novelraw Chapter 56 Big Assist
Chapter 56 Big Assist
Seeing those blue eyes, Arale subconsciously made a silly grin.
It's a pity that Charles just slightly bent the corners of his lips as usual, with the same attitude towards all the students, gentle and kind, but without any unnaturalness.This discovery can't help but make Arale feel discouraged.
He didn't show at all that he received a sexual or harassing text message, embarrassed, indifferent, or a little bit of vanity that a man should have, as if he had been entangled for a long time and in the end he was just trying to make up for himself.
Indeed, all of this was a play made up by her own imagination. Charles might never have thought that his students would treat him as a teacher like this.
Arale's depressed mood couldn't be added.
The smile became neither embarrassing nor embarrassing, and it was silently withdrawn again.
Charles' eyes followed her, lowered his eyes to cover up his disappointment, pursed his lips, and continued to listen to the British detective's findings.
Arale's sense of existence disappeared, making the three people on the sofa forget about her.This time, Sherlock uncharacteristically did not say that the thinking of these spicy chickens interfered with his thinking, and he thought for a long time before slowly opening his mouth: "The daily crime rate in New York is 20.00%, and more than 50.00% of the criminals belong to different organizations. What's more interesting is that your police force is basically on par with the goldfish in Scotland Yard, so it's not difficult to stir up a wave of evil in a city full of dangers."
Say that in front of the X-Men.
John covered his lips with his fist, coughed a few times, and habitually took the steps: "He means that it is too hard for you to fight criminals everywhere every day."
Charles' smile didn't change.
Anyway, he wasn't talking about himself, Deadpool cocked his legs and didn't show anything.
Sherlock glanced at John.
John winked at him desperately, couldn't he use a more tactful way in the mutant's territory?
Sherlock squinted, refusing to take his signal.
"One of these organizations has enough ability and energy to complete these plans. Are there any divisions within you?"
John is tired.
"That's right." Charles' voice sounded in the reception room, "The political ideas are different, you want to say that they are the culprits who planned this incident?"
"No, it's just one of the factors in my judgment." After he finished speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave to continue investigating the matter. The calf-length coat shook the face of Alalei, who was as quiet as a chicken beside him.
John hurriedly stood up and said to the professor, "It's a pleasure to meet you, I hope you don't mind what happened today."
At this time, after listening to the corner of the wall, Deadpool didn't understand why he remembered Alale, and slapped his head: "Where did Alale go?"
"Beside you." Alale looked at him like a resentful wife who had been abandoned.
Deadpool:"……"
The other two were obviously seeing this ability for the first time, and apart from John who was quite shocked, even Sherlock couldn't help but give her an extra look.
Deadpool pulled Arale up with a dry smile, and pushed him out: "Don't you adore Sherlock very much, I leave it to you to send him away, don't forget to ask for more autographs, group photos, and hugs are also acceptable Yes." After speaking, he pulled the two of them together and sent them out of the gate.
Sherlock, who was being used by Deadpool, turned his eyes from Charles and Arale, and after he got out of the gate, he saw Alale leading the way with his head down sullenly.
On the contrary, John sensed the meaning, turned his head to look at Sherlock and thoughtfully in the direction of Arale.
"What did you find?" Sherlock asked John next to him.
John teased, "Your luck has come to the mutants."
Sherlock: "..."
"……why do not you talk?"
Sherlock: "Nothing to say."
He stopped talking to Watson, and said abruptly, "Do you like the man in the wheelchair?"
Alalei, who walked slowly and heavily, was taken aback, and hurriedly turned to look at him.
John turned to look at him in equal surprise.
Sherlock twitched the corners of his thin lips, his expression was without a hint of sarcasm, he was just stating the facts, "Your reaction is more real than a murderer."
Arale: "..."
She said dryly: "I'm just a little flattered that you would notice such a thing."
Sherlock: "It's Deadpool's intentions that are too obvious."
"Oh, what you're talking about is that he deliberately said that I admire you." Arale laughed, "It doesn't seem to be of any use."
At the very least, Arale didn't see any sign of Charles caring.
"That's because of his powerful ability to know everything." Sherlock put his hands in his coat pockets and passed her indifferently, "Deadpool's little calculations can't be hidden from him at all."
So, what is the central idea he wants to express?
Arale was stunned for a moment, not wanting to understand.
"We all know the route to go out, thank you for leading the way." John smiled at Arale and reminded him kindly, "Sherlock has always been very accurate in seeing people."
After speaking, he quickly took steps to chase Sherlock who was about to disappear at the bottom of the stairs.
Seeing the two of them walking quickly and then walking away in the blink of an eye, Alalei realized how slow he was leading the way just now...
It must be that Sherlock felt that walking like this was a waste of his life, so he couldn't wait.
"..."
Sending them away cracklingly, the whole reception room suddenly fell silent.
Deadpool closed the door and folded his hands, looking down at Charles.
Charles unhurriedly drove the wheelchair to the table, brought himself a glass of water to drink, and drank more than half of the glass without any reaction.
He didn't overwhelm the other party in terms of momentum, Deadpool didn't give up, and said to himself: "I don't know if Sherlock and Arale have a good conversation, I heard from her that she likes the kind of cold EQ offline and doesn't understand tenderness." dead face."
Charles didn't have any fluctuations after hearing it, and even shook his head with a faint smile: "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that you didn't feel a little jealous in your heart when you heard this kind of words?" Deadpool looked at Charles with a look of "is it really inhumane after you are paralyzed?" "There is no such thing The man's strong desire for dominance is at work, the urge to pull her away from any man?"
Charles lowered his eyes and the smile still hung on his face and did not disappear, but he did not continue to drink the remaining water.
"That's not going to work, Wade," he said. "I know what you're doing even better than you do yourself."
Deadpool:"……"
"Then put down your broken ability." Deadpool imitated Alalei and wiped his face, "Thinking about the scene where you simply knew that Alalei fell in love with someone else, you didn't feel unwilling at all?"
The tip of Charles' heart trembled abruptly with his words, lowered his eyes, and said in his mouth: "This is her freedom. She is my student, and as a teacher, I can't interfere with her private life too much."
"... Bah, just keep pretending." Deadpool gave him a big roll of his eyes, "When you change your mind, it turns out that other people's children can come to school here. Sometimes you cry."
After he finished speaking, he patted his buttocks and was about to leave, when he walked to the door, he said casually: "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Alalei's ideal type is rich and handsome, kind and gentle to her. I think you're quite up to par."
Opening the door, I saw Ala Lei strolling back frowning.
Deadpool was surprised: "Sent away? So fast?"
Ala Lei shook her head: "Halfway, I thought I was taking too late and left first."
Deadpool:"……"
He nodded and walked out: "The two of them walked very fast. Well... I have nothing to do, so I will leave first... There is still a hot night waiting for me today. "
"Oh, then I'll go with you."
As soon as Arale raised his leg and was about to step up to follow, Deadpool stopped him with his eyes.
"What are you doing with me, I'm papa papa, you come to observe? Go, go, go to class, kid."
Arale: "Huh? Can I observe?"
Deadpool was speechless: "...You should just obediently attend class here."
"What class? Didn't I finish your physiology class?" Arale didn't understand, and Deadpool couldn't hold back his smile.
A gentle voice came from behind her.
"It's my class."
Arale paused, turned around, and her eyes fell on Charles's gentle and jade-like face.
The silent heart started beating uncontrollably again, she swallowed and said dryly: "That's right, I came to your class today."
Seeing the situation, Deadpool shouldn't be getting any worse, so he's quick-witted.
"I go first."
Watching helplessly as the only person who could ease the atmosphere left, Arale followed the professor nervously all the way to his office.
The office was still empty. After Charles came in, he motioned for Ala Lei to close the door.
Closing the door seems to isolate all the hustle and bustle outside and become a separate small world.
"Then... that... What class are we going to have today?" Alale tried hard to find a topic. "Should I still meditate? Do you want to do that kind of concentration swimming... activity."
She could no longer look directly at the word "game", so she hurriedly changed it.
"No, let's play a game." Charles raised the corner of his mouth with a hint of a smile, "Play a game that two people can play."
"..."
Alale froze on the spot, digging out her ears.
"I, I, I... I mean... you mean a game between two people?" She couldn't help but take two steps back against the door incoherently, "Did you read that text message?"
"See." Compared to Arale's panic, Charles was much calmer, "I thought you wanted to play chess, but I thought of a more interesting game."
It seems that I was too tactful, and even Deadpool paused for a few seconds before reacting. It is quite difficult for the professor to misunderstand his students with this kind of text message.That's why Charles didn't respond at all. It turned out that he didn't discover another profound meaning.
Arale comforted herself like this, the more she thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and she quickly regained her spirits, pulled a chair and sat opposite him, full of expectations.
"what game?"
The professor had been holding the remaining half glass of water that he drank in the reception room. He lifted it up, and the transparent water swayed in the glass, bringing a series of crystal flashes.
"Let me take the initiative to drink it."
"what?"
Charles looked at Arale, "Let your sense of existence increase, use your words to influence my mind, let me take the initiative to drink the water in the glass."
The author has something to say:-
CHARLES: Let my throat dry out, and drink the water voluntarily.
Ala Lei: Huh?
I just noticed that I have 1.7W collections, these must be fake collections!
Why didn't I feel _(:з」∠)_
or you are too indifferent
There is a class tomorrow night, so I will try to code it during the day.
Thank you Molly for my column Landmines, and Deep Blue Bazooka.
Thank you all for the mine assists.
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