American comics: Starting with replicating Superman's talent

Chapter 18 The Conditions for Forgiving You

There's a saying that goes, "When you succeed, everyone is kind and lovely to you."

Similarly, when you are a second-generation rich kid, people will only show respect and humility.

At this moment, the tables turned, and a group of school leaders launched a relentless and full-scale attack on Coach Watt.

The person in charge of managing teacher transfers, a middle-aged white woman, said expressionlessly, "Threatening students with corporal punishment is shameless, Coach Watt, you must leave this school!"

"That's right, Coach Watt, your behavior will bring shame to our high school." Principal Guan also had a righteous expression.

Between half a million and physical education teachers, they made their choice without even having to think.

"How is this possible!" Coach Watt exclaimed, his mouth agape, a stunned expression on his face.

"You, you can't do this!" Watt stammered, unsure what to do with his hands, sometimes touching his slicked-back hair, sometimes pinching his thigh. "I bled for the school! I won four championships for the school!"

He couldn't imagine what would happen if he lost his job. Watt, who had spent decades at the school, was like a frog that had been boiled alive. If he lost this job, he didn't know what else he could do.

Go find a new school?

The Luther Group will not let him go, and no school would risk offending the Luther Group by taking him in.

"I'm sorry, Watt, but we cannot accept your behavior." Principal Guan's expression was indifferent, ignoring Watt's pleas, and he turned to Gino, once again adopting an eager expression.

"Mr. Gino," Principal Guan said, his face full of obsequiousness and respect, his tone low and quick, "are you satisfied with this outcome?"

"If you are satisfied, please pass on your message to Mr. Lex and ask him to continue supporting the development of the town's high school."

"Yes, Mr. Gino, you're a good kid." The woman from the academic affairs office pursed her lips and lowered her voice: "You only skipped one class, I'll write a thousand-word self-criticism for you."

Looking at Coach Watt's dejected face, and a group of school leaders fawning over Ginobilia.

Whether it's the football players or the three Clarks, everyone's understanding of wealth and power has been refreshed once again.

So, it turns out, money really can make a difference.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone.

"No, I'm not satisfied with this result." Gino spoke slowly, and the atmosphere instantly became cold. Everyone shut their mouths and craned their necks, waiting for Gino to say what he was going to say next.

"I think firing Coach Watt was too cruel," Gino chuckled, a gentle smile on his face. "After all, he contributed a lot to this school."

Upon hearing Gino's words, Watt's previously lifeless eyes instantly lit up, and he stared at Gino with gratitude in his eyes, his lips moving as if to express his thanks.

"What?" Principal Guan looked puzzled. Could it be that their flattery backfired?

Even Clark and his two companions were dumbfounded, wondering if Gino had gone mad, and that Watt was not worth pitying at all.

"I think we can give those who made mistakes a chance." Amid the crowd's confusion, Gino glanced at Whitney, who had been the loudest one shouting behind Watt earlier.

Then, Gino slowly began, drawing out his words, "As long as Coach Watt washes Whitney's socks in public, she can stay at this school, and the Luther Corporation will continue to support the development of the town's high school!"

"Buzz!"

As soon as Gino finished speaking, the previously silent crowd erupted in cheers.

"My God, making Coach Watt wash Whitney's socks?!"

Clark, standing in the crowd, raised an eyebrow.

"this"

Looking at Whitney's bewildered expression, Clark felt a pang of schadenfreude.

Little Black Pete covered his mouth and said to Clark and the other two:

"My God, if I were Coach Watt, I would be so ashamed that I would want to die. This is practically murderous, what was that Eastern proverb again?"

"To kill someone is to destroy their spirit." Chloe stared intently at Gino's profile, murmuring, "I almost thought he'd become a saint, but it seems this guy hasn't changed at all."

the other side.

When Watt heard Gino's conditions, his expression was one of utter disgust, as if he had swallowed a fly.

He thought the other party was being kind, but what awaited him was even deeper humiliation.

Gino sneered, looking at Watt whose face was alternating between pale and green, and urged, "Make a choice, Coach Watt."

"Pride in face, or in work?"

Anger burned within Watt's heart. At this moment, he wished he could shout and rush up to kill Gino. This extreme humiliation made Watt clench his fists, and his breathing gradually became heavy, like an old ox panting heavily.

But thinking of his future, his clenched arms slowly loosened, and Watt, forcing back the humiliation, said, "I'll wash!"

With that, Watt turned to Whitney and roared, "Take your shoes off, kid!"

Watt lowered his voice: "If you want to keep your position as captain of the football team, take off your socks!"

"Also, send someone to fetch me a basin of water!"

More and more students arrived, and soon some students brought basins of water.

Whitney's expression was strange, but under Watt's compelling gaze, she lowered her head and took off her shoes.

"Wow, I didn't expect Whitney to be wearing Winnie the Pooh socks." Little Black Pete couldn't help but make a comment when he saw the socks on Whitney's feet, which made the onlookers burst into laughter.

The slightly sour smell made everyone unconsciously back away.

Amidst the laughter, Whitney handed Watt her own socks.

Everyone watched as the obese Watt laboriously squatted down and soaked and rubbed the smelly socks in water.

Stroke after stroke, as if Watt wasn't scrubbing socks, but rather venting his anger.

"Coach Watt, I hope you'll remember this lesson." Gino looked at the humiliated Watt expressionlessly. To be honest, teaching a clown a lesson didn't bring him any pleasure.

"Let's go." Gino led the three of them away.

"Hey, what happened here?" Lana Blue, Whitney's girlfriend, rushed over after hearing the news.

Seeing her boyfriend standing there barefoot, his face flushed, while Coach Watt was scrubbing his socks, Lana walked toward Gino with a grim expression: "This seems to be bullying, Mr. Gino Luther?!"

"You should be ashamed of what you did."

"Whoosh!" Before Lana could get close, Gino and Clark's expressions turned pale and their hair turned blue at the same time.

This unusual scene was also noticed by some observant people.

Gino, fighting off his dizziness, made up his mind: Kryptonite was having too much of an impact on him, and he had to get rid of this little thing that was threatening him.

The longer I stayed, the weaker I felt.

"Perhaps."

Under the influence of the kryptonite, Gino did not choose to argue with Lana. Feeling dizzy and lightheaded, Gino gently leaned on Chloe's shoulder, gesturing for the girl to take him away.

As he left, Gino gave Lana a long look: "Miss Lana, I look forward to seeing you again."

I'll remember this incident where Lana publicly reprimanded me.

(End of this chapter)