In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 757: Miss Goth has bad luck (middle)

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It was another gloomy morning, and the cold wind blew through the soft skirt, which made Tracy Gold look even more out of place in the admission team, because she was the only one wearing a skirt here.

A lot of girls came to sign up, but most of them wore thick trousers and windbreakers, and many of them wore windproof scarves and hats.

Tracey Gold is different from them. She wears a white shirt with lace pattern and a long woolen skirt. Although she wears thick woolen socks on her feet, the leather shoes are still exposed of.

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

The citizens of Gotham will not restrain their contemptuous eyes just because you look very rich. In the eyes of the citizens of Gotham, all fools are equal.

Tracey glared fiercely at a girl next to her, just because that girl took a second look at the skirt she was wearing, Tracy thought, she must be jealous of her, jealous that her skirt is the latest this year The fabrics, the color separation and floral patterns on it are all carefully selected by her.

This is the dress Tracy is most proud of. Even Mrs. Gold said that after wearing this dress, she can go to Hollywood to play the lead actress.

Tracey raised her face high, revealing a round chin, which is also one of the features she is proud of, which makes her face look very soft and beautiful, and is closer to the traditional image of a good wife and loving mother .

Tracey squinted her eyes and glanced at the girls around, and found that they either had pointed chins or wide chins that could **** the ground. She was the only one with such a perfect mandibular bone. Tooth straightening at a high price, these poor people in the slums will not understand.

Tracey hugged her arms tightly, trying to get some warmth from her skin, because the wind at the school gate was really too cold.

"Damn it, how long will I have to wait here? Why didn't someone come pick me up to the VIP room? Why should I stay with these poor people who stink??" Tracy gritted her teeth Stamping his feet, he said very angrily.

Suddenly, she saw a car driving into the main gate of the school. Judging from the license plate, it should be the car of the Wayne family.

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Tracey immediately widened her eyes, bumped away the people next to her, and wanted to run over, but at this moment, a person came out from the doorpost at the side door and shouted at them: "Stand still! Stand according to the class on the registration form, and then go in one by one!"

Tracey turned her head and stared at the man fiercely, gritted her teeth and stood in place, stomping her feet. Rather than chasing Bruce Wayne, she now wanted to find a warm place to stay.

The more than 150 freshmen at the gate were arranged in three rows. Class 1 was learning water and electricity maintenance technology, Class 2 was learning the operation and management of cold storage, Class 3 was learning car repair, and Tracy was being assigned to class 3.

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

However, Mrs. Goethe was not among the people invited, and the admission form did not say which class was taught. Mrs. Goethe thought that the preparatory class was just painting together, just like those art salons Also, therefore, didn't care which class Tracy was assigned to.

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

More than half of the girls are in class 2 on her right. Most of the female members will choose to learn about cold storage, because among the things taught in this class, physical labor is relatively light, while knowledge and technology account for The ratio 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 explored some experience in practice, and the same is true for those who learn to repair cars. Some basics, or simply be a truck driver yourself, and have a better understanding of vehicles.

As for Tracy, she doesn't know anything, let alone distinguishing the parts of the truck and assembling them, she has never been in close contact with any truck in her life.

Frozen for another ten minutes in the cold wind, Tracy finally got indoors. When she walked in, she saw a professor in a black suit sitting behind a desk with a Put a black umbrella.

Tracey breathed a sigh of relief, straightened the folds on her shirt, sat down on the chair opposite Schiller in a very ladylike posture, and said softly, "Hello, professor, my name is Tracy Gold, a freshman in Gotham College Prep, the weather is not so good today, is it?"

"Yes, Miss Goethe." Schiller did not look up, but registered her information, and then said: "Miss Goethe, your dormitory is located on the 4th floor, 4012, you have a roommate, you should It's called... let me see, it's called Sharon, Sharon Weir."

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

At this time, Schiller looked up at her and said, "Isn't it written in the admissions brochure? The school does not allow day students, you have to live in a dormitory."

Tracey's eyes widened and she said, "How could this be? How could I live in that kind of air leaking house? It would give me a cold! Besides, I have roommates, and I don't want to be fooled by Coaxed people live in one house!"

Schiller knew that Tracy was a rich lady, so she didn't feel any anger at her remarks. After all, a charming lady who was raised by a church girls' school would definitely not be able to adapt to group life. It's normal to feel awkward, so Schiller said:

"This teaching building was funded by the Luther family. You don't want to say that the Luther family built a building with air leakage on all sides?"

Tracey covered her mouth with her hands and said, "Oh, sorry, I don't know...but why did the Luthor family invest in the teaching building?"

"Because the current head of the Luthor family, Lax Luthor, is a freshman here... Oh, yes, if you enroll now, you are in the same grade as him, maybe you can see him in school What about."

Tracey rolled her eyes, nodded and said, "Okay, so who's going to make my mattress? Where do I shower? Also, I don't want the bathroom to smell..."

"You have to make your own bed and take a shower in the separate bathroom in the dormitory building of Gotham University. As for the bathroom, there is a public bathroom in the teaching building." Schiller answered very patiently, but Tracy's expression became more and more serious. black.

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

Schiller handed Tracy the paper in her hand. Tracy still wanted to ask, but the people behind were already impatient. When Tracy turned her head, she found that standing behind her , is a burly man with tattoos all over his body, he doesn't look like someone to be messed with.

Knowing that she didn't bring a bodyguard, Tracy could only grit her teeth and stomp her feet, and left with a small suitcase.

Tracey felt even more uncomfortable when she came to the only teaching building and dormitory building. She didn't know that she was going to live on campus, so she only took the simplest luggage. It is a collection used to show your own taste.

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

Her dormitory is on the fourth floor, but there is no housekeeper to carry her suitcases. Every student who comes to school has a lot of luggage, and no one can help her, Tracy I could only grit my teeth and move layer by layer by myself.

Tracey never played sports before, and the most intense sports she did were playing polo, or going for a walk in the park, and carrying a box up to the fourth floor nearly killed her.

When she came to the dormitory, she was even more desperate, because the dormitory here was only temporary, and it was converted from a classroom. A classroom was not big, with two beds, no shelter in between, no separate toilet, and no bathroom , besides the bed, there was only one table, two chairs in the room, and the curtains were not even installed in time.

Tracey finally moved the box into the dormitory, and when she was about to sit on the bed and rest for a while, she found that the bed was harder than the floor of their house, and she felt that she was being crushed.

I couldn't sit still, so Tracy could only stand up, but after a while, her roommate came in, and the place seemed even more cramped.

Tracey didn't want to talk to this girl who looked like she knew she was from a slum. She gave her a hard look, and walked out with her arms folded, intending to take advantage of this time to find Bruce.

More than an hour before class starts, Tracy wandered around Gotham University. She found the university activity room, the cafeteria, and the gym. She felt that these places were the most likely to meet Bruce. , but in fact, Bruce has been writing a paper for three hours in the library.

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

She didn't come to the classroom until 9:16, and at this time, the classroom was full of people, and the teacher had already started giving lectures.

Tracey walked in swaggeringly, 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 listening to the class tapped the table with a pen.

In an instant, the classroom became quiet. Tracy turned her eyes left and right, and found that everyone was staring at her~IndoMTL.com~ She coughed lightly, turned her head aside, and didn't want to talk to them, but this At that time, he heard a voice from the back seat:

"Miss Tracy, you are late."

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

Tracey knew that this trick was very useful. In the church middle school, she only had to say that she went to pray, and she could avoid all the classes he didn't like, and the teacher wouldn't do anything to her.

Unexpectedly, Schiller stood up, pointed at the door and said: "Lying is not a good habit, God has not received your prayer, now, go out and stand, if you are late again, you will be fired .”

Tracey stared at Schiller with her eyes wide open, as if she couldn't believe what she heard just now, but Schiller didn't mean to be joking at all, he just pointed at the door, while everyone was staring at him. with Tracy.

Tracey, who had never seen such a battle before, flushed on the face, and tears rolled in her eyes. She stomped her feet and ran out in a hurry.

Tracey did not stand at the door, but ran directly to the public phone she saw earlier, intending to call his mother and tell how rude the professor was.

Mrs. Gold comforted her daughter, but asked her to be patient. 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 Tracy hung up the phone, she burst into tears angrily, leaning against the corner of the wall and sobbing non-stop, but at this moment, she heard a series of footsteps coming from the next stairwell.

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