It was another gloomy morning, and the cold wind blew through the soft corners of her skirt, making Theresie Goethe look even more out of place in the school class, for she was the only one in the dress.

There were not many girls who came to sign up, but most of them wore thick pants and trench coats, and many wore scarves and hats to resist the wind.

Theresy Goethe was different, she wore a white shirt with lace patterns, a long tweed skirt on the outside, and although she wore thick woolen socks on her feet, her leather shoes were still bare.

It can be said that in the cold spring of Gotham, it takes a lot of courage to dare to wear such a dress to go out, because not only do you have to suffer from the cold, but you also have to accept the foolish eyes of the people next to you.

The citizens of Gotham don't restrain their disdainful glances just because you seem to be very rich, and in the eyes of the citizens of Gotham, all fools are equal.

Tracy glared fiercely at a girl next to her, just because the girl took a second look at the dress she was wearing, and Tracy thought that she must be jealous of her, jealous that her dress was the latest fabric of this year, and the color isolation and floral on it were all carefully selected by her.

This is Tracy's proudest dress, and even Mrs. Goethe said that after she wears this dress, she can go to Hollywood to play the number one girl.

Theresie lifted her face high to reveal her rounded chin, which is one of the features of her proud appearance, which makes her face look very feminine, closer to the traditional image of a good wife and mother.

Tracy squinted her eyes and glanced around the girls, and found that they either had pointed chins or wide jaws that could hoe the ground, and she was the only one with such a perfect jaw skeleton, because she had paid a lot of money to straighten her teeth since she was a child, and these poor people in the slums would not understand.

Tracy clenched her arms, trying to get some warmth from her skin, because the wind at the school gate was too cold.

"Damn, how long am I going to wait here? Why didn't someone pick me up and take me to the lounge? Why should I stay with this group of poor ghosts who smell like they smell?? Tracy gritted her teeth and stomped her foot, and said very angrily.

Suddenly, she saw a car drive into the main entrance of the school, judging by the license plate, it should be the Wayne family's car.

Tracy's eyes widened immediately, and she ran away from the people next to her, trying to run over, but at this moment, a person came out of the side gate and shouted at them, "Stand still! Stand by the class on the registration form and go in one by one! ”

Theresie glared back at the man, gritted her teeth and stamped her foot, she wanted to find a warm place to stay now rather than chase Bruce Wayne.

More than 150 new students at the door are lined up in three columns, 1 class learns water and electricity maintenance technology, 2 classes learn the operation and management of cold storage, and 3 classes learn car repair, and Tracy is divided into 3 classes.

At the beginning, when Schiller gathered all the gang bosses together, he clearly told them what the three classes were learning.

However, Mrs. Goethe did not include the invitees, and the admissions list did not say which class taught anything, and Mrs. Goethe thought that the preparatory class was just to read books together and see paintings, just like those art salons, so she didn't care which class Tracy was assigned to.

When Tracy found out that there were very few girls in her class, she felt that something was wrong, because if it was an art salon, shouldn't there be more girls?

More than half of the girls are in the 2nd class queue on her right, and most of the female members will choose to learn the knowledge related to cold storage, because among the things taught in this class, the physical work is relatively light, and the proportion of knowledge and technology is relatively large, and there are many things to memorize, which is more suitable for girls to learn.

There are also a few girls who have chosen to major in hydropower, but they have already found some experience in practice, and the same is true for those who learn to repair cars, either they have elders in the family who work in car repair shops, and they have already learned some basics, or they are simply truck drivers and have a better understanding of vehicles.

And Terecy, she didn't know anything, let alone sort the parts of the truck and put them together, she had never been close to a truck in her life.

After freezing in the cold wind for another ten minutes, Tracy finally lined up indoors when she walked in

, she saw a professor in a black suit sitting behind a desk with a black umbrella in his hand.

Tracy breathed a sigh of relief, straightened the folds on her shirt, sat down on the chair opposite Schiller in a very ladylike position, and said softly: "Hello, Professor, my name is Tracy Gothet, I am a freshman in Gotham Prep, and the weather is not very good today, right?" ”

"Yes, Miss Goth." Schiller didn't look up, but registered her information, and continued: "Miss Goethe, your dormitory is located in 4012 on the 4th floor, and you have a roommate, who should be called ...... Let me see, called Sharon, Sharon Weil. ”

"Oh no! I don't live in a dormitory, I don't like living with other people! Therese shook her head and said, "Tonight, our car will come to pick me up......"

At this time, Schiller glanced up at her and said, "Isn't it written in the admissions brochure?" Day classes are not allowed and you must have a dormitory. ”

Tracy's eyes widened and she said, "How can this be?" How could I possibly live in that kind of house that leaks on all sides? That's going to give me a cold! Also, I have roommates, and I don't live in a house with stinking people! ”

Schiller knew that Tracy was a rich lady, so he did not feel any anger at her remarks, after all, a delicate lady who had been raised by a church girls' school would certainly not be able to adapt to group life, and it was normal for her to feel awkward at first, so Schiller spoke:

"This school building was funded by the Luthor family, you don't want to say that the Luthor family built a building that leaks on all sides, right?"

Tracy covered her mouth with her hand and said, "Oh, sorry, I don't know...... But how could the Luthor family invest in a school building? ”

"Because Lex Luthor, the current owner of the Luthor family, is a freshman here...... Oh yes, if you're in school now, in the same grade as him, you might still see him at school. ”

Tracy's eyes rolled, nodded and said, "Okay, so who will make my mattress?" Where am I going to take a bath? Also, I don't want any smell in the bathroom......"

"If you make your own bed and take a shower, you can go to the private bathroom in the Gotham University dormitory, and as for the bathroom, there is a communal toilet in the teaching building." Schiller answered patiently, but Tracy's face grew darker.

"Alright, Miss Tracy, if you have nothing else to do, take this piece of paper and report to the dormitory, the first class will start at nine o'clock today, and I hope you will not be late."

Schiller handed the paper in his hand to Tracy, and Tracy had anything else to ask, but the people behind were already impatient, and when Tracy turned around, she found that standing behind her was a big man, covered in tattoos, and he didn't look like something to mess with.

Tracy knew that she didn't have a bodyguard with her, so she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet, and left with a small suitcase.

Tracy was even more uncomfortable when she arrived at the only school building and dormitory, she didn't know that she wanted to live on campus, so she took only the simplest luggage, half of which was full of books, and some of which were collectibles to show off her taste.

Later, she had to go to the pay phone and call her mother to ask her to bring her luggage, and now the biggest problem she faced was how to get her luggage upstairs.

Her dormitory was on the fourth floor, but there was no housekeeper to carry the boxes for her, and every student who came to school had a large bag and a bunch of luggage, and no one could spare their hands to help her, so Tracy could only grit her teeth and move it layer by layer.

Tracy had never exercised before, and the most intense exercise she did was playing polo, or going for a walk in the park, and carrying a suitcase up the fourth floor was almost half her life.

When she came to the dormitory, she was even more desperate, because the dormitory here was only temporary, it was converted from a classroom, a classroom was not big, there were two beds, there was no shelter in the middle, there was no independent toilet, there was no bathroom, in addition to the bed, there was only a table and two chairs in the room, and even the curtains did not have time to be installed.

Tracy managed to move the suitcase into the dormitory, and just as she wanted to sit on the bed and rest for a while, she found that the bed was even harder than the floor of their house, and she felt that she was in pain.

Unable to sit still, Tracy could only stand up, but

After a while, her roommate came in, and it was even more cramped.

Tracy didn't want to talk to the girl who seemed to know she was from the slums, she glared at her fiercely, and walked out with her arms crossed, intending to take advantage of this time to find Bruce.

With more than an hour to go before class, Tracy wandered around Gotham University, finding the college activity room, the cafeteria, and the gym, where she felt was the easiest place to run into Bruce, but in fact, Bruce had been writing his thesis in the library for three hours.

The search was fruitless, and Tracy felt very frustrated, and seeing that the time was almost up, she walked back slowly, thinking that a few minutes late was not a big deal.

It wasn't until 9:16 that she came to the classroom, and by this time the room was already full, and the teacher had already started speaking.

Tracy swaggered in, found an empty seat and sat down, the teacher who was lecturing on the stage didn't say anything, but the teacher who was sitting in the back and listening to the lecture knocked on the table with a pen.

In an instant, the classroom fell silent, and Tracy rolled her eyes from side to side to find that everyone was staring at her, she coughed lightly and tilted her head to the side, not wanting to talk to them, but at this time, he heard a voice coming from the seat in the back:

"Miss Tracy, you're late."

Tracy's eyes widened, she turned to look at Schiller and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I was just so busy praying that I forgot the time. ”

Tracy knew that this trick would work, and in church middle school, she could avoid any class he didn't like, and the teacher wouldn't do anything to her.

But Schiller stood up, pointed to the door, and said, "It's not a good habit to lie, God didn't receive your prayers, now, go out and stand, if you are late again, you will be expelled." ”

Tracy's eyes widened, staring at Schiller, as if she couldn't believe what she had just heard, but Schiller didn't mean to joke in the slightest, he just pointed to the door, and everyone was staring at Tracy.

Tracy, who had never seen such a battle, blushed and tears rolled in her eyes, she stomped her foot, and ran out in a puff of smoke.

Instead of standing at the door, Tracy ran straight to the payphone she had seen earlier, intending to call his mother and tell him how rude the professor was.

Mrs. Goethe comforted her daughter, but asked her to bear with her, after all, her task was to attract the attention of Bruce Wayne, and she could not give up until she found the rich man.

After Teresie hung up the phone, she cried angrily, leaning against the corner and sobbing, but at this time, she heard a series of footsteps coming from the stairwell next to her.

As soon as Tracy turned her head, she saw Bruce Wayne's face.