Everyday life at Midtown High School

That day, because of what Tony had done, Dr. Banner couldn't bear the pressure of being "targeted and bombed by Veronica for a long time" and continued to help Pooh hide it.

As a result, the behavior of a certain boy in recent times, as well as the crude inventions he researched, will finally be exposed to everyone.

"An airbag you can take with you."

Pooh introduced his thoughts with a little embarrassment.

Through his long eyelashes, he sneaked a glance at his father, feeling a little nervous and expecting to be recognized: "Well... an auxiliary protection device, my idea is actually very simple. The inspiration comes from the airbag on the car. When it is hit, the airbag will inflate and open, so as to protect people's life. I want to make it a civilian type that can be carried around, install simple sensing equipment, in daily life, It can prevent falling objects from high altitudes, or accidentally being hit by a car while walking on the road, or even being attacked... It may be a bit difficult for bulletproof, but if it is just sticks and bricks, the effect should be achieved."

During his narration, Black Widow and Hawkeye listened with interest; Dr. Banner smiled encouragingly at Pooh; Steve took out his notebook seriously;

Only Tony remained expressionless the whole time, looking quite serious.

Then, Pooh started to do a simulation experiment.

He held a cheap plastic mannequin of the kind used for clothes display in shopping malls and put it on the ground, and grabbed another plastic mannequin tied with a green bed sheet and pretended to fly in the sky.

Tony, who had such a crude simulation experiment, almost rolled his eyes.

But Pooh was very happy. While gesticulating, pretending that the plastic model was flying, he also introduced: "Okay, let's assume that one day the evil god Loki will attack the earth again..."

"Wait, what does this have to do with Loki?"

Steve couldn't help asking in surprise.

"I'm just simulating a situation, alien attack feels cooler..."

Pooh blinked.

Natasha couldn't help laughing: "Relax, team...Steve, we are not on the battlefield, so we don't have to be so strict."

"Sorry." Steve immediately realized that the person standing in front of him was an underage amateur inventor, not a professional scholar from the military or the research institute.

"fine."

Pooh waved his hand in a good-tempered manner, and continued to explain: "One day, Loki came to attack the earth again..."

Black Widow couldn't help but tilt her head again, and whispered to Hawkeye: "Tell me, did he notice that the humanoid plastic model he used to pretend to be Loki was naked and naked except for a bed sheet? "

Hawkeye, who had a cold expression, burst out laughing, and hurriedly held back when everyone was not paying attention.

Pooh didn't notice their small movements.

Now, his attention is all on his simulation experiment: "Locky flew in the air, saying that he wanted to destroy the earth, he waved his staff, and the building collapsed..."

Hawkeye tried his best to hold back his laughter, and said in a low voice, "I think Loki might not have this ability."

"I think so too." Black Widow nodded approvingly.

"When the building fell...Peter was passing downstairs..."

Pooh pointed to another standing humanoid plastic model who was the first to be carried over and introduced.

"Peter?" Tony couldn't help repeating.

"Suppose, suppose!" said Pooh, pursing his lips childishly.

He is still very angry when he thinks of Peter who broke his promise and released everyone's pigeons.

"The building collapsed. Under normal circumstances, Peter would be smashed into a small cake."

Pooh kept a straight face, acting serious.

Tony didn't comment this time.

However, he muttered to himself in a voice that only he could hear, "If it was the Peter we all know, the probability of him being smashed into small pancakes is probably not high." '

Pooh continued: "But, if there were carry-on airbags..."

All the building blocks next to it, which were used as tall buildings, fell down with a crackling sound, and an airbag quickly inflated, protecting that 'Peter' in the middle.

"Look, people are safe and sound."

Pooh turned around with bright eyes, and looked at everyone expectantly: "That's it, it's very simple, and it's very useful, right?"

When he said that, he kept wringing his fingers, his expression was a little disturbed, but he looked very happy.

So, Dr. Banner immediately took the lead in applauding, and loudly encouraged: "Very well, Pooh."

The black widow also blinked, and said with a smile, "Not bad, little inventor."

Hawkeye thought for a while, then nodded: "It looks okay."

Steve even stood up, patted Pooh on the shoulder and said, "I'm proud of you."

Pooh smiled contentedly.

Finally, he turned his eyes to Tony, happily waiting for his father's compliment.

"..."

But Tony met his gaze, and really couldn't say a word of praise.

He held back for a long time, pointing to the model: "Are you sure the inspiration is from a car's airbag, and not some kind of...uh, bedding...condom?"

Black Widow and Hawkeye were startled, and looked in the direction he pointed.

Then, the two laughed like crazy.

Dr. Banner couldn't help but subconsciously glanced at the airbag.

Because it wraps the standing person completely, it forms a long strip shape, but their design is still at the top part, with something similar to the sensor installed, so there is a little bulge, It's okay if Tony doesn't mention it, but if he mentions it, it really looks more and more like...

Pooh's entire face darkened.

He asked angrily, "Is that all you have?"

"Uh……"

Tony had a difficult expression, as if he was racking his brains to think, and finally said tactfully: "I already have armor, so I probably won't want to buy it."

His implication is that "there is no desire to buy at all."

Biting his lower lip, Pooh glared at Tony with red eye circles, turned around angrily, picked up his schoolbag and rushed out.

By the time everyone reacted, he had already run away.

"It's all your fault, Tony! You lost your popularity..."

Natasha couldn't help but said angrily: "Although the invention is not very good, but at least you restrain your poisonous tongue, he is your son."

"What? Blame me? Like you didn't smile just now."

Tony muttered angrily: "I'm really being polite enough. The last guy who planned to cheat me out of money with an unreliable invention, I just asked him to go to the top floor to blow the cold wind all night, so that he can completely clear his mind."

"But that's your son, not the one who lied to you."

Dr. Banner said helplessly.

"Yeah, so, I was just joking about the shape, and I didn't criticize his ridiculous and imprecise simulation experiment, the irrationality of material selection, and the various errors caused by the insensitivity of the sensor. There are also countless problems in the structure, hell, how can I say this?!" Tony himself was very wronged.

"You can praise him casually, just coax him, children need encouragement, so what are you doing seriously?"

Even Hawkeye couldn't stand it and said a word.

"Well, that's what high school dropouts think, so, you can't be a scientist."

Tony said sharply.

Hawkeye was so angry that he wanted to draw the bow directly and shoot him dead with an arrow.

I'm so sorry, I dropped out of high school to become an agent, and not long ago I almost sank the Aegis mothership with one arrow, and later, I cooperated with you to save the world!

Toni naturally blocked the anger of his teammates, raised a finger unconsciously, and replied very seriously: "Science needs to be rigorous, and there is no casual statement. It's not that I am serious, or the standard is too high, but that he That thing can't be used at all. If I praise him irresponsibly, it will hurt him. Think about it, he went out with that thing, Loki really came, the building collapsed, and others ran, he thought he It's okay, so don't run, the end result is that he himself was smashed into a small pancake."

"Tony, whatever you say, what you just said is a bit too much."

Steve rubbed his temples, and persuaded him a few words: "Actually, you can be more tactful, after all, it was his first invention, and he only came into contact with this knowledge. Could it be that when you first invented it, it was perfect? How did Howard do it back then? You can't hit you like this, can you?"

"God, how could I have such a stupid son."

Tony exaggerated.

"Hey, Tony, don't go too far!"

Everyone stared at him disapprovingly.

"This is Howard's original words."

Tony stated unceremoniously to everyone's dissatisfied eyes.

"So, don't always talk to me in the tone of an elder, Captain!"

He turned his head bluntly and said directly: "When you don't understand anything, please shut up. Seriously, compared to Howard, my tone is already kind enough. Damn, I am so tactful and polite Now, what else is he dissatisfied with?!"

Euphemistic?polite?

Everyone had nothing to say: 'We really don't understand the euphemism and politeness of your Stark family. '

"Where is the dissatisfaction? I am dissatisfied with everything, almost nothing!"

Pooh patted the table in Harry's study and shouted: "Before the demonstration, I said that it is just a hypothetical experiment, an idea, and I haven't succeeded at all, and several technical problems have not been solved yet! "

"Well, that's right." Harry echoed him, making a posture of listening carefully: "And then?"

"Then?" Pooh complained to Harry angrily: "Then, I was forced to make a simple demonstration! But, I didn't intend to show it to him now at all! He insisted on making trouble, and he was sour. What are you talking about? I only ask the doctor for help, and don’t ask him for help. I just treat the doctor as my father. He has said so, can I still refuse? I can only do it... But the trouble is over, it’s over, and I’m done watching it , He is dissatisfied in all kinds of ways! It’s too much! He even said that my inspiration comes from bedding, hell, won’t his conscience hurt if he says such nasty things about his son’s products? I have Sometimes I really want to poison him!"

Harry laughed half dead.

Ke Pooh stared at him, angrily wanting to kill everyone who made fun of him.

"Honey, there's nothing to be sad about. Maybe I can have more common language with you."

Harry suppressed a smile and comforted Pooh and said, "You know, I've never been very good at research and development, so in this respect, we seem to be a good match."

Pooh immediately squinted at him, and retorted unconvinced: "Who wants to be a good match for you in this respect? I am different from you. I have only been in touch with mechanics and materials for less than a month."

He tried to emphasize and said: "Less than a month, okay? I can't do it now, but it doesn't mean I won't do it in the future."

"It would be great if you could think like that!"

Harry said with a half-smile, "Since you are so confident, you don't need me to comfort you."

Pooh snorted, but said nothing.

Harry stood up with a smile, pulled him in front of him, hugged him tightly, lowered his head and kissed him, and promised with a smile, "Come on, I'll be responsible for selling it for you when you succeed in developing it."

Pooh immediately turned from anger to joy.

He regained his confidence and said fiercely: "Wait, sooner or later, I will promote the product to the whole country. Didn't Tony laugh at it as a large condom? Well, condoms...that is also a necessity of life, you have the ability Don't use him!"

"Tony, do you have time to talk?"

Steve knocked on the door of Tony's laboratory and asked at the door.

"Sorry, about Pilates, I don't have time to do it with you for the time being."

Tony was holding a welding torch, and he didn't know what to do there. After hearing the shout, he raised his hand and took off the safety goggles from his head, turned his head, and made fun of such a sentence without malice.

Steve pushed the door and walked over helplessly and funnyly: "Do you have to talk to me like this?"

"I just... just don't know what to say."

Tony put the safety glasses aside and turned his head, speaking with rare honesty.

"Listen, Tony."

Steve thought for a while and said, "I know, we still have some differences in concept..."

"No, no, it's not a little bit, captain, it's big, it's quite different."

Tony shook his finger unceremoniously, and corrected him: "My views are different from yours by at least 100 years."

"OK, 100 years."

Steve didn't bother to argue: "But some principles are always the same. For example, if we can't communicate with each other sincerely, misunderstandings and conflicts will easily occur."

"But when the ideas are different, communication will only intensify the intensity of the conflict." Tony said with a sigh.

He walked over with the electric welding torch, casually like a worker at a construction site, raised his head slightly, looked at Steve seriously with his big caramel-colored eyes, and said, "Captain, you are a good man."

"Thank you." Steve nodded in gratitude.

"But sometimes, you can communicate things clearly without talking about good people." Tony said helplessly: "There are a lot of good people around me, but recently, I always make them angry. The more I talk, the angrier they will be." …Pooh, Pep, Rhodes, and Happy, they were all irritated by me one by one. So, your theory may not really apply to me. I still have a lot of things to do and be busy. Hundreds of experimental ideas need to be done... As for communication... please give me some intermission time! Now, I really don't want to mess with another good person..."

"But I'm not here to argue with you, you don't have to worry about pissing me off." Steve continued to speak calmly.

But Tony still retorted without seriousness: "No! No! No! I don't believe it! Really, I am very talented in this respect, and I am invincible in the world."

Steve couldn't help but smile: "Since you know yourself so well, don't talk this time and listen to me first."

"I can't help it," Tony said, blinking unconsciously aggrieved.

He raised his head and looked at Steve, his eyes couldn't help but stay on the other's pair of clean and bright blue eyes, matched with that blond hair, even if he was the same gender, he had to admit that the other party was really handsome, sexy and shining To such an extent, especially the unique aura of integrity, it is the icing on the cake that makes him look like some kind of god of justice.

He couldn't help but whispered in his heart: "The US government chose him as Captain America, it really chose the right person. '

Then, he quickly withdrew those a little too presumptuous gazes, regained his senses a little, and replied in a casual tone: "However, since you have said that, let me try to talk as little as possible."

"It doesn't need to be so formal." Steve chuckled again.

In fact, in his opinion, although Tony always has a bad mouth and makes people angry, once he gets his little black humor, he will find that his ability to make people laugh is actually not as good as making people laugh. Angry bad.

Therefore, he said in a very gentle tone: "Actually, I just want to tell you why Pooh chose to invent that thing."

Tony immediately raised his eyes in surprise, and asked in surprise, "What? Could it be that large condom? My God, there is still a reason for that thing?"

"Yes, but you can change to a better metaphor. Don't always call it indiscriminately. For example, call it an airbag or something."

Steve suggested, "It'll probably make Pooh happier."

"Children's temper, don't you tell me that everyone can't see the similarity?"

Tony curled his lips and muttered, "It's useless except to cover your ears and steal your bell."

Steve pretended he didn't hear, and continued, "Actually, before Pooh invented the airbag, he and I...well, the Steve who wasn't Captain America complained about 'superheroes on missions. Some accidental injuries caused during the period' solve the problem."

"It's inevitable. When you can't save the world, you have to worry about everyone! Besides, why should he think about this kind of problem? Is the logistics department of A.H.I.E.L.D. planning to go on strike? What about Nick Fury? Say? Don’t pay everyone wages?”

Tony asked in surprise: "A minor child is actually required to worry about this kind of thing?"

"Don't talk nonsense, the SHIELD logistics department has worked hard. It's just that Pooh is extra careful. And, he told me, you feel very sorry for this." Steve looked into Tony's eyes very seriously, and said comfortingly : "Actually, you don't have to be like this. Casualties caused in wars are always unavoidable. What we can do is to end the battle as soon as possible to minimize the damage."

"You don't need to comfort me extra, he's talking nonsense, I don't have any emotions."

Tony was completely ungrateful and said bluntly.

"But he told me that you've been feeling upset and miserable because of mistakes that 'shouldn't have been yours'..."

"That's his imagination! I don't have that kind of fragile emotion..." Tony denied it.

Steve ignored him and continued, "So, he wants to help you make up for, or rather prevent, 'mistakes.'"

Tony still didn't admit it: "I've said it all, I don't have that emotion."

"He found several bottles of sleeping pills in your bedside table."

Steve stated simply.

"Without a doubt, Pep's."

Tony blamed it very naturally: "Women are always unhappy for a few days."

"Every time a mission ends, the Maria Charitable Foundation receives a donation."

"Please, I'm a philanthropist. These are all normal activities. Do charity and create a positive image."

"In your computer, he also found some people's information that was accidentally injured..."

"My computer? How did he see it? Jarvis! Is it time for you to retire?!"

"Sir, I am younger than you." Jarvis said unhurriedly, "You invented me."

"OK, yes, no need to remind, I remembered." Tony said angrily: "You don't need to retire, because you are fired now!"

All the lights in the laboratory went out in an instant, and the sound of all electrical appliances disappeared.

The whole world is quiet.

"Whatthefuck!! Jarvis, what are you doing!"

"I was fired, Sir."

"...you've been hired again!"

"As you wish, Sir."

The lights in the lab came on again, and the familiar hum of various electrical appliances returned.

Tony looked at Steve expressionlessly, but there was grief and indignation in those big warm brown eyes.

He asked self-deprecatingly: "How about it, is my joke good, captain?"

Steve looks at him angrily and amusedly, noncommittal about it.

He brought the topic back and continued to persuade: "In short, Pooh wants to help you, so you..."

"I said, I'm not that vulnerable!" Tony said stubbornly.

"Anyway, promise me, go and have a good talk with Pooh."

Steve ignored his sophistry and insisted, "Pooh is worried about you."

"Damn it! What is going on in that child's head? Shouldn't the image of a father in the child's eyes be tall, strong, invincible, invincible, and omnipotent?"

Tony finally broke down, waving his arms and yelling: "Why this kid, he always thinks about some messy things. In his eyes, every time I save the world and go back to the bedroom by myself, I will hide vulnerablely under the quilt wiping tears?"

"Pooh is very caring and sensible enough to help you. You should be content. Besides, not all fathers are of the same type..."

Steve suppressed a smile and replied: "I read a book a few days ago...the book said that there are diversity in things."

"Damn sweetness, damn diversity."

Tony angrily threw the welding torch onto the table: "I don't need sympathy and help from minors!"