Homelander Comics

I like you, looking at you paralyzed, you will die tomorrow, the moon view is not right, the moon view is not right, you are a moron.

Harry got a good beating in the groin for using such an acrostic poem to confess his love to a girl, which was the least of his problems.

If you can do something humane, you won't do nothing at all.

Bai Ye shrugged. Who asked Harry to threaten me that day?

"I'll go make you two some tea."

Wendy rolled her eyes at Bai Ye and walked into the kitchen.

"It's obvious that she doesn't like you and hates your behavior of secretly giving her love letters." Bai Ye patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Young man, at your age, why would you want to fall in love? It will affect your studies. You should concentrate on your studies and put women aside. As long as you give up the idea of ​​falling in love, your grades will improve by leaps and bounds, and it won't be impossible for you to surpass Parker."

"Brother, how can you have the nerve to teach me this?"

Harry glanced at Wendy in the direction of the kitchen and didn't dare to continue.

You have so many girlfriends, so of course you don’t have to worry about not having a sweet love, but what about me?

Brother, no matter how old I am today, I am still single!

He is 18 in real age, 19 in virtual age, 20 in appearance, and 21 in appearance.

I can't sleep well every night and I study absent-mindedly. Even after living this long, I'm still a single!

"What are you competing with me for? I'm used to being a waste, do you want to be a waste with me too?" Bai Ye knew what Harry was thinking: "Love is virtual, the water is too deep, you can't grasp it, you know?"

"Brother! I still want to pursue Ken." Harry went straight to the point and lowered his voice and said, "Brother, you have so many girls, you must be very good at pursuing girls. Can you teach me how to pursue Ken?"

"Ah this..."

Bai Ye spread his hands and said:

"You've stumped me. When it comes to picking up girls, I've always been passive, adhering to three principles: no initiative, no rejection, no responsibility."

"With my face and my family's wealth, every time before I fire, they have already come to pick me up. I only need to sit back and enjoy the beauty of sweet love."

"Harry, have you forgotten who you are? You need me to teach you how to pick up girls... Show off your superb skills of driving a Ferrari with one hand at school, and there will be plenty of girls willing to throw themselves at you."

"Kem's family is well-off and she has a wealthy stepfather. She's not an ordinary materialistic and superficial woman. What you taught her are all useless things, brother." Harry said dissatisfiedly.

Bai Ye glanced at Harry and said, "I don't allow you to say that about yourself. You are not a useless thing!"

Harry: “…”

"Oh, anyway, it's useless to drive a Ferrari with one hand. Tell me some practical tips."

Harry needed a favor and didn't want to argue with Bai Ye.

Little boys of his age are still in the stage of innocence and ignorance, very pure, and don't want too many impurities in their love.

People are averse to love that is bought with money.

Instead of mature people like Bai Ye, when they found out that even Feng Feng was illegally buying love, they all smiled knowingly. We are all in the same boat!

"Your tea."

Wendy placed two cups of tea in front of Bai Ye and Harry.

She smiled and said to Bai Ye:

"Master Bai Ye, I know you have rich emotional experience and powerful means. Since Harry has come to you for help, you should talk to him properly."

Wendy is a woman with high emotional intelligence, which can be seen from the fact that she plays with the backup man Rowe in the palm of her hand without letting him gain any advantage.

It can be said that if Wendy herself did not have good talents and was willing to work hard, she would have had a place as the Academic Daji - a person with stunning appearance, stunning beauty, alluring and alluring temperament, a charming and sexy figure, and who uses some high-level prostitution skills to obtain other people's academic resources.

Therefore, Wendy could see that Harry was concerned about her existence and did not dare to speak too bluntly with Bai Ye.

As for her, she has no powerful background, and now appears as Bai Ye's lover, building a good relationship with her brother-in-law and laying a small foundation for her and Bai Ye's future.

"Okay, then I'll tell you about it as someone who has experienced it."

Bai Ye smiled and said to Harry:

"Briefly, here are some signs that a girl likes you—"

“1. She can’t make an appointment no matter what she does: because she is worried that her actual appearance is not perfect enough, and she is afraid that you will dislike her and lose you.”

"2. Haha, I'll wash up first: I'm afraid you can smell my sweat through the curtain, so I'll wash up quickly."

“3. Read but not reply: Because I’m shy, I have too many small dramas in my heart. I ask my girlfriends everywhere, do you mean you like her after saying this.”

"4. Telling her friends in private that you are disgusting: She wants her friends and potential rivals to stay away from you so that she can possess you."

"5. Deleted friends: implying that each other is not just friends."

“6. Block you: I am afraid that I will not be able to control my emotions and fall too deeply, so I have to block you with great pain.”

“7. When you are rejected: The first thing a girl says is not what she really wants to hear. She just wants to hear more of your confession.”

"Ah?" Harry looked at Bai Ye in confusion and said, "Brother, you mean that Ken also likes me, but he just wants to hear my confession a few more times, so he hit me? That can't be..."

He looked at Bai Ye suspiciously, suspecting that Bai Ye was trying to trick him again.

"I mean in most cases, but there are always a few people in the world who are extraordinary and don't follow the rules!"

Bai Ye picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. The taste was bitter and the aftertaste was sweet:

"I haven't met the girl you mentioned, so I can't be sure about her for now, but I can tell you clearly that if she gives you a big kiss, it doesn't necessarily mean she really rejects you. There may be many reasons."

"For example, her schoolbag contains electronic toys that cannot be seen by others. If you randomly look through them, she will definitely be embarrassed and angry. For example, in her heart, Chinese culture is very sacred, and she is very angry that you use such a crude poem to express your feelings. She feels that you don't respect her, so she gives you a big slap in the face, which is also reasonable, right?"

"I understand, big brother!" Harry pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up and said, "I was confused before, but after listening to what you said, I found that Ken actually likes me. There are too many traces. Looking back, it is obvious. The reason I failed this time was that my confession posture was wrong. As long as I confess in a few more postures, there should be no problem."

As he spoke, Harry was about to run out with his schoolbag on his back.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Bai Ye shouted, "It's so late, sleep here for one night and go to school tomorrow."

"No." Harry said without turning his head: "I have to go home and think carefully about how to continue to express my feelings to Kenm."

Well, Harry quickly thought of it in his mind. Next week, Midtown High School will organize senior students to visit Osborn, and Ken will also go. Is there any room for him to manipulate and make a romantic confession?

"Uh..." Wendy blinked as she watched Harry leave, then looked at Bai Ye and said, "You're teaching him how to fall in love like this, aren't you afraid that Harry will become a narcissist?"

According to the secret love standards that Bai Ye mentioned, there is no woman who would not like him.

"Narcissism is better than inferiority complex, right? Narcissism only hurts others, but inferiority complex hurts yourself." Bai Ye said with a smile: "Confidence is always a good quality that everyone should have, even if it is too much and turns into narcissism and conceit."

I don't know when the word "Pu Xin Nan" became a derogatory term. Why can't ordinary men be confident? Confidence is so precious to people with low self-esteem, but some people never have it in their lives. They can only live in low self-esteem, suffering and tormenting.

The term "Puxinnan" is a linguistic edge ball that allows similar conceited evaluations to be smoothly expanded and applied to the vast majority of men.

Some female celebrities attack the disadvantaged male groups, harvest the disadvantaged female groups, and then fawn over successful men, who are their financial sponsors. This is the logic behind their behavior. Haha, this is not stupid, but really bad!

Wendy thought about it and nodded:

"Right."

Judging by Harry's appearance, he is still cautious when it comes to dating, what he lacks most now is bold self-confidence.

With Harry's family background, no matter how ugly he is, it is enough to support his unlimited self-confidence and he can still win against all girls.

"Well, no matter what happens to Harry, as a member of the Osborn family, he will definitely not be short of a wife."

Bai Ye said:

"Wendy, it's time for us to go to bed."

"what?"

Wendy stammered:

"I want to read some more."

孽 孽!

She was finally glad that she could have a night's rest, but who could have thought that Bai Ye would go home again. Was he deliberately trying to make things difficult for her?

I am a weak woman who can't even tie a chicken, I really can't bear to be beaten by the pendulum every day!

A block of iron may be hammered into fine iron, but her iron can only be hammered into meat residue.

"Why read a book? Life lies in exercise."

Bai Ye picked up Wendy and walked towards the bedroom on the second floor.

……

The next day.

The sky was full of red clouds, radiating golden waves, and the red sun was like a furnace of boiling molten steel, gushing out with dazzling golden light.

Wendy was awakened by Bai Ye while she was sleeping.

When she woke up, she saw Bai Ye putting the prepared breakfast on the dining cart and pushing it over.

"Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?"

Wendy blinked.

"What? I've always been very good to my women, right?"

Bai Ye said:

"If you don't like it, forget it."

Well, to be honest, Bai Ye is still a bit of a sensitive man. It’s probably because he and Wendy became a little closer last night.

"Only a fool doesn't like to be served!"

Wendy smiled.

She threw back the quilt, got up, took a silk nightgown from the closet, put it on, walked into the bathroom barefoot, and began to wash.

After a while.

The two of them sat together to eat breakfast, millet porridge, eggs, and small fried buns. It was not very rich, but it was full of warmth.

The two didn't say much. They ate breakfast, chatted briefly, and looked at their phones.

"Hmm..." Wendy bit her chopsticks, stared at the phone screen, and asked, "Master Bai Ye, I've always been a little curious, why are there so many homeless people on the streets of America? It's completely different from China. Even if there are beggars in Chinese cities, their income is much higher than that of white-collar workers."

"This question is quite interesting..." Bai Ye thought for a moment, put down his chopsticks, and said, "Why don't I tell you a little story so that you can understand it more easily?"

"Okay."

"White-collar worker, with an annual salary of more than 10 US dollars, a bright future. Married a wife, loved each other, bought a big house, a big car, and raised a dog; the wife finally started having children, and gave birth to three in a row. I have to take care of the children for 4-5 years, and plan to go back to work after the children go to daycare. After 30, the skin ages rapidly, the body shape is seriously deformed after giving birth, and the couple's life is almost stagnant. The white-collar worker goes to work. The woman is lonely at home. I am determined to go to the gym to exercise and swim more."

"I met a black coach at the gym. He taught me step by step. There was a lot of skin contact and I got very excited. So I took him home and had an in-depth conversation. After a few exchanges, I felt refreshed. Every now and then, the fire was burning. The white-collar worker found something was wrong. One time he went home and hid to catch the adulterer. He caught him but didn't beat him. The black man ran away. He quarreled with the woman. The woman cried and he promised not to do it again. There was nothing wrong for the time being."

"Helplessly, the desire was insatiable and the white-collar worker found that something was wrong again. Since then, he has been in a trance and his work performance has plummeted. The boss said, "You bastard, pack up and leave." The job was gone, and the house and car were in debt. The woman filed for divorce. The court ruled that the three children, the house, and the car belonged to the woman. The dog belonged to the man. The white-collar worker paid 5 US dollars in child support to the woman and the three children every month (55% of the normal period). The white-collar worker struggled a lot at the beginning. He rented a house and found a low-paying job to barely make ends meet. He had a little money left every month to go to the bar to find someone to solve the problem."

"But one day when he came home to look after his children, he found the woman and the black coach practicing martial arts in his old house again. So he went up to fight again. Not only was he beaten back, but the woman called the police and the white-collar worker was taken away. The court ruled: he had violent tendencies and was prohibited from visiting. He still had to pay child support. The white-collar worker completely collapsed. He drank every day and finally lost his job again."

"I was no longer in a working mood. One day I fell ill and was ill for several days or half a month. Finally, my last bit of physical capital and money were used up and I ended up on the street. I held up a sign and walked around the streets asking for pocket money from parked cars."

"..." Wendy said speechlessly: "So this is the standard process for the formation of homeless people?"

"I can't say it's absolute, but a large number of people are like this." Bai Ye shrugged and said, "America is not a paradise. The lower-class people can easily go bankrupt and become miserable."

"Let's not talk about these unpleasant topics." Bai Ye ate a small fried bun in one gulp and said, "The game "Minecraft" has been successful, and the project of "League of Legends" should also be launched."

"I know." Wendy became very excited when talking about business, with a hint of heroism between his eyebrows. He said, "I have already started to recruit game designers, artists, programmers and other talents to expand the scale of Tianmei Studio. With the cash flow earned by "Minecraft", I think we might as well be bolder in the production of "League of Legends" and invest more money. What do you think?"

"My Little Pony" and "Minecraft" were both started before she took over Tianmei Studios, and they cannot be considered her achievements at all. Only the upcoming "League of Legends" can prove her strength.

So of course Wendy wants to make "League of Legends" as perfect as possible and to deliver a satisfactory answer. The higher the production budget and the better the game, the better the results will be, allowing her to gain a firm foothold.

Of course, it couldn't be that Xia Jier just made up a number randomly. She had discussed this with Bai Ye.

"Okay." Bai Ye nodded and said, "Then let's give it $1 million. $1 million for the production of League of Legends should be enough, right?"

He knows that League of Legends can make a lot of money, so he is not stingy with investment. Under $5 million, Wendy can do whatever he wants. Just like when League of Legends became popular, Riot Games spent hundreds of millions of dollars to make a self-entertaining animation. Why? He has money, so he can spend it freely!

——Anyway, Bai Ye thinks the plot of "The Battle of Two Cities" is just average, and the American style of painting makes people want to curse. I don’t understand why such a mediocre work is touted as a masterpiece. Maybe it’s because of different personal aesthetics.

"That's enough. That's definitely enough." Wendy nodded repeatedly. "Large-scale online games basically have the same principle: the more you invest, the more you earn. I believe that League of Legends will definitely earn our Tianmei Studio a profit far exceeding the investment."

"Then just go for it boldly, come on!"

Bai Ye encouraged Wendy:

"You're the best!"

"No, no, no, Master Bai Ye, you designed it better." Wendy waved her hand and said with a smile, "My Little Pony, Minecraft, and League of Legends are all games designed by you, Master Bai Ye. The first two have become hits, and League of Legends will definitely be no exception. Otherwise, there must be something wrong with the production."

Well, Wendy is a very sensible veteran in the workplace. She knows that any credit belongs to her boss, and any blame is hers.