mtl008 Chapter 2538: Xiao Xiao Down (22)
Chapter 2538: Xiao Xiao Down (22)
Chapter 2538: Xiao Xiao Down (Twenty-two)
The man who called himself Shivana had stern features and his eyes were deeply sunken. There were dark circles under his eyes, which blended with the shadows cast by his brow bones, making his pupils look like a small boat floating on the black sea.
He pursed his lips when he spoke, and the sharp lines at the corners of his mouth and jawline crossed each other, giving him a kind of coldness that kept strangers away. So even though he was smiling while speaking, people still felt that he was difficult to deal with.
"Is your teaching going well, Professor?" Sivana asked with concern, "Are you having any difficulty adapting to the new campus?"
Schiller shook his head and said, "Everything is fine. How is the football team? Can our invitational tournament be held as scheduled?"
"Of course, this is not a problem. The school's financial situation is indeed a bit tight, but I think the city government will provide us with enough help. Sports events have always been the city's business card..."
Shivana talked a lot about the football team, and seemed to have discovered that Schiller was particularly concerned about the situation in the Sports College. Then he started talking about the psychology course arrangement, and mentioned whether to change the mobile class system to a fixed class system, etc.
Schiller's attitude towards the new principal is rather conservative. Sivana is not a common surname. The name Thaddeus Sivana shows that he is not an ordinary person and may be a well-known character in the comics.
However, precisely because he was famous but not that famous, Schiller did not remember who he was for a moment, and now he did not have the time to look it up in his memory bank, so he just treated Shivana with the attitude that a professor should have towards a new principal, but Shivana was obviously not satisfied with this.
"When I visited Professor Freese last time, I heard that you moved to a new home recently?"
Schiller frowned slightly. He didn't think Victor was a talkative person. It was probably not that Victor told Shivana actively, but it was possible that Shivana asked indirectly.
Why does he care about himself so much?
"Oh, don't get me wrong, professor. It's just that several professors I visited before complained that their commuting time became longer after moving to the new campus. I wonder how it is on your side?"
"Fortunately, my new house is not far away." Schiller paused. He was not sure whether Victor had told Sivana about the housewarming party, but since the other party had already mentioned this, if he didn't tell him now and he found out later, he would inevitably be regarded as being excluded and isolated by the other party.
"In fact, my housewarming party has not been held yet because I have been very busy recently and the new house has not been cleaned up yet. If there is any news, I will send you an invitation. I hope you can come then, Mr. Principal."
Shivana appeared very happy, and his tightly pursed lips relaxed. He stood up, shook hands with Schiller and said, "My pleasure, Professor. In fact, I have always been very interested in psychology, but now we are both very busy. If we have time later, maybe we can chat."
Schiller didn't know if this was a polite remark, but he just took it as a polite remark. He now had to go and see who this Shivana was and figure out why he was so enthusiastic.
After sending Sivana away, Schiller wanted to look through the memory bank in the tower, but at this time he received a call from Zatanna.
"Hello? Professor? John is injured. Could you please come to the central hospital?" Zatanna's slightly anxious voice came from the other end of the phone.
Schiller raised an eyebrow and said, "He's hurt? What happened to him?"
"You'll know when you come over." Zatanna's tone revealed deep helplessness. Constantine seemed to mutter something on the other end, but Zatanna quickly hung up the phone.
It was really one thing after another. Schiller thought, could it be that another creditor had found the wrong door? There was clearly still a lot of room in the freezer.
It was already late when Schiller drove to the Central Hospital. He was stuck in traffic for more than half an hour and spent more than ten minutes looking for a parking space near the hospital. The Central Hospital was located in the center of the roundabout area and was basically full of patients every day.
Schiller quickly gave the front desk his name, and then found Constantine with a plaster cast on his leg in the inpatient department. Zatanna was pouring water for him. Schiller came in with an umbrella, but found no trace of the devil.
"What's going on?" Schiller asked. Not long after he came in, Raven and Killer Croc also came in. It was obvious that this matter was also related to them.
Constantine let out a long sigh, but was slapped back into his stomach by Zatanna halfway through. He curled up with a howl, frowned and muttered a few words, then covered his head with the quilt and went to sleep.
"The two of us are going to help set up Waylon's new company. There's nothing else to do, just some large furniture to move, including the counter for receiving guests, the registration desk in the back, and the filing cabinets for storing documents."
"Waylon transported these things to the warehouse. We took them out of the warehouse and delivered them to the front door of the company. I used magic to move them in, and John was there to cause trouble."
"I didn't cause any trouble!" Constantine's muffled voice came from under the quilt, "What on earth were you thinking to put the counter horizontally? Do you want to squeeze the guests who come here into meat patties?"
"But the room in front has limited space. If I put it vertically, where will the receptionist be? And you also said that if I put it horizontally, it would look good if I hung a painting on that wall. But we are talking about practical value now!"
"I'm telling the truth. Can the wall of the reception be without any decorations? If you put it vertically, you can't hang anything on that wall!"
"Get to the point." Schiller tapped the armrest of the bed gently.
"Well, John and I had a little argument about furniture placement." Zatanna made a small gesture, but Schiller saw a galaxy between her two fingers.
He knew that this kind of young men and women were fine when they were in love, but when they worked together, there would definitely be problems.
"I said to put it vertically, but he insisted on putting it horizontally. I said let's try it out, and then I used magic to control the counter to fly in. After it landed, it looked good to me, but he was not convinced and rushed into the room to show me how to put it."
"I said, let me see how you do it. I controlled the counter to fly up again, but it kept moving forward, then backward, then turning left, then right. It was so troublesome that I got really annoyed by it. I lost control of my magic and the counter fell and hit his foot..."
Zatanna lowered her head and hammered the edge of the bed with her hands and said, "I didn't mean it. As you know, the medium of my magic is language, but he had to quarrel with me when I was using magic..."
"You're not very skilled, Zatanna." Constantine smiled and laughed at Zatanna.
Zatanna slapped him on the chest, obviously completely enraged. She roared at Constantine: "Don't you know why Morpheus is avoiding you?! Because you are also a nosy bastard in bed! I really should pray to God and let him tell Lucifer..."
Schiller coughed twice, interrupting Zatanna's nonsense. Zatanna's face turned red with anger. After taking a few deep breaths, she grabbed the top of the quilt and covered Constantine's head.
Schiller saw the film taken nearby, and several people came over and found that it was just a broken foot bone, which was not very serious, but he might not be able to get out of bed for at least ten days or half a month.
"Oh my God, our moving plan is ruined." Zatanna wailed, "Who will drive me now?"
"Don't you have a driver's license?"
"Yes, but I really don't understand the damn traffic conditions in this damn city." Zatanna sighed and said, "This city's transportation system is too special. I got lost several times when I drove. If I were driving, I would probably live in the East District this year."
Killer Croc laughed and said, "Of course, even an experienced person like Jack can't figure out how to escape the New East District now. Can you imagine? Last time, he took a private job and wandered around in those buildings and passages for six hours and couldn't get out. In the end, he had to blow up one of the passages to get out."
"He should suspect that it was Batman's conspiracy." Schiller told a joke that only he and Waylon understood. Waylon really laughed and nodded and said, "Yes, he definitely suspects that. He must think that this whole area is a prank prepared by Bruce for him. Bruce can do it!"
"I know a few local kids who are probably planning to work part-time to earn money recently. Maybe they can join in," Schiller said.
He was referring to the Robins of Wayne Manor. The last he learned about their situation was when Alfred called to ask about the situation after Merkel left.
The topic was originally about Merkel, but eventually it turned to the children. Everything was fine when Wayne was not at home. Apart from attending classes, these children just wandered around the manor aimlessly.
However, they seemed to be planning to do something recently, and after Alfred's investigation, he learned that the children were planning to go out and work part-time to earn money.
The normal employment standard for full-time employees in Gotham is 16 years old. After all, the city’s educational resources were not rich in the past, and many people did not go to high school, let alone college, so people over the age of 16 could work 50 hours a week.
Of course, people over the age of 14 can also work 30 hours a week, but they are not allowed to work full-time and can only work part-time.
However, because there are too many lawless criminals in this city, the management in this regard turns a blind eye. After all, it is better for teenagers and children to work and earn money than to rob and cause trouble, so no one will care if some underage children work in stores.
Speaking of this, we have to mention the current situation of the children's gang. After the gangs were completely overthrown, the children's gang, which had close ties with the gangs, basically also scattered.
After a few years of buffer period, most members of the children's gang have passed the most vulnerable age. The youngest are almost 10 years old, and the older ones are almost 20 years old.
There is not much to say about where they went. During the previous music festival, most of them were working in various places. Some of the smart ones led others to do business and made a lot of money.
After that, their life trajectories were similar to those of normal people. Since they had never been to school and had no academic qualifications, most of them found jobs that did not require any technical skills. Apart from screwing screws in factories, they did odd jobs everywhere to earn money.
Some of those who were quick-witted went into business and saved some money. Now they can rent a storefront to do some small business. Some of those who were nimble went to vocational colleges to learn a skill and now they are working as electricians, decorators, and mechanics.
Those children who were unable to take care of themselves back then are now mostly teenagers who can run and jump. Many former members who have become adults support them, and they are considered the first group of children in the gang to go to school.
The younger generation of children are basically no longer orphans because living conditions have improved and family stability has increased. If they can support their children, few people will voluntarily abandon their children.
The East District has also established a complete welfare home system. If there are any orphans, they will go to the welfare homes and will not end up on the streets. Therefore, the children younger than Jason are the last generation of children's gang members.
(End of this chapter)