The boy who spoke liked to play with cars. Whenever he drove a Mustang, he would brag about the cost and trouble of modifying it to show that he had a way.
That was also why he was more popular with girls.
But strictly speaking, he was also one of those technical nerds that Brook talked about.
Brook's words just now had slapped his "professional" face and style in front of so many students.
If he didn't clear things up on the spot, he wouldn't be able to pick up girls as a nerd in the future.
The semi-technical nerd didn't stop there. It was hard for girls to like people who didn't show off on campus.
He continued to criticize Brook. "Do you think you're rich just because you bought some perfume, bags, and CDs from the British gang? Do you think you can show off just because you're rich? You're a brainless b * tch! Do you know that the boys in the back love to have their cars modified? If they see this Jeep, they'll hug Luke's leg and call him daddy, understand? No, you don't understand. You idiot, all you can think about is Simon Dick. You don't have anything else in your head except for biting! "
After a brief silence, many people roared with laughter.
There were a lot of people on the cheerleading team who didn't get along with Brook, and most of the boys had nothing to do with them.
It was just that Brook had a lot of connections among the school's athletes, and they generally didn't want to mess with her.
Now that they weren't the ones arguing with her, nobody wanted to hold it in when she made a fool of herself. So, they all laughed.
Many girls who held grudges against Brook were especially delighted. You've become an idiot, haven't you?
Part of it was because of this technical boy's reputation at school. Everybody knew that he knew how to modify cars.
On the other hand, everybody had seen Luke's car before. It was pure black and had a unique style. The interior was very sci-fi, and it was obvious that it wasn't cheap.
Most importantly, look at his face.
Based on Luke's face, his sunny and confident smile, and the fact that the car implied that he was "rich," everybody would think that Brook was the one with the bad taste.
Normally, boys would hate people like Luke who were too competitive, but Brook had just categorized people who liked cars as nerds, and there weren't many people here who didn't like cars.
For a moment, nobody wanted to speak up for her.
While Brook was being slapped in the face by a tech geek, Luke took his "cousin" and Nikki to lunch.
Lunch was at a rather unique Mexican restaurant. The price was not very high, but the environment and the dishes were unique.
At noon, there were very few people eating together. Everyone was young, so there was no rule of not talking during meals. They ate and chatted happily.
Mindy's mood improved a lot.
She had almost been tricked by Brook and the others. It was a huge blow to her, who had just entered the school.
But Luke's appointment as her new "cousin" and her new friends, Nikki and Monica, made her happier.
From their conversation, Luke and Mindy learned that Nikki and Monica were actually fighting enthusiasts.
The Women's Self-Defense Club was something they had set up along the way. Most of the girls who joined the club only learned some basic safety knowledge. They were not even encouraged to take risks.
In Monica's words, the best self-defense skills for an ordinary girl were a taser and pepper spray.
Grasping the right time to use these two items was far more effective than learning any self-defense skills.
Including Nikki and Monica, there were only five or six core members of the Women's Self-Defense Club, and they were the true fighting enthusiasts.
Nikki and Monica were straightforward and straightforward. Coupled with their common interest in fighting, Mindy felt that this was the right group for her.
She couldn't be alone.
On American campuses, people who were alone were generally regarded as freaks and nerds, and it was easy for them to fall into a predicament where no one would help them when they were bullied.
Mindy wasn't afraid of anyone fighting her, but she didn't have the experience of dealing with verbal and physical attacks, and it was easy for her to become autistic. Of course, she wouldn't now.
While they were chatting happily, Mindy suddenly tricked Luke.
She inadvertently mentioned that he was very good at fighting, and that professional players were nothing to him.
Fine, the child had been brought up by Nikki and the others, and her words were a little carried away.
Even if it was the truth, Luke was still a little embarrassed.
That was because Nikki and Monica immediately looked at him.
It was no longer the simple affection they had for each other in the past, but also the joy of meeting a "bosom friend."
Monica seemed to have sensed what he might say, and immediately spoke first. She suggested that they should spar together and treat it as a small activity for Mindy to join the club.
He had only asked for their help today, and Luke couldn't throw them away after using them. He could only agree with a smile.
As for the so-called spar between the two girls, he could only cooperate a little and give them an hour of teaching.
After paying the bill and leaving, Luke called Damon to report his itinerary, and then the four of them drove to the address Nikki had given them.
In the end, when he arrived at the address on the Upper West Side, he realized that it wasn't a gym or a combat training ground, but Nikki's home.
Her family wasn't bad, but it wasn't rich either.
However, her parents were good to her, and she had her own gym.
He was even more certain of that when he saw the equipment in the gym.
He couldn't help but joke. "Should I call you miss in the future, Nikki?"
After having lunch together and taking on the task of taking care of her "cousin," Nikki wasn't so nervous anymore.
Hearing that, she rolled her eyes at him. "I should be the one calling you young master, right? If you can even make Kitt, don't pretend to be low-key. It's too fake. "
Luke shrugged. "I usually drive an SUV. I'm just afraid that Mindy will be mocked for being old-fashioned!"
"Huh?" Mindy looked at him blankly. It seems that Brook is secretly mocking me for being old-fashioned!
She then realized what was going on.
She had seen Luke a few times. He was either driving an SUV or a very ordinary family car.
He had really driven this Kitt today to give her face.
In a society of money, even high school students knew the value of money.
But Luke's choice was very meticulous. He didn't just get a car that looked expensive from the brand, but a modified car.
The Pontiac III itself wasn't that expensive; it was the modifications that were expensive.
But exactly how much the modifications cost was a very personal question. Everybody could only guess.
Moreover, this car was the prototype for Kitt in the popular TV series Thunderbolt Ranger from more than ten years ago, and it was also a commemorative model. It wasn't just a show of wealth, but a show of style and style.
It was easier for students to approve of such things, and they wouldn't hate the rich.
Just as the tech nerd had said, Brook's little tricks to show off her wealth couldn't compare to Luke's invisible and serial bragging at all.
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