In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 243: Hollywood black and white movies (Part 1)

"The Days of Being a Spiritual Mentor in Meiman"

, the days when I was a spiritual mentor in Meiman

In the early morning, in the office of the Arkham Sanitarium, Schiller put down the book he was holding, and Peter, carrying a schoolbag, stood at the door and knocked on the door. Schiller looked up and said, "Please come in."

"Doctor, I'm back." Peter seemed very excited. After he walked in, he took off the schoolbag on his shoulder, opened the zipper and began to rummage in the bag. After searching for a long time, he let out an exclamation: " Oh, here it is!"

Speaking, he took a box out of his schoolbag, which was a square transparent box, and inside it was an old-fashioned video tape, the kind used on a hand-cranked projector.

Peter handed the video tape to Schiller, scratched his head, and said a little embarrassedly: "I think you will like this."

Schiller took the video tape with a smile and said, "I'm more curious than the gift, how was your trip to Hollywood this time?"

Peter showed a weird expression, two eyebrows one high and one low forming a step, and the eyes are big and small, which is even more funny, which made Schiller see the most common funny expression of Spider-Man in the comics.

Peter sighed and said, "That's a long story,"

While unpacking the old-fashioned videotape, Schiller said: "No rush, we can talk while watching old movies."

Peter looked at the old-fashioned video tape that was taken out, and said: "This thing is an old antique. Modern projectors should not be able to use this kind of video tape, right?"

"You should know, who has a projector that can play this..."

The light in the morning began to get brighter and brighter, passing the morning and noon, and came to the drowsy afternoon.

With a "click", Steve bent down and snapped the bracket of the old-fashioned projector over, then pointed to the window.

Stark walked to the window cursingly and closed the curtains. Schiller sat on one side of the sofa and clinked glasses with Connors who was on the sofa next to him. Natasha lowered her head and played with a little gold Souvenirs in the shape of people.

"I said, besides this old antique, who else would like to use this kind of broken machine to play this kind of antique film?"

After Stark said this, everyone in the room looked up at him, and Stark froze for a moment and said, "I'm not the only one who doesn't want to see it?"

"Please, with this time, why don't I create something new for human civilization?"

Stark sat down on the sofa while muttering in his mouth, and Steve, standing behind the sofa, toggled the button of the projector, and as black and white images were projected onto the wall in front of him, Steve also Come over and sit on the sofa.

Accompanied by the brisk jazz music in the movies of the last century, in Schiller's vision, the objects in the room began to fade, the surface of the fabric sofa became smooth little by little, and the luster of the leather sofa spread from one corner until it covered the whole sofa.

The stand of the desk lamp is elevated, the retro pattern on the glass lampshade climbs up like vines, the old wood grain spreads on the alloy window frame, the sunlight coming in from the window changes from glare to dim, and the sun falls below the horizon In an instant, there was a "dong dong" knock on the door.

Standing outside the door was Bruce. Schiller put down the pen in his hand, stood up, looked at him and said, "Is your Hollywood trip over?"

Bruce pursed his lips, his expression looked a little weird, Schiller said, "What's wrong? Selena doesn't feel comfortable?"

"She adapts very well." Bruce's tone was a little low, but it revealed a trace of complexity.

"It seems that you are not used to it?"

Bruce did not speak, took out a beautifully wrapped wooden box from the bag in his hand, handed it to Schiller and said, "...souvenir, professor."

Schiller took the box, saw the old-fashioned video tape inside, and said, "How do you know I have an old-fashioned projector in my estate? ... Oh, forget it, this question is kind of stupid."

With a "click", Harvey twisted the projector bracket, and then pointed the head of the projector at the wall. Victor put down his wine glass and leaned on the back of the soft leather sofa. Gordon was lighting a cigar for Schiller, and then he He also picked up a cigar and lit it, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Bruce squinted on the side sofa, looking a little sleepy, like a bat taking a nap in a cave.

As the button of the projector was turned, the movie screen was projected on the wall, and the cheerful melody of the orchestra began to become low. After the percussion and drum beats were added, the engine of the sports car roared and the wind howled.

"Wow!!" Selena got out of the seat belt and stretched her upper body out of the convertible door. Bruce, who was driving, quickly pulled her back, and then sighed.

This is already the thirtieth time he sighed on this road, Selena put her arms on the car door, chewed bubble gum with her head up, she blew out a bubble, turned her head and said to Bruce: "To be honest, When you took off the mask, I was really shocked, you turned out to be Wayne."

"I thought you'd already guessed it."

"I know you are rich, but I didn't expect you to be so rich." Selena put her fingers on her temples and said while chewing bubble gum: "But you said you would take me to Hollywood and let me make movies. Isn't it a little too ridiculous?"

Selena pretended to be relaxed and said: "I went to the cinema to watch the movie before. I think I look similar to the female stars in those shots, but..."

Her tone became a little hesitant again: "Well, I admit, I'm just a girl born in a slum, and I haven't seen any big scenes since I was born. If there are so many cameras on me, maybe I will Trembling with fear."

"I just want to find you something to do." Bruce turned the steering wheel, turned a corner, and said, "As long as you don't steal things, no one will question your status on the set, because the whole movie I came to invest..."

Selena glanced at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window, then looked at Bruce with big eyes and said, "You are so kind to me."

Bruce's hand holding the steering wheel froze for a moment. Selena observed his reaction and deliberately leaned her body towards him, saying, "You also get nervous? This is really strange."

"Even if I haven't experienced the life of rich men like you, I also know that you should have many female companions. Do you also behave like this when facing them?"

Bruce turned his head away to avoid Selena who posted it, he slowed down and said, "Hollywood is here...look over there."

Following Bruce's line of sight, Selena saw a line of huge white letters appear on the green hillside in the distance - "hollywood".

At this moment, behind the letters, a round of sun is slowly sinking below the horizon, and the clouds in the sky are changing rapidly, sinking into the night, and dawn again. Peter put a blanket on Gwen beside him, pointed to the row of letters and said, "Look, we are here."

Gwen's smiling face was extraordinarily bright in the morning light, and Peter was almost stunned. Seeing Peter's sluggish expression, Gwen burst out laughing and said, "Do you know how red your face is?"

Peter turned his head unnaturally, then rubbed his face with his hands, and then lifted the hair on his forehead with both hands, stared directly at the morning light, and looked at the few white letters on the hillside.

"I heard that this was originally a billboard erected by a real estate agent to promote his residence."

"But now, the copyright of this thing should belong to the city government of Los Angeles." Gwen stroked her long hair on the sideburns and said, "The reason why I want to travel to Hollywood is because I saw it in a movie when I was a child." I passed this billboard, and at that time I fantasized about changing it to my own name.”

"You want to make your name so big and put it on the hillside?" Peter stared at Gwen with wide eyes, as if he didn't know her.

Gwen was out of breath with a smile, patted Peter on the shoulder with one hand, and said: "I was like this when I was a child, and my dad was very supportive of me. He made a few of the same white paper with paper shells I'd be so happy to have the letters on my windowsill, seriously, wouldn't you want to?"

Gwen put one hand on Peter's shoulder, stretched out five fingers with one hand, pointed to the billboard and said, "People will be able to see your name as soon as they drive from this driveway. Many people will stop to take pictures like us..."

"Wait!" Peter turned back and said, "Speaking of parking... Is parking not allowed here???"

As soon as the words fell, he saw several traffic policemen in uniforms coming from there, driving away the tourists who parked here. Gwen grabbed Peter and said, "Get in the car! I don't want to pay Fine!"

The two hurriedly opened the car door and got in the car. Peter started the car and stepped on the accelerator. He heard the scream of the slow runner behind him being fined.

The car looked very small on the long road. At the end of the sky, the light was covered by clouds and became dark. With a "snap", a ticket was stuck to the side of the convertible.

Bruce put one hand on the outside of the car door, holding a wad of dollars in his hand, and a cigarette in the other hand~IndoMTL.com~Selena took the cigarette from her mouth, and leaned over to Bruce Light a cigarette.

The traffic policeman squeezed the extra rich dollar in his hand, smiled at Bruce and said, "You can watch as long as you want, sir, I wish you a pleasant journey."

Bruce didn't even look at him, he just held the cigarette in one hand, looked directly at the smoke and the sunset in the sky, and said, "Now you can watch as long as you want."

Selena pushed open the car door, walked to the side of the road, stretched, and yawned again. Facing the light of dusk, she narrowed her eyes and said, "I really didn't expect that there is such a thing. One day, I can stay in the same place with the protagonists in those movies..."

A coat was thrown out of the car and fell on Selena. She looked back at Bruce who was still sitting in the driver's seat and said, "You are good everywhere, especially if you have money..."

Selena turned around, put her arms on the door, leaned her upper body back into the car, and said, "But I always feel that the Bruce Wayne I read in the newspapers is not like this. They say you have a bunch of You are friends, you like to mess around, and you are a prodigal son, all women fall in love with you..."

"But why do I think you can't let go at all, you are always nervous, and..." Selena opened the car door and sat in again, then stuck to Bruce, blowing into his ear with a smile Say: "...and a little shy?"

Looking at Bruce's instantly stiff neck, Selena blinked and said, "You are such a mystery, I think you are more like a ball of yarn than a bat, my sir."

"Isn't that just right?" Bruce looked back at her, his blue eyes were clearer than the sky on the west coast when they looked like Selina.

"You just happen to be a cat, my lady."