Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Laura has amazing intelligence and sensitivity in many things.

She is familiar with all kinds of mathematical knowledge, can accurately recite excerpts from classic literature, has quick thinking, witty remarks, and often makes innocent but very interesting speeches.

But she knows nothing about the specific situation of the world, whether it is the political situation, the economy, or forces with super powers, such as Avengers, Zhenglian, and even the favorite Hollywood movie star of a little girl of this age. .

And she didn't mind exposing her ignorance, or even the reasons for her ignorance, at all.

"I'm just getting into this world," she says, her voice distorted because she's facing out of the window instead of Bruce. "I'm new to it."

"The first stop you got to know about this world was Gotham? Although I am a Gotham native, I have to say that you are very unfortunate." Bruce said, "Gotham is not a place where a little girl like you should stay."

This is the truth.

He actually has no hostility towards this little girl. She is very powerful, but as long as she doesn't use her power to commit crimes and mess up the already chaotic Gotham, he doesn't need to regard her as an enemy.

"I think so too." Laura looked away from the window, looked at Bruce and nodded in agreement, "I'm leaving in a while...can you give me your mobile phone number? I think we are friends now. "

"Of course." Bruce readily agreed.

He took out a business card from his suit, wrote a series of numbers on it, and handed it to Laura: "This is my private number, which is available 24 hours a day."

Laura took it, looked carefully, and handed it back: "I remember—I don't have room for my business card."

She thought to herself what happened to Bruce Wayne, there was even a locator on a business card that was handed out... Does he have some persecution paranoia?

But in Gotham, it's normal to have persecution paranoia.

Gotham's Grand Theater is designed like an upside-down bowl, with a translucent glass shell and Gotham's unique thick fog setting it off uniquely.

Bruce bent his arms slightly, allowing Lola to enter the arena with his arm in his. In any case, Lola was not at the age to be Bruce's close female companion.

They sat down in the private room, and someone immediately brought them fruit plates, snacks and drinks.

Immediately afterwards, someone brought juice and other drinks.

Laura laughed: "Bruce, do you often bring your girlfriend here?"

"Of course not." Bruce said tactfully, "This is a more formal occasion, and I usually come with my partners. Ladies generally prefer parties or shopping."

The lights in the hall and the rooms went out, and the lights on the stage were turned on.

The curtain slowly opened, and with the announcement and accompaniment, the bustling crowd stepped onto the stage——

Then the high-pitched female voice dominated every ear.

Laura fell silent.

Bruce stared at her expression in the dark, observing her every subtle movement, carefully simulating her character and motives in his mind, guessing her state.

It was an accident to meet her on the side of the road, but was it an accident to her?Bruce Wayne's itinerary is no secret in Gotham. In fact, due to various considerations, Bruce will even deliberately release various news to disturb the audience and use himself as bait to fish.

Lola definitely has the potential to be a big fish.

But she doesn't look like a big fish.

The plot of the opera is slowly moving forward, and the gorgeous, soaring, and contrasting overture has completely captured the little girl, who is staring intently at the stage with a fascinated expression.

At this time, the protagonist of the entire opera has not even appeared.

Of course she'll be there.

The light outside the window illuminated Laura's pupils. She opened her eyes wide and looked at the protagonist of the whole opera in amazement.

Wearing a bright red dress, the enthusiastic yet arrogant, brisk and cold, sincere, but undoubtedly slutty woman came stepping forward, the lights gathered on her body, she spread her arms, swayed her waist, singing charming:

"L'amourestunoiseaurebelle

love is a wild bird

Quenulne peut app privoiser

no one can tame

......"

Laura took a slight breath.

She stood up suddenly, and when he turned his head, Bruce saw Laura's flushed cheeks and moist eyes with excitement, her breathing was a little rapid, and her chest heaved.

—she seems to really like opera, Bruce thought with some surprise.

"I'm sorry," Lola mumbled over the loud singing, "I... I'm going to walk away a little bit."

She grabbed the hem of her skirt, tilted her head slightly, and didn't show Bruce her face, and Bruce politely looked away.

"Please," he said gently, "don't worry you'll miss something, the opera will be here for a whole week. I can bring you back if you like."

Laura smiled at Bruce and trotted away in a hurry.

But she didn't go far, because Bruce's box had a dressing room exclusively for ladies, not only a dressing room, but also a small lounge with a sofa, bed and dressing table.

The toilet is in the locker room and then turn left.

Laura walked over with a thud, and took a thick transparent raincoat from the shelf in the dressing room along the way.

She thought for a moment—it took milliseconds to think—and pulled a man's elbow cane from the dressing room.

She turned on the tub faucet and put a stopper in the bottom of the tub.

The unknown singer is still singing.

"...

Etc'estbienenvainqu'onl'appelle

if it chooses to reject

......"

Lola rushed into the toilet quickly, opened the window of the toilet, and the thick fog outside the window rushed into the room like a wolf looking for an opportunity. Lola stepped on the window, quickly buttoned the raincoat with one hand, and held the cane in the other. , and kicked the other foot on the windowsill.

She dashed straight into the fog of Gotham.

"...

S'ilui convient derefuser.

Calling it is in vain

......"

Her flying speed was extremely fast, and her movements were astonishingly swift. Before Artemis could react, she was thrown to the ground by Lola like a hungry tiger.

"You fucking..." Artemis rolled several meters away, she used her hands and knees to buffer and slow down, and finally stopped, "...what crazy!"

Laura didn't say a word, she didn't listen to Artemis at all, her person was here, but her heart was still in that performance.

But as soon as she saw Artemis standing up unsteadily, she swooped down, hooked Artemis' neck with the curved cane she brought, and then soared into the sky again.

In Laura's ears, the charming and high-pitched voice kept singing:

"...

Rienn'y fait, menace ouprière

Threats or begging are futile

......"

How could her tone be so touching?How could her songs be so sensual?

It was as if a thousand nightingales were accompanying her, as if the siren in the sea had exchanged sounds with her!

Lola was spinning happily in the sky, and Artemis was struggling in the bend of the cane. She desperately raised her hand and tried to break off Lola's fingers or pinch Lola to force Lola to land, but Lola's flight path was too Too much chaos, she always just used a little bit of strength, and then she was slipped by Lola's sharp turn.

She twisted her body in the air like a big fish on a hook.

When Artemis was on the verge of suffocation, Lola finally landed, letting her feet touch the ground, and in an instant, Artemis changed her weak state and grabbed the cane hooked around her neck Pull forward——

Laura let go.

"...

L'unparlebien, l'autresetait

One talks a lot, the other doesn't

......"

The cane was thrown out of Artemis' hand, and she staggered two steps forward under excessive force. Lola caught the cane with an upside down in the air, then she turned her body and gave it to Artemis. A ferocious side kick.

Artemis flew upside down.

The blood spurted from her mouth splashed all over Lola.

"...

Etc'estl'autreque jepréfère

and the one i love

......"

Lola gave Artemis a sideways look and said, "Stay away from my little girl."

"You fucking beat me up for this?!" Artemis snarled, "You bastard! I just asked her a few questions about you! I even bought her some fucking candy and Little biscuit! This is still a fucking daytime thing! Fuck you!!"

"Oh," Lola said, "I know, but I just wanted to hit you now." She paused. "It wasn't about you either. I just wanted to hit someone."

She waved to Artemis, and then rushed into the sky, disappearing at the end of the thick fog.

"...

Iln'ariendit;maisilmeplait

He didn't say anything, but he touched me

......"

Laura went back to the toilet through the window, took off the raincoat in twos and twos, and threw the blood-stained raincoat together with the blood- and dust-stained cane into the bathtub half filled with water to rinse. After washing away the dirt, she Unplugging the bathtub, shaking the raincoat and cane vigorously - she could have been hand-dried at a speed.

She checked herself one last time, washed her face to calm her agitation, and put her raincoat and walking stick back in place.

Slowly and gracefully, she returned to Bruce's side.

She smiled at Bruce, who followed her voice.

The aria went to the max:

"...

L'amour, l'amour, l'amour, l'amour!

love!love!love!love!

L'Amourestenfant de Bohême,

love is a gypsy child

Iln'a jamais, jamais connudeloi

Lawless

Situnem'aimepas, jet'aime,

If you don't love me, I prefer you

Sijet'aime, prendgarde à toi!

Be careful if I fall in love with you!

......"

Laura covered her face, trembling all over.

Bruce watched coldly - he was sure that Laura's mental state was indeed abnormal.

"What's its name?" she asked in a low voice.

Bruce also answered her question in a low voice: "Carmen."

"I super-love this song!" Laura cupped her face. "I super-love Carmen! Thank you for taking me to the opera!"

She spread her arms and hugged Bruce softly and firmly.

"Oh, come on, honey," Bruce said, his voice steady and his smile unmistakable, "I'm honored to introduce you to the beauty of the world, girl."

His jaw tensed nervously and shyly, and it took a while for him to relax slowly.

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