Like carrying a chick, Li Jie grabbed Sam by the back of his collar and dragged him away from the two girls. Ming Di shouted at Li Jie, "Remember to return him later. We are still rehearsing for the cosplay at the New York Comic Con. He is an important character for Voldemort! "
Li Jie waved his hand and said, "Got it. I will return your important prop later." Li Jie could see that for Ming Di, Sam was more important as a prop and tool than a friend of the opposite sex.
Now that "Voldemort" was dragged away by Nightcrawler, "Harry Potter" and "Hermione Granger" could not join forces to defeat Voldemort for the time being.
Therefore, "Harry" and "Hermione" decided to go back to their room and have afternoon tea. The English dessert that Sam had just bought from London was paired with a cup of hazelnut milk tea. This kind of afternoon tea was great.
Well, they could also play the Lego Phantom Ninja movie set, the Kathmandu Demon King's SharkChilli robot. So Ming Di took Laura's hand, said goodbye to Li Jie, and prepared to leave.
Laura kindly said to Sam, "Come over for dessert in a bit. I'll save you some almond tortillas (macarons). "
Ming Di secretly whispered to Laura, "Huh? Are you serious? " Laura nodded gently and replied in a whisper, "Yes, we don't like almond macarons. They are too sweet, and we can't give them to my dad or your dad. They are too high in sugar, and older people need to control the sugar in their diet. "
"Hacker is even worse. He is already fat, and eating too many almond macarons will give him diabetes. Spider-man is not here, and Nightcrawler doesn't like sweets. It was such a waste to throw away the macarons. A small piece of macarons cost a couple of dollars! Let Sam get rid of them. "
Laura said with a serious expression on her face. He did not treat Sam as a waste disposal machine at all. Ming Di also nodded and gave Laura a thumbs up. "You're really a thrifty girl."
The two girls held hands and went back to their room. Only Sam, who was being dragged away by Li Jie, was still giggling foolishly. This kid was so happy that his snot was bubbling.
Sigh, young man. Li Jie really couldn't bear to drive Sam out of his fantasy world. After all, everyone had their chuunibyou period, and it was obvious that Nova was currently in this chuunibyou period filled with fantasies.
This was not good for the physical and mental development of young people!
Li Jie dragged Sam into a single room and closed the door. She pressed him down on the seat and threw a pack of napkins at his face. "Wipe your snot bubbles. Look at you!" she said.
Hearing Li Jie's words, Sam immediately tidied up his appearance. He was not a handsome guy. If he was still sloppy, then he would not have a chance to win the girl's favor. Sam thought to himself.
Li Jie didn't say too much nonsense to Sam, who was always in love with young men. He just stood there and watched Sam tidy himself up. He directly asked, "What do you think of your future, Sam?"
"What? Sorry, sir. What are you talking about? "Sam was a little overwhelmed by Li Jie's sudden question.
Because Nightcrawler's tone was like that of his school principal. This year, Sam was in a period of school advancement. Carefree Town in Arizona, where he was from, was a small place with a population of less than 10,000. It was truly a rural America.
There were elementary schools, middle schools, and high schools in the town. But in Sam's current school, if he continued to go to the local high school, he would definitely not be able to go to college. Unless he could pay the high tuition fees to go to a second-rate or even third-rate university.
So, Sam's current principal talked to all the children in Sam's batch. If they didn't plan to go to college, then they could stay in school until high school. Anyway, it was a public school, so there was no tuition fees. The only thing they had to pay was a small amount of lunch expenses.
If they wanted to go to college, and wanted to go to a better university, then they had to find a way to transfer to a good high school in a nearby big city. This required a sum of money. The local principal was a good person. He said he could help the students contact his connections in the education system. The transfer was most likely possible.
If they didn't miss college or high school, then there was a very good technical school in a nearby city. The tuition fees were much more expensive than a normal high school. But if they could learn a good skill and find a job, it would be much better than a high school student who didn't know anything. If they worked hard, they could at least become a middle-class blue-collar worker.
So, although Sam was only fifteen years old, in fact, his life already had a fork in the road. He could go to a local high school and live carefreely for three years. Then, he could go to a pizza shop and find a low-paid job as a waiter.
Or he could work hard and strive to go to a good university. In order to get a decent and well-paid job after graduating from college.
Or he could go to a technical school for a few years and become a skilled worker with a stable salary.
The three forks in life were placed in front of Sam. In fact, he didn't know what to do. Sam's mother didn't force Sam to choose one. She just told Sam, "You're already fifteen years old. You'll be sixteen in a year. At sixteen, you can already get a driver's license. In a sense, you're almost an adult. You have to make your own choice. What do you like? "
"Going to college is good. It can enrich your mind and make a decent living in the future. Going to a local high school is also good. You'll live a simple life. Life won't be so stressful. Finding a simple job at a gas station can also support a family. If you choose to be a skilled worker, that's great too. At least you won't have to worry so much about unemployment. "
Sam's mother made the problem very clear and straightforward. There were pros and cons to any choice. The key was whether you wanted the pros that much, and whether you could bear the cons of the choices later in life.
"I can't choose your life path for you. I can only tell you that every choice has pros and cons. I can't say that one choice is necessarily right. The final choice is in your hands, "Sam's mother said.
That was why when Li Jie asked Sam what choice he should make, he was a little stunned. It was as if he had suddenly returned to the time when he was asked by his principal about his future choices.
Sam said hesitantly, "I …" He shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Ha!" Li Jie really wanted to punch the boy's head. A boy who didn't even know how to think about his future was now inexplicably addicted to "beauty" and couldn't get out of it.
"I'm not very good at school. My grades are only average. I'm afraid it'll be hard for me to get into a top university. The tuition fee for a technical school is too expensive. With my mother's income, we might not be able to pay for the next few years. The bank might not be willing to give us loans. But I don't want to only be able to do simple work at a gas station or a fast food restaurant. "Sam didn't know how to choose.
"But now it seems that the only way out for me is to spend the next three years in high school and find a simple job. I don't know what to do. "Sam was a little depressed.
Li Jie shook his head helplessly. "Are you going to waste the inheritance that your father left you?"
"Other than this helmet, he didn't leave anything behind. Not a dime! "Sam still didn't sound very good when he talked about his father. Even if the stories that his father told him were true, and he was indeed a superhero, he disappeared now.
And he didn't leave anything useful behind. The burden of the family fell on his mother, and Sam had to go deliver newspapers early in the morning to earn some pocket money. Also, every time he ran errands for Mindy, Mindy would generously leave the extra change (sometimes seven or eight dollars, sometimes more than ten dollars) to Sam. She never asked him for it.
This made Sam's life a little better. Ten dollars was not a small amount of money to him! He could buy a few liters of milk, two cartons of eggs, and some fruits.
Heroic deeds were very motivating, but in the end, heroic deeds couldn't be used to make a living. So even though his father was a hero before, it didn't change the fact that Sam's family was relatively poor. Especially after he disappeared, the family's finances became more and more difficult.
The days of paying bills every month were the most difficult days for the family. Sam wanted to use his ability to get some money back countless times. For him now, it was a piece of cake. But he didn't do it. Maybe it was because of his mother's teachings, or maybe it was because of his father's heroic stories.
Sam would rather go deliver newspapers every morning and do odd jobs to earn some money than use any illegal means to get a large sum of money at once. People always had to have a bit of integrity and moral code of conduct in life.
"My father may have left a lot of help to others, but he didn't help us. We have to worry about the bank bills every month, "Sam said, feeling somewhat indignant.
Li Jie pointed at the Nova Helmet that Sam put aside and said, "But you still chose to wear this helmet, didn't you? You chose to inherit your father's ability. Do you want to be a real hero? "
"I do!" Sam didn't hesitate, but he quickly said, "But I also want to make my family's life better. I have a mother and a sister, and I need to support them. Maybe next year, I won't wear this helmet anymore, and I won't come here anymore. I'll be 16 years old then, and I can find some better-paying jobs. But those jobs might take up all my time. "
Li Jie rubbed his chin and deliberated for a moment before saying, "Alright, Sam. You're a big boy now. I think maybe your father left you more than a helmet. In fact, I have news for you. It's about the Nova Corps. I found them! "
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