Chapter 771 Bruce? I'm Really Unfamiliar with Him! (Part 1)

The weather will be better in the morning after the typhoon. The dark clouds that have been covering Gotham have also dispersed a little. After a night of violent storms, the air has become rare and fresh.

Jason, who was standing by the window, stretched his body and moved his neck, and woke up the little rascal who was still sleeping in the bed. After the little rascal got up, he washed and asked, "Are you going to have breakfast today?"

"Of course, the cafeteria in this school is still delicious." Jason patted his chest and said, "I'm growing taller, I need to eat more."

"I won't go today. I still don't understand the transmission structure that the teacher talked about yesterday. I will go there in advance and ask the teacher later."

The little rascal was about to go out with a book, but Jason stopped him and said, "Don't go yet, or I can bring you one. Do you want a hamburger or a burrito?"

"Give me a burrito, but no sauce, it's too salty." The little rascal pushed the door and walked out. Jason, who was standing behind him, shook his head and said, "What a weirdo, with a weird taste."

Suddenly. He covered his forehead again and said, "Oh my god, transmission structure... What did the teacher emphasize yesterday?"

Finding that it was still early, Jason sat on his bed and said to himself, "Sometimes, I really envy him for being able to find something he likes to do."

He put his hands behind his head, leaned on the pillow and said, "... What do I like? Repairing cars? But I steal tires just to sell them for money. Do I really like to tinker with those mechanical parts?"

Jason shook his head, as if he felt a little confused. Suddenly, he jumped up, moved his body again, and said, "Jason, you don't have such a good life. You can do nothing and just lie down and count money. Let's go."

Soon, Jason came to the cafeteria. Because the class time of the Vocational and Technical College is earlier than that of the main college, most of the people eating in the cafeteria at this time are students from the Technical College.

They all knew the two younger children who had just joined in, and Jason waved and greeted them.

Jason has a good relationship with people. He can get along well anywhere, thanks to his experience of struggling at the bottom of Gotham.

You know. In a place like Gotham, being able to become the leader of a gang of neighborhood kids requires not only intelligence and courage, but also high emotional intelligence.

In a sense, children are more difficult to manage than adults, and they will make more mistakes, so they need to spend more energy. Help them solve some troubles, and at the same time, don't let other children who have not made mistakes feel unfair.

The Curly Tail Gang led by Jason is well-known on the whole street, because their leader is more leadership than others, and can always solve all kinds of troubles that ordinary people can't imagine, and maintain the safety and interests of their gang members.

The little rascal would steal the tires of the Batmobile to practice his skills, but Jason didn't. He just wanted to make money to subsidize the gang, and later helped the little rascal just because of loyalty.

He was not so interested in going to school to learn car repair.

Carrying his food, Jason planned to find a quiet place to eat, and then he saw a familiar figure in the corner of the cafeteria, that was Schiller.

Originally, the teachers' cafeteria and the student cafeteria were separate, but because the main cafeteria would not open so early and the chefs had not yet started work, Schiller had been eating in the student cafeteria these days.

There was no student near Schiller's seat, but the diagonal of his seat was crowded with people. Many people were afraid of the professor, worried that he would dislike them and freeze them with an umbrella.

But Jason's thinking was very unique. He thought it was fun to be frozen, so he was not afraid of Schiller at all. He happily walked over with a plate and asked, "Professor Schiller, can I sit here to eat?"

Schiller looked up at him and said, "Of course, what did you want? A hamburger? Why is there a burrito?"

"Oh, that's for the little rascal," Jason shrugged, put down the plate and said, "He said he didn't understand a transmission structure yesterday, and he wanted to ask the teacher this morning, so he is in the classroom now."

"He He is a good student and is very suitable for this line of work. "Schiller nodded and said, "In the future, he will become an excellent automotive engineer."

"Really? Do you think so too?" Jason sat down, picked up the burger, opened the wrapper, took a bite and asked, "What about me? What do you think I will do in the future?"

Schiller smiled and said, "You have to ask yourself, what do you want to do?"

Jason sighed, and Schiller found it very interesting, because Jason was still a child, but he always liked to act like an adult, looking serious and funny.

"It's because I don't know what I want to do that I want to ask others. The little rascal said that he wanted to invent a car with me, but in fact, I don't have any extra interest in cars. I went to pry the tires of the Batmobile just to sell them at a high price."

"Do you want to make money?" Schiller asked.

Jason shook his head and said, "In fact, I don't need so much money, but there are many children in the Curly Tail Gang who can't go out to work. I have to make as much money as possible to subsidize the gang."

"But it's much better now." Jason said with a smile: "Older children can go to sell newspapers, sell cigarettes or deliver things, and younger children can also go to the day care center. Not only do they not charge money, but they also take care of themselves. A meal, otherwise I won’t be able to leave. Those little gangsters will definitely get into trouble as long as no one is watching.”

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Seeing that he showed a sad look like an adult again, Schiller found it very interesting. He asked: "So, you want to lead the gang?"

Jason hesitated and said, "I don't know what it means to lead a gang. Is it to develop a gang to the strongest level? But, I..."

Jason paused for a while, as if thinking, and then he said: "I don't know if what the gang did is right. Everyone does it, so I can only do it, but I don't like robbing." , and also want to avoid crossfire as much as possible..."

"I don't know if I have the courage to send the children who grew up with me from the Curly Tail Gang to the front line of the war, and let them get hurt and bleed to make money for me."

Schiller looked at him and was a little surprised, not because of this point of view, but because Jason's expressive ability was far beyond what he should have at his current age. He was able to express certain things that should be very ignorant at this age. The question was expressed clearly.

There are many people who feel a certain emotion in their hearts, but they don’t know where this emotion comes from. There are also many people who know where this emotion comes from, but there is no way to express it clearly through words. There are also many people who know where this emotion comes from, but there is no way to express it clearly through language. People have the ability to express this emotion clearly in words, but due to personality reasons, they are shy about speaking out.

In the process of feeling and expressing, you have to overcome many difficulties. Generally speaking, it is necessary to improve your ability in this area through the accumulation of understanding of things and experience, but there are also some people who are born with stronger talents.

They are more sensitive to their own and other people's emotions. At the same time, they can express the emotions they experience with very clear logic. The process of expression is very smooth and will not be hindered. This is actually a quite special abilities.

Schiller cut off a small piece of steak and put it into his mouth, looked at Jason and asked: "In an environment where no one will do good things, are you willing to go against the flow and be the special one?"

"How do you distinguish good things from bad things?" Jason asked again: "I didn't want the kids in my gang to starve, so I stole tires and sold them. I saw it in the newspaper. They said, stealing The things are wrong, but I can’t possibly watch the children of the Capuchin Gang not having enough to eat.”

"They will starve. It's because their parents don't raise them, and their parents don't raise them. It may be because they died in the gangs' fire, or it may be because they are oppressed by the gangs and have no time to take care of them. them."

"So, I went to steal gang members' tires and I was just asking them for payment for raising their children. I didn't think it was a bad thing."

Schiller stared at Jason and said, "What about stealing the tires of the Batmobile? You know that Batman is a vigilante who stops crime."

"That's because he is very rich." Jason said very bluntly: "He lost a tire. This loss may not be enough for him to eat, but if the tire can be sold, The Capuchin Gang won’t have to worry about food for two months.”

"Do you think rich people deserve to be robbed? Or, it is also a crime. Do you think rich people should be forgiven for their crimes?"

"I don't know," Jason replied. "I often wonder, why are rich people rich?"

"I'm very curious, where does the money in the world come from? The newspaper said that money is printed by banks, so why can't banks print more so that everyone can have money?"

"Why are rich people so rich but unwilling to pay more to their employees?"

“They know clearly in their hearts that for them, just displaying a beautiful piece of jewelry or a sculpture may keep poor people and children fed for several months. They are unwilling to spend the money. Because they didn’t see it, or because they didn’t care?”

Schiller looked at him with a smile and said: "If you were a rich man, would you be willing to give your money to the poor?"

"That's why I'm confused." Jason shook his head and said, "When I was a poor man, I hoped that those rich people could do more, but when I imagined that I was a rich man, What I want is to buy a big house that I like, or go to the west for an adventure. Is it really normal for me to think like this?”

Jason took another bite of the burger and said, "The newspapers never talk about this kind of thing, but the books that Little Slicker showed me didn't tell me either. They only talked about how the motor works."

"But. Can making the motor rotate faster really prevent everyone from going hungry?"

"Do you want no one to go hungry?" Schiller asked.

"Of course!" Jason raised his voice and stared at Schiller. "No one in the world would think otherwise, right? Everyone would think that if no one goes hungry, everyone can afford to buy the things they like. , wouldn’t it be great?”

Schiller asked again: "Do you think this is done by stopping bad things or by promoting good things?"

"Can't we do it together?" Jason shrugged and said, "It's all fantasy anyway. I think we can do it together. On the one hand, it will stop criminals from committing crimes again. On the other hand, it will let those who do good things get rewards. In this way They will do more good things.”

"How do you think crime can be stopped?" Schiller asked again.

"I don't know, but I just know that it doesn't seem feasible to put all the criminals who have committed crimes in prison."

Jason pursed his lips and said, "After so many years of arresting criminals in Gotham, there are still criminals. In the past, it could be said that the police did not work well, but since the arrival of the chief named Gordon, the police efficiency is still quite high, but Gotham is still like this.”

After finishing the burger, Jason put his face with one hand and said, "I don't know why, but my intuition tells me that prohibiting bad things and encouraging good things should actually be the same thing, but I don't know what that is." ”

Schiller's eyes became brighter and brighter, but Jason glanced at the clock hanging on the wall and said: "Oh, my God, it's almost time for class, and I have to study the car transmission system again..."

"I'm leaving now, Professor, we'll talk some other time."

"Wait a minute!" Schiller stopped him and said, "I like what you just said very much..."

"What?" Jason asked a little confused.

"You can't make the motor spin faster, but you can't make everyone go hungry, at least not in a short period of time."

"What can be done?" Jason asked subconsciously.

Schiller showed a smile, looked at him and said:

"If you want to know the answer, I suggest you change your major."

"Change major? What major?"

"psychology."