Song Xin bared her teeth in pain, and she had no image at all. In contrast, Logan had a handsome side face, deep eyes, and a good image.He slightly pressed Song Xin's face with his rough fingers, and then unscrewed the iodophor cover.

As soon as the smell of iodophor came out, Song Xin's hair stood on end in an instant, and she almost ran away!

Logan quickly held her down. During the limited two meetings, Logan had already figured out Song Xin's cowardly personality, and said patiently: "This is iodophor."

Song Xin trembled: "The red medicine is very, very painful."

Logan: "Tincture of iodine hurts, because of alcohol, povidone iodine doesn't hurt."

Song Xin: "Personality guarantee?"

Logan: "..."

Logan Howlett said heartbroken, "Personality guarantee."

Then he dipped a cotton swab in povidone iodine, expertly sterilized the little girl's face, and then pasted the round Band-Aid on it.Logan couldn't help but feel a little psychedelic. There are really such cowardly people in this world who are even afraid of iodophor-does this kind of people have to hold the nurse and cry when they get vaccinated?

At that time, Logan Howlett didn't know that Song Xin could indeed do this kind of thing, not only capable, but also had a criminal record.

Song Xin, 22 years old, female, Chinese.

Cowardly, too much to talk and not enough to repair, the mutant ability is just like a person-I always feel that I can't find a place to use it.

After taking the medicine, Song Xin finally came back to life with full blood. She had two Band-Aids on her knees and one on her face, making her look like a child.She sat on the bed for a while, while Logan was cleaning up the trash, Song Xin asked in a low voice, "Is there anything in that office?"

Logan was silent for a while, then said, "It's nothing."

"You're lying." Song Xin looked at his face and came to a conclusion.

Song Xin hurriedly added: "But I know! Everyone has some secrets. I won't force it."

Logan closed the medicine cabinet and signaled Song Xin to leave with him. Song Xin climbed off the bed in the infirmary and trotted out.Logan turned off the door and the light, the light in the corridor on the first floor was dim and warm, and the wood carvings on the wall reflected soft light.

Logan asked, "What did you see in that window?"

Song Xin replied honestly: "...a moving painting."

Logan thought for a moment: "—Forget it, pretend you didn't see anything."

Song Xin asked: "Is... is it someone's ability?"

Logan: "You can say yes, or no. I can't reveal too much, but you remember—that's not something you should be in touch with."

Song Xin thought for a while and asked, "What's the reason why you can't contact me?"

Logan: "—because of the danger."

Then Logan looked at the little girl and felt that she was really frightened a lot, so he rarely said gently:

"Okay, don't worry about it so much, go back to sleep."

When Song Xin returned to her bedroom, her young roommate gave Song Xin a rare look.

Madeleine: "Falled outside...?"

Song Xin pulled her hair: "Almost." - was forced to fall.

Madeleine didn't continue to ask, Song Xin went into the toilet, carefully picked the withered grass in her hair and looked at the mirror, then she stared at herself in the mirror and stared blankly.

Song Xin hasn't worked in the industry for a long time, and hasn't cultivated any sense of professionalism. She is far from being a keen reporter.However, out of her intuition, she realized that this mutant academy, which looked peaceful and warm, was not as carefree as it seemed.

It looks like a lake with sharp ice edges embedded in the bottom of the lake. It looks gentle and soft, but inside it is much sharper and more complicated.

Madeleine hung up the video call with her boyfriend and asked Song Xin, "What's your WeChat?"

Song Xin: "Huh?"

Madeleine said casually: "WeChat——I have to give you the schedule. Class will start tomorrow."

Song Xin: "Ah? Ah. Wait a minute and I'll find out what my WeChat ID is..."

But Madeleine said: "What ID? Scan the QR code. I said that the QR code is really developed now, and beggars are starting to stick QR codes on their bodies to beg—"

Song Xin: "..."

Then Madeleine took Song Xin's phone, scanned the QR code, added friends, and transferred a document.

Madeleine said: "Take a good look, at least get to know the timetable first—after all, you are here to go to school."

Song Xin: "...Huh?"

The author has something to say:

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