[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

Joey has the feeling that the story is over before it begins.

Obviously he hadn't done anything yet, but it turned out that the matter had come to an end. Although he was a little confused, it was still a good thing.

"It's just that I don't understand why that person was still spreading rumors yesterday, but he came out and confessed today." Joey said in the three-person chat group.

He thought about it, and finally he could only think that this person might be sick.

In Joey's view, although the cause of the whole incident was disgusting, and the way the school handled it at the beginning made him dissatisfied, he was still a student after all, and the school leaders immediately clarified the rumors Regarding the incident, his apologies to the three of Joey and Professor Moriarty were also expressed between the lines, and he could only let this matter go.

It is also impossible for him to vent his emotions with the props in the mall. In Joey's opinion, if he finds the system once he encounters something that makes him unhappy, maybe he will lose control of himself in the future and even commit illegal things. , So for him, unless it is life-threatening or urgent, he will not go to the system if it is not necessary, and this also allows him to try not to rely on this existence that he does not know the origin of.

But that doesn't mean he can't teach that boy a lesson.

So when the boy had experienced that strange gaze for a while, went to class for a day with a gloomy face, and was about to go back to the dormitory, he found three very familiar people appeared in front of him.

"You—what do you want to—"

Joey squeezed his fists, smiled at him, and then took a step forward and pulled him to the shadow of the dormitory building, letting him experience what it means to not die.

Peter and Eduardo watched from the sidelines.

"Hiss—" Peter gasped. To be honest, the Joey he usually saw was not such a cruel look, but he was surprised, but he didn't sympathize with this boy.

Eduardo was even more indifferent. He watched the 'communication' between Joey and the boy without even moving his brows.

After relieving himself of being inexplicably aggrieved by being treated as cannon fodder, Joey clapped his hands. He bent down and reached out to pinch the boy's chin. When he met the face he had beaten into a pig's head, he didn't smile. coldly.

"It's embarrassing for a good college student to be like you," he said in a deep voice, "Don't think that what you do is safe, if you do something next time, you'd better think about whether you can bear the consequences. "

The school's punishment for the student who spread rumors was a big punishment plus a school probation. In their view, this punishment was enough to appease the three students whose reputations were damaged.

And Professor Moriarty was naturally compensated by the school, but Joey and the others didn't know.

In fact, in the school leadership, some people still think that Joey himself is at fault. If he hadn’t been too close to the professor—the incident of returning the clothes—this farce would not have occurred at all. When Tony served as a sponsor Someone said that when the reporter participated in this meeting.

While talking, he thought he was secretly paying attention to Tony's face, because he didn't find anything unusual, and finally couldn't help but tentatively asked if this kind of student was the target of funding, maybe he needed to observe for a while.

Tony didn't express any opinions throughout the whole process, and some people with different thoughts thought that this guy was really persuaded.

It wasn't until the meeting came to an end, when everyone was ready to pack up their things and leave, that Tony spoke.

"Everyone—"

All eyes fell on this well-known wealthy businessman.

Likewise, Tony's dark brown eyes were fixed on everyone in the meeting, there was no smile on his face, and his voice was deep and powerful.

"About my intended sponsorship—"

He paused, took off the glasses hanging on his breast pocket, and then put them on to cover the cold light in his eyes. He stood up, looked around, and the corners of his lips finally rose.

But it's the kind that smiles on the skin and doesn't smile.

——"I can fund whoever I want, the money is my own, and it's none of your business."

He directly dropped such a sentence, and then turned around and left with his bodyguard under everyone's stunned gaze.

Tony was particularly annoyed by this incident.

He originally wanted to keep his relatives away from bullying on campus. He hoped that when his little nephew recalled his college life in the future, he would only have that relaxed smile on his face, which made him smile even when he looked at it. It was just Tony Unexpectedly, someone would bring trouble and trouble to Joey because of greed.

At the beginning, the rumored incident would be treated like that, but it was because Stark’s industry was so attractive. Everyone knew that if they could get Tony Stark’s favor, the future must be bright and smooth, so some The school leaders who also have relatives studying in college are focusing on this point.

If Tony wasn't Joey's uncle, if he was just an ordinary rich businessman, maybe their idea would come true.

About a week before this incident ended, Joey saw policemen entering and leaving the school on the way to class. He heard afterwards that it seemed that some school leaders were found out for corruption and bribery, because the leadership change did not affect the situation. The students made too much of an impact—it is said that someone more respected and respected accepted the job—so everyone talked about it for a day or two, and then it was quickly forgotten.

Except he once got a call from his uncle.

"Little Joey, I mean, recently... well, have you had any unhappy things recently?" Tony was rarely hesitant.

"Unhappy things?"

At this time, Joey didn't care much about the incident he encountered before. After all, it would be better to play a few more games of basketball all day long, so after thinking about it, he said simply: "No, these few days Had a good day."

"Ah, not bad, isn't it..."

Tony held the phone in one hand, and tapped the sofa surface unconsciously with the other free hand, "I mean, sometimes, if you're stressed, I don't mind if you ask me for comfort."

At this time, Tony was fortunate that his nephew could not see his expression, otherwise he would have noticed the awkward expression on his uncle's face.

He whispered, "You know, we are relatives."

"So I am willing to do many things for you."

"It doesn't matter if you want to talk to me or whatever."

Joey glanced at Eduardo who was writing his thesis. He stood up from his chair, walked to the balcony and said doubtfully, "But I really have nothing to embarrass." The school also said that it will not notify parents or relatives.

"do not have it?"

"No."

"Sure?"

"determine."

"Hmm..." Tony hesitated for a while, but hearing Joey's voice, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him, so he could only rest assured, "If you encounter difficulties and feel that you can't bear it, you must inform you Parents and I, we will always love you."

Joey: "..."

He opened his mouth, his face flushed slightly, although he was a little embarrassed, he said the same: "Me too."

Tony heard his nephew's soft laughter from the phone, with a shyness that belonged to a big boy.

"I love you all too."

After Joey stood on the balcony for a while, making sure that the temperature on his face had dropped, he returned to the house from the balcony. Go wash up and go to bed.

But he really didn't expect to receive something from his uncle the next day——

A lot of expensive and delicious snacks, as well as signed photos of Iron Man and a 1:9 full-body model.

Joey:?

He took these things back to the dormitory, and then looked at them.

When Peter came to their dormitory once and saw the model placed next to the notebook on Joey's desk, he showed an envious expression.

"This is a limited-edition model!" Peter cautiously reached out and touched it, tearing up when his fingertips touched the model, "Wow, not only can I not buy it, I can't afford it!"

Joey was eating apples on the sidelines, watching this little fan boy being sad and addicted to the performance of the model, and even the number one Iron Man fan turned his head three times before leaving.

At this time, they all thought that the rumor incident was over, and they didn't pay attention to the boy's aftermath. For them, a fulfilling campus life was always more interesting than these jealous and twisted thoughts.

In the middle of the night, footsteps gradually approached from the stairwell, and a figure appeared in a certain basement.

He was wearing state university clothes, had short brown curly hair, and freckles on both sides of his nose. With his round face and slightly chubby figure, he looked like an ordinary student with a good temper.

If you didn't see the madness in his eyes.

He fumbled on the wall with his hands, and only heard the sound of the switch being turned on, the basement became brighter, but everything he saw could make people who came to this basement feel chills——

All the walls are covered with photos. In the photo is an Asian boy with black hair and black eyes. There are photos of him jogging on the playground with his friends in the morning, and there are also photos of him playing ball with club members. Taking notes or looking at the podium intently, not to mention the photos of daily life.

The man walked up to the wall and stroked the photos with an intoxicated expression. His eyes were focused on the boys in the photos, as if he was looking at his lover. However, his expression was distorted, not at all like It is the kind of secret love emotion of a normal person.

More like the morbid kind.

His hand touching the photo was trembling, and finally, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he kissed a photo with a strange piety.

The boy in that photo is wearing a well-fitting dress, holding a plate of snacks in his hand, his eyes are curved, and his lips are slightly parted, as if he is talking to someone, but the person who is talking to him is not shown in the photo .

"You are my angel, nothing in the world should tarnish your white wings..."

There was a nervous murmur in the basement, repeated over and over.

the next day.

During the morning jog, Peter came over, lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Joe, I discovered an interesting place recently."

"what?"

"A bar."

"We haven't reached the legal drinking age, Peter." After hearing the location he mentioned, Joey replied casually.

"No, no, this is fine, I swear I've seen people who look about my age go in!" Peter chuckled and put his hand around Joey's neck.

Joey, who was almost thrown back by Peter, could only stop. He turned his head and rolled his eyes at Peter, "So?"

"So I thought I should share this place with you." Peter said sincerely.

Joey: ...

He looked at his little friend suspiciously, and Peter blinked in an effort to show his sincerity.

"Are you sure it's not because you want to cover up with an accomplice?"

"How can you think that of me!" Peter complained, and he said seriously, "I really think I should share it with you, don't you think it's boring to drink those drinks all day long?"

"..." Joey was a little shaken.

After all, there is no such thing as saying that people under the age of 21 cannot drink alcohol. Except for those who really don’t like alcohol or are allergic to alcohol, the boys have at least drank beer.

"Are you sure they won't ban it?"

"At least 80.00% probability."

Joey thought for a while, and finally nodded in agreement, "Well, I really want to taste it, but let's say first, we can't get drunk."

"Of course," Peter laughed immediately after he got his accomplice, "I'm not that stupid."

On the other side, a prop mailbox that Joey forgot had used its ability to accurately deliver the letter to a certain green-eyed boy.

But the boy seemed to be sleeping, he didn't notice that a paper crane wobbled into his sleeping room, and landed lightly on his quilt.

There were still bruises on his face, as if he was too tired and slept soundly.

The door to the sleeping room was quietly opened from the outside, without waking up the sleeping boy.

One foot stepped in quietly, followed by another, and a figure poked out from behind the door, but it was a boy with blond hair and blue eyes. in bed.

The boy was a little worried about his brother.

In the previous training, his younger brother seemed a little unhappy because he didn't perform perfectly. From the boy's point of view, he felt that his younger brother had worked hard, although both of them wanted to be a great king like their father , but he felt that this did not affect the relationship between him and his younger brother.

So he wanted to comfort his younger brother.

The boy came in on tiptoe, apparently it was no big deal, but he made it look like a thief.

He finally came to his brother's bedside, and naturally saw his brother sleeping.

This made the boy breathe a sigh of relief. To be honest, he has never been good at saying those delicate comforting words. You must know that before he came, he asked his mother to extract a large section of comforting words and memorize them, but he doubted what he said. When you come out, your tone will be dry.

After watching for a while, the boy also felt a little sleepy. He rubbed his eyes, and when he was about to climb into his younger brother's bed to sleep with him, he found the paper crane on the quilt.

He took it curiously and took it apart.

The top one didn't have much content, the boy quickly read it, and was dizzy by the title on it, so he put it aside and looked at the second page.

The paper on the second page showed signs of being crumpled and smoothed. Apart from unfamiliar notes, the boy saw something written by his brother on it, but the boy didn't understand it either.

He scratched his head, and originally planned to put this one aside, but accidentally glanced at the lower right corner——

Sol is an idiot!

boy:? ?

He felt a little wronged, did he do something recently that made Loki dissatisfied?Why suddenly call him an idiot?

The black-haired boy on the bed fluttered his eyelashes, and slowly opened his eyes, just in time to witness his brother holding the familiar piece of paper.

His eyes narrowed.

Very well, he said why the piece of paper suddenly disappeared, and it was indeed the idiot Saul who took it away!