A beautiful girl who was crying, a handsome gentleman who happened to pass by, this fairytale encounter, even Tracy herself did not expect, but she quickly reacted that this was the best opportunity.

She immediately covered her mouth with a handkerchief, glanced up at Bruce, and continued to cry sadly.

In Tracy's expectation, Bruce should come up to her very gentlemanly and ask her what was wrong, and Tracy could tell her what had just happened.

The front part went well, and Bruce did walk over, looked her up and down, and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"I ...... I ......" Theresie sobbed and said intermittently, "I'm just a little late, Professor...... He actually forced me to go out and get punished! I was a freshman on my first day of reporting, and I didn't even know when class was going to ......"

"Oh, you're a prep student?" Bruce looked at him again, as if he didn't believe it, and asked, "Someone forced you to go out and take a penalty stand, who was it?" ”

Tracy was overjoyed, and to her ears, Bruce's tone was about to give her an outlet, and she immediately said, "It's the professor who received the new students before, and I saw the signature on that application form...... It's called Schiller, Schiller Rodriguez ......"

"I still have something to do, I'll go first."

In the split second that Tracy didn't react at all, Bruce's figure vanished, leaving her alone and frozen, like a sculpture about to crack.

After a long time, Tracy reacted, she hammered the wall with her hand, but she screamed in pain, Tracy gritted her teeth and chased in the direction where Bruce was walking.

Chased to the library, Tracy couldn't get in, because the library needed a Gotham University student ID, and the student ID card of the prep students hadn't had time to print, so they couldn't enter the library now.

Tracy took a deep breath, she stood in the cold wind outside the library door, her teeth chattering, she wondered, how long can a playboy like Bruce be in the library? As long as she waited at the door of the library, for ten minutes at most, he would definitely come out.

That's four hours.

Tracy was frozen and stiff, but Bruce was still concentrating on his studies, without raising his head.

When it was finally time for lunch, Bruce put down his book and planned to eat, only to see a trembling Tracy at the door.

But he just glanced at her, and immediately walked away, and Tracy chased after her, and said with some slurred words: "Mr. Wayne, please wait a minute, I don't know where the cafeteria is, can you take me there?" ”

This is a chance encounter scene designed by her, generally speaking, no boy will refuse a beautiful woman who asks for directions, not to mention, she has just cried, and now she must be pitiful.

Perhaps Tracy had little experience with this situation, but in Bruce's eyes, he saw a madwoman whose hair had been blown into a chicken nest, her face was red from the cold, her lips were white, and her snot was running down her lips.

Not to mention that he is now devoted to his studies, even if he usually meets such a woman on the road, he may send the other party to a mental hospital.

Bruce didn't say anything, and walked straight ahead as if Tracy didn't exist, but Tracy was still behind him, and Bruce didn't stop her.

He was so used to being chased by all kinds of women, and as long as he didn't give them a reaction, after a while, they would retreat.

After all, for these courtesans, face is the most important thing, if they chase someone with a dirty face, even if this person is Bruce Wayne, their reputation in the circle will definitely fall very much.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Bruce walked straight in, but Tracy finally saw what she was like in the reflection of the glass.

She grabbed her hair like crazy, let out a scream, and ran quickly into the bushes next to her.

After a while, Tracy finally sorted out her image, but there was no trace of Bruce in the cafeteria.

Bruce, who was anxious to go back to writing his dissertation, had finished his meal in just ten minutes and was now back in his seat in the library.

Tracy was cold and hungry, but unwilling to give up, she turned away

glanced at it, then entered the cafeteria, and using the skills he had prepared before, accosted an ordinary male classmate and got a student ID from him.

Falsely claiming that the boy was her boyfriend, Tracy managed to infiltrate the library and make it to Bruce's opposite.

Bruce wrote the paper without raising his head, Tracy kept looking for topics, coughed while holding her chest, walked over to help Bruce pour water, and during the pouring water, touched his arm with her elbow, and gently kicked the beam of the table with her toes under the table.

Perhaps most people have experienced that when you focus on something, your five senses will become very sensitive, and a little wind and grass may interrupt your train of thought, and Tracy almost danced in front of Bruce, and finally, Bruce couldn't bear it anymore.

"Can I trouble you to leave?" Bruce raised his eyes and said to Tracy, "I have no interest in you, you are not in the scope of my aesthetics and mate selection, please disappear from me." ”

In order to save time, Bruce used the most concise words to explain the current situation, but it was the most terrible humiliation for Tracy.

She froze in place, and then burst out into a scream, at which point the librarian came up and said, "No loud noises are allowed in the library, this young lady, what's the matter with you?" ”

Tracy pointed at Bruce and said, "He's a bastard!" Damned, unreasonable scoundrels and hooligans!! ”

Growing up in a church school, she lacked scolding words, and due to the lack of education, Tracy lacked logic in her speech, blindly outputting emotions, and looked like a madman.

The librarian repeated, "Please get out of here, miss, you're disturbing the normal order of the library." ”

"I'm not leaving! You're in league with him, you bastards!! ”

Suddenly, as if she was choking, Teresie froze in place, as she saw a black hole in front of her.

The librarian pointed a long-barreled shotgun at Tracy's head, then gently swung the barrel to signal her to leave.

Never in Tracy's life had she been so close to the muzzle of a gun, and that instinctive fear overwhelmed her in an instant.

The excessively privileged growth environment made her forget that this is Gotham, the most dangerous city in the United States and even the world, and almost everyone here is a vicious criminal, including these ordinary people who are engaged in the most ordinary professions.

Tracy ran out of the library, completely losing her noble and elegant image, her hair was completely scattered, her hair ornament didn't know where it had fallen, her face was full of tears and snot, and she looked very miserable.

But all this is just the beginning, and more terrible things are yet to come.

Tracy returned to the teaching building of the vocational college, and then saw that the teacher was leading the students of Class 3 to do the actual operation.

Today, they are teaching the most basic technique, which is how to change the tires of a truck, which is simple but the most practical, and if you learn this trick, you can at least earn some pocket money from the truck driver.

Everyone was very enthusiastic about learning, including the girls, even if the truck tires were almost higher than them, they were still in groups of three or five, one person held a wrench, and the other people transported the tires to the back of the car, and then rolled in new tires to change.

Theresie stood dumbfounded beside the field, but at this moment, Schiller came over, pointed at Tracy with his umbrella, and said, "What's the matter with you, why are you still stunned here?" Have you cried enough? If you've cried enough, go to class. ”

Schiller seems extra patient, not because of how likable Tracy is, but because of her very special background, and rich girls always need an adaptation process, which is understandable.

Therese kept standing there crying, and Schiller could only say, "You have been absent from class for two classes this afternoon, and if you continue like this, I can only ask your mother to come and talk to see if you still need to stay......"

"No...... No! Theresie immediately denied it, saying, "You can't come to my mother, she's going to be very angry!" ”

Tracy swallowed and walked slowly towards the nearest truck.

However, no one wants to take her with them, as long as they have eyes, they can see it

, let alone screwing or moving tires, Tracy may not even be able to hold a wrench.

In the end, it was the teacher who intervened, and the two strongest boys and a girl were paired with Tracy, and she was only responsible for collecting the screws.

Tracy, with her hair scattered, squatted on the ground to pick up the screws, crying while picking them up, but she still had to pick them up while crying.

After all, her teammates are the strongest freshmen, and in Gotham, being strong means having a place in the gang, and the image is certainly not too friendly.

Two of the boys, one with a full flower arm and the other with a half-flower back, the black girl with her braided hair, a ring under her lower lip, and four or five nails in her ear, scolded the other black man in the next line in black slang, and her voice resounded through the playground.

The black girl waved the wrench, and in three or two clicks she could twist a huge screw, and looking at the muscles in her arm, Tracy swallowed silently and swallowed back the complaint that came to her mouth.

She had heard many legends about the slums, what gangsters had killed dozens of people, and the corpses could not be piled up, what serial killers had singled out women to murder, what lovers who eloped, and what one person had dismembered the body of the other......

In her vague consciousness, these tragedies played out in Tracy's mind, making it impossible for her to tell whether she was shivering from the cold or from fear.

In order to get rid of this emotion, she can only find something to do, to divert her attention, and now, she can only pick up screws on the ground.

Even if the screw is not heavy, there is no technical content in this work, but after squatting on the ground for more than three hours, Tracy is almost exhausted.

When she returned to the dormitory, she had completely forgotten what she was doing and just wanted to fall asleep.

Amid her roommate's snoring, Tracy lay in her bed in despair, her eyes dark.