I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

noon.

The sky is clear, with only a few clouds floating lazily. The sun in early spring is not as weak as in winter, nor is it scorching hot in summer. The sun just shining on people is refreshing.

In front of Jingxin Lake of Xavier School for Geniuses, Emma was sitting on a chair, watching the pedestrians hurrying to and fro, but she didn't have too many thoughts, she just wanted to just stay in a daze like this, but suddenly, a headache suddenly started in the morning Appeared again.

Without any symptoms, and without any cause, the head suddenly felt as if it was going to explode, and the severe pain made all thoughts like paste.

"Meow." With a soft meow, Emma's headache suddenly eased a lot, and the blue-and-white striped cat nimbly jumped onto the chair.

Hearing the sound, Emma lowered her head to look, and a hint of surprise jumped in her blue eyes, "Ah, it's you."

Being cute always has an advantage. Since the blue cat appeared at school two months ago, even though it was only fed a few times occasionally, one person and one cat still established a certain friendship.

Emma suddenly dreamed of it last night, which made Emma realize that this cat had already occupied a certain place in her heart, so when she saw it, Emma couldn't help but feel happy.

Slender fingers gently hooked the chin of the blue and white striped cat in front of him, and the blue cat raised his head tacitly to enjoy it.

Emma hugged the blue cat into her arms and stroked it gently, "Xing Xing, I didn't bring you anything to eat today, I'm sorry." Because of the sudden headache, Emma lost everything today.

Emma named the blue cat, Lingxing.

"Meow." Lingxing rubbed against Emma's hand obediently, but she didn't know if she understood Emma's words.

"Alas." Emma sighed and picked up the paper. The scarlet "C" on it gave her not only a physical headache, but also a psychological headache and anger.

"How should I explain when I go home?"

The Frost family does not allow waste, even if she is the daughter of the head of the family, the poor grades have always been the biggest problem in the communication between Emma and her father.

"Hey, who did we see? Isn't this Frost?" A sharp voice cut through the noise and came straight towards her.

It's her again, bad luck.

Emma put down the spirit star, waved it away, picked up her schoolbag and papers, turned around and tried to leave, but unexpectedly bumped into Matilda's arms.

Beside Matilda, her circle of fashionable girls, her boyfriend Moulton and his friends, and that Jack was all there, and she was alone.

Ilma subconsciously wanted to go to Iliana, but was stopped by Matilda. "Hey, Frost, why do you just leave when you see me? Am I so annoying?"

Yes, you are far more annoying than you think, Emma said in her heart, calm down, keep calm.

"Um, hi, Matilda."

Matilda stretched out her hand and asked naturally, "I saw you didn't seem too happy after you got your transcript, right?"

"It's okay, but it's not as good as I hoped." Emma's momentum was weak.

"I got A's in every subject. Why don't you let me help you? I can help you with your homework." Matilda was tempting, and her hand had already reached out and snatched away Emma's report card.

"Really, that would be great." Emma responded with a wonderful tone.

"Let me see how many exams you have taken." Moulton leaned in. He understood Matilda's psychology too well, so after he glanced at the report card, he screamed strangely, "Oh~ wow Oh my god."

"God, these grades are screaming rubbish at us." Matilda followed Moulton's words.

Here we go again, calm down Frost, you can do it.

"Sorry, classmate Frost, I'm afraid that you can still maintain such brilliant results with my help, which will embarrass me, but fortunately you have a good father, right?" Matilda finished. Throwing the report card on the ground, she and her companions began to laugh loudly.

There were too many people here and it was too eye-catching, but even ordinary teachers did not dare to stop Matilda. Some people tried this, and the end was miserable.

"Everyone knows that the only reason you can study here is because you have a good father who is one of the ten richest people in the United States. Do you really think we will sympathize with you because of your bad grades and your airport?" Let's be real, you're not like us. You even have your own villa, all the cable channels, all the food you want, and a private driver to take you to and from school every year. Ding dong~ please, miss, oh, beautiful Miss Frost, what are you going to wear to the ball?"

The yin and yang jeers rang out again, Emma lowered her head as much as possible, but the fact was not what they said, and her forehead began to hurt again.

Emma knew that everything was about to end. As long as Matilda finished laughing, she would leave by herself soon. She just had to survive

"Why are there so many people around here?" A familiar voice broke through the strange ridicule around him.

The voice stopped abruptly, and everyone looked at him, at the curious man with the bag on his back.

"Hey, boy, stay away." Moulton was the first to push forward. With a height of nearly 1.9 meters and strong muscles, he looked like a giant bear.

Moulton and his friends had a high level of tacit understanding. When they pushed forward, some people went around and surrounded him. Moulton smiled and punched him down, and he almost heard the sound of his nasal bone breaking.

"No!" Emma saw the man's face clearly and shouted subconsciously, but then, in front of everyone's eyes, an incredible scene happened.

The man dodged Moulton's fist, and Moulton did hear the crack of a nasal bone, but it was his friend's.

Edward suddenly realized and slapped his head, "I understand, you want to fight."

Edward took the first step.

"Fighting is bad behavior. If you win, you will end up in the game, if you lose, you will end up in the hospital." Edward grabbed Moulton's arm and reached behind him. The giant bear's center of gravity tilted, and everyone looked at him in shock. After falling down, the heavy people around him took cover.

"Everyone is a reasonable person, why do we have to fight? Why don't we just sit down and talk about it?" Edward said, throwing one of them over his shoulder to the ground.

"Fighting will hurt your muscles and bones. Even if you are not afraid of hitting flowers and plants, it is not good, right? Everyone has a responsibility to protect the environment. If you step on someone's head today, tomorrow they will grow on your grave, dear." Another person His hands were dislocated and he fell to his knees.

"The theme of our book is to oppose violence, but you use violence everywhere. This is very disharmonious, don't you think it's right?" Another person was kicked in the crook of his knee and couldn't stand up.

"Who are you to pull me away?" Edward looked back and saw his shiny bald head.

"Professor, wait a minute, I see students Moulton and the others are going to fight, and I'm making friendly

The friendly persuasion activity only persuaded four of them, so wait a little longer. "Edward greeted cordially.

"" The onlookers glanced at the people lying on the ground moaning in pain, and they all stared at Edward. He was awesome. He was so fluent in talking nonsense without drafting, and he picked himself out in a good 1vn. .

Professor

As soon as the words fell, Edward paused. The friends of Moulton in front of him ran out standing up, and those who were injured also walked away lying on their stomachs. Regardless of the cause and effect, but looking at the scene, Edward is quite right. villain.

Edward stopped, moved his wrist, and looked regretful, "It's a pity that I only persuaded four."

Moulton staggered

""Everyone.