[Comprehensive British and American] Painting ghosts

Shen Yanzhou who came out of the research room walked back to his room, thought for a while, took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Caliban?"

"It's you again." An angry voice came from the opposite side. "Do you know what time it is?!"

Shen Yanzhou looked at the electronic clock on the wall: "Seven o'clock."

"I just fell asleep when you woke me up!" An angry roar came from the other end of the phone.

As a mutant who doesn't like sunlight, Caliban has always been a night owl, and the best time for his activities is at night, so this guy usually sleeps during the day.

"That's really embarrassing." Shen Yanzhou put the phone a little farther away from his ears. You must know that his hearing has been strengthened, and his eardrums were almost shattered by Caliban's yelling. "Isn't this when I came to New York? I was the first to think of you."

"Do you think of me, Caliban, or do you think of me for intelligence again?" Caliban asked mercilessly.

"Of course..." Shen Yanzhou suddenly felt a pang in his conscience, and swallowed back the "missing you" that he almost blurted out. "I'm going to visit my old friend, and get some information by the way."

"I think the order is reversed," Caliban said viciously. "You're obviously here to get information, so you can visit your old friends by the way."

"Why are you so angry? Don't you welcome me?"

"..." The other side was silent for a while, and then said. "How dare I not welcome you."

Shen Yanzhou smiled helplessly: "If you really don't welcome me, then I won't look for you."

Caliban snorted: "Whatever you want."

"Are you still in the old place?"

"Yeah." After speaking, Caliban hung up the phone.

Shen Yanzhou put down his phone and shook his head helplessly.

"It makes you annoying others all the time, making them annoying." Tian Yanbi gloated.

"Why would Caliban hate me?" Shen Yanzhou laughed. "He's just... a little arrogant."

……

Although Shen Yanzhou didn't come to New York many times, he was quite familiar with the streets of New York.After he walked out of the Avengers Building, he took a bus in Manhattan and crossed the bridge to go to Queens.

He found a seat on the bus and sat down. He was about to close his eyes and rest for a while, when he suddenly found that the passenger sitting next to him was drawing something in a sketchbook.

Shen Yanzhou turned his head to look, and the other party looked like a teenager, probably a high school student, but the things he drew looked like elementary school students' stick figures.

"Oh, hell." The young man drew half of it, probably because he couldn't stand it anymore, so he tore off the painting with annoyed expression.

"Are you drawing yourself?" Shen Yanzhou looked at the paper crumpled up by the young man.

The young man obviously didn't expect the people around him to talk to him suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Shen Yanzhou: "Yes... yes, can you see it?"

You must know that even he himself didn't see what he was painting.Art class assignments are always his biggest headache, and this time it's painting a self-portrait—gosh, that's harder than stopping a bank robbery.

Shen Yanzhou took the messy ball of paper from the young man's hand, patiently opened it, and flattened it on his lap: "Well, although it's hard to see, you've handled some appearance features pretty well."

The young man was a little flattered: "Really? My classmates and teachers said that I was lacking in painting, and I also felt that my painting level was not as good as that of a junior high school student, and my painting looked like nothing."

Shen Yanzhou smiled: "Painting doesn't need 'like'."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to the boy, and the boy subconsciously handed over the pencil in his hand.

Shen Yanzhou took the pencil, lowered his head and drew on a blank space on the discarded paper in his hand: "Homework?"

"Yes." The boy nodded. "I'm about to hand in my homework, but I can't draw anything."

"Are you in freshman year of high school?" Shen Yanzhou asked.

"Actually, I'm a sophomore in high school." The boy said.

Shen Yanzhou looked up at him, and carefully sized his appearance.The boy's face was still immature, but he could no longer see the innocence and ignorance that ordinary teenagers often have, but it was still full of the unique vitality and curiosity of young people.Even though he is not yet an adult, his face is already very handsome, and one can imagine what kind of handsome and charming person he will be in the future.

Shen Yanzhou's eyes fell on the sketchbook in his hand. The sketchbook had been closed by the teenager, and a name was written on the cover——Peter Parker.

Shen Yanzhou withdrew his gaze and continued to draw on the paper: "Then I will take the SAT test next year."

Peter nodded, with a troubled look on his face: "Yes."

Shen Yanzhou heard hesitation from his tone: "Not confident?"

"Ah, no... almost." Peter subconsciously wanted to refute, but he denied his statement. "You know, the competition is fierce."

"As long as your studies are better than your painting level, I don't think there is anything to worry about." Shen Yanzhou smiled, he stopped the pencil in his hand, and handed the crumpled piece of paper and pencil to Peter. "For you."

Peter took the piece of paper and looked down. The palm-sized sketch portrait had been basically completed. Looking at the picture, Peter felt that the face in the picture was almost the same as the face carved out of his own mold, even with With his usual shyness of a young man.

"It's amazing..." He was stunned for a while, and then praised softly.

Shen Yanzhou stood up: "Come on, don't be impatient, take your time."

Peter was still staring at the portrait in a daze, but Shen Yanzhou had already arrived at the stop, so he got off the bus.Only then did Peter realize that he stood up, jumped off the bus, and chased after him: "Sir, wait!"

Shen Yanzhou stopped and looked back at Peter who was chasing him: "What's wrong?"

"Thank you." Peter said seriously.

"..." Shen Yanzhou laughed: "You're welcome, but you didn't get off the bus just to say thank you to me, right?"

"Hmm..." Peter glanced at the bus leaving in the dust, but he didn't feel any distress. After all, if he was really in a hurry, it would be much faster to run back by himself than the bus. "The bus can wait longer, but this thank you must be said."

Shen Yanzhou looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise, and then showed a gentle smile: "I'm just taking the car for nothing, but I think if you can't get a car, I'm afraid you'll be late for class, right?"

"Ah, yes." Peter glanced at his watch. "Then...then I'll take a step first."

Shen Yanzhou nodded.

Peter showed a bright and energetic smile at Shen Yanzhou, and then ran towards the school.

Shen Yanzhou looked at Peter's back, turned around and walked in another direction, his steps became much lighter.

"You're in a good mood." Tian Yan said with the pen tucked into his pocket.

"Do good deeds every day." Shen Yanzhou said happily.

……

Shen Yanzhou walked around the sparsely populated street and walked into an alley.As soon as he turns a secret corner, the dilapidated scene feels like he's on the set of some kind of crime movie.Shen Yanzhou was walking when suddenly a mouse ran past his feet.

"That's why I hate coming here." Shen Yanzhou frowned and walked deep into the alley. "It's just that Caliban likes to hide in this kind of place."

"After all, his ability is very coveted." Tian Yanbi said. "You have to hide yourself."

Shen Yanzhou finally reached the end of the alley, and there was an iron door embedded in the brick wall, which was tightly closed, and there was even a seal on the door.

Shen Yanzhou ignored the seal, and stretched out his hand to push open the door.

Inside the door is also a dilapidated scene. The inside of the wall looks like a small abandoned factory, with a lot of dust accumulated everywhere.The moment Shen Yanzhou stepped in, he felt that he was being watched by at least five pairs of eyes, and at the same time, five guns were aimed at him at the same time.

"My own, I'm looking for Caliban." Shen Yanzhou said straight to the point.

Soon the feeling of being pointed at by a gun disappeared, and soon a man in strange clothes who looked like a gangster walked over and led Shen Yanzhou into another locked door.

Shen Yanzhou followed the little gangster and walked in. After that door, it was like suddenly entering a completely different new world from another world. Everything was different.If the dilapidated outside looks like an abandoned factory, then the inside of the door is like some kind of illegal nightclub. Even though it is still early in the morning, there are still scantily clad girls dancing on the stage. Strangely dressed, even odd-looking people, some lethargic, others drinking heavily.

The appearance of Shen Yanzhou caused many people to cast their eyes on him. He ignored all those eyes, walked directly to the bar of the bar, and said to a woman behind the bar: "Lingdie, long time no see."

Lingdie looked at Shen Yanzhou with her eyes that were always filled with indifference: "Looking for Caliban?"

"En." Shen Yanzhou nodded. "However, if you're not busy, I'd be happy to have a drink of yours."

"You seem to be in a good mood?" Lingdie was not at all moved by the flirting of an astonishingly handsome man, because she still knew the nature of the man in front of her very well.

"It's really not bad." Shen Yanzhou smiled.

At this time, he felt someone walking down the steps beside him, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, and as expected, he saw a big bald head that seemed to be shining in the dim light.

"It seems that even if your albinism is cured, you're still so conspicuously white." Shen Yanzhou looked at Caliban who was walking towards him, and said slightly jokingly.

"It's really bothering you." Caliban said dryly.

"Don't look at Caliban like this, in fact, he still likes you very much." Lingdie said while mixing the wine, with a rare narrow smile on her face.

"Yes, I know." Shen Yanzhou actually nodded seriously.

"..." Caliban looked indifferently at Shen Yanzhou and Lingdie, who were in a panic.

Looking at Shen Yanzhou's face, he couldn't help but think of how he looked when he first met Shen Yanzhou a year ago. The other party almost smashed his shop, and even fought a battle with Lingdie, and Caliban found it incredible What's more, Lingdie couldn't beat him.However, Shen Yanzhou apologized after the trouble, saying that everything was a misunderstanding, and he also helped to cure his albinism, which had been a headache for him.

From then on, for some reason, he became Shen Yanzhou's dedicated intelligence station, working hard and being there whenever he was called.

Although he really wanted to complain about this guy who does whatever he wants and likes to mess around, but when he saw the other party's face with a gentle smile, Caliban felt that he couldn't say anything.

This is probably just too many slots.Caliban looked at Shen Yanzhou who was taking the wine glass from Lingdie, thinking helplessly.