[Comprehensive British and American] Superhero Manual

Carl's heart was shaken. He absently read the words according to the speech script, and finally he didn't even know what he was talking about.

After stepping off the stage, Carl subconsciously walked towards Bruce Wayne.However, when he was blocked by the person in front of him, he came back to his senses and stopped.

To be precise, he and Bruce Wayne in his own world are only familiar with him unilaterally.It was a bit too abrupt to go over like this hastily.

Karl knew that most of the people who came here for the banquet today came for his father, Charles.

The Xavier enterprise under the name of Charles has dabbled in many aspects of products, and its commercial partners are countless.

Most people just regard this banquet as a social stage, hoping to meet more partners who can cooperate on it.What's more, you can directly catch the ride of Xavier Enterprise.

Karl knew these things very well.First of all, he didn't mean to be unhappy. On the contrary, he thought it was normal. He himself had participated in other similar banquets, and they were all of the same style.

This is just normal social entertainment.

Carl was thinking in his heart, while leaning against the edge of the stage, absent-mindedly forked a piece of cake with a fork, and didn't put it in his mouth for a long time.

The cake was messed up.

Carl came back to his senses, frowned and threw it into the trash.He kept thinking about the way Bruce looked at him and that smile when he was on the stage.

Carl desperately recalled the intersection of himself and Bruce on the bright side, and found that except for the seaside vacation a few years ago, the two had basically never met each other.

And when the two put on superhero uniforms, there is no chance of meeting each other.

Carl hesitated, not knowing how to talk to Bruce.

The handsome young man was leaning in front of the water table, carelessly flicking the food on the plate. His eyes were lowered, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he had a melancholy temperament, which was touching.

Even though he was in the corner, he seemed to be standing in the center of the stage, shining extremely brightly.Many people secretly put their eyes on Karl, observing him without any trace.

Several socialites who came with their parents stood not far from Karl, talking together in a low voice.

They made a bet, whoever talked to the young man first would be the winner.

Everyone was full of confidence, and the girl in the black dress was the first to step forward. She had a perfect smile on her face, and she believed that no one would reject her.

But before she could speak, she was directly rejected by the other party. Although his tone was very gentle, the meaning in his words was very obvious.

After the girl left in disappointment, her remaining little sisters also experienced similar experiences to her, and she felt a lot more balanced in her heart, so she stopped making fun of herself.

In fact, they are not the first to do so.Karl thought that he was standing in a corner and not many people would notice him, but to his surprise, there was almost an endless stream of people looking for him.

At first, Carl was still in the mood to talk to others, but later, he rejected them all and stopped talking nonsense.

Carl sighed heavily in his heart, feeling a little sad.

He put down the cake in his hand and set his sights on the drinks on the side.

Carl was a little eager to move. He fell in love with a bottle of blue wine. Under the light above his head, the clear and transparent liquid reflected a faint gleam, like the starry sky in the dark night. It was extremely beautiful.

Before reaching out to take it, Carl subconsciously looked around, looking for Charles.

In the past, Karl also wanted to try drinking, but every time he was discovered by Charles. Although the latter's attitude was gentle, his disapproval was clearly written in his eyes.

Karl had no choice but to obediently put down his glass and didn't try again.

Although he is now an adult, he is still far from the legal drinking age. If Charles finds out, he will never be able to drink.

This time, Carl looked around and found that Charles was far away from here, talking with others, and he couldn't notice him anyway.

With a sigh of relief, Carl picked up the wine glass and poured himself a glass of wine.The blue wine was slightly rippling in the glass, colliding with a mellow aroma.

Carl took a light sniff and felt a little drunk.

He glanced around alertly again, ready to drink with great interest, the feeling of secretly doing bad things behind his parents' back was far greater than the matter itself.

At this time, a familiar voice suddenly sounded beside Carl: "If it's your first time drinking, mind if you start from this, it's not so easy to get drunk."

Following the sound came a glass of lavender fruit wine that was pushed in front of him.

Carl turned his head and met a pair of smiling blue eyes.

The person he had always wanted to see appeared in front of his eyes.

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When Alfred handed him the invitation to attend the birthday party of the heir of Xavier's business and asked him for his opinion, Bruce gave him a direct answer of refusal at first.

But in the next second, he overturned his previous answer and told Alfred to go.

He had already recalled who the host of this banquet was.

He had met Dick a few years ago when he was taking him on vacation, and later found out that he founded the Batman Fan Club website and was a huge Batman fan himself.

But this is not the most important thing. Bruce has always paid attention to the dynamics of superheroes, and he has some speculations about Carl's identity.

This time I can just go to prove it.

For this reason, Bruce appeared at Carl's birthday party.

He looked at the young man standing on the stage to give a speech, observing each other calmly.When he suddenly looked at the people on the stage, Bruce gave him a smile with ease.

It seems that he is very sensitive to other people's eyes.Bruce thought inwardly.

After the youth's speech, Bruce noticed that the other party seemed to want to come to him, but finally stopped.

Bruce raised his eyebrows, evaluating Carl a little more in his heart.

With a slight wrong eye, Bruce found that the other party had attracted the attention of many people, but his response to this was still a little green, inexplicably childish and cute.

Bruce casually ended the conversation with the people around him, and walked slowly towards Carl. He prepared a glass of fruit wine and placed it in front of him.

"If it's your first time drinking, mind if you start with this, it's not so easy to get drunk."

He said that with a smile, and met the surprised gaze of the other party looking over.

"Thank you." The young man whispered, and took the fruit wine that Bruce pushed over with some restraint.Holding his glass, he took a sip cautiously.

The wine soaked his lips, which glowed lustrously under the light.

Carl took a sip of the liquid in the glass. It was sweet, and although it tasted like wine, it was more like a fruity drink.

"It's delicious." Carl smiled a little. He pushed the glass of wine he had poured to Bruce, and said bravely, "How about this in exchange, Mr. Wayne?"

Although he didn't know how it tasted, but it looked so beautiful, so the taste shouldn't be too bad.

"Of course, this is one of my favorite wines." Bruce took the glass, raised it to Carl, and said with a smile, "You can call me Bruce."

Carl also smiled: "Okay, Bruce. You can also call me Carl."

They touched their glasses lightly, and each drank the liquid in the glasses.

The two chatted like this. Most of the time, Bruce guided the direction of the conversation without a trace. However, Carl's answer was impeccable, and he couldn't get any clues at all.

In fact, when Bruce first came here, Carl’s heart was already overwhelmed by surprises. It was hard for him to calm down. Every answer to Bruce’s questions was quickly thought through with his super brain and revised a lot. all over.

Carl didn't find any secrets in the conversation with Bruce, he was simply happy to chat with his idol.

Before he knew it, Carl drank the whole bottle of wine. He didn't feel it himself, but Bruce on the opposite side could see it clearly. There was already a blush on the young man's face, and his blue eyes were bright. amazing.

Bruce glanced at the label on the bottle and determined that it was a fruit wine with the lowest alcohol content, with almost no alcohol in it.

Can this also be drunk?

Bruce secretly suspected that his temptation had been discovered, and the other party avoided him by pretending to be drunk.

"Carl, do you want to go outside for a walk?" Bruce asked with a smile, his brows furrowed slightly, and he explained, "It's a bit boring here."

"Okay." Carl answered quickly, his voice rising, and a little fluttering, and there was a big smile on his face when he spoke.At this moment, no matter what Bruce asked now, he would answer like this.

Carl followed Bruce, walking all the way to the balcony.He felt that now, his whole body was light and light, as if floating in the clouds, and everything around him was in a trance, only the person in front of him was extremely real.

After walking to the balcony, Bruce closed the sliding door behind him, and the complicated and noisy voices were abandoned behind him, and the surrounding was silent.

The cool night breeze blew Karl, clearing his mind for a moment.The super brain works.

Hey, why is he standing here with Bruce?

As soon as this doubt appeared, the answer popped out of my mind.

Carl really wanted to cover his face deep in his heart, wishing that he could stay drunk for a longer period of time instead of being sober when the wind blows him like this.

As a Kryptonian, his physique is far stronger than that of people on Earth, and he can't last long even in a state of drunkenness.

Bruce had no way of knowing what Carl was thinking. He only felt that the other party had been stiff since he arrived on the balcony, as if the whole person was very uncomfortable.

Bruce remained calm and casually chatted about some other topics.

He is already 80.00% sure that Carl is the most popular superhero in recent years, Nightwing.

In order to further confirm this matter, Brewster got closer to Karl to confirm the other party's physical data.

Two equally handsome people leaned against the railing and talked, and the gentle night breeze brought the fragrance of flowers and plants outside, which made people sigh, what a beautiful picture.

Carl smelled the intoxicating fragrance of flowers in the wind, and felt that his emotions were blowing away with the wind, leaving only a touch of tranquility.

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