Chapter 243 My Superman Classmate
Kansas, inside the public high school in the small town of Mowell.
Withered yellow leaves herald the arrival of autumn, but for teenagers who are going to school, this is undoubtedly an uncomfortable thing.
Because the summer vacation is over, the boring study life is about to start again.
"Oh, Amber, if you can't take off these damn glasses, I swear I'll never leave with you again."
Black guy Jack kept mumbling: "If you hadn't always dressed like this, that big-ass chick just now wouldn't have left after saying a few words, and she wouldn't even have left me her phone number."
"No, I think she just saw your nose."
Amber carried her schoolbag and walked towards her classroom.
"What does this have to do with my sexy nose?"
Jack had a question mark on his face, "Are you jealous of it?"
"No, your nose is too small, which means your brother is too."
Amber's concise and concise words made Jack understand the meaning instantly.
Then the dark face turned red visibly to the naked eye.
This also gave Amber the opportunity to see what the so-called black and red state is like.
"Damn it, Amber, you have to apologize to me,"
Jack's voice was loud and attracted a lot of attention, but he no longer cared about it because it was about a man's dignity.
"My brother, lies don't hurt, the truth is the sharp knife, and all we have to do is accept it."
Amber stopped and patted Brother Hei on the shoulder, "But it doesn't matter, I won't laugh at you with this."
Class B, Grade 10.
That's right, this is the new classroom in the future.
"Hua Q!"
Jack was in another class, but he didn't want to let it go, so he decided to have a competition between men after school.
Whoever is younger is the younger brother!
When Amber entered the classroom, she immediately changed her face. She was silent, withdrawn, and with her thick glasses, she almost looked like a standard image of a bullied person.
So, just as he was about to find a seat to sit down, the stool was kicked away by a golden-haired kid.
"Hey wimp, you should do the trash can position."
Amber looked at him, thought for three seconds and decided not to care, so she picked up her schoolbag and walked to another place.
But things obviously didn't end like that. After finally having such fun, others naturally didn't intend to let it go.
Fortunately, the teacher came in at this time.
"You'd better be quiet!"
This is a lady in her thirties. She has a very straight nose, but she has a lot of freckles on her face, but it fits the aesthetics of people here.
Since this is the only public school in Morwell Town, the teachers are relatively prestigious, so the farce subsides.
"You have to be careful."
The black-haired boy sitting nearby reminded: "That guy Pierre is very boring, he won't just let it go."
Amber looked in the direction he said and saw the blond boy from before sneering at her.
"Thanks for reminding me, my name is Amber."
"Oh, my name is Clark Kent."
Clark...Kent?
Hearing this name, Amber couldn't help but look at this classmate carefully. Not to mention, it was exactly the same as in her memory.
"What's wrong?"
Clark felt the fiery gaze and couldn't help but shrink back, "I have a girlfriend, you'd better not have other ideas."
"Ha, don't worry, I only like women."
Amber pushed up her glasses.
It has been almost ten years since he traveled here. He was first taken in by an orphanage, and then fostered in the home of a couple in the town. Although his life was not very comfortable, he had never been abused.
Originally, according to Amber's idea, even if he couldn't become a lawyer in the future, he should be a doctor. If that didn't work out, a reporter would be fine, but after merging power and memory, he underwent earth-shaking changes.
My previous concepts were completely shattered, and now I just want to do something interesting.
For example, if you dress up like this on purpose, you are preparing to catch a fish.
Amber thinks that she is still very kind and can't do things like bullying others, so if she resists being bullied, then that's okay, right?
As long as he thought of those ungrateful little bastards crying and changing themselves, he couldn't help but feel excited.
At least for Amber now, this kind of thing is very interesting.
"Ms. Marshall is so beautiful..."
Clark looked at the teacher talking on the podium and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice.
"Really? So you like this bite."
Amber heard this sentence, "Hey, I heard that this teacher is new to Mowell Town. She must not have a husband."
"what are you talking about!"
Clark's face turned red, "Didn't I tell you that I have a girlfriend?"
"That's such a shame."
Amber saw that he was stubborn and said, "Clark, do you know the Old Hunter Bar in town?"
"heard about it."
Clark had heard the word before from conversations between his adoptive parents.
"I'll take you to see it next time I get the chance."
Amber laughed.
"this…"
Clark was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether that place was good or bad, but he instinctively didn't want to ask old Kent and his adoptive mother.
"We'll see then..."
Before she finished speaking, Ms. Marshall on the podium finally couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Those two sitting at the very back on the right, since you don't want to listen to me, then go and stand outside."
Amidst the roar of laughter, Clark walked out of the classroom with a red face. Amber lowered her head and followed behind without saying a word. She waited until the door was closed before returning to her normal expression.
"No need to wait till then, let's go tonight."
He continued to confuse.
"No, no, I want to go back to the farm to help my father."
Clark shook his head repeatedly. This was the first time he had been kicked out of the classroom by a teacher in his adult life.
"Oh, poor kids, you can't rely on them forever."
Amber encouraged from the side: "Only the young eagle that leaves the nest can learn to fly."
"But we only met on the first day."
Clark resisted, "Besides, underage people can't drink. Even if they want to, they can't go to that kind of place."
"Brainless, really brainless!"
Amber looked at the blank sheet of future Superman in front of her, and a strong sense of excitement arose in her head.
The great righteous one! Become the shape I want!
"Forget it, if you don't want to go, don't go. Can we be considered friends now?"
friend?
Clark, who had been alone for more than ten years, was stunned for a moment when he heard this word.
He seems to have never had any real friends.
"It counts...it should count, right?"
"Would you like to help my friend if he's in trouble?"
Amber pointed to the classroom behind her, "The Pique you are talking about looks like he can fight well. If I were alone, I would probably get beaten."
"Well…"
Clark was silent.
Love is waiting here!
However, looking at the evil smile of the guy in front of him, he surprisingly couldn't find it annoying.