My last name is Stark after I changed my job to become a female musketeer?

The lights were on, and the lively celebration banquet was still going on. The bustling New York City Center below was flashing with colorful neon lights, which seemed to add an element of prosperity and enthusiasm to this special night.

However, amidst this bustling hustle and bustle, two figures stood out.

They are Peter Parker, who is only 14 years old, and Harry Keener, who moved to New York alone a few years ago and lived with Uncle Ben's family.

The two are now seventh grade students at Zhongcheng Middle School, which is what people call the second grade of junior high school.

But now they will appear in the so-called upper class banquet, and they will still look particularly unique.

(PS: Most American school years are five, three, four, that is, five years in elementary school, three years in middle school, and four years in high school.)

At the edge of the banquet, Peter and Harry stood side by side. Their gazes penetrated the crowd and turned to Mr. Stark and others at the other end of the banquet.

Mr. Stark, the genius inventor known to the world as Iron Man, was chatting and laughing with several other Avengers members at the moment, and there was even the legendary Thor Odinson standing next to him.

"Harry, who would win if Mr. Stark faced Thor?"

After being pushed aside by Sister Leni, the two little guys started to have fun on their own.

The current act of secretly comparing the two mentioned above is a kind of fun.

"To be honest, I don't think much of Tony."

Little Harry did not favor Tony because of his friendship with him, but expressed his opinions very objectively like a little adult.

"Thor is the god of Asgard. He has divine power and can even control thunder and lightning. This ability is far beyond the reach of technology. Although Tony is powerful, he is only a human after all."

"You are right, Thor's power is indeed otherworldly. However, Mr. Stark is not a vegetarian, and his high-tech equipment should not be underestimated."

Peter nodded slightly in agreement, but then added.

"But I will still support Mr. Stark, and I will also tell him secretly that you actually chose to support Thor."

Harry rolled his eyes when he heard this, thinking that you are really naive.

But then, Harry showed a sly smile, as if he had thought of some interesting idea.

"Peter, how about we make a bet?"

He leaned close to Peter's ear and whispered mysteriously:

"We'll bet on who can cause a bigger sensation at this banquet, Mr. Stark or Thor.

If you win, I promise you one thing; if I win, you also have to promise me one thing. "

When Peter heard this, he immediately became interested and asked curiously:

"Is anything okay?"

Harry nodded and said seriously:

"Of course, anything we can do, no matter how big or small."

As a result, the two little guys began to secretly observe the movements of Mr. Stark and Thor, trying to find clues from their words and deeds as to who could cause a greater sensation at this banquet.

The lights of the party shone with anticipation in their eyes, like two explorers searching for an unknown treasure.

Peter's eyes were fixed on Mr. Stark, while Harry glanced at Thor from time to time.

Mr. Stark was as elegant as ever, wearing a custom-made suit and his iconic reactor brooch, shining blue on his chest.

Sometimes he chatted and laughed with the Avengers members, and sometimes he raised a glass alone to greet those present.

His smile full of confidence and wisdom was undoubtedly the focus of the banquet.

Thor, the God of Thunder, appears more calm. His long golden hair shines under the light, and his inherent sense of majesty and power is impossible to ignore.

He held a glass of beer in his hand, and occasionally drank with others. He seemed to have a very thorough understanding of things on earth.

"...You still remember that steel armor can increase a person's strength, right? So I dragged a tank directly to the head of General Sheffield, and then threw the tank directly in front of him like this. 'Boom! What are you looking for? this?'"

The person who said this was Roddy, and Peter and the two of them heard it, and they seemed to be telling the story of Roddy driving a war machine to capture a general named Sheffield.

However, it seemed that this story did not attract much attention from Tony and Thor, and the two people's expressions seemed a little disapproving.

"Why don't Tony and the others react at all? I think the story Mr. Rhodes told is quite interesting?"

Peter frowned in confusion, and Roddy, who was at the center of the topic, seemed to have some objections to this.

"I mean, 'Boom! You are...' No, why don't you two react at all? Why do you act like I am playing the piano to a cow? Isn't this funny?"

Harry looked at Peter's expression, which seemed to fully understand Roddy's "grievance", and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly, and shook his head slightly.

"I think that's because the story Mr. Rhodes told may be just commonplace for Tony and Saul, nothing special."

Peter scratched his head thoughtfully after hearing this, and looking at the reactions of the two people at the moment, he felt that what Harry said did make some sense.

"...Um, so you're done? That was really interesting...and fascinating."

To be honest, Thor has indeed made a lot of progress in terms of high emotional intelligence compared to when he first came.

However, the high emotional intelligence Thor showed at this moment was really a bit harsh to Roddy's ears.

Didn't you see that Tony on the side just smiled silently without any extra reaction? As a "good brother", he thought he had given Roddy a lot of face.

Otherwise, according to his past personality, he might have directly sabotaged and made public the fact that Roddy was chased and bombarded by Lani with an anti-tank gun.

Roddy glared at Thor and accepted Thor's "support" helplessly.

But Roddy was not a person who was willing to lose face so easily, so he simply said "whatever the matter is".

"Oh, by the way, why didn't Pepper come?"

Hearing that Roddy actually pointed the finger at him directly, Tony's expression stiffened a little.

Tony couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when mentioning Pepper, because like Thor next to him, he and Pepper had recently had some conflicts because of some things.

Therefore, Pepper, the president of Stark Technology, rarely refused the invitation to this long-awaited celebration banquet.

The person who attended on her behalf was Maria Hill, the beautiful deputy director of SHIELD, who is now also the human resources officer of Stark Technology.

"That's right, where are our heroines? Why didn't Jane come?"

It must be said that as the most capable person in SHIELD who is deeply trusted by Nick Fury, Hill's attainments in observing words and taking advantage of others' misfortunes are obviously not comparable to those of Rhodey and others.

She saw the embarrassment on Tony and Thor's faces at a glance, so she directly added fuel to the fire and pointed the finger at Thor and Jane Foster.

"Ms. Pepper is busy taking care of company affairs and is too busy to spare time..."

Tony's expression was very unnatural.

"Jane is busy with her research. I can't even tell which country she is in. As far as I know, her research in astronomy is outstanding and she is expected to become the most outstanding doctor of astronomy in the contemporary era..."

"Yes, Pepper's ability to manage the company is also outstanding. As the world's largest economic complex, the Stark Technology affairs she needs to deal with now are enough to make her busy..."

"Uh, have you heard of what the Nobel Prize is? Jane seems to be..."

"..."

For a while, the originally lively and relaxed atmosphere of the few people began to become more and more stiff, causing Peter and the others who had been paying attention to them from a distance to be confused.

"What are they talking about now? Why can't I understand it?"

Peter scratched his head, and his young face was full of confusion.

"I don't know either. I heard every word they said, but why does it look different from what I understand when they are put together?"

Harry was also confused. He was also confused and puzzled.

Seeing Tony and Thor parting ways because the topic seemed to be going nowhere, Peter looked at Harry hesitantly.

"Should we continue our bet?"

Judging from the current situation, the two protagonists of the bet seemed to have no intention of making any big moves at the banquet.

Harry pondered for a while, shook his head gently and said:

"Let's wait and see. As far as I know, this banquet will last for a while. Maybe we will have something good to watch later."

Peter nodded and looked around.

Tony and Thor's fun is temporarily over, and Peter plans to find something else to do for fun.

Then, he noticed Mr. Rogers in the field. At this moment, he was playing billiards with a black uncle who looked familiar.

"Harry, let's go over there!"

Sam Wilson, codenamed Falcon, is the man who is now competing with Captain America Rogers in billiard cue skills.

The reason why Peter recognized him was because his existence was mentioned in the news media during the Washington crisis.

But compared to the other two protagonists of the incident, Mr. Rogers and Sister Natasha, Peter's understanding of this black uncle can only be regarded as superficial.

"Huh? There are children here?"

Noticing the sight of the two, Sam, who had just missed a shot, couldn't help but frowned.

He looked at the water cups in Peter and the others' hands, and after carefully distinguishing and confirming that it was just Coke with ice cubes, he was slightly relieved.

Steve, who was about to make a shot on the side, heard the words and looked in the direction indicated by Sam, and then noticed that there were two little boys looking at him curiously.

"Oh, they are the children of Lainie's uncle's family. They were brought here on weekends. The one on the left is Peter Parker, and the one on the right is Harry Keener."

Sam looked at the two little boys with eyes full of curiosity. Although he wondered why the two children had different surnames, he didn't ask much. Instead, he took the initiative to greet them after the two little guys came over.

"Hello, two young gentlemen, do you want to try?"

Sam handed the club to the boy named Peter, and he looked very kind.

But in private, it was because he had little chance of winning this game, so instead of losing it himself, he might as well give the opportunity to a child, so that he would have an excuse if he lost the game.

"Ah? Can I?"

Peter was surprised and happy when he heard this, and his eyes couldn't help but shine with excitement.

He has been passionate about various sports and games since he was a child. This is true for basketball and skateboarding, as well as billiards, a highly technical indoor sport.

It's just that Peter is not the kind of reckless naughty kid, so he didn't take the club at the first time, but took the lead to cast a pleading look at Steve.

Steve on the side smiled when he saw this. The child's sensible appearance was indeed very endearing.

It's no wonder that when Leni, Skye and others mentioned this child, except for some verbal criticisms, most of them were very satisfied compliments.

So Steve nodded and agreed that Peter could participate in this contest.

However, in order not to leave any excuse for Sam to bully the young, Steve turned his attention to another little boy, Harry.

"Your name is Harry, right? I heard Tony mention you."

Facing Uncle Steve's question, Harry seemed a little embarrassed. He nodded and answered softly:

"Yes, my name is Harry Keener and I'm from Rose Hill, Tennessee."

A smile appeared on Steve's face and he handed the club into Harry's hand.

"Steve Rogers, from Brooklyn."

Seeing this, Peter beside him realized belatedly that he had been so excited that he had forgotten the most basic courtesy.

So he quickly took the club from Sam and bowed to Sam and Steve respectively.

"Peter Parker, from Queens, New York."

"Sam Wilson, Washington, D.C."

Sam looked at the two children and nodded secretly.

Although they were young, they were well-behaved and well-educated, which added to his impression of these two children.

"Okay, now that everyone is ready, let's get started."

Sam said, taking the lead to walk to the pool table and put the various pool balls that had been pocketed back on the table.

Steve saw Sam's actions and couldn't help but feel a little funny, but he didn't point out Sam's obvious intention to "defy the debt".

Instead, he walked to the table and taught the two children some basic rules and techniques about billiards.

Peter and Harry listened with great interest, nodding their heads from time to time to show understanding.

Soon, what was originally supposed to be a billiards duel between adults turned into an indirect confrontation between two masters teaching their apprentices and defeating each other on their behalf.

However, what everyone present did not notice was that in a ventilation duct above everyone's heads, there was a spider crawling in from nowhere and quietly sneaking into this bustling banquet hall.