Marvel’s Superman

When the car drove into the academy, the first thing that caught my eye was a huge bronze statue.

The cloak is like a rolling wave, showing an arc.

The high-spirited head showed a determined look.

It was as if the light of the right path shone on him.

Coupled with pure copper casting, it outlines the muscle lines and fully interprets a strong sense of strength.

It's Superman!

"You have to get a... this thing?"

Luke got out of the car and felt a little awkward to see his statue standing in the most conspicuous part of the academy.

"Frankly, I'm not very into a personality cult."

He has always firmly believed that if it wasn't for prestige, he should be a low-key and cautious, humble person who does not deserve a reputation.

It's Captain America's business to debut as an idol.

The White Queen smiled and explained: "I specially asked someone to build this bronze statue. You are the sign of the academy and the protection of mutants."

She is very clear that they are gradually gaining public recognition, and it is not her own to win this treatment.

It was Luke who pushed behind the scenes to form the current situation.

Superman, S.H.I.E.L.D., the influence of these two mountains is growing.

Whoever wants to climb the pyramid of power cannot ignore their existence.

The White House is busy with the next election, waiting for a new owner.

Eisenhower, JFK Jr., all actively courted Superman.

In addition to the two departments of land and sea, the Pentagon gradually has a "superhuman department" - most of its members come from various intelligence agencies.

After all, with the repeated expansion of the number of SHIELD agents.

The CIA and the FBI are almost digging the corners.

Only this time, although Hoover felt aggrieved and bitter, he did not dare to say anything more.

Today is different from the past, and provoking Superman is tantamount to courting death now.

"Okay, take me to meet your gifted student."

Luke nodded and acquiesced to the existence of the Superman bronze statue.

Anyway, it's better to be here than to be put in a museum.

He doesn't want to be pulled by the Ministry of Defense in the future to give ideological education to young people.

Captain America's "patriotic education video" is simply a public execution.

"The basic conditions of a famous school are not only teachers and parishes, but also celebrity effects, making students feel proud and full of pride."

"Superman is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate."

The White Queen smiled proudly and led the way.

Although Luke is not a mutant, his attitude is friendly enough.

It can be used as a signboard of the Talent Academy.

"The people in Congress didn't fool me. The building layout and design are good."

Luke strolled by the lake and walked towards the teaching building standing behind the dense forest.

This mutant academy on Long Island is more secluded than the mansion and castle in Chester West.

Apart from the stretches of white buildings, there are still large lawns, forests and tidal flats around, the scenery is beautiful and the heart is relaxed.

Going west, is the attached private port, ready to sail out to sea at any time.

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Dormitory, rest area.

"Raven, when you see Ms. Frost, you have to show some respect."

Charles, wearing a bow tie, dressed in a suit and dressed as a little adult, specially instructed.

Standing in front of him was a little red-haired loli.

The round face is dotted with a few freckles.

The pair of yellow pupils kept turning, looking very aura.

"I see, Charles! You are so long-winded, like Mr. Bryan, who likes to repeat things I remember!"

The young Mystic Ruiwen said impatiently.

Her attention was focused on the screen on the TV, and she didn't take Charles' advice to heart at all.

Ms. Frost wasn't some terrible bad person, and she wouldn't hurt herself.

Raven didn't understand why Charles was so nervous.

"She's a psychic with similar abilities to me."

Charles whispered.

"So on the last home visit you were secretly thinking, 'Ms Frost looks like a bad woman' and that should have been heard."

Rui Wen was startled, she took two steps back suddenly, and fell on the sofa with a "crack"

There was panic on the face, which was dotted with a few small freckles.

"You didn't lie to me, Charles? I didn't mean to!"

Ruiwen is crying, the teacher and the doctor are the two people she is most afraid of at present.

"Ms. Frost, shouldn't she punish me physically? Let me copy words, or deduct my points from the exam?"

Compared with Charles, who is known as the "prodigy", Ruiwen's academic performance is quite average.

Doing exam questions is hell in her opinion.

"If you'd be nice and obedient, maybe Ms. Frost wouldn't have punished you."

Seeing that the naughty sister was frightened, Charles said calmly.

It's actually quite a headache for the bear child to make a fuss.

There are all kinds of strange thoughts and strange questions in Ruiwen's head, which often make Charles unable to answer.

for example--

"Charles, can you sing 'Stars and Stripes Man with Big Minds? "

"Charles, do you know why Aunt Rose is married to Uncle Johnny, but she sleeps with brother Pierre?"

"..."

Regarding his sister Ruiwen who haunted him, Charles occasionally wondered if he had made the right choice to take in this girl with "10,000 whys"?

"Remember! Act like a little lady, Ruiwen!"

Finally, not at ease, after repeating the warning, Charles sorted out his clothes and walked to the principal's office with his sister.

Ms Frost said an important guest would be coming over today.

Compared with the popular Captain America and the best-selling comics, Superman is Charles, who thinks he is very mature, and his real idol.

Precocious children are always looking for something different.

Peers love the flamboyant pecs, Stars and Stripes shields, and American hips.

Charles adored the image, strength and power of Superman.

Think that is the perfect form of human beings.

"Hello, little Charles."

Luke, who was sitting in the principal's office, saw the young bald professor knocking on the door, followed by the restrained Mystique Ruiwen.

He didn't see him as a child, pulled candy out of his pocket, or said something childish to make jokes.

A psychic like Charles, even at a very young age, is far more mature in thought than his peers.

Equal treatment makes it easier to win favor and trust.

"Hello, Mr. Principal."

Charles said with a serious expression.

"Meeting you is the happiest thing for me besides persuading my parents to sign up for school!"

Although Luke was only an honorary trustee, Charles still chose to use the term "Principal".

"Ms. Frost and I are delighted to have recruited such outstanding students as you."

Luke smiled, and did not show any strange expression because of Charles' excessive political and economic tone.

Ms. Frost...

A question popped up in Charles' clever little head.

Where has the White Queen, the principal, gone?

Shouldn't she be there?