I want to have a date with Superman

When I returned to the classroom, most of the biology class was over.

Having just received a lot of bad news from Mrs. White, Harley was not in the mood to listen to the lecture.

You see, compared to us Homo sapiens, Neanderthals had relatively flat foreheads and large mandibles.

Teacher Grace left the podium, holding a gray-white human skull model and showing it back and forth among her classmates.

Are Neanderthals really extinct? Waylon looks almost exactly like this skeleton. He is also stupid and stupid. Could he be a primitive man? Hahaha! said a person sitting in the row behind Harley. Huang Mao suddenly shouted.

Like other classmates, Harley also subconsciously looked at the big boy named Waylon.

Waylon Jones, sports special recruit, center of the school football team, 1.95 meters tall, like a mountain of meat, sitting in the corner of the last row.

Hahaha many people couldn't help but laugh, and Harley also raised the corners of her mouth.

Waylon covered his face with his hands, embarrassed.

Speaking of which, Harley was the first to make fun of his appearance.

She gave him the nickname Gua Ge because the guy really looked like Gua Ge from The Croods.

But except for her, no one else understands the meaning of Gua Ge.

Thomas Elliot, you have gone too far! Teacher Grace frowned.

Maybe it really is a genetic awakening? You also said that modern humans also have a small amount of Neanderthal genes in their bodies. Huangmao Thomas said with a smile.

Elliot is also a wealthy man in Gotham, and Thomas is fully qualified to form the Gotham F4 group with Bruce.

Ding ding ding The young biology teacher was at a loss for words when a rapid siren suddenly sounded in the corridor outside the classroom.

Ah, students, take cover quickly, it's a terrorist attack! Teacher Grace screamed, holding the skull mold and ducking under the podium.

Harry quickly took out the purple orchid-patterned princess hat from the desk.

After putting on her hat, she pushed away the chair, shrunk and hid under the desk.

This is a specially made hat made of bulletproof cloth. The wide brim droops and can cover most of the head.

By this time, the classroom seemed empty. The students were squatting under the table, their expressions were not frightened or even nervous, they were just chatting casually in low voices.

After a while, the classroom door was pushed open, and the dean of the Academic Affairs Office led five campus security guards to rush in. He was holding a paper box the size of a keyboard, with an automatic rifle drawn on the surface of the box to the same scale.

Tu tu tu tu tu tu tu tu. The security guard held a cardboard box gun and fired repeatedly.

Then, they left the classroom and headed to the next room.

However, the students did not get out from under the table because the terrorist attack was far from over.

Hi, Harley. Dotty, the breast bully, squirmed like a fat worm from the other end of the aisle to Harley.

Did Bruce confess his love to you? She lowered her voice, her eyes lit up, and she was very excited.

Harry hugged his knees and sat on the skirt with his legs together. He was a little surprised when he heard this, It spread so quickly?

Dottie leaned over and squeezed Harley's arm hard with her breasts in the small space.

One is the Prince of Gotham, and the other is Sq. I think Gotham Gazette will make the headlines tomorrow morning. She said exaggeratedly.

God, Harley, you defeated all of us, no, you defeated all the girls in Gotham. Dottie's originally pretty face was a little distorted.

Jealousy is barely concealed.

It's not really a confession, he just invited me to watch the NBA. Hallie wanted to downplay the matter.

Don't be ridiculous. The locker is a public place. When you rejected him, there were other people around.

At this point, Dottie imitated Harley's tone and said in a humorous tone: Oh, Bruce, you are a good person——

Fake! Harley pressed Dotty's big breasts and pushed them out hard, I don't want to discuss this topic now.

The original product does not contain silicone and feels very good.

Err- Dotty squirmed and screamed, but refused to leave, Harry, you have gone too far. You took off the brightest jewel in the crown and refused to show it to us.

Harley continued to push the ball, He's right there, just look hard.

The person is there, the heart is here, Dottie tapped Harley's chest, Tell me, what does it feel like to be confessed by Bruce?

Also, how can I please him?

Serena and I made a private agreement on who can get Bruce's first prize.

Two girls here were playing a push ball game. On the other side, Huangmao Thomas also climbed up to the young master and said with a smile: I thought you were not good at it, but I didn't expect that you have a good sense and chose the best one. What a pity.

I don't want to talk to you about this. The young master said calmly.

Don't be so cold. We have been friends since childhood after all. Huang Mao said with a smile.

Bruce wanted to say that although we had known each other since childhood and were classmates from elementary school to middle school, the word friends really didn't count.

However, the young master has a silent personality, but he is never indifferent. He will not rudely reject the kindness offered by others, even if it is mixed with other things.

If you treat me as a friend, you shouldn't ridicule me when I fail. The young master said.

Huang Mao shrugged, I just want to tell you the reason for failure.

The young master was stunned, What's the reason?

Huangmao Thomas pointed at the two girls, Harry, who were pushing and shoving together, and chuckled, What do you think?

Be direct about what you want to say. The young master frowned.

Thomas leaned into the young master's ear and said in a mysterious tone: I heard that someone once saw Harley kissing second-year Helen in the gymnastics room. It was the Helen of the Surting family.

Really? The young master was stunned.

The news about gossip queen Serena Woodson, the people and places are detailed, it should be correct.

The young master was silent.

Except for himself, every classmate in the school has one or more very good friends. Harley's best friend is Helen Surtain.

Thomas winked at him, Are you more excited?

It's a little exciting, but...

The young master looked indifferent, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking, I understand.

What?

It's cramped here, and I don't want to be crowded with you. After the young master finished speaking, he slightly raised his chin and motioned for him to look to the left and behind.

Thomas turned around and saw two classmates, a boy and a girl, kissing each other passionately under the table.

During the anti-terrorism drill, the students hid under the table with nothing to do. Some were reading comic books, some were playing PSP, some were in a daze, and many men and women were tired of being together.

When American high school students kiss in the classroom, the teacher doesn't care if they see it.

In addition to the male and female students, there were also male classmates huddled together to chat, so the young master’s reason did not hold up.

This is an excuse!

Thomas stared at the young master's indifferent face for a while, then turned around and crawled away.

Why are you so arrogant? Didn't you get rejected outright? He cursed in his mind, his face twisted a little.

As noble as he was, as smart and handsome as he was, he deserved to be the favored son of heaven that attracted everyone's attention.

But as long as Bruce is there, he, Thomas, becomes a star around the sun.

From childhood to adulthood, there is no exception.

Wait until I win the gymnastics queen, let's see what kind of expression you can put on. Huang Mao flicked the yellow hair on his forehead and turned to Harley with unpredictable eyes.

At this moment, there was a rapid clang of leather boots on the ground in the corridor.

This is the GCPD (Gotham Police Department). The terrorist has been killed. The alarm has been lifted! a middle-aged man shouted.

Huang Mao, who was hunched over and crawling, let out a long sigh of relief, rubbed his waist and shouted: Fake, it's finally over.

“Bang——” A sharp gunshot sounded suddenly in the classroom.

What the Fake?! Thomas turned around blankly and saw the dean of students again.

This time, he was wearing a police uniform, pointed a gun at him, and said coldly: Thomas Elliot, you are such a fool, you are dead.

The gun was real, and the sound was real, but it was a hollow bullet, and the barrel was pointed toward the ceiling.

It's only been ten minutes since the alarm bell sounded. How can the real Gotham police be so efficient? On the other side, Harley complained under the table.

Terrorism prevention class, Harley Quinn A, Thomas Elliot F! Leaving this sentence behind, the dean ran to the next classroom.

Fake! I was careless. Huang Mao slapped his forehead and sat back in his seat in frustration.

He has already hung up and no longer has to squat on the table.

The classmates didn't take it seriously. Those who were kissing continued to kiss, those who read comics continued to read comics, and those who discussed the life and death of the cross-dressing hero Baton also continued to discuss with newspapers.

Another full fifteen minutes passed.

GCPD, this is Detective Jim Gordon (PS). The scene has been controlled and the alarm has been lifted. A weak man said perfunctorily.

Detective, are you the only one? a classmate asked.

Well, come out quickly. It's over. The man may not have even heard the question clearly, and just answered it casually.

False! The GCPD will never be so brave and fearless. Isn't it nonsense to face the terrorists who hijacked the campus alone? Students, please don't go out. The male student shouted at the top of his lungs.

Fuck! Jim Gordon cursed in a low voice, stood at the door, and shouted to the other side of the corridor: Harvey, the bomb squad, S.W.A.T., come here quickly.

After a while, a greasy, long bearded man with a middle parting slowly walked over, holding a cigarette in his left hand and holding a plastic shield in his right hand with swat white paint on the surface.

OK, forty police officers are already lining up in the corridor. Princesses and young masters, please show mercy. Mother Doute, please come out and accept the welcome! Harvey shouted cursingly.

What's your attitude? the dean's angry voice followed.

Students' caution is exactly what this class needs to achieve. Not only did you arrive late, taking a full twenty-five minutes to get to school, you also mocked the students and disrupted the class. I want to call Director Luo, Detective, give me your police number!”

Let's go, let's go, the anti-terrorism class is over. Harvey threw down the plastic shield, pulled Gordon and ran out.

This is a unique anti-terrorism class in the United States. Starting from kindergarten, there are surprises several times every semester.

There is no way, this is not a celestial state, school shootings are too common in the United States.

Harley even experienced it once. In the town of Tulsa, her deskmate was also a very close friend, a cute black girl with a delicate appearance.

Even though she shrank smartly under the table according to the anti-terrorism course, she was still pulled out and shot in the head. Her big frightened eyes were always open, and red and white flowed along the table.

That time, Harley saw a look of familiarity in the gangster's eyes. Then, she firmly decided to leave her hometown, even if the next stop was Gotham.

As for whether we should be so cautious and suspect that the police are pretending to be terrorists?

There is a movie July 22, which tells the story of a ruthless man pretending to be a policeman and killing classmates No. 60 and 70 in a summer camp.

very scary.

What's even scarier is that this story is adapted from real events.

What's even more terrifying is that this is Gotham, a place with simple folk customs.

Jim Gordon should be familiar to readers who have watched Batman movies. His status in the master's heart is second only to the old butler Alfred. I have to explain that in the Batman movie comics, Gordon is just the master's assistant, but in this book, at least in the beginning, he is a fan of the American TV series Gotham. In the American TV series, Gordon is the protagonist and the master's bat. The hero is instead a supporting character, so in later chapters, Gordon may get more attention, and Harley will treat him differently.