62. Gotham: Stephanie
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The sightseeing elevator continued to rise, and with a "ding" sound, they arrived at the observation deck of the old Wayne Tower.
The bird's-eye view of Zuzu City is more exciting than being in it - it is a mixture of new and old, and different districts have different styles. Perhaps it is such a city that has bred those different weirdos, allowing them to do evil all over Zuzu City.
But these had nothing to do with the girls who came up with her. Several girls were already setting up their filming equipment - there were not many people on the observation deck now, and they were still looking for the best position.
Aria watched for a while. Although she didn't know any photography techniques, she knew how to plant some crops to make them more neat and beautiful. Half as a reminder and half as a flattering question, she found the blonde girl she had spoken to in the elevator earlier.
"Steph? —Isn't that what they call you?"
When her name was called, Steph turned from the camera she was adjusting. She had the blonde hair and blue eyes that were highly valued in traditional culture, but she didn't seem as "overly innocent" as the traditional style. In fact, the farmer thought she was even intentionally trying to tone down her temperament, making herself seem more harmless. "Yes, Stephanie, Steph, there's no difference between the two, but my friend prefers the latter."
A keen soul watched the farmer from beneath the blonde's skin. The oracle had informed Aria the moment their eyes first met. Although everything she knew indicated the girl had no connection to the criminal, Stephanie Brown remained subconsciously alert to any changes in her surroundings, examining the unexpected.
It's nothing, it's just that Batman received a death notice about Bruce Wayne yesterday.
The notice prophesied that the Prince of Gotham would die today. Although Batman himself did not take this "death notice" seriously and let Bruce Wayne accept Lincoln March's invitation - the oracle, who was the only one besides Officer Gordon who knew about this, could not really let him take the risk alone.
So Oracle gave her the task - of course, Wayne was unaware of this back-up plan. Stephanie didn't want to be praised or anything for this - yes, she came here to complete a photography mission for the club, and if an emergency occurred, she could also save ordinary citizen Bruce Wayne.
Therefore, when facing Aria, Stephanie chose to play the role of a good student: "Of course, if you like to call it that, I don't mind."
To ease the other person's nervousness, Stephanie smiled adorably, her blonde hair glistening in the natural light. "You know my name. Can I know yours, too?"
The farmer, of course, had no idea she'd just run into another vigilante. She thought she'd just run into a friendly city dweller, so she briefly introduced herself and said, "Maybe I'm being nosy, but I think this might not be the best spot for filming..."
She pointed outside the window at the new buildings with freshly painted exteriors. The new buildings were mixed in among the old ones that had gone through countless years of baptism, like the lesions after suffering from vitiligo.
"There are many new buildings here, and their colors are not consistent with the old buildings. Maybe they will ruin the overall effect after being photographed." Just like she would not plant hops and star fruit together, if you want a good final visual effect, it may be more appropriate to abandon some of the content.
The farmer used his hand as a knife, gently swiping his palm across the viewing platform painting, blocking a part of it. As expected, the remaining Zuzu City regained its own sense of silence and history.
"Do you like photography too?"
Surprised, Aria shook her head. "I haven't had much experience with this, but seeing how hard you've worked to get here to film, perhaps you want the best possible outcome."
In order to cope with the flow of people, the old Wayne Tower built more than one observation deck on the top floor. If they left here and went to other observation decks, they could not only get beautiful photos, but also make room for her to implement her plan. It was almost a win-win situation.
But unexpectedly, Stephanie didn't move.
She stuck out her tongue sheepishly and lowered her voice, "Actually, our group wants to do a special project to win the competition in one fell swoop."
"The title of the photo exhibition is just one word - Gotham. I know the other contestants have different perspectives. Some focus on photographing people making a living in Gotham, while others take risks and capture some of the scenes of the attacks and destruction by the madmen in Arkham."
"Our group wanted to expand the theme to 'Gotham in Transformation'."
Stephanie's eyes fell on the brand-new houses that almost glowed in the sun. "Those are the buildings funded by the Wayne Construction Plan. Maybe to tourists, they look ugly among the old buildings, but locals know that the buildings that stood there before were more like scars of Gotham."
That is Crime Alley, the base camp of thieves and prostitutes. An orphan born here is born to be a link in the criminal production line, and all that awaits him is scaffolding and the whipping of higher-level pickpockets.
But now, these people can find jobs on construction sites and have better housing than before. Although the scar, barely mended by the money flowing out of Wayne's pocket, may open again at any time, at least now, people believe that this scar will eventually heal, and those out-of-place buildings will become no different from the surroundings as time passes.
Perhaps it was because the sun was about to set, Stephanie's blue eyes sparkled: "I think at least those who come after me can use some photos to know what Mr. Wayne did for this city."
Moreover, he would not really die today as predicted.
…
The farmer suddenly understood and looked thoughtful.
The farmer raised the daffodils above his head and gave them to the NPC.
Stephanie was confused by this unexpected advance and couldn't figure out where Aria had gotten the flowers from, but she accepted the gift anyway.
The daffodils matched her sun-kissed hair perfectly, and her thanks seemed genuine: "It's a little unexpected, but thank you."
She lightly brushed her long eyelashes, probably the reaction of an ordinary college student after unexpectedly receiving flowers: "If there is anything I can do..." Most people would feel embarrassed after receiving a gift and want to do something to help the other person, right?
Unexpectedly, Aria didn't treat her as an outsider at all. She really thought about it and asked, "If I took something from here that Wayne didn't know about but belonged to him, do you think he would let me return it?"
If the normal route couldn't reach the thirteenth floor, she was considering some shortcuts.
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