A prince from a certain American comic book

Claire, inside the car, couldn't help but burst into laughter as she watched Ike's retreating figure disappear into the house.

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Chapter 059: Summer Activities (Seeking Recommendations)

Going to school. Ice@Fire#Chinese www.bhzw.cc

Whether in the East or here, around fifteen or sixteen years old, going to school is the main activity.

However, for these students, school hours are clearly divided into two periods: the good students look forward to the main classes in the morning, while the students who don't like studying look forward to the free time after 2:30 pm.

What about Ekko?

Ike is busy racking up credits for himself. The local government doesn't oppose students skipping grades, nor does it suppress them. As long as you can get enough credits, it's not impossible to break the record left by Tony Stark and get a doctorate at the age of fourteen.

Unfortunately, Ekko is destined to be unbreakable.

After all, Ike will be sixteen in a week.

While others are already pursuing their second doctoral degree at sixteen, Ike is still struggling to accumulate credits for skipping colleges.

During these days of accumulating credits, Ike had a pretty fulfilling time.

There are no horror movies.

There are no thrillers.

There are no action movies either.

There are only documentaries about good students who are ordinary, hardworking, and inspiring.

In the morning, Ike studies; at noon, Ike eats; and in the afternoon, Ike participates in any club activities that can earn him academic credits, such as the math club or actively participates in the management of the school's student council.

Without him.

These activities will also award some academic credits based on individual performance at the end of the semester.

Ike said he would take any credits he could get.

If there were any unexpected twists or turns in Ike's otherwise bland and unfulfilling academic life, Chris would definitely be one of them.

There's an old saying that's quite true.

It's like climbing a mountain for a man to pursue a woman.

It's easy for a woman to pursue a man.

With summer vacation approaching, almost everyone at the Quaker Academy believed that Chris and Ike were a couple.

After trying to explain two or three times, and seeing the way the students were looking at him, Ike wisely gave up on continuing to explain.

The timeline continues to this day.

If Ike hadn't known for himself that he and Chris hadn't done anything inappropriate, he probably would have been convinced, under the strange looks of the students, that he and Chris were indeed lovers, but that he had somehow lost his memory and forgotten about it...

noon.

"Hi."

"Hi."

Ike looked up at Chris, who was walking over with a tray, and greeted her politely.

Chris sat down and looked at the food on Ike's plate, saying, "So little? You have a baseball game this afternoon, right?"

Ike nodded and said, "Yes, it's a friendly match, and I don't plan to participate either."

Chris asked, "What did your counselor want to talk to you about this morning?"

Ike, eating the food on his plate, looked up at Chris and asked, "How did you know?"

Chris laughed and said, "We have French classes together."

Ike grunted and rummaged through the food on his plate, saying casually, "It's nothing. I saw a job posting for a year-long assistant with one academic credit in his office last time, so I applied for it."

Chris raised a beautiful eyebrow and said, "Do you know what a grade-level assistant does?"

Ike shook his head.

He's not omnipotent.

But I imagine it's similar to the job of a dormitory supervisor. With his prestige, managing a group of kids would be a piece of cake.

Chris laughed and said, "This year's grade-level assistant positions are set up for our summer activities. Didn't you say you weren't planning on going out this summer?"

Ike was slightly taken aback: "Summer vacation activities?"

Chris nodded at Ike, who had a somewhat dazed expression, and said, "Yeah, I heard that the counselor secured a cruise trip to New York for us this time. By the way, did you get the job?"

Ike nodded mechanically.

Chris shrugged. "Then you'll have to postpone your driving test. We'll meet at Crystal Lake a few days after the holiday, on June 13th, and then..."

"and many more."

"what happened?"

After putting down his knife and fork and swallowing his food, Ike looked at Chris, whose lips were curved in a smile, and said, "What did you just say?"

Chris looked at Ike's expression and said, "Crystal Lake Harbor, that's where we need to board the ship."

Ike's expression had become very strange.

Saying.

The name Crystal Lake sounded vaguely familiar to him.

Which horror movie is it from?

Ike frowned slightly, racking his brains.

next second.

Ike's pupils dilate.

Jesus Christ!

Friday the 13th.

Jason?

Ike looked down at the remaining food on his plate, then looked up at Chris sitting across from him.

Maggi's.

Is he going to start making horror movies?

Freddy hasn't been eliminated yet, and now Jason has suddenly appeared. What's next?

Is it a killing contest between Jason and Freddy?

Ike grabbed a sip of the juice next to him, thinking about the current era, and asked Chris curiously, "Chris, I remember something like this happened at Crystal Lake before..."

You mean Jason?

"what?"

“Crystal Lake is just outside Baltimore. How could they not know about the Crystal Lake massacre?”

"...Then you still dare to go to Crystal Lake?"

“What’s there to be afraid of?” Chris shrugged. “Jason is dead, and that former killing campsite has been sealed off. If New York has the Statue of Liberty, then Jason is our Baltimore Statue of Liberty.”

Ekko: "..."

Is it really appropriate to compare a terrifying serial killer to the Statue of Liberty?

However, after a moment of shock, Ekko recovered.

the reason is simple.

If Jason is to be called a demon, it's more accurate to call him an immortal.

Jason is **.

Their attack method is simply to chop and hack with an axe.

Ike has never been afraid of this type of cold weapon attack.

Furthermore...

While pondering his thoughts, Ike asked Chris for confirmation, "You just said we're only taking a boat trip on Crystal Lake, and we won't be staying there, right?"

Chris nodded.

Ike was finally completely relieved.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Ike was called over by his counselor.

"Ike, sit down."

"Thank you."

"This is the list of students participating in this summer activity. Please take a look."

"Ah."

Ike sat on the sofa in the counselor's office and took the paper with the list written on it that the counselor handed him.

Local universities do not have class advisors.

If I had to find a closer comparison, it would be a counselor.

However, it would be more appropriate to describe them as consultants rather than counselors.

In addition to providing psychological counseling to students, college counselors are also responsible for helping students select courses and determine their future academic goals.

Most importantly, university counselors have absolutely no responsibility or obligation to interfere with or prevent students from dating...

Ike's gaze fell on the note.

next second.

The alarm blared!

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