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Harry Osborne's money arrived quickly. This time, Peter was unwilling to accept the money even if he said nothing. Juss had nothing to do with him, so he simply used the money to hold a class reunion, and he could also borrow it This is an opportunity to celebrate that Professor Charles is finally able to walk.

Having learned the lesson from last time, Qiu Si found a rather luxurious hotel this time and booked a presidential suite for a party. He didn't believe that something could happen to him this time!

Professor Charles smiled and watched the crowd busy before and after. He teasingly said to Scott who had been secretly looking at Qiu Si: "Scott, is your kidney failure healed?"

Scott looked at Professor Charles faintly, how many times has this joke been repeated, can it be better!

Professor Charles suppressed his smile, lowered his head and flipped through the documents, "Scott, I don't need your help here, I think there seems to be a shortage of manpower in Juss' place, you can go over and help."

"Ah, okay." Scott was still peeking at Juss, not listening to what Professor Charles said clearly.

A hidden smile appeared on the corner of Professor Charles's mouth. He drank the red tea slowly and said, "Why don't you forget it."

"Oh, oh," Scott replied.

Professor Charles covered his smile with a cup, and counted silently in his heart: "1,2, 3, [-]!"

Scott, who came back to his senses suddenly, looked at Professor Charles with accusing eyes. Since the professor's leg recovered, he has really become more and more black-bellied. If this continues, he will be played to death by the professor sooner or later.

"Okay, let's go, Scott." Professor Charles said with a light smile after watching enough of the good show.

Scott's eyes lit up instantly, and he said politely, "Professor, why don't I stay and help you." But his eyes had already looked outside the door.

"Oh, that..." Professor Charles just wanted to tease Scott again.

Scott, who had learned his lesson, immediately changed the subject, "But I think Juss needs me more, so I'll go first, Professor."

Scott ran away in a flash, for fear that Professor Charles would speak again.

"Eric, I don't know when you learned to eavesdrop on others." Professor Charles put down his teacup, picked up a pen, and quickly wrote on the white paper.

Eric walked in front of him silently, he looked at Charles' legs, his eyes were dim, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a long time, Eric said in a hoarse voice, "Is your leg okay?"

He knew that this was already a fact, but he was still worried that it was just his own fantasy, and he could only rest assured if he got an affirmative answer from Charles.

Professor Charles sighed inwardly, put aside his writing, and said, "Yes, in the words of Joss, 'walk like flying'".

"Really?" Eric got the answer at this moment, and after being ecstatic in his heart, he didn't know what to say next, so he said dryly: "Although he is a little skinny, he is still a good student."

After he said this, he regretted it, pursed his lips slightly, and stopped talking.

Professor Charles shook his head with a smile, "Eric, I would like to invite you to the party tonight as my good friend."

There was joy in Eric's eyes, he folded his slender legs, and put his knuckle fingers on his straight pants, "Since you said so, then it's fine. I'll probably have time."

Professor Charles stood up and poured two glasses of red wine. He watched the red wine flow down the side of the glass. Suddenly, there was a feeling of returning to the past. Looking back, he seemed to see that summer afternoon again, with the sun shining through the curtains The cracks in the room shone into the room, Eric leaned lazily on the sofa, his hands were open, and he looked lazily, like a resting cheetah.

Charles came back to his senses and handed Eric a glass of red wine, "Cheer for Mrs. Wesley!"

The crisp sound of the goblets hitting each other was clear, and for a moment, the barrier that once stood between Charles and Eric seemed to be a little thinner.

"Mr. Peter, the balloon you want." Kurt quickly appeared in front of Peter Parker, with a happy and comfortable smile on his face. Kurt can teleport, and his ability is in organizing this time. It can be said to be a great help at the party.

Peter smiled and thanked Kurt. He used spider silk to sprint these balloons together, and he could easily hang the balloons on the wall with the help of spider silk.

With his hands behind his back, Juss looked at the banner he wrote with satisfaction - "One small step for Charles, one giant leap for Magneto". This banner was so perfect that even he couldn't believe it. Sure enough, I was actually a genius!Juce thought narcissistically.

"Wow", a gust of wind blew past gently, blowing the ball of paper in the pouch on the right side of the backpack that Qius was carrying to the ground.

The ball of paper rolled forward on the ground and rolled in front of Scott.

Qiu Si hasn't noticed that his things have been dropped, and he rubbed his chin to appreciate his banner. With this ability, this ability can kill Harvard and Cambridge in seconds, and beat Oxford and Massachusetts.

Scott picked up the paper and opened it. It was an American history test paper, the master—Jose, the score—F.

American history can get an F, Scott had a helpless and funny expression on his face, and he was going to roll the paper back.

Juss turned his head, his breath stopped for a moment, and a roar seemed to come out of his throat: "Scott, put down my test paper!"

He ran towards Scott, but didn't see the colored strip bottle on the ground in front of him, slipped under his feet, and went straight to Scott.

"Bang" sound.

Joss pressed Scott, and his two hands held Scott's right hand. Scott was pressed under him and had to stretch out a hand to prop up Joss' shoulder so that he could stand up.

"Huh..." Qiu Si breathed a long sigh of relief with the test paper in his hand.

His eyes were wide open, and he looked angry, but in Scott's view, he looked like a proud Persian cat acting like a spoiled child to its owner.

"Why are you taking my test paper?" Juss glanced around. Others didn't seem to notice. He breathed a sigh of relief, gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, and asked next to Scott's ear.

The warm breath sprayed on Scott's ears, and Scott felt a heat flow from the depths of his heart, his ears were so hot that they almost melted, he let out a "uh", and didn't know what to say.

Jean silently covered Kurt's eyes, pulled Bobby and Mr. Peter away.

"This..." Scott raised his head, and his eyes inadvertently aimed at a small piece of skin on Qiu Si's chest. He was wearing a hip-hop style short-sleeved shirt with a slightly wider neckline today. The landscape was in Scott's eyes.

The nerves in Scott's brain seemed to be broken instantly. He looked at the skin stupidly, and his face became more and more red.

Juss hadn't realized that he had been eaten with tofu, but when he saw Scott's stupid look, he pouted and was about to stand up.

"Ah! You're bleeding!" Juss looked at Scott's nosebleed in surprise, he quickly supported Scott against himself, and shouted to Kurt: "Go to the professor, Scott has lost his fire Bewitched!"

"Pfft!" Qin almost died of laughter, the brain circuits of Juss and Scott are not on the same channel at all, watching the interaction between these two people is simply funny and cute.

"I, I'm not." Scott said weakly, what a madness, this is not the same world view at all, okay!

Concern appeared on Kurt's face, he hooked Scott's waist, connected with Qiu Si, and the three of them teleported to the office together.

As soon as he landed, he said anxiously, "Professor, Scott is sick!"

The two people in the office turned to look at the three of them at the same time.

Qiu Si's body froze, he waved his hand awkwardly, and said, "Hello, Mrs. Mistress, no, Mr. Eric."

Last time they let Professor Charles off because of his face, but this time it may not be the case. They disturbed the tryst between the teacher and his wife, and felt that he was about to run out of shoes.