Homelander Comics

Michaela never imagined that she could get an Ivy League diploma so easily.

How ironic it is that I worked diligently and hard all those years, but still felt hopeless knowing that I had no chance of getting into the Ivy League.

It's not even as good as a word from Bai Ye's mouth.

"When you have time in the future, you can come here to study, but don't take it too seriously. I will hire a private teacher to tutor you one-on-one. This is the only way for you to really learn something." Bai Ye said, "As for you, you can come to the Avengers while attending classes and serve as my secretary to do some practical exercises. By combining theory with practice, your progress will soar, right?"

In fact, except for the real academic geniuses, the real difference in IQ between people is very small. It's just that the environment and social resources that children from lower-class, middle-class, and powerful families have access to are completely different. With the same IQ, a child from the lower class has to work ten times harder to catch up with a middle-class child, and a hundred times harder to catch up with a child from a powerful family.

Bai Ye is now providing Michaela with the most luxurious educational resources. As long as she is not really a hopeless case, she will definitely be able to become something useful - he still vaguely remembers that in the original world, without Bai Ye's influence, Michaela seemed to have gone to work in a government department and left behind Sam, the loser. This fully shows that Michaela herself is not an easy person to deal with.

Michaela smacked her lips.

If an ordinary person could go to Columbia University, wouldn’t he be so excited that he would fly to the moon?

Bai Ye asked her to attend classes whenever she was free...

After touring the Columbia campus, Bai Ye took Michaela to have lunch.

We had a French meal.

French classic garlic snail puff pastry bowl, black pepper and brandy foie gras pie, cream cauliflower soup with seared scallops and Italian smoked ham...

"Michaela, now you know that your cousin April is not an ordinary person. Have you ever thought about contacting her?"

Bai Ye asked.

"Cousin..." Michaela hesitated for a while and said, "I haven't been in touch with her for a long time. Now that I know she's doing so well, isn't it a bit of flattery to approach her?"

"Hi!" Bai Ye waved his hand and said, "Don't think too highly of her. You are no worse than her now! She graduated from Columbia University's Department of Journalism, and you graduated from Columbia's MBA. She is one of the managers of the Watchers, and you will soon be one of the managers of the Avengers. What are you afraid of?"

"I think that since you two are relatives after all, even if your bones are broken, you are still connected. How about you hang out in the same circle and keep in touch? If you encounter any problems in the future, it will be easier to solve them."

Bai Ye is looking forward to the day when he can put the sisters Michaela and April on the same bed. If the two don't recognize each other, then there will be no point.

snort!

Let that guy Johnny show off Kim Kardashian and Khloe Kardashian in front of him. Now I have the most beautiful sisters whose quality is much better than yours. Who will win and who will lose?

"OK then."

Michaela said:

"After dinner, I'll call my cousin."

Bai Ye and Michaela were eating lunch and chatting when his cell phone, which he had placed aside, rang.

"Taylor Swift?"

"Hey Bai Ye, where are you?"

After Bai Ye answered the call, Taylor Swift couldn't wait to ask.

"Ok?"

Bai Ye frowned slightly.

Could it be that this girl saw me and Michaela?

His super vision opened and he looked around.

There is no trace of Taylor Swift.

"What's wrong? I'm eating."

Bai Ye had a steady hand.

"Eat? What to eat?" Taylor Swift asked casually.

"catfish."

"Ah?" Taylor Swift said in astonishment, "Can that thing be eaten? I heard it's very dirty, right?"

"It's a bit dirty, but... Hey, why am I telling you this? This is not public information. I have the power to decide whether to make it public." Bai Ye said, "Okay, tell me, what do you want from me?"

"If you are free now, come to my house." Taylor Swift said, "I have good news to tell you."

"You have?"

"Pfft! You're pregnant! I'm still so young, I haven't had enough of the life, I don't want to have a baby so early!" Taylor Swift snorted and said, "Anyway, are you coming or not?"

"Okay, I'll come over in a minute."

Bai Ye didn't ask any further questions.

His curiosity was aroused, and he really wanted to know what good news Taylor Swift was going to tell him.

After lunch, Bai Ye sent Michaela to his home and then drove to Taylor Swift's house.

After knocking on the door, Bai Ye saw that the little elf Taylor Swift had already changed into a uniform.

The bunny girl's outfit outlines her round and plump buttocks and straight and round long legs, which is very sexy and charming, making Bai Ye's nose hot.

This little devil really has grasped the man's heart.

"Bai Ye, let me tell you..."

"If you have anything to say, let's talk about it later!"

Bai Ye carried Taylor Swift on his shoulders and walked into the room.

When Taylor Swift was struggling and twisting her body, he slapped her, causing her buttocks to sway.

At this time, Bai Ye sang a classic Cantonese song: "My hometown is in this buttocks. I was born and raised in this buttocks. Although the buttocks are not very big, there are mountains, water and forests..."

Chapter 243 Now the young man is very shy and dares not open his eyes at work;

I am very timid and I don't dare to buy anything in the supermarket.

The whole night passed as Bai Ye sang loudly.

The next day.

The sun rises from the sea level, casting rays of golden light.

The sunlight gradually slanted and shone on Taylor Swift's villa's master bedroom.

The layout of the room is very clear, with the bed in the center and a huge floor-to-ceiling window behind it. The curtains are made of metallic and black fabric, which are luxurious and have excellent light-blocking properties.

In the middle of the master bedroom is a large custom-made bed made of high-quality black walnut, engraved with Taylor Swift's name and music-related patterns.

The sheets and pillows are made from the finest silk and are extremely comfortable to the touch.

In one corner of the bedroom is a large built-in wardrobe, also made of black walnut.There is a mirror inlaid on the closet door. This is Swift's habit. She often observes and thinks in front of the mirror.The wardrobe is hung with all types of clothing, from casual to formal wear, from sportswear to stage wear, in every style.

On one side of the bedroom, there is a luxurious dressing table filled with various cosmetics and skin care products.

"Well……"

Taylor Swift reached out a hand from the messy bed and rubbed her eyes:

"What time is it now?"

Inside the room, torn pieces of bunny girl fishnet costumes were scattered everywhere.

"Ah, it's already 3 o'clock in the afternoon?" Taylor Swift took the phone and looked at it. She was immediately shocked: "Did I sleep for so long?"

“How normal this is!”

Bai Ye also rubbed his eyes, yawned, leaned on the head of the bed, and said:

"Don't you see what time we went to bed last night? How can we not sleep a little longer?"

I go to bed at two and get up at six, and the King of Hell praises me for my good health; I go to bed at two and get up at five, and the King of Hell salutes me; I go to bed at two and get up at four, and the King of Hell smiles at me; I go to bed at two and get up at three, and the urn is a rectangular box…

"It's all your fault!" Taylor Swift hit Bai Ye with a pillow and said angrily, "I told you I wanted to share a surprise with you, but we'll talk about it later if you come up..."

"Hey, who told you to dress up as a bunny girl?" Bai Ye said defensively, "You are obviously trying to seduce me. I am so obsessed with you that I don't care about anything else."

"Humph!"

Taylor Swift snorted proudly and said:

"Do you know that if I sue you for your behavior last night, I will definitely win, because you carried me up before I even had time to react!"

"Then do you know..." Bai Ye raised his eyebrows and said, "If you want to sue me, you will not be able to get away with it!"

Osborne is not Dong Ge. If you play this trick on Osborne in America, do you really think that the American financial tycoons are just talking nonsense?

That's not how you joke!

"Besides, did you really not react? I remember you said 'yes' many times, didn't you? And you even added 'oh, God' from time to time. Didn't that mean you were swearing to God that you agreed?"

"You can lie to me about some things, but don't lie to God. I don't mind being lied to, I can just laugh it off, but can you lie to God so easily?"

Taylor Swift: “…”

"I know you're better at talking than anyone else. I'm just asking for trouble if I argue with you." Taylor Swift pouted and said, "I might as well write a song to scold you! Let everyone in the world help me scold you together!"

"Don't you know how powerful my mouth is?" Bai Ye shrugged. "As for writing a song to scold me... just go ahead and write it. If it's published, I'll be the loser. Besides, I'm still your current boss. Do you think the PR fees that Osborne pays to those media every year are just for show?"

Taylor rolled her eyes: "Damn capitalists!"

She stood up, stepped on the ground with her bare feet, and a strong aroma of white truffle lingered on her nose.

Taylor Swift couldn't help but frown.

She said:

"Oh, I remember wanting to share some good news with you. My second album has been certified platinum."

The scent of white truffles made Taylor Swift’s mind clearer.

"Oh, then you are very awesome!" Bai Ye praised without sincerity.

"Ah!"

Taylor Swift rolled her eyes at Bai Ye. It was all this guy's fault. She had obviously wanted to reward him after sharing the good news with him, but he had already received the reward and of course would not give her any positive feedback.

She grabbed a silk nightgown, put it on, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

Bai Ye supported his head with his hands and looked at Taylor Swift's pair of white, round long legs and her graceful steps with a smile.

The reason why Bai Ye was not so surprised by Taylor Swift's achievements was, of course, that he had witnessed Taylor Swift's glory. She was a star in Europe and the United States with an annual income of 1.8 million US dollars, reaching the ceiling. Spielberg and George Lucas, who are worth about 20 billion US dollars, are more like film businessmen than entertainment stars.

Listening to the dripping sound in the bathroom.

Bai Ye, who had reached his limit because he played until very late last night, suddenly felt like he was back to normal.

"Taylor, wait, your hands can't reach your back and you can't wash it clean. Let me help you scrub your back!"

Bai Ye shamelessly squeezed into the bathroom.

……

"Dudududu!"

In the CEO's office of the Overwatch League, while April was formulating the KPI standards for the league, the company landline phone next to him rang.

"Hey?"

She took it casually.

"Hello, may I ask...are you Apshar?"

"Yes, I am. May I ask who you are?"

Apshar replied doubtfully.

The voice of a young girl...sounds familiar, but how did she get her office landline phone number?

Without some background and means, it would be impossible to get through to her business phone number.

"I'm Michaela, cousin!"

"Michaela?"

"That Michaela from Los Angeles! Cousin, you forgot that someone once said that we look alike, at least 50% alike, but you both never went back to Los Angeles."

When Apshar heard what Michaela said, he immediately recalled his childhood.

With the refinement of social division of labor, people in this world are becoming more and more indifferent. Let alone distant relatives, even the neighbors next door may have been together for decades without knowing each other.

But Apshar still has a very clear memory of this little cousin who looks very similar to herself.

Because if they walk on the street, there will definitely be many people who will mistake them for sisters.