Chapter 126 Chapter 126 [VIP]
The day after Jason and Megan met, they met again in the library, still looking for books they wanted to read, and then sat facing each other until they left. They found a bench in the park near the school and sat down. Occasionally, people came and went around, but no one deliberately listened to the conversation between the two children.
Jason introduced himself earnestly. "My name is Jason Todd. You know me, but you probably don't. I'm the adopted son of Gotham tycoon Bruce Wayne. As for my past... I was a street kid who did whatever it took to make a living."
So what about before and during his time as a street kid? He had a terrible father who was sent to prison for a crime. The pressure of life fell on his mother, causing her to become addicted to drugs.
His mother, Catherine, initially had a job but was soon fired because her drug addiction affected her work. She began selling belongings at home to raise money for drugs. She sought solace in drugs, trying to escape from all the pain that brought her. However, when the hallucinations faded and she returned to reality, she felt an immense gap, as well as physical and neurological pain. In this repeated escape and torture, she gradually became hysterical, but at that time he still had a home and food to eat.
After his mother's death, Jason wasn't even ten years old. Even if the black factories needed cheap child labor, they wouldn't hire someone his age. So how would he feed himself? He couldn't fight anyone stronger than him, and Gotham's underworld gangs were rampant. If he wanted to "make a difference," he had to find someone to "attach himself to." But he didn't want to be like his father, so he had to hide and steal.
Even if he tried his best to stay alive, it was obvious that—
He was just a child, and even if he was smart, he couldn't do anything great. The money he earned from stealing could only ensure that he wouldn't starve to death. His life was still difficult, and he felt cramped everywhere. At that age and in that situation, he could hardly see his future.
Until he mustered up the courage to remove the tires of the Batmobile. By then, he had been living on his own for a long time. He had heard rumors about Batman, but like most of the low-level thugs in Gotham, he thought it was just a legend. Even though more and more people said that Batman really existed, and he had seen the Batmobile with a clear bat logo and exquisite and expensive configuration with his own eyes, he still wondered if that man was not as scary as the rumors said?
Then he was caught by Batman, a strange man who actually laughed even when he saw him waving a wrench at him with the intention of hurting people.
From then on, Jason's fate was rewritten.
He remembered all of this clearly, but when he talked to Megan, he didn't go into detail about that difficult and unfortunate past. He certainly didn't think it was shameful to have such a background and experience, but there was no need to pour out all of it, as it was all in the past.
He said: "Bruce is a good man and a good father. I love him very much." Compared to his biological father Willis Todd, Bruce is obviously more responsible and fits most of the good labels that the world has put on the role of father. He is too good to be a "famous" rich man, but Jason sincerely thinks this is a compliment.
Megan kept looking at him while he spoke. Jason had a faint smile on his face and his voice was still bright. After he finished speaking, he tilted his head to look at her.
The two of them were close to each other because they were good friends, and given their ages, it was unlikely that they would be misunderstood as being in a relationship. Even if someone wanted to think so, the atmosphere between friends and lovers was completely different.
Jason talked about his experience, but he didn't confess everything. For example, Bruce was Batman, Pennywise was their old butler, and Oracle, Batwoman, and the Angel of Death only appeared in his occasional small talk, but he didn't say anything that might reveal their identities. Now he just skipped over it and asked Megan, "What about you?"
Meghan thought about it seriously and said, "I'm sick."
"After Mom left, Dad fixed me." Because her father always said she was a clockwork puppet, she believed that her improvement was due to being 'fixed'.
Jason looked at her gently, and Megan suddenly had an idea - every friend expressed concern for her, so what was Jason concerned about her? Jason was Robin, he fought criminals every night, so he must want her to stay out of danger, so he taught her a lot.
Megan rested her hands on her sides, her legs dangling from the chair, and said, "Waylon was my first friend when I was a bit of a fool."
It has long been confirmed that Killer Croc protects children. Of course, it has also been confirmed that he does not eat children. It was all slandered by others, who tried to use this to hide some malicious thoughts or dirty deeds. He was accused of a crime because of his hideous appearance. Of course, Killer Croc also kills people, but generally speaking, he doesn't like to do it, and even if he does, he will not deny it.
The child referred to her condition when it was more severe as "stupid", which did not make Jason laugh. Instead, he raised his hand and rubbed Megan's fluffy head. He did not ask what was going on with the penguin man, but only cared about one question.
"So your life is very happy now, right?"
In fact, Jason already knew the answer - from Megan's daily performance and words, even her personality is becoming more and more cheerful and lively. If she was not loved, if someone had not given her a lot, she would not be in her current state.
Megan nodded vigorously. She didn't quite understand the definition of "happiness", but she had her own understanding, so she confirmed that her life was very happy. "I am my father's favorite child." And she also liked her father, with innocent and pure joy in her eyes.
Jason smiled at her and said, "That's great."
That was great. Jason had a happy life, and so did his best friend.
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About half a month into the semester, club recruitment began. The school required every student to be in at least one club. Even if they didn't want to participate in the activities, it was okay for a few students to form a small club together, right? It had to be passable in name only.
There were a lot of people when the new student recruitment event started. Megan stayed in the classroom and didn't want to leave. She was still daydreaming. Sarah ran out and quickly came back, excitedly saying to her, "I've signed up for the volleyball club! What about you, Megan? Which club are you going to join?"
As for asking Megan to join the same club as her? Sarah had never thought about it. She knew her friend's personality and hobbies, so she didn't force her. But the club had to be signed up, and she was also trying to find a way for Megan.
"Do you want to join a small club with only a few people? But they're either very distant, or if they do get together, they're definitely exclusive. It'll be hard to keep records of their activities. What about a big club? They'll have fewer activities, and even if they do have gatherings, they won't have too many things going on..."
Sarah suddenly moved closer to Megan, put her hand on her shoulder, and smiled brightly, "I thought of something! Isn't that the reading club?"
The reading club in the school is very large and has a large number of members. Although there are reading activities every semester, registration is entirely voluntary. After all, it is impossible to force so many people to participate. At the same time, because there are so many people, they do not often hold general meetings. Even if there is a core group within the club, reading is not a competitive activity. It is useless to exclude and suppress peripheral members, and I have never heard of bullying in the reading club.
Sarah analyzed it one by one and thought that Megan was very suitable for joining the reading club, so she took out the club application form and watched Megan fill it out before she taught her.
Then when Sarah came back, she brought Megan a lot of news, such as the reading club needs to submit a reading report every week, the club activities are easy, and you can take leave to do your own things, and there are many members in the reading club, but some of them don’t actually like reading, but just don’t want to join other clubs so they join the reading club, and you can get guaranteed credits by submitting a total of five reading reports each semester.
Sarah also found out the location and time of the reading club's first meeting. She thought her proposal was great and was very satisfied with the result, so she stopped going out and stayed with Megan.
On the day of the club meeting, the meeting time was after school and the location remained the same, in the school's largest studio. Because the reading club had many members, it was easy to apply for a larger venue.
Megan had plenty of time after putting her things away, so she walked slowly towards the studio. There were many people walking in the same direction as her. When she walked up the stairs, she saw that the platform outside the studio was full of students talking in groups of two or three. Megan looked at them, but she didn't see anyone she knew, so she went straight to the meeting hall.
Before the meeting started, the hall was brightly lit to facilitate walking. Megan walked into the door and was still hesitating about where to sit when she saw Jason walking towards her. He said with a look of complaint: "I waved to you just now and you didn't see me, but I came to see you."
Could they have missed it just because of a small thing? That's impossible.
They didn't act very intimate at school. Jason turned around and led Megan to where he was at the beginning, letting her sit next to him.
After both of them sat down, there was still some time before the meeting, so Jason shared the book in front of him with her and said something else, "You don't have to take note of what they say in the meeting later, there's nothing to listen to." The club holds meetings every year and talks about similar things, but apart from the extra points for important activities that can be recorded in the files, there's really nothing else to care about.
In particular, the reading club is the largest club in the school. There is almost no threshold. Those who cannot submit five reading reports will be kicked out every semester. It is obvious what the constraints within the club are like. Meetings are only held in a formality. It seems that standardization is very important. After all, it is something that the president and core members have to write on their resumes, and looking good is the first priority.
The content of the subsequent meeting was just as Jason said, nothing more than those procedures and nonsense. Megan was confused and only understood the meaning, which was that it had nothing to do with ordinary members like them.
The author has something to say:
Jason (showing off): My friend, you know? Mine.
Jason (proud): As long as Megan is in the reading club, she's mine.
Killer Croc, Poison Ivy, Bane, Mr. Freeze, Grundy, Clayface, Misha, Richard, Sara, etc.: You were the one who ran away, right?
Until today! There are still problems with Jinjiang! I can't see the latest comments from yesterday and today in the background, and the collections are also disappearing (annoying)
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