Superman is my primary school classmate

During the meal, no one spoke, and on the quiet table, only the sound of iron and steel forks tapping on the dinner plate could be heard.

Sean lost control of his hands and feet because his brain was still in a state of over-compliance. He almost stabbed the fork in his nostrils several times while eating. He kept an eye on Sean all the time, for fear that something might go wrong.

Scott tapped the ground with his toes anxiously, and the sound of the click echoed in the room. On his right hand was the temporary communication mobile phone distributed to them by the base. He couldn't help but look at the mobile phone screen without listening. It seems to be waiting for someone's reply.

If you happen to pass by Scott's side, you can clearly see the chat history on the phone screen. The last message is the one sent by Scott, but the last chat was two days ago.

Although Qin didn't explicitly accept her courtship, in Scott's perception, the childhood sweetheart is not just talking about his relationship with Qin, and who else has such a strong connection with Qin.

Scott attributed Qin's failure to break all due to Qin's restraint, and he had long believed that Qin was his girlfriend. Of course, Qin was the first criterion for everything.

Usually, Scott took the initiative to chat with Qin, and Qin's seemingly perfunctory reply in a few words was nothing in Scott's eyes.

Women are all shy, and Scott understands that. He nodded secretly to show that he understood.

It's just that Scott would be frightened every time he went on a mission, and of course it wasn't because of Logan.

Logan has been blacklisted for a long time, and Scott is very confident about it. Even though he always fights with Logan on weekdays, he still feels a little sorry for this guy.

He knew that Qin hated men who behaved indiscreetly, and that Logan, who looked big and rough, had been excluded from the candidates for a long time.

But at this time, a strange idea began to appear in Scott's mind.

His fantasy picture appeared in his mind. In New York, separated by almost half a country, Qin was alone in the school and had no one to talk to. She could only go to work and leave alone alone. In the dormitory room, she huddled herself in the darkness, only the faint fluorescence of the TV shone through her face.

The more I thought about it, the more resentful I became. Qin must have never heard from me because I couldn't eat or sleep after I left, and I was in a trance day and night.

Scott gritted his teeth, his sunglasses blocked the corners of his wet eyes, and a voice whispered, although he is on a mission now, as long as it does not involve confidentiality, nothing should happen.

Beware of what Lex did on this phone, Scott just clicked into the chat software to find Professor X, and euphemistically expressed that he missed and worried about his girlfriend, tapped his fingers, and sent out a series of words :

"Professor, I have not heard from Qin, and I am very worried. I want to ask, how is Qin doing after I leave? Has anything happened? ——Scott."

After the message was sent out, Scott heaved a sigh of relief, as if he had let go of the burden on his body, he picked up the chicken legs on the plate and put them in his mouth, crunching, and the crispy flour wrapped on the chicken legs fell off on the dinner plate.

The waiting time was extremely long, obviously only 5 minutes. Scott glanced at the mobile phone on the table frequently, as anxious as waiting for his beloved to reply after confessing.

"Ding-dong-"

As if he had understood Scott's expectations, news came immediately, and the message reminders began to sound one after another.

A beam of light shot out from the dark eyes, and Scott tried his best to control his uncontrollable facial expressions. Even though the current curiosity was about to explode, Scott still took a deep breath.

It was not smooth at the beginning, the oily hands were rubbing on the screen, and the mobile phone slipped slipperily from the palm. At this time, it seemed that it had grown legs, and it began to dance restlessly on Scott's fingertips. Unwilling to obediently stop.

Scott slapped the phone on the table with his backhand, and the shock made Sean, who was sitting opposite him, tremble. The food he had just raised to his mouth was shivered and fell to the edge of the table and fell to the ground along the tablecloth. The sticky sauce dragged out a long and twisted route, showing the trajectory of its last life.

Greeted by Clark's scorching and resentful sight, hen Kent, who was guarding the cub, and Canav, the chick who was wandering away, Scott didn't want to care what they were doing at this time, and turned his head away. Don't plan to make any eye contact with them.

The nostrils sucked violently, Scott rubbed his hands on his pants vigorously, opened the message board carefully, and the first thing he entered was the greeting from Professor X.

In the dialogue box, Professor X spoke kindly:

"I was very surprised to receive the news from Scott. I have really grown up and learned to care about people."

Scott touched his nose in embarrassment. He grew up in the school since junior high school. Professor X is also a teacher and a father, but he has rarely expressed his heart to the professor—of course, most of the cases Now, the professor always jumps into Scott's mind when he has nothing to do, and cares about the growth of teenagers as an elder.

"The school is running normally, and you can rest assured that Logan is by your side to help."

Tsk, Scott snorted disdainfully. It would be a bad thing to have Logan's help. He was idle in class, and he lost his patience after reading a maximum of two lines in the task file.

When the professor said this, he was even more worried.

In his mind, Logan rolled his eyes and curled his lips condescendingly. He didn't know where he got his confidence. He always chose to ignore Scott's suggestions, and he never obeyed obediently whether it was dressing or class rules.

If he didn't know that Hank had no children, he would have thought that Logan was sent to Academy X because he walked through the back door. This kind of restless guy should be exiled outside.

Scott gritted his back molars subconsciously and made a crisp clicking sound.

Frowning, he spat out the bone in his mouth, rolled around twice and fell out of the plate. It was a leg bone that had been bitten into two.

Flicking down with his fingers, Scott skipped Professor X's nonsense—of course, these words can only be thought about secretly in his heart, or when the professor is away, in front of the professor, but he He didn't even dare to think a little bit, for fear that the professor would see through himself from the inside to the outside.

The professor is a bad guy. Scott knew it when he was in school. Seeing him for so many years, he is still getting along with the old guy Magneto, loving each other and becoming good friends. His worry-loving temperament has not changed at all. .

After rambling on a lot of trivial things in and out of school, I just scraped together two or three pages without finishing it, which can be regarded as an academic paper.

Finally, the key point was overturned at the end. Scott pursed his lips and refused to let go of any information. He could almost imagine that Professor X was sitting next to him at this time, and he said the news about Qin in a soft tone. , eat well, dress well, and don't feel empty at all because of Scott's departure.

Professor X was still relaying Qin's thanks to Scott, and set a dinner for Qin and Storm to spend a very happy weekend that only belonged to the two girlfriends.

Scott swallowed his tears silently. Jean's happiness is his happiness, nothing else, and that's really great.

A tear flowed pitifully from the corner of his eye, Scott sniffed, blinked twice, and disappeared into the air.

Comparing the harmonious atmosphere of Clark and Sean in front of him, Scott put down his fork angrily, raised his eyebrows and folded his hands on his chest, and interrupted the meal on the other side, wrinkling his nose in disgust, " Don't eat it, you are eating pig food."

Only then did Sean come back to his senses. He looked at the dinner plate in front of him in a daze. There was no longer a whole piece of healthy and juicy chicken breast on the plate, which had been smashed into mud by him long ago. , even a baby can easily eat it now.

He stood up and left his seat.

"Is he losing his temper?" Sean opened his mouth in surprise, opening and closing his mouth in disbelief, "What did I do wrong?"

"Leave him alone." Clark skillfully took the messy dinner plate in front of Sean, and replaced it with the jerky he had cut into small pieces. "He's in a bad mood, it's none of our business."

Just beside the seat where Scott was originally sitting, there is a mirror decorated with gorgeous carved patterns on the wall, facing the right hand of the seat, the mirror clearly reflects everything on the seat.

Clark covered his mouth, swearing to God, he really just glanced, he didn't mean to.

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