Another half month has passed since the summer vacation, and Jay almost stayed at home for half a month. Since the riots in the underground mall, the three members of the family have never mentioned his extraordinary ability, and life is still as usual. His seven-day-a-week schedule is as precise as a pre-set program—getting up, eating, casually looking for an old movie to watch, or looking for a book to read, trying to find a way to kill the day. By this time, the long vacation was far less attractive to him than in the past. He began to think that maybe it was more fun to go to school, even if it was just listening to high school classmates talking about gossip that was completely unrelated to them.
Of course, in his spare time, he also followed the advice of the Reynolds couple, rescued several trapped citizens from the crumbling building in the fire and prevented two robberies, but he always swept the scene like a fierce cyclone. Get it done quickly and leave quickly, and people don't even have a chance to figure out what happened.
Because considering the current situation, he felt that perhaps the world was not ready for a new superman.
However, unexpected accidents do not happen every day, and they do not take up too much time. The game was a good pastime at first, but he soon started to feel bored because they were all so simple. It only takes a day for him to dominate a new online game, and it will not bring What a sense of accomplishment, because it feels like a cheat device.
In addition, Mrs. Reynolds's nagging was another reason he felt that he shouldn't stay at home-she was like an endless repeater. Every time she passed the bedroom or living room and saw that Jay had nothing to do, she couldn't help nagging, thinking that he should find something meaningful to do, as if she would have trouble sleeping or eating otherwise.
"Then maybe you can go to the newspaper with me tomorrow." Mr. Reynolds, who came home from get off work, proposed, "I'm pretty sure I can persuade the editor Perry to arrange a job like a trainee reporter for you. Although for you It's too early to say, but it doesn't hurt to find out what work is like early. And you can see many interesting things in the newspaper."
"The most important thing is not to listen to my mother's nagging." Jay whispered, and hurriedly said "very happy" when Mrs. Reynolds raised the volume and asked him what he said.
"That's fine." Mrs. Reynolds nodded. "Understanding the human world will be good for you in the future."
None of the three had any objections, so the matter was decided. The next morning, Mrs. Reynolds called Jay up early in the morning and pulled out the most formal dress in the closet for him. She said that when you go to work, you should look like work.
The Planet Daily, the largest newspaper in the metropolis, is not an exaggeration to say that it is a landmark of the metropolis. It was a skyscraper with more than a hundred stories, standing out among the many buildings. The sunlight plated one side of it into brilliant gold. A huge golden sphere stood on the top of the tower and was shaped into the shape of a planet. The big characters of "Planet Daily" reflected the dazzling sunlight.
Mr. Reynolds explained to Perry that Perry White, the editor-in-chief who was already familiar with Jay, was very happy to give Jay a temporary work permit and even arranged a desk for him.
Jay got a job proofreading the manuscript in the morning, and he completed it impeccably with amazing efficiency, and the rest of the time was basically nothing. During that time, Jimmy Olsen came to him and talked to him once-it was a silly red-haired boy who was a photographer for the newspaper. When Jay first came to Planet Daily when he was fifteen years old, he talked happily with him, but the topic of the two people was mainly about video games. Today, Jimmy just pulled him excitedly and said that he had grabbed the right to buy a game that has not yet been released, and he was heard by Perry, who seemed to have a smooth ear. After being scolded, he bowed his head and returned to his seat. Go up.
The rest of the time Jay began to browse the information. Under the current situation, the content published in newspapers and news is greatly restricted, but there are many interesting rumors on some private contributions and unofficial forum websites.
For example, the content from the Seaside City Forum: Terrorists attacked the amusement park and caused many casualties. Should we miss the days of Green Lantern?
There is also a submission claiming to be from a Gotham netizen: "I'm not mistaken! It's definitely him, Batman! He fell from the sky when I was blocked by the Viper Gang and repaired all of them fiercely! "Gotham Gazette" Lying, he never left the city at all!"
There was also a statement from a local netizen in Metropolis: "The underground mall is not as reported, and there is no leak at all! I was there, I saw it with my own eyes! A white monster rushed into the crowd with its teeth and claws, like a hungry head. The wolves attack all of us with their paws and teeth! They coerce us to shut our mouths and prevent us from telling anyone, but people should know the truth! The truth is, we no longer have Superman. Next time such a monster runs into the downtown area, Who will stop it?"
There are many similar content. It seems that not everyone agrees with Luther's theory of "We don't need Superman". Many people in Metropolis still miss the days when they never had to worry about falling from a tall building and falling to death. Jay looked a little tired. He turned his attention away from the computer screen, and began to look around aimlessly, his gaze fell inadvertently to the picture on the side of the wall which was framed by a beautiful frame and hung on the wall. The picture was mature. , Capable, wise and brilliant women in the dark eyes, belong to the type that is impressive at a glance.
Her name is Louise Lane, and her photo has been hung on the wall since Jay first stepped into the building of the Daily Planet, because she was once a legend of this newspaper and won many Pulitzer awards. News award. Through the comics, Jay knows that this woman is the soul mate of Superman and a respectable reporter who has struggled for the truth all his life. Unfortunately, he did not meet. According to other people in the Planet Daily, she seems to have resigned and left her post after the Great War six years ago, and now no one knows where she went.
Even women like Louise Lane will have moments when they can't face the future and move on. Perhaps the reality that Superman is gone has brought her too painful blow.
Jay's distraction was brought back to reality by the voice that pierced the Planet Daily Building from Perry. He cast his eyes on the editor's office curiously when Mr. Reynolds entered the office under Perry's yelling.
"What's the matter, boss?"
"It's Grant, she's going to the metropolis." Perry said this with a rather ugly face, as if some scourge is about to come, "We have to send someone to the airport to pick her up."
"Grant? Ms. Grant from Catco Media?" Mr. Reynolds asked a little surprised. "Did she make an appointment in advance to come?"
"No, of course not, because this is the style of this woman, who always does what she wants." When Perry mentioned her, it obviously didn't bring back any pleasant memories. He paused and asked, "Reynolds, are you free to pick her up at the airport? I can arrange a car for you."
"Uh, I..."
"Needless to say, I decided you should go." Perry waved his hand. "You can take Jay and see Ms. Grant. It will definitely be good for his internship."
Mr. Reynolds bitterly, as if being scheduled for the crying errand in the world, he only nodded helplessly: "Yes, boss."
He pushed the door out of the editor's office, came to Jay's desk, tapped his knuckles on his desk, and said, "Come on, boy, we have to pick up a guest."
Jay raised his eyebrows. He had a hunch that this might not be as simple as it sounds.