Anti-Hero Lola [Comprehensive Anglo-American]

Sounds like Bruce's family problem again.

Laura thought for a while and said, "Why does he think you're not smart enough?"

"He still refuses to take Red Robin on missions, I mean, let me go on missions with him instead of staying in the room as a dispensable backup player - oracle is already the best assistant."

"It's like you're saying that oracle work is optional."

"No!" Tim raised his voice, "that's a horrible association—but let me repeat the oracle's work when there's already an oracle and she's doing it better than I can. Feel like I’m nothing to him.”

"Anyone is dispensable to another." Laura replied frankly.

"..."

"Ok, ok, ok," Laura raised her hands in surrender, "Let my sister analyze Bruce's mentality for you: He is afraid that you will die too, so he is trying to postpone the time for you to go on missions with him as much as possible."

"He's not going to let that happen again," Tim said without hesitation, "and I'm not Jason Todd. I'm not that rebellious, I'm not that impulsive."

"Hey," Laura said.

"I don't hate Todd, but he always disobeys orders and has his own ideas. He is not a qualified assistant. A qualified assistant should be highly obedient."

"True," Lola agreed, "but how obedient do you expect a Crime Alley bum to pry the Batmobile's tires at eight?"

"So what should I do? What should I do so that he thinks I'm qualified?"

"You must have asked him, right?"

"He said he would let me know when he felt qualified."

"...I can understand how you feel." Laura said a little sadly, "The person you regard as your father, his emotions are as unpredictable as a bottomless pit, no matter what you throw into it, there is no way to stimulate him." There's an echo."

"But that doesn't mean he's emotionless, Tebow, I think the opposite is true."

— At least your father is.

"I have two suggestions now, first, fight him recklessly, he will regress; second, tell him from the bottom of your heart what it means for you to be with him in the image of Red Robin He will think about how important the action is. This is very difficult for you, but it is too unrealistic to expect Bruce to take that step first." Laura said, "There is a third way, but I don't think you can do it either. ..."

"What is it?"

"Hold him and cry." Laura said, "You are young, so he will accept this trick. But this trick will not make him change his view of you. In other words, this trick can only force you at best. He tells the truth and speeds up the process a little bit. After all, even if he is already satisfied with you, he won't let you participate in his mission immediately. There will be a completely unnecessary 'probation period'... "

Tim hung up the phone mercilessly.

Laura: "..."

She really didn't intend to laugh at the last time he cried while talking.

Really do not have.

Laura put the phone aside, tiptoed and looked downstairs. On the playground, the rugby players were training. Perhaps seeing Laura going down, the silly captain excitedly gave her an electric eye.

...stupid.

...but it's really cute.

Laura ignored him, turned and returned to the classroom.

Although the group of cheerleaders still gave Lola a bad feeling, it’s not that they wanted to make Lola look ugly and make Lola angry. The main point of her displeasure was that their IQ and level were too poor, and they looked just like that. Let them care about it, even if you win, you will have no sense of accomplishment, so don't argue with them, they are so stupid that they think that Laura is afraid of them.

Finally one day, the impatient Lola sneaked into the cheerleaders' training room.

These little girls had to practice a new formation for the basketball game that was about to come, and they had been practicing hard until late at night.

Luo La used some tricks to stun a security guard in the duty room, pretending that he had a heart attack, and another security guard hurriedly dragged him into the car and drove to a nearby hospital.

She locked the door to the training room again from the outside, ripping the block's cables along the way.

At the moment when the darkness hit, Laura heard the sound of falling and cursing from the training room. A group of little girls supported each other, angrily touched the door with the flashlight of their mobile phone, and then twisted the door——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Panic and fear made them scream, and these melodious sopranos made Lola smile with satisfaction.

Leaning against the door, she heard the little girls in the room shoving and shouting, and some people started arguing, crying, and muttering to themselves... none of which was beyond Laura's expectations.

Cheerleading is a kind of gymnastics that consumes a lot of energy. After intensive training, the girls locked in the training room are all tired, thirsty and hungry, eager to drink and eat, as well as a warm hot bath.

Now is the time when their minds are at their weakest.

Laura felt that if she played a little more tricks, she might be able to scare a few people to death.

She hesitated for a moment about trying to kill in this way.

Why hesitate?

In fact, it is not quite accurate.

Laura did not find sympathy, pity, and a series of emotions she should have in her thoughts, and she was not surprised by this at all. What surprised her was that even though she did not find sympathy and pity in her heart, she still did not want to take things Take it too far.

—she would have to consider how much her friends would put up with such things.

The cheerleader started calling the security room. She was the fastest in the team to calm down. While waiting anxiously for the answer, she snapped at the members who were still arguing.

Of course there was no one in the security room.

But it doesn't matter if there is anyone, they will soon find out that everyone's mobile phone has no signal.

A new round of crashing and crying begins, which sounds lackluster, basically a repeat of the previous crash, only with everything a little more dramatic—but not dramatic enough.

Little girls are arguing about things like "I slept with your boyfriend yesterday", "Your ex-boyfriend broke up with you because you were terrible in bed", "I saw you having sex with the gym teacher" and so on. A certain degree of revelations.

Laura didn't have much interest in such topics. She waited on the door, humming a little tune softly.

The red hair was placed behind her by her, and it gradually became hot. When she stroked her long hair, she felt delighted as if she was stroking a big cat with soft and slightly curly hair.

After waiting until the sound in the room gradually died down, no one was arguing, no one was screaming, only quiet breathing and heartbeat, Laura opened the door lock.

She opened the door.

The beam of the phone's flashlight shone on her cheek, and Lola leaned against the door frame and whistled briskly.

She was surrounded by screams again, but this time screams of joy and excitement, as some girls tried to rush to hug her, and after being deftly dodged by Lola, they threw themselves wildly into the arms of their companions.

This kind of excitement and excitement of "seeing the sun again" is actually a bit incomprehensible to Laura.

The ability to bear is too weak!

So stupid, so stupid, so small, so weak—Lola thought it was a little ridiculous that she wasted so much time on them.

How much do you lose?

Let people know that she is such a powerful person, who went to ordinary high school to study, and was targeted by a group of little girls full of incomprehensible thoughts. She could become the laughing stock of the industry!

It's really boring.

After tidying up this group of little girls, Laura felt neither guilt nor sense of accomplishment, just like eating a box of pizza when she wasn't hungry.

She shook her head and slipped away while the cheerleaders were still crying and laughing.

As soon as I got home at night, Laura received an angry questioning call from Peter: "Did you do the power outage today?"

"Yes."

"What are you going to do?" Peter was puzzled. "What good is it for you to tear up the cable? Or are you just going to do it for fun? No matter what you were going to do, you've made me miserable today!"

Speaking of which, Peter has been really unlucky recently.

The law and order in Queens has never been very good. Although it is rare to encounter big cases that can attract the attention of the whole country and even attract the attention of the world, there are still many small cases of vandalism and sneaky crimes. Actually, that's what Spider-Man, now a teenage high school student, is in charge of.

I don’t know what’s going on recently, but similar petty thefts have suddenly increased, almost every day on different streets, although this is still a good exercise opportunity—but this kind of exercise opportunity will always be less and less the better.

And Peter really didn't have much time to spend on his little jobs.

As an alternate member recognized by the entire Avengers, Peter has been receiving special training from S.H.I.E.L.D. Internship in the Stark Corporation is required.

It's a real internship.

Basically, they wandered around the HR and R&D departments, and occasionally they were brought into the laboratory by Dr. Banner to watch some experiments that Peter didn't understand, and then listened to a group of industry experts arguing fiercely. Thoughts on this experiment.

"Will Mr. Stark watch it?" Peter once asked Harpy expectantly, that is, Mr. Stark's driver and the Minister of Safety, the liaison responsible for reporting to Mr. Stark about Peter's various situations.

"Of course I will give the form to Mr. Stark. As for whether he will read it? Boy, I advise you not to have too much hope."

Happy was right.Peter sent countless messages and emails to Mr. Stark, basically describing his daily life in detail, even the fact that he had dinner on the balcony of someone else's house and met "Carmen" who fell from the sky , Peter wrote an email carefully and sent it to Mr. Stark.

But Mr. Stark never got back to him.

Peter complained to his new partner—the only Laura who was about the same age as him, and even a few years younger than him—that he was ignored many times.

Mary Jane once teased him, saying, "You're like a bastard who can't wait for his father's attention."

Well said Mary Jane.

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