Chapter 2237 Chapter 2237 Chapter 2248 Jincheng Comes Late to Autumn (
"Dear citizen friends, welcome to today's Gotham Day. I am your old friend Frieda Rodaz and I am David Ball."
"Before broadcasting today's news... Yes, we are going to relay the exciting news. Tomorrow night at 7 o'clock sharp, the opening ceremony of the Gotham Music Festival will be held grandly in the Gotham Central Plaza. This time we invite everyone
Well-known musicians from all walks of life, as well as countless music-loving fans, came here, and the heavyweight guests present included..."
"Let us thank the Gotham City Government and Wayne Group for their strong support of this event, and also sincerely thank citizens and friends for their cooperation. At 7 o'clock tomorrow night, Gotham 1st will broadcast the grand event of the music festival to you on time.
Please remember to tune in..."
With a click, the TV was turned off.
Gotham's summer killer took longer than expected. The weather was extremely hot this year, and autumn didn't arrive until October.
But late summer and early autumn are still the best times of the year. The temperature has just cooled down and Gotham has turned into a splendid golden city.
At the desk in the office of Gotham University, Victor withdrew his gaze from the newly yellowed ginkgo tree and picked up a paper placed beside Schiller's desk.
At first he just glanced at it casually, but when he saw the question, he stopped and raised his eyebrows in surprise and said, "What's this about social engineering? Have you finally given up on letting them learn to be psychic?"
"It's psychoanalysis." Schiller, who was grading his homework, said without raising his head: "I'm also a professor at the Academy of Magic. This is much harder than teaching people to channel spirits."
Victor opened his eyes slightly again, looking a little surprised. Schiller put aside a piece of homework he had just corrected, looked at Victor and asked: "Where is Cobot? Is he in the laboratory?"
"No, tomorrow is the opening ceremony. Two hours ago, he was checking security tasks with James at Gotham Scenic Area. What do you want from him?"
"Mrs. Li from the Gotham University Administrative Office thinks we can give the students a few days off and let them go to the music festival to have a good time."
"So you want Cobot to tell her that the current situation is not suitable for giving college students a holiday?"
"Why do you think so?" Schiller's pen tip paused.
"You don't like students taking vacations," Victor said. "You think they have too many vacations, and they never complete their homework properly during vacations."
"This is true, but it doesn't mean that I don't like students taking vacations, because when they return home, I can also relax. This is the only leisure time I can enjoy besides annual leave."
"But if the vacation is too long, you will have to correct more homework." Victor looked down at the table and said: "Every time I see your students' homework, I am extremely lucky. I am making important decisions in life."
I never miss a chance, I want to study humanities and social sciences."
"Then you are smart and lucky." Schiller changed to the next paper and said: "You are not suitable for liberal arts."
Victor sighed helplessly and said, "So do you want to give them a holiday?"
Schiller paused for a moment, then gathered the papers on the table, tapped them on the table, aligned the four sides, and put them on the filing cabinet on the right. He sat back on the chair, held the two ends of the pen with both hands and said.
"You don't realize how serious a topic we are talking about."
"Appreciate further details."
“After the security and weather conditions in Gotham improved, Gotham University’s ranking improved and has overtaken the University of California, San Diego, becoming the 61st place in QS.”
"At the same time, the football team achieved the best results in history, and the cheerleading dance group became more and more famous. The increase in the number of applicants made the Academic Affairs Office decide to expand enrollment. According to the school's headcount statistics a month ago, we had 8,000 undergraduate students and
More than 16,000 master’s and doctoral students.”
Victor's eyes widened in shock, and he said: "It has surpassed Harvard University."
"But it's far inferior to the University of California." Schiller shook his head slightly and said, "It seems that many people think that we can open branches all over the United States like the University of California."
"But don't." Victor shuddered and said, "I can't imagine any school bearing the name of a Gotham University branch. It sounds like it will greatly increase the local crime rate."
"This is why you are not suitable for studying humanities and social sciences."
"So what do you usually say?"
"If Gotham University opens a local branch, they will have many outstanding alumni in law, finance, and journalism at the main campus. At the same time, they will have many talents in philosophy, literature, history, fine arts, and various arts majors.
Talented people dance together, and it also provides many employment directions for investigative science, criminal psychology, and forensic science."
"I'm so glad I didn't study liberal arts."
"We also have vocational and technical colleges with more than 1,000 students, and the students here are younger, usually around 16 years old."
"So what does numbers mean?"
"Now we have close to 20,000 students. If we give them a holiday, obviously there will be no one who will not join in the fun."
"It is not good?"
Schiller turned the pen in his hand and said: "Are you sure? 20,000 teenagers between the ages of 18 and 25 flocked to the same event site in one day. How many explosions do you think we will have to solve in the future?
Incidents of arson, water leakage, streaking, drug abuse and AIDS?”
Victor fell off the stool with a snap. He stood up tremblingly with his hands on the table and said, "I'm going to find Cobot now."
"Don't rush there yet." Schiller stopped him and said, "When you feel scared about this, many people think the same way, except for those ignorant tourists."
Victor opened his mouth slightly. After thinking for a while, he said: "It makes sense. Once the gang leaders know that their naughty children are going to participate in this event with their classmates, they will definitely maintain law and order on their own initiative.
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"That's not what I mean." Schiller shook his head and said, "Even if you don't consider this, the gangs will not let go of the opportunity to make money. They will not cause trouble. I am referring to those more unstable factors."
Victor understood and said, "Those crazy people with abnormal minds?"
"They know the lethality of teenagers better than anyone else." Schiller replied: "This kind of completely unprovoked chaos is also their fatal threat, so if they knew in advance that there were so many teenagers at the scene, they probably would not
go."
"How to be sure?"
"I won't go."
Victor couldn't refute, Schiller put the pen on the table and turned it gently and said: "It must be an unprecedented chaos. According to the herd effect, they will be infected even more crazy, and the boundaries of morality will no longer be the same."
Although it is good academic material, I couldn’t find a good camera position to ensure that I could patiently observe it at the time.”
"You hate chaos."
"More like observing the chaos from afar."
Victor spread his hands and said: "You can't have both, either don't let them go or give them leave, but you always struggle with this kind of issue. It seems that you are here to seek my advice."
of."
"This is my office."
"Although I'm not a great detective, you haven't seriously corrected even one assignment since I came in."
Victor put his arms on the table and looked at Schiller and said, "You feel a little upset."
“Who’s psychic these days?”
"I tend to let them have a holiday." Victor gave his advice straightforwardly, and said: "If you leave them in school, they will find ways to run out, and then you will be their only obstacle.
You're going to be in more trouble than an entire music festival."
"What you don't get is always the best." Victor changed his hand to support his face and said: "The more you don't let them go, the more they think the music festival must be extremely interesting, but you just give them a holiday,
Maybe some people who hate the noise won’t go.”
Schiller nodded and said: "But we still need to confirm with Copot whether there is such reception capacity in the surrounding area during the opening ceremony. Although they do not need long-term accommodation like tourists, if they cannot book a hotel that night, second
The smell of the school will give you a big surprise this morning."
Victor obviously thought of something, and said with an expression of embarrassment: "I saw it when I was studying in New York. On the morning of the second day of Carnival, no homeless man dared to put his hand into the trash can."
"Unless someone pays them extra for the service."
Both of them laughed softly. Schiller looked at Victor and said, "Mrs. Frith is recovering well, right?"
Victor immediately realized what he was referring to, but he was unusually reserved and shy in this regard. He shook his head and said nothing, but Schiller said.
"During the process of being frozen, Mrs. Frith's body did not actually increase in age, and her organ conditions perfectly maintained the state of her youth, so..."
"Now is not the time to talk about this." Victor hurriedly interrupted Schiller and said: "We need to respect medicine, read more test reports, and maintain nanoneurons."
"You should study humanities and social sciences."
Victor mumbled and tried to change the subject, but Schiller sighed softly and said, "If you have a day off this afternoon, then come to my manor for dinner."
"In what name?"
"Celebrating the graduation of my godson, Lex Luthor."
Victor was a little surprised and said: "Lex has graduated from undergraduate? Shouldn't he have graduated a long time ago?"
"He took a break from school for a while to handle the business of the Luther Group." Schiller recalled after a while and said: "You should remember that he disappeared for a while a year ago."
"Wait, I mean, he's your godson?"
"To a certain extent, his father's death is related to me, which makes me bear some responsibility. Of course, there are some reasons, but it is not that important. Now it seems, yes."
"How are his grades?" Victor asked.
Victor continued to look at Schiller, and Schiller sighed helplessly.
This surprised Victor. Schiller no longer even sighed at Bruce's results. What on earth did Lex do?
Lex's residence in Gotham is a hillside manor in a wealthy area, less than two kilometers away from Wayne Manor, halfway up the mountain south of Wayne Manor. Because it was a newly purchased house and there was no time to repair it, it is not Luxury yet.
Se Manor.
But this place was luxurious enough, causing Clark to look sideways frequently. He looked like a country bumpkin who had just arrived in the city, dragging his suitcase and feeling that his eight eyes were not enough.
"So I will live in a place like this for a week?" Clark admired the exquisitely carved fences, the complicated and gorgeous chandeliers that blinded the eyes, and the dozens of patterns that only appeared on some churches in Europe.
The large Gothic windows are incredible.
"You can fly up and watch." Lex reminded.
Clark slapped his forehead. He always forgot that he could fly, so he took off into the air.