American comics: Damn it, I’m surrounded by those who worry about their fathers!

The next day, early morning.

Peter gets a call from the school at the farm.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

After Peter hung up the phone, Azu rubbed his eyes and asked curiously.

Last night's special flight training made him a little depressed.

"The school bus was in an accident and the car cooler fell off, so you haven't been able to ride to school for the past few days."

Azu nodded, "Okay, actually I don't have to take the school bus. I can run faster than the school bus."

"Running to school is a good form of exercise, but next time."

Peter put the toast on the plate in front of Azu and moved his eyebrows, "You can't just fly while running, John."

"I know, Dad."

Azu picked up the toast with a grimace.

Last night's special training ended in failure. He never found the feeling of flying.

This made him start to wonder if he would never be able to fly again.

"Dad, the school bus was in a car accident, was anyone injured?"

Azu suppressed his troubles in his heart and asked about the school bus accident.

"Probably not."

"That's a bit of a pity."

Peter: "?"

He wondered if this kid was itchy. How could he say such incorrect things?

Seeing Peter's unkind look, Azu immediately felt his heart skip a beat and quickly explained: "I mean, Dad, Ms. Rachel must feel sorry for her. She has always longed for normal patients."

"Who is Rachel?"

"Rachel is the doctor in the infirmary. She said there are only two types of abnormal patients in the school infirmary."

Azu told Peter about Dr. Rachel's complaints that he overheard with his super hearing.

Peter asked with interest: "Hmm, which two?"

"One is athletes who want to play with contusions, myositis, and other illnesses. They just don't want to sit on the bench, no matter how much danger it will bring to their careers in the future."

Azu took a bite of the bread and continued: "The other type is girls with various 'difficult and complicated diseases'. Before various exams, they will come very frequently. Before the end of the semester, they will say that they have one ear disease." inflammation or pneumonia, bronchitis is the last resort.”

"Teachers who take exams are scheming. After they get sick, they can take easier make-up exams. If students know that the exam uses objective questions instead of writing essays, their illness will usually be more serious."

Azu had never been sick before, so he didn't understand the relationship between illness and exams.

He asked Peter curiously: "Dad, can you really avoid the exam if you are sick?"

Peter fell silent upon hearing this.

Is this trick so popular in the United States?

Shaking his head, he decided to nip Azu's dangerous thoughts in the cradle.

"No, it's disgraceful to do so through unfair means, John."

Azu nodded to express his understanding.

He said in a serious tone: "If I encounter a test that I don't know, Dad, my eyes can see other people's answers, so I won't pretend to be sick."

Peter: "?!"

He glanced at Azu's butt that needed to be spanked, and it seemed that he did this kind of thing often.

Your cheating behavior is even more shameful than those who pretend to be sick!

Azu, who had been spanked a few times by Peter, grimaced and prepared to drive the cows into the pen.

"Come on, cows, let's go."

He drove the cow at the front, but to his surprise, the cow ignored him at all.

"Get in the pen, cows, come on, it's time to go!"

He patted the cow's butt, but it still didn't move.

Helpless Azu pinched his waist, not knowing what to do.

Maybe a little superpower might help.

Azu suddenly came up with an idea.

He walked over to the cow and hugged it.

"Moo!"

The cow who was eating fodder suddenly felt unbalanced and was lifted into the air.

Azu held up the cow and walked out of the barn.

"Bang! Bang!"

Heavy footsteps hit the ground.

Just when Azu was proud of his wit, he didn't expect the cow's milk to shoot directly into his face.

Azu was suddenly stunned when he was suddenly attacked.

Subconsciously, he stuck out his tongue to add milk to his face.

Surprise, disbelief and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

"John?"

Hearing Peter's voice, Azu immediately recovered from his daze and quickly put the cow on the ground, pretending as if nothing had happened.

After Peter came out, he looked at the milk on Azu's face and then at the cows on the ground.

Looking at the other person's face with suspicious eyes, Peter asked him: "Are you okay? John."

Isn't this naughty kid doing anything perverted?

Why does the scene in front of me feel inexplicably familiar?

"I'm fine, Dad."

Azu looked at Peter anxiously.

"Hmm, you should go to school."

"Okay, Dad."

Azuru was granted amnesty and immediately fled the farm as quickly as possible.

Peter watched Azu's leaving figure and became thoughtful.

It seems that in the future, the work related to cows cannot be left to this boy.

Smallwell Elementary School.

Azu and Clark put their school bags in the lockers.

"Azu, have you heard about the alien spacecraft?"

"No, I'm not interested."

Azu shook his head. He was more concerned about how he could fly now.

"They say the blurry shadows falling from the sky are extraterrestrial creatures."

Clark was obviously interested in this kind of science fiction story. "Someone in the class is planning to set up a science club to explore and investigate this kind of thing."

"Besides, recently someone in the town said that they lost their poultry and livestock."

Clark turned around and said excitedly: "Maybe there are really aliens in this world, John. Didn't the science exploration program say that many cases of cattle slaughter were related to aliens?"

Azu, who was a little annoyed by what he said, slammed the door of the cabinet and turned to Clark and said: "There are no aliens in this world. I would rather believe in vampires than aliens."

Azu sneered at Clark's "alien theory".

He loves watching horror movies, and he believes in vampires more than aliens.

Clark looked at Azu who left and exhaled in frustration.

It seems that he can't drag Azu to investigate aliens together.

Afternoon.

After school.

Clark stayed in school for a while longer because he was curious about the science club.

By the time they left the school, A-Zu had already left.

"Well, I can run home without a school bus."

Clark muttered as he walked forward.

After walking a few steps, he heard a commotion coming from a nearby parking lot.

He curiously walked forward two steps and found that it was a senior student who was bullying a classmate wearing a baseball cap.

Clark remembered that his name seemed to be Adrian.

The tall and strong senior student punched Adrian in the face.

With a "bang", Adrian hit the wall behind him.

He wailed and covered his mouth with both hands, and blood flowed from his fingers.

Another senior student kicked him in the abdomen with a shoe, kicking him back a step.

Clark, who saw this, couldn't help but come out to stop a few people, "Hey, stop it!"

The three senior students looked back at Clark who suddenly appeared and looked at each other.

"Who the hell are you? An accomplice of this damn glass?"

"I'm his classmate."

Clark came over and bravely protected Adrian behind him, staring at the few people with angry eyes.

"I'm Clark Patrick Kent."

"I don't know you, little brat, but if you don't want to end up like him, get out of the way."

The tall and strong student with two large rings in his hands threatened Clark.

"No!"

Clark said in a firm tone: "You can't hurt him!"