Marvel: The principal is Superman

115 Fandom is not the same life

Inside St. Kent College.

While softly humming a song, Jean had already arrived at the door of the principal’s room, and opened the door lightly:

“Clark, what are you going to do with the college’s enrollment plan for next semester…”

Before the words fell, Qin had already seen two more figures in the room.

The silver-haired man was directly skipped by the piano, and her gaze was already fixed on the red-haired girl:

“Who are the two of them?”

Pietro smoothed his hairstyle and put on a self-considered handsome look:

“Hello this beautiful young lady, I’m Pietro, this is my sister Wanda…”

Pietro originally spoke in a breathy voice, but the more he said this, the more subtle it became, and he was a little screaming.

Under the pressure of Jean’s eyes, all he could keep was the embarrassed smile.

Jean didn’t care about Pietro’s boasting:

“I’m asking Clark, as for who you are, I’m not interested in knowing!”

Jean looked at Clark with a searching look in her eyes.

Clark coughed and replied:

“Qin, these are the two new tutors I have found for the academy, after all, to expand the enrollment scale next year, the number of existing tutors is not enough.”

Jean nodded slightly:

“I know that, but I’m curious – are the two of them qualified to be mentors in our academy?”

Jean slowly came to Wanda and asked unabashedly:

“I don’t know anything about your academic qualifications and knowledge – if you are indiscriminate, won’t it hurt the students?”

Wanda’s calm little face had a little curiosity on it.

She smiled softly, and then said:

“So this big sister, how are you going to test me?”

Qin’s height is slightly taller than Qin, and Wanda’s name is a bit clever.

I call you sister, you can’t still bully me, right?

Unfortunately, Wanda’s careful thinking is of no use when facing the piano.

In the face of Aesop’s junior, Jean knows the latter without leaving any personal feelings, let alone Wanda, who he doesn’t know.

Jean’s gaze skimmed over Wanda, especially in front of Wanda.

She glanced down at it, her face a little ugly.

The red-haired girl in front of me didn’t know where Clark got it, didn’t she eat papaya every day?

“Ahem, Jean, I already asked in advance, Wanda and Pietro’s expertise is not very outstanding, but they also have their own strengths.”

Clark explains:

“Wanda has some special abilities, some special achievements on a spiritual level. The counseling room in the college had been empty since the old man left, and I was ready to let Wanda take on this role. ”

Counseling?

Jean frowned lightly and looked at Wanda, taking in the swaying red shadows that emanated from time to time in the latter’s eyes, and her heart understood a lot, and her expression softened.

Mutants who grow up outside always suffer a lot.

Faced with such individuals, Jean does not mind being treated differently.

She nodded slightly, did not discuss too much on this issue, but whispered a warning to Wanda:

“In that case, I will lead you to that room to take a look when I turn back, and you can familiarize yourself with it in advance – in addition, you must be careful not to use your abilities casually!”

Wanda’s good-looking eyes widened slightly, and she looked at Jean with some dismay.

Ability?

Hearing Jean say this, Wanda vaguely understood.

Seem… She and Jean are both the same identities, both mutants who are looked at by the world in different eyes?

Wanda raised her head slightly and glanced at Jean seriously, and then looked at Clark, thoughtful…

An academy founded by mutants? Are the students taught also mutants?

Seem…

Things got interesting.

From laziness at the beginning, to inactivity after that, to interest after that, until the excitement of this moment.

Wanda has a feeling that her life has always become colorful.

It’s not like staying in the Hydra base before, except for the darkness is blood red!

She nodded very seriously:

“Well, I will work very seriously and hard!”

Jean didn’t say much, and then she shifted her gaze and looked at Pietro:

“What about him? What special abilities does he have that can be given a heavy responsibility? ”

Clark coughed lightly:

I’m going to hand Pietro over to Antonio and let him watch it.

Jean suddenly froze, and then completely lost interest in Pietro.

She looked at Wanda:

“Come with me, I’ll lead you there.”

Wanda looked very well-behaved and followed behind her and walked out of the room.

Pietro stood in place scratching his head a little.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, he feels like he’s in a pit.

“What did that Antonio do?”

Clark had a kind smile on his face:

“You’ll know when he comes.”

Pietro had some leg shaking.

Don’t tell you, if Clark has been expressionless to him, then Pietro has not reacted.

But it was such a kind appearance with such a smile that made him a little flustered.