"Who are you?" Tilly put down the stack of papers in her hand, and she stood up in confusion.

"Feng Chen, a gentleman named James called you earlier...... "Feng Chen, pretending to be on the phone, gestured.

Tili suddenly realized, she showed a hint of understanding, and then stared at Feng Chen with a look of concern, and asked again in an uncertain voice:

"My teacher recommended you?"

"Yes, my first time in Manhattan, I don't know many things, but fortunately I met Mr. James at the café, Mr. James is a wise old man, I have a great time with him, and at the same time I have benefited a lot, and with his help, I have come to disturb you."

"I'm sorry, I'm a little slow to react," Tiri said with a signature smile, she reached out and pushed her glasses, motioning for Feng Chen to sit on the leather chair opposite, while she walked back behind the desk, put her hands on the table, formed a regular triangle with the tabletop, and said lightly:

"So Mr. Feng Chen, since my teacher recommended you to come here, I'll make a long story short, what kind of college did you graduate from?"

The corners of Feng Chen's mouth twitched slightly, and he saw that Ms. Tili on the other side was staring at him upright, and said honestly: "An ordinary university." ”

"So, Mr. Feng Chen, do you have a degree certificate in psychology?" Tiri's face was calm, but her eyebrows were slightly raised.

"Sorry, no." Feng Chen said honestly.

"Mr. Feng Chen, it's really not good, you can talk about what you have done about practice." Tiri didn't show the slightest impatience on her face, but her tone was extremely calm.

"Sorry, no, I've never had access to this." Feng Chen laughed dryly.

"Then all I can say is sorry, Mr. Feng Chen, the position of teaching assistant may not be suitable for you." Tilly laughed.

"Yes." Feng Chen nodded, he already knew this, at this time Tili got up to pack her things again, she looked up and glanced at the oriental man who was still sitting there in surprise, and continued to pack her things.

The meaning of sending off guests is already obvious.

Feng Chen coughed lightly, he showed a hint of frustration, but still forced a smile on his face: "Ms. Tiri is a competent psychology tutor, and she is still very happy to meet you." ”

Since there is no way, forget it, maybe there is no endless road, Tili saw the man's somewhat depressed back, and felt that she was not close to people, after all, it was recommended by her teacher, so she stopped Feng Chen, who was about to leave.

"Well...... If you don't mind, the school lacks a night guard security guard, I can recommend you, after all, you were also recommended by my teacher. Tilly said that she was going to visit her teacher tonight and ask why she was doing this.

"That's a thank you." Feng Chen turned around and said with a hint of gratitude.

"It's nothing, you can walk around the school now and get familiar with the environment, after all, you have to report to the school security room in the afternoon." Tiri turned around and closed the door of the office, Feng Chen watched Tili turn around and leave, touched her nose, although there was a little difference with her own thoughts, but in short, she still infiltrated KSU University with an official identity, as for why not sneak in? Sorry, it's not stealing from the dog, and that's the best way to go.

Superman Clark Kent is different from ordinary people, but this world is an ordinary world, and the people he has the most contact with are ordinary people.

Don't forget that there are limits to making a move, and in that sense, the average person is the wisest decision.

Feng Chen strolls in the beautiful university campus, the white buildings and green grass trees complement each other, the passing fountain reflects the colorful rainbow in the sunlight, and from time to time passes by a group of students full of youth, talking and laughing, Feng Chen found a secluded place, there is an ancient cypress tree, it seems to be a hundred years, and he can smell a trace of time from it.

On the opposite side was a green flat, where a few guys in white shirts were kicking balls and roaring from time to time.

"Martin! Pass it on! ”

"Hell! You've been cut off again......"

Feng Chen squinted his eyes and looked at the other side, his thoughts had already drifted to the clouds, his mind was empty, he sat on the ground with his back against the tree, enjoying the scorching sun at noon.

At this time, there was a footstep behind him, Feng Chen's ears moved slightly, and then a well-proportioned, fair-skinned man was wearing a gray sweatshirt, carrying a schoolbag to the side and sitting on the grass, with a handsome face, and a slight width on both sides of his cheeks, giving people a sense of authenticity, his eyes with a trace of clarity, but overall with a trace of depression, his hands in the sweatshirt, as if in a daze.

"Hey, buddy! Be careful! There was a warning from the opposite side, a black and white round object flew towards this side at a rapid speed, and the air pulled out an indiscretable sound of breaking wind, and with a "clang", it smashed into the man's head, and Feng Chen leaned against the edge of the tree, he glanced at it with slanted eyes, and a hint of imperceptible pleasant smile touched the corner of his mouth.

"Clark Kent."

"Sorry, man, are you alright?" The guy who accidentally kicked the ball off the field was a stocky guy with short hair, and he hurriedly ran over to ask, and when he saw the other person's appearance, he showed a smile.

"Clark, is that you?"

"It's me, Matthew." Clark frowned slightly, his eyes were clear with a hint of helplessness, he reached out and threw the ball to Matthew, about to pick up his schoolbag and leave here, the guy named Matthew on the other side showed a hint of bad taste on his ordinary face under the baseball cap, reached out and threw the ball on the head of Clarke, who turned his back, and then sneered:

"Who am I supposed to be? Isn't this a stupid big guy who is about to leave school? ”

Feng Chen's heart "fluttered", "Stupid big man? Is that talking about Clark? He watched the farce with interest.

"Hey! Buddy! Where are you going? Matthew saw that Clark was silent and ready to leave, he shouted inch by inch, took off his baseball cap and threw it away, grimaced with his back to Clark, and said with a smile:

"Freak! Are you ready to go to work again? Or is your family in a poor situation that can't open the pot anymore? ”

Clarke's legs stopped in place as he took two steps forward, and Matthew's sneer came from behind him.

"Freak! You're a celebrity at our school! Stay and have fun with us! ”

Feng Chen was slightly moved, his eyes flashed a glimmer of light, naturally it was not because of the ordinary white student who bullied Clark, but because of Clark himself standing there, from just a moment, Feng Chen could feel a strong force converging on him, so that in an instant, the surrounding green grass shook slightly, which in the eyes of ordinary people, they could only feel that a wind suddenly arose to blow the green grass, and they couldn't feel this power that was integrated into nature.

At the same time, Feng Chen's interest was in the construction of a thermal image in his mind, and then the hot thermal image in his mind was like a small humanoid self-propelled sun, but the hot core was only in the heart.

"He hasn't mastered his own power yet, but this power alone is enough to destroy the entire city of Manhattan." Feng Chen sighed, this stems from the fact that Kryptonians are born at a higher level than human beings, which is blessed, just like those eight words, born like this, it is not accidental.

There are countless races in the universe, each race has its own unique racial characteristics, such as the human race, its unique carrier soul, such as the demon, its unique carrier real name, each race has a different level of life, some races are born strong, can break mountains and rivers, can be integrated into space, can control the elements, call for wind and rain, strong as Si, some races are born mediocre, but have great potential.

The human race is just a drop in the ocean.

"A guy with great strength, he doesn't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings." Feng Chen sighed again in his heart, he still had no intention of helping.

"What? Are you deaf?! Seeing Clark with his back to him, Matthew felt resentful, walked up to Clark, and stared up at Clarke, who was a head taller than him.

Clark's eyes flashed more helplessly and irritably, he stared at the guy in front of him who was in a different class but lived on the same floor, did not speak, and directly crossed Matthew to leave.

"Wait!" Matthew flashed a hint of sarcasm and teasing, he blocked Clark's path again, and Feng Dust watched silently, giving the young man named Matthew a thumbs up in his heart.

Really, it really takes courage to dare to block Superman and fool this guy.

"Freak! Are you going to go back to your hometown of Morwell? Go back to your dirty, old farm? ”

"Matthew, I don't like you, you don't get in my way." There was more helplessness in Clark's eyes, Feng Chen saw his fists clenched, then released, and then clenched again, to which Feng Chen smacked his lips.

He could understand, after all, that an ant roaring at an elephant and an unarmed human roaring at an entire pack of lions in the vast African savannah were all part of one act, the instinct of a creature, as the saying goes.

Look for death.

It's just that Feng Chen doesn't understand why he has been bullied to such an extent that this guy hasn't fought back, yes, only this kind of endurance can have the courage to wear red briefs in the future.

"Kind guys." Feng Chen shook his head, Clark Kent in front of him was a kind guy, and he was not weak, after all, the pattern was there.

Species with a high level of life will still feel arrogant and indifferent to each other in the face of species with a low level of life, even if they do not have a trace of contempt, but the species with a low level of life will still feel arrogant and indifferent to each other, which stems from the different patterns of the two and brings different feelings to each other.

It's just, it's sad.

If it were replaced by an abyssal creature now, this guy named Matthew would have been torn to shreds, but Clark still chose silence and patience.

"Matthew! What are you going to do to pick up a ball and stand there? There was a question from the green lawn behind, Matthew glanced at Clark threateningly, he just likes to bully this freak, and he is bored anyway, but this freak is still so boring, so Matthew sneered, and shouted around Clark to the man who had been leaning against the roots of the tree in the distance:

"Hey, kick the ball over! Yellow Skinned Guy!! ”

Feng Chen saw a football in the grass less than two meters in front of him, and when he heard Matthew's voice, Feng Chen showed a mischievous smile, he was just watching the excitement, but he could be shot while lying down?

So he laughed even more heartily, and even laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at?! Yellow-skinned monkey?! Kick the ball over! ”