Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

"Hey, the weather is pretty good today, and there isn't much traffic on the road." Jackie Chan smiled awkwardly. The adult world is cruel, especially the gap across the class divide.

"Humph!"

The red-haired man did not respond to Jackie Chan's trash talk, but rolled up the window again, as if he wanted to take a look at him.

"That's weird..why haven't I seen them before?"

Jackie Chan saw from the rearview mirror that a little girl in a princess dress jumped out of the luxury car and walked towards the school carrying a schoolbag.

He felt relieved only after confirming that the guy with a fierce look on his face was the parent.

"Forget it. Maybe she's a transfer student like Xiaoyu. She's Asian. It would be nice if she was in the same class with Xiaoyu. Maybe they would have something in common."

What Jackie Chan didn't notice was that there was more than one pair of eyes looking at him in the luxury car just now.

...

Inside a luxury car.

Watching Jackie Chan driving away in the ordinary pickup truck, Ah Fu looked at Rody sitting in the back seat in the rearview mirror.

"Boss, why don't you let me kill Jackie Chan directly? I can definitely kill him and relieve your worries!"

Ah Fu asked in confusion. He didn't understand how such an ordinary guy could stop an undead demon of the same status as his boss.

"call out!"

"Ouch!" Ah Fu felt a pain on his forehead, and when he looked up, he saw a pen floating in front of him that hit him.

Roddy sat quietly in the back seat, shaking the red wine glass and looking at the traces of deep red liquid on the wall.

"Idiot, I told you that there are still enemies in this world that I can't deal with. If you kill Jackie Chan, they will be lured out. How will it end then?"

"Balance, balance, understand?"

Ah Fu rubbed his forehead embarrassedly when he heard this.

"But these guys are so troublesome. Why do they always keep staring at us?"

“Righteousness!”

Roddy narrowed his eyes, glanced at the school outside the car window and snorted coldly.

The black energy has already told Jackie Chan and his team that the positive energy was cheating.

Unfortunately, the black energy could not get any help from the wind, and he could only watch helplessly as the positive energy gradually narrowed the distance between the two sides, feeling helpless and furious.

Fortunately, Roddy had foresight about the plot and had already made secret plans.

"I can't go to Xiaoyu's place. Zhengqi is always watching her. If I get close to her, it might cause some trouble."

"Let Tingting take my place and hide beside Xiaoyu."

Roddy sneered. He was going to support a series of villains to cause trouble for Jackie Chan and his team and tie their hands and feet.

Only in this way can he find and solve the seal left by the eight immortal gods.

Fortunately, Tingting, the little girl with a pure yin body, whom he rescued from the Lotus Temple, can now monitor Xiaoyu and the others' every move on his behalf.

For Tingting, her family has moved to the nearby villages, some died, some left. Now her only support is Luodi, and the two are bound by an oath. She cannot betray Luodi, so he is trustworthy for the time being.

"Let's go, Alfon."

"Yes sir..."

...

in school.

Xiaoyu seemed a little listless. She secretly followed Jackie Chan and others to Neon and witnessed many tragic partings.

These scenes left a deep impression on her mind.

Whenever I have some free time, I will think about it.

The classmates around her did not understand her, and as a Chinese, Xiaoyu could not integrate well with her classmates.

"It would be nice if there was someone who came from China like me."

Xiaoyu thought to herself, clasping her hands together and praying continuously.

"Let's have a Chinese classmate. It doesn't matter where he is from, as long as he can speak Chinese."

She had been praying for a long time.

An isolated little girl, coming to this strange country, needs not only food, clothing, shelter and transportation, but more importantly, love. Unfortunately, her uncle Long does not understand this at all.

...

Soon the bell rang for class, and Xiaoyu stood up from the table listlessly.

"Da da da--"

The head teacher, wearing large bat-shaped glasses, was the first to walk into the classroom.

Another boring day.

This was Xiaoyu's first thought, but it soon changed.

because..

Following behind the head teacher, there appeared a pretty little girl in a white princess dress. She looked so weak and frail, which made people feel lovable.

The most important thing is - Asian face!

The smooth black hair is tied into a bun.

She looked quiet and gentle, and walked into the classroom with a smile on her face.

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment, and then she suddenly felt happy!

"God, did you hear my prayer?"

What did she see? Oh, it was a little girl who looked like a Chinese.

Absolutely, Xiaoyu can distinguish between Chinese people and Japanese or Korean people.

...

"Dear students, we have a new friend today."

"Student Tingting, please explain yourself."

As she spoke, the female teacher who always wore bat-shaped glasses moved away from the podium.

Revealing the little girl behind who is very eye-catching.

Even Xiaoyu's classmates who used to be noisy couldn't help but shut up and look at the new classmates.

Xiaoyu cheered up.

At this moment, she no longer looked drowsy as before.

The little girl in the princess dress was not shy and stood on the podium with confidence.

"Thank you, teacher. Hello, classmates. My name is Luo Tingting and I am from China. Please take care of me in the future."

While speaking, Luo Tingting did not forget to look at the audience.

Look for the little girl that Roddy mentioned.

Sure enough, she saw a girl wearing a light orange jacket and short hair sitting in the corner near the window, looking at her.

Xiaoyu was not difficult to recognize, after all, she was the only Chinese in the class.

At this time, the two looked at each other.

Xiaoyu had an expression of uncontrollable excitement on her face and blinked at Tingting who was standing on the stage.

Luo Tingting also smiled at Xiaoyu as a response, which made Xiaoyu even more excited.

soon.

With the teacher's arrangement, the two became deskmates as they wished.

The main reason was that the female teacher with glasses thought that since they were both Chinese, they would have common topics, which saved Luo Tingting a lot of effort.

...

While the teacher is lecturing on the stage.

Xiaoyu couldn't help but greet the new students out of curiosity.

"Hey, hello..."

"Hello~" Luo Tingting said with some girlish shyness.

As a naughty kid, Xiaoyu hasn't seen a girl as well-educated and gentle as Luo Tingting in the United States for a long time.

At this moment, she couldn't help but think of her classmates.

"Your hair is so beautiful. My name is Chen Xiaoyu, just call me Xiaoyu. Where are you from in China?"

"Xiaoyu?"

Luo Tingting was secretly delighted.

It was great that she struck up a conversation with Xiaoyu on the first day.

From the beginning to the end, Luo Tingting didn't feel that she was here to go to school, but to complete Luo Di's mission.

Even though Luo Di told her many times to just study hard and make friends with Xiaoyu, Luo Tingting still wanted to do more! Better!

From the moment Rody rescued her from the Lotus Temple, she vowed to repay his kindness, and now she finally had the chance.

...

"I'm from Fujian, nice to meet you."

Maybe Tingting's personality is not the most suitable for Xiaoyu, but being alone in a foreign country without any peers, Xiaoyu could not care too much and enthusiastically started to chat with Luo Tingting.

One of them had been holding back for too long and had no one to talk to, and the other tried hard to please him, so they soon became friends.

Xiaoyu falls in love with this new classmate. Tingting will listen to her carefully and even show her emotions to satisfy her vanity.

Every time Xiaoyu talked about dangerous moments, Luo Tingting would widen her big black eyes and grab Xiaoyu's arm worriedly.

It turns out that the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at acting, and it has been the same since childhood.