Marvel’s Superman

After Clark got out of the car, he seemed to be the center of attention, feeling the curious gazes from many classmates.

There are not many rich people in the town. Although being a farmer in the United States is definitely a good life, it also depends on how much land you own.

For example, Mr. Luke Cavill, the famous landowner of the town.

He has successively purchased several farms and ranches, which together amount to more than 5,000 acres, occupying nearly one-third of the agricultural land in the town.

The farm mainly grows soybeans, wheat and corn.

The ranch has more than 400 cows and 20 bulls, and also has a company that sells and leases agricultural equipment.

To put it bluntly, most farmers in the town depend on Mr. Cavill for a living.

By comparison, the scale of the Kent family's farm seems petty.

Moreover, in relatively closed and backward towns, every family prefers off-road pickups with good loading capacity and large volume, and sports cars are not common.

"Gosh, Clark, do you have a private shuttle to school now? And that's such a cool Chevrolet!"

Clark, who was a little shy, walked quickly into the school gate, and a girl with short blond hair patted his shoulder and said exaggeratedly.

Her name is Chloe, a "reporter" at school, obsessed with all kinds of small town gossip, and one of Clark's few friends.

"I didn't catch the school bus. Luke was kind enough to let me hitch a ride."

Clark explained earnestly.

Mr. Cavill has always been a celebrity in the town.

Although he doesn't show up very often, he only comes back occasionally for a vacation.

However, due to frequent news headlines and enough exposure, it has long been the talk of the town residents after dinner.

Of course, most of them focus on those lace gossips.

"Luke... heh, my dad calls him Mr. Cavill when he sees him."

Chloe pouted and stared at her friend, as if she wanted to find something out of it.

Intuition told her that Clark's relationship with the rich young man seemed unusual.

Not to mention, after linking them together, Chloe actually felt that the two had some similarities in appearance.

The same tough silhouette, statue-like perfect lines, tall and straight...

"He kindly took you on a ride... Then did he invite you to that super-large luxury villa?"

Chloe continued to inquire.

Clark, who was holding a stack of books, nodded. The other party did invite him to have time to go there... Work out together?

"Then he must have no intentions! Otherwise, why would he be so enthusiastic about you, a nerd!"

Chloe snorted lightly, knowing that in movies and novels, the young and handsome rich people are usually villains.

"How is that possible! What am I worth Luke trying to do?"

Clark shook his head in disbelief.

All the property of the Kent family may not be comparable to a fraction of the other party's bank account.

The other party can't always look at himself, right?

Clark's thinking was also skewed, creating strange associations.

"Hey, look, your dream goddess."

Without further entanglement with Clark on this issue, Chloe reminded by bumping the former's arm.

"Why don't you go over and say hello?"

Clark followed his line of sight, and soon noticed a young girl full of youthfulness.

With long brown hair and a beautiful face, she exudes a charming temperament.

She was the prettiest girl in the school, and the goddess he always remembered.

Lana!

Almost subconsciously, Clark stepped forward, walking towards the other party like a robot.

Chloe, who was behind, showed a wicked smile, as if expecting a good show to be staged.

"five four three two one!"

thump!

Clark, who looked tall and healthy, hadn't even made it to Lana.

The whole person seemed to suddenly lose strength, his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground.

The stack of books in his hand also spilled out.

The classmates who saw around let out a roar of laughter, making Clark, who fell, feel ashamed.

There is no doubt that this is a very humiliating thing.

The future Superman is still just a big boy with strong self-esteem.

He didn't know what to do, let alone how to eliminate the embarrassment.

"Poor Clark."

Chloe let out a sympathetic laugh, according to her count, as long as Clark was close to Lana, he would be like a baby who hasn't learned to walk.

Not to mention walking unsteadily and falling to the ground.

Sometimes, there are even severe cases of shortness of breath.

She calls it "Crush Period Syndrome".

"Hey, are you all right, Clark?"

Someone picked up the books that had fallen on the ground and handed them to Clark, who was trying to find a crack in the ground.

"Luke? How did you..."

Seeing the acquaintance, Clark temporarily forgot the embarrassing situation and showed a surprised expression.

"Participate in the library's donation ribbon cutting, I just told you, forget?"

Luke smiled faintly, and behind him stood the principal, the dean and other figures.

The strong aura emanating from it made those students who were watching the joke automatically retreat.

The swarms of people are instantly scattered.

"I'm a little... confused, sorry."

Clark patted the dust on his body, and as Lana left, the weakness that filled his body seemed to disappear.

"A pretty girl, are you interested in her?"

Luke took the opportunity to return the book and approached the past.

His face was a little weird, as if he had discovered something interesting.

Superman doesn't like someone bad, he has to like the girl with the kryptonite necklace.

That's right, that's why Clark suffers from "Crush Period Syndrome".

The girl named Lana-Lan had a meteorite necklace carved from kryptonite around her neck.

If the two of them are really together in the future, Clark will not say that his legs are weak, and the third leg may be weak.

"No, no."

Clark shook his head again and again, as if he was peeking at some kind of magazine that is not suitable for children, and then was caught by his parents, an inexplicable sense of shame spread all over his body.

This is the case with teenagers in the crush period. They are always reluctant to admit that they like someone, and think that no one knows the secret.

It's a pity that he is really not good at lying, his blushing face and dodging eyes make it easy for people to come to the answer.

"Clarke, when I was your age, I took any young girl at my fingertips."

Luke put on his sunglasses, patted his little cousin's shoulder lightly, and said inexplicably, "Do you know why?"

Clark shook his head. He had zero experience in love and a single mother and womb who had never touched a girl's hand. How could he possibly understand the secret.

"It's not just because I'm funny and good-looking, it's because I go to school every day from the garage in a sports car instead."

Clark: "..."

He said he had nothing to say.

I am still at the age when I have to take the school bus to school!

"No kidding, see you later, Clark."

Luke put aside his interest in flirting with his little cousin, and then walked into the school's auditorium surrounded by a group of school leaders.

The future Superman is still troubled by his unrequited love.

But before long, he should be able to learn from his adoptive father Jonathan that he is an alien visitor.

At that time, it will be the turn of Krypton's big cousin to debut.

"Kryptonite necklace..."

Luke remembered Clark's crush, Lana, the necklace she was wearing.

The day the Krypton spacecraft fell, it also brought a catastrophic meteorite shower to the town.

It was actually a rain of kryptonite.

Leave kryptonite shards all over the town.

That thing is not only deadly to Superman, but also harmful to ordinary people.

Long-term exposure can lead to radiation poisoning, cancer, and even a chance to mutate normal people.

It sounds like the superpowers that appear one after another in The Flash because of the explosion of the particle accelerator.

As Superman, Clark will soon enter the beginning stages of a superhero.

"Come on, little cousin."

Luke groaned.

He has no interest in fighting criminals, and training Clark and collecting kryptonite of various colors by the way is the purpose.