[Comprehensive Yingmei] What kind of experience is it like to take online classes in Gotham?

The soup noodles are separated, and the sauce is added by yourself.I skillfully used serving chopsticks to put the noodles into the bowl, then covered with scrambled eggs with tomatoes, poured hot soup, sprinkled chopped green onion and added some favorite seasonings.A steaming bowl of tomato and egg noodles is freshly baked.

Jason used to eat like this with me, and he is very familiar with this process.Others follow suit and put as much as they want in their bowls, which can be regarded as an alternative buffet.

The teacher in the class in the headset was stuck in and out of the online class, or the sound was dropped, or the PPT on the screen was dropped. It took 15 minutes to cook a noodle, and the teacher for this class was stuck for 10 minutes.

Fortunately, this class is a relatively easy and not important non-professional class, otherwise the knowledge points of this class will not be learned again.

Ah, the self-defeating teacher who was punished by the Internet announced that he will enter the recess early.

It's a bit strange to say, the teacher before this was stuck in every sentence, the double-syllable one was stuck into a single-syllable one, and the mandarin was stuck into a Martian language.But the sentence he announced the recess was extremely clear, as if he was in two different online worlds.

There was a 10-minute break between classes. The teacher went to adjust the network of his equipment. I took off the earphones and stretched a big, super comfortable stretch.

"This network is really stuck..." I was speechless, "The PPT is smoother than him."

"Is the Internet at Wayne Manor stuck?" Dick asked after hearing my complaint.

"It's not the network card of the manor." I said, "It's my teacher. Let me show you what he went through in this class."

I clicked on a video recorded by a classmate in the course group to show him.

In the video, the teacher's voice falters and pauses, and people who are a little bit unfamiliar with Mandarin can't understand what he is talking about.The picture is even more outrageous, the distorted face and the separation of heads appearing from time to time, it is a living scene of a horror movie.

The students in the group affectionately called this scene: separate actions.

"Pfft." Dick couldn't help laughing, and agreed with the students' comments in the class: "It really looks like a scene from a horror movie."

"But, were you in class just now?" He asked suddenly.

I:! ! !

Oops, Moyu was found.

When I was brainstorming in my head and thinking about how to quibble, Jason interrupted my thinking.

"The old man raised few good ones." He raised his eyebrows with a meaningful expression.

I changed my mind and followed his words: "Don't slander me, I'm very good,"

"Are you right, dad~" I threw the question to my dad, trying to lure him into the trap.

"Good children don't eat and catch fish in class." My dad didn't fall into the trap, and returned the topic to the original place.

"A bad boy won't cook supper for Dad!" I pretended to be angry, and rushed towards Dad with all my teeth and claws: "Spit out the noodles I cooked!"

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes is made by Jason." Dad tried to quibble.

"So you mean, Jason is your good boy, and I'm a bad boy, right!" I burst into tears, and then quickly changed my face to sneer: "Your baby Jason has terrible aesthetics! Look at his Red barrel! He doesn't even have the whitest hood, the classic Pepper 602! No vision!"

"The bad boy finished eating, the bad boy is going back to class, you guys wash the dishes!" I lifted my legs and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Jason quickly reacted and grabbed me by the collar, "You mess around just to avoid doing the dishes?"

"No." I quickly denied without blinking my eyes, "My father's rebellion broke my heart, so I decided to let him wash the dishes for me to reform him."

Wayne Manor has a traditional custom - labor in exchange for pocket money.

Back then, Dick and I fought over who was going to do the work. After all, it was super cool for us as kids to be able to make money with our labor and sweat!

Usually you can wash dishes, mop the floor, help Alfred, etc., but in order to allow children to wash dishes, Wayne Manor does not have a dishwasher.

And now, Damian, as the only underage child in Wayne Manor, should be the one who will be arranged to work, followed by Tim.

Just now Tim is very skilled in washing dishes, which shows that the traditional custom of the Wayne family has not changed after many years.

"Actually, there are dishwashers in Wayne Manor now." My dad spoke for the dishwashers. "Washing dishes to earn pocket money is only occasionally."

"Why didn't you say it earlier." I changed my face in seconds, with a decent smile: "Why didn't you see the dishwasher in the kitchen?"

"Actually, the dishwasher is in the kitchen." Dick explained, "It's just that it looks a little strange. Do you want to guess?"

"No." I quickly refused, "I hate riddles, I don't like guessing riddles."

"Okay, if you have to choose a dishwasher, which one do you think it is?" He continued.

"..." I was silent.

A dishwasher is a very large appliance, and despite its odd appearance, the range of objects that can be locked is small.There are only a few large appliances in the kitchen, such as microwave oven, oven, refrigerator, range hood, and a few cabinets that I haven’t opened. It stands to reason that no one will put the dishwasher on the wall. on the cupboard.

So... "The one that looks like a microwave?"

Dick said no, Dick revealed the answer, Dick said the refrigerator was the dishwasher.

I:? ? ?Don't be an ass, I just got tomatoes and eggs out of the refrigerator!

Seeing that I didn't believe it, Dick called out, "Hey, Pennyworth."

As Dick's voice fell, a blue line flashed coherently on the electronic equipment in the kitchen, and then an electronically synthesized voice with a distinct electronic sound sounded.

"Hello, Pennyworth at your service."

"Pennyworth, turn on the dishwasher," Dick ordered.

And then I saw this huge double-door refrigerator—the lower part of the freezer opened silently, revealing what was clearly the inside of a dishwasher.

"Uh... I thought it was going to transform, like an alien." I gestured to a humanoid: "So what is this? Artificial intelligence? Its name is Pennyworth?"

"It's a new smart home product developed by the Wayne Group's scientific research department. The cost is relatively high and it is not planned to be launched. This is specially customized by Wayne Manor. By the way, the scientific research department will do a test." This piece is from the Wayne Group. The work involves something that Tim is more familiar with, and he took the initiative to introduce it to me.

"It sounds very powerful." I was completely unintelligible to the layman, "What can this... smart home do?"

"It's still a semi-finished product, and I don't have much wisdom. I can only connect to Ah Fu's mobile phone to remind Ah Fu which dishes in the refrigerator are not fresh and which things are about to expire." Derby."

The comparison between capitalists, everyone knows that Stark has a smart butler who can help him buy the building before he crashes into the building and causes war damage, and maybe use the money to repair and rebuild his building. Is it more willing to spend money to repair other people's buildings?Tim wants to learn from him to reduce Superman's battle damage to reduce the loss of Wayne Group?

"Since it is custom-made, why do you customize the dishwasher and the refrigerator together? It's so weird!" I still don't understand the meaning of the act of turning the dishwasher into a refrigerator.

As soon as I asked this question, several people turned their heads to look at my dad in unison, and I seemed to understand something.

"Dad, did you design this?" I asked.

Under our gaze, my dad pulled a smile and winked at me; "I can't help it on a whim, it's more unique."

Come on, my dad’s exclusive playboy fools me—he just doesn’t want to tell me or doesn’t tell me, he always fools me like this every time, anyway, he can’t ask in the end, so I feel like I can turn the page.

"Okay." I shrugged, "It is indeed a very unexpected design, O'Henry-style design."

"Since there is a dishwasher, everything will be fine. It's really cool to not have to wash dishes when eating!" I stretched my waist and prepared to go back to the room after eating and drinking.

I suddenly remembered that there was something I almost forgot.

"Dad, are you injured?" I just saw my dad was a little stiff when he got up from the chair. It should be because of his leg injury, right?

"Going to a banquet can also hurt you. Dad, if you get hurt like this, you will have gout and arthritis when you grow old." I couldn't help but miss a few words, just like my mother misses me when I am injured in various ways.

"Pfft." Dick laughed, "Did you record it, Timmy? You must have recorded it! Send me a copy!"

"?" I was confused, "Record what and send what?"

"Existing black history to show love." Dick said.

How should I put it... As expected of the big brother, he talked about the history of keeping black in such a high-sounding way.

"Is there a share for those who see it?" I like to save black history, so I won't stop it!I want to join!

Dick gave a thumbs up in agreement.

"Dad, remember to take medicine and rest well, it will hurt your muscles and bones for a hundred days." I reminded, and my father agreed with a helpless expression.

Fill your stomach and go back to your room for class~

Dad, I don't care what they are hiding from me, a mysterious man.

I have no extra curiosity.

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"Be careful of gout and arthritis, old man." After Yi Lusi's figure disappeared from their sight, Jason repeated her words with a sneer.

"Jason." Bruce called his name, pinching the space between his brows, "What's going on with you and Louise?"

When he found someone in the kitchen, he guessed that it was Yi Lusi. He originally planned to have a chat to find an excuse to leave, but Jason naturally entered the kitchen and asked Yi Lusi to cook him some noodles.Jason opened his mouth, and they couldn't just make excuses and leave.

Inexplicably, they had a supper together.

"What else could be going on?" Jason snorted, "What else can I do in the kitchen except be hungry."

"She knows you're Red Hood?" Bruce frowned.

Jason took his hood into the kitchen, neither covering nor hiding, and Yi Lusi was not surprised, if she read the "Gotham Travel Tips", she wouldn't know what the hood represented, she wasn't surprised It's just something unexpected.

"Obviously," he said.

"If you have this time to ask questions, you might as well replace the messy things that your 'lively' peers have bought for you." Jason was referring to the sudden appearance in the Batcave two months ago. Another Batman who suddenly disappeared.

Before seeing this peer, Bruce obviously didn't know that there could be such a 'lively' Batman-lively here refers to being able to make trouble,

One bite of a lobster, shouting that Bruce Wayne is not Batman, dismantling things as soon as they see them, and putting them back together in a mess... A series of "heroic" deeds that gave Bruce a headache almost cast a shadow on Lego.

There are still many things in Wayne Manor that have been disassembled and put back together by LEGO Batman. There is no problem on the surface, but in fact there are serious problems. Things that have not been found, the dishwasher embedded in the refrigerator freezer is just one of them. One of those LEGO Batman-battered pieces that doesn't hurt or even needs to be replaced.

Thinking of Lego Batman, everyone fell silent.

Apparently it wasn't just Bruce and the Wayne Manor items that suffered from LEGO Batman.

"It's getting late. I have a meeting tomorrow. I'll go back and rest first." It was Tim who broke the silence and changed the subject.His words fell, and Dick echoed.

The four dispersed and went back to their rooms.

LEGO Batman is so scary!