[Comprehensive British and American] Life winners are fake

In mid-November, the weather in country M is getting colder and colder.

It didn't feel too big when there was an air conditioner indoors, but when Joey got up in the morning and opened the balcony door, the cold wind came in along his bare neck, and his body was shivering from the cold , became sober in an instant.

But the scenery outside attracted Joey's attention even more. He stared wide-eyed, staring at the snowflakes falling outside the balcony, then walked to the balcony without thinking, and stretched out his hand.

Snowflakes fell leisurely on his palm with the cold wind, and soon melted into transparent water after touching the temperature of his palm. The original ground has been covered with white snowflakes.

Just looking at it, there is an idea of ​​wanting to jump on it.

Joey took a deep breath, and felt that the whole person became excited. If he was not a little rational, he would probably jump directly from the balcony. Joey will basically not get hurt if he goes down.

After the excitement cooled down, he finally heard footsteps behind him. Before he turned his head, he felt a weight on his back. When he raised his hand to touch it, he found it was a coat, followed by Eduardo's faint voice.

"Be careful of catching a cold," he said.

Joey grinned. It was only at this time that he felt the cold. He put on his coat and said, "It's snowing!"

Eduardo glanced at the heavy snow falling outside, and nodded.

Joey emphasized again: "It's snowing!"

Eduardo looked at him sideways, and found that Joey's eyes were shining brightly, which made him look at the snowy sky again, and snorted softly from his nose, "Huh?"

This kind of weather has been seen many times in the long life of a vampire. It is really nothing unusual. What's more, even an ordinary M countryman should get used to it unless he was born a few years ago.

So the golden-eyed vampire didn't quite understand what Joey was excited about.

After putting on his coat, Joey rubbed his fists and said again enthusiastically, "It's snowing!"

No one can understand the excitement of a southerner when he sees heavy snow. Although the provincial capital where Joey originally lived still had one or two snowfalls in winter, it started to melt before the ground was covered. I have seen this kind of snow that is so thick that it can even reach the ankle.

This is probably the yearning for heavy snow from the heart of southerners, regardless of gender.

This morning Joey's washing speed was probably the fastest in history. After he got dressed and went downstairs, he didn't rush to go out immediately. Instead, he stood at the door of the dormitory and looked at the room with a very cautious attitude. The outside is like a world covered with a white carpet.

He lifted his foot and stepped on it carefully. With his strength, there was a sunken mark on the immaculate white snow, and then he took one step after another. When he looked back, he could find the series of footprints.

On the balcony, the golden-eyed vampire looked down. In his sight, the black-haired human was bouncing around, which was similar to the state of human beings when he was three or four years old in his impression. Looking at it, he lifted Covering his lips with his hand, he still let out a low laugh.

Joey was completely unaware of how stupid his behavior looked. When he came to the playground, Peter saw him at a glance, but when he saw his appearance, he couldn't help opening his mouth in surprise.

"Hey, You--"

Peter leaned forward, reached out and patted Joey on the shoulder, and the snowflakes fell. He hesitated and said, "Did you fall, Joe?"

Joey: "No, I just felt it up close."

Peter tilted his head, doubts appearing in his eyes.

With the idea of ​​sharing his excitement with others, Joey said excitedly: "I jumped into the snow! This is so cool!"

Peter:?

Although he was still a little dazed, he subconsciously echoed, "That's awesome."

"Yes, it's great!"

This excitement lasted until Joey was in class. After class, he took out his mobile phone and checked Twitter, and found that the content he posted in the morning had already been replied.

The content of his tweet is very simple, a picture of snow.

However, since Joey's Twitter account exposed his identity with Tony, it has gained a lot of followers.

Therefore, even though he had already set up interlocutors to leave comments, and the tweet content was ordinary, there were still a lot of retweets. Joey didn't read the retweet content, but looked at the comments.

Those who can comment are basically people he knows in reality.

[Peter: I like snow days too]

[Steve: Keep warm]

[......]

When he inadvertently refreshed and looked again, he found that there was a new comment.

[Tony: I like snowy days so much, I will take you to see places with more snow]

Just by reading the text, Joey could imagine his uncle's confident expression when he typed this sentence. He felt that if his uncle was in front of him at this moment, he would definitely raise his hand and rub his head. Tell him with a disgusted attitude, it's just snowing, you haven't seen a more beautiful place.

Then take him to those more beautiful places without hesitation.

Joey couldn't help laughing out loud when he thought about how when he didn't know Tony's identity before, the man always looked confident and asked him which superhero he liked in a seemingly casual tone.

Uncle who dislikes integrity.

The corners of Joey's lips twitched, and his eyes became warmer.

However, he also loves his relatives.

Stark Tower—no, it should be renamed the Avengers Tower now, because it hasn't been remodeled yet, and there are still some things left in the aisle, and people keep walking up and down.It used to be Tony's office, and Harpy was standing in the aisle, holding a walkie-talkie in his hand. While talking to the people on the walkie-talkie, he instructed them to pack up their things, and looking in through the glass wall, Tony was at the moment Stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, with your back to everyone.

In fact, unlike what Joey thought, Tony was not in a good mood at this time. He looked at the content on the phone and frowned.

Tony swears by his years of Playboy experience, and he sees something wrong with Joey's twitter comments!

"Peter Parker..." Tony narrowed his eyes and read the name softly.

In Tony's view, although the boy was a bit reckless, he was at least a little smart. He didn't become inflated after gaining super powers, but used his abilities to help ordinary people, although Tony felt that Peter's Spider-Man uniform looked like Silly enough, but his impression of the boy was barely okay.

But all this was before Tony found out that the brat fell in love with Joey, and even Tony didn't pay attention to when Steve met Joey for a while.

"The people in the Stark family have always been the best. He will like little Joey, at least it means that he has a good vision." Tony said.

"but--"

Tony looked through the floor-to-ceiling windows, looked outside, and raised his eyebrows, "Is his opinion of himself a little bit off?"

"Sir, what aspect are you referring to?"

"All!" Tony said without hesitation.

He snorted coldly, and his voice became low and fast, "He is less than 1.8 meters tall, and his appearance is not outstanding. He dangles around with a thread all day long, and wears a uniform with such poor taste. At first, I thought He's not Spider-Man, he's a pajama baby!"

The AI ​​butler said in an unhurried tone, "Then what kind of person do you think can be with little Joey?"

"Well," Tony rubbed his chin with one hand, looking thoughtful, but within three seconds, he snapped his fingers and said in a natural tone, "I think at least it can't be worse than me."

The AI ​​housekeeper was not surprised by this at all. In front of a nephew, especially a nephew with a particularly confident personality, it was only natural that he would have such an answer.

He just stated a fact in a gentle tone, "Sir, have you forgotten your height?"

Tony Stark, who is also less than 1.8 meters: "..."

Just as Tony was about to accuse his butler of which side he was on, something flashed in his vision, and soon, Tony didn't even see what it was.

Some people probably really can't help talking about it.

Just when Tony was thinking about what that black shadow was, there was a snap, and there was someone more outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

Very familiar.

It was the Spider-Man Peter Parker he had just thought of.

Tony stared blankly at the people outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, probably because of the glass. Not only did the people outside not feel the low pressure coming from Tony, he also raised one hand and waved at Tony. wave.

Obviously, Spider-Man is greeting the people inside in a friendly manner, and if he is not wearing a hood, he will probably show a warm smile.

It was still snowing outside, and Spider-Man just lay on the floor-to-ceiling windows for a while, a thin layer of his uniform fell on him, and he made gestures so that anyone could see that he wanted to express that he had something to do explain.

Tony: "Why did he dare to show up?"

"Are you going to let him go, sir?"

"No, of course not, let him in."

After Spider-Man came in through the window, the glass wall of the office was set so that only the inside could see the outside. Tony sat behind the desk that hadn’t been removed yet. Even if the office became empty at this moment, Tony The momentum is not weak at all.

At least in Spider-Man's sense, he's feeling the pressure of Mister Stark's gaze.

Yes, stress.

He took off the hood, revealed his face, swallowed nervously, and spoke under Tony's staring eyes, "Mr. Stark, I, I am Peter Parker, Spider-Man Peter .”

"I don't think my eyesight is so bad that I can't recognize you as Spider-Man. After all, your uniform... well, it's very distinctive." Tony said, the word 'distinctive' seemed to be a little bit more serious, which made Peter feel strange. a feeling of.

Tony continued, "And I haven't forgotten you, Peter, you're Joey's friend."

"I thought you didn't want to reveal your identity."

"Uh, yes," Peter raised his hand and scratched his cheek, nodded, "I really don't want people to know what my real identity is. After all, apart from having some abilities, I'm just a college student."

"So, what do you mean by appearing in front of me and taking off your hood?" Tony said in a low voice.

"I—" Peter licked the corners of his dry lips, because the next words made him more nervous, and the speed of his speech also accelerated, "In fact, I heard that you are going to form a superhero organization, and there will be many tasks to help others in the future, I think that as a member of superheroes, I should do something, maybe I can also contribute my strength, and, and you are not only my idol, you Or Joey's relatives, I believe in you, Mr. Stark, I think it must be right to follow you—”

Tony listened to the babble of the brown-haired boy in front of him, his brows were raised, his fingers were tapping on the armrest, and his eyes were complicated.

"I need to think about it."

After a while, he said calmly.

Peter suddenly stopped his words, and he said happily, "You mean, would you like to think about it?!"

"Yes," Tony nodded. He leaned forward and glanced at Peter. "The Avengers organization is not that simple. I need to investigate you. If you satisfy me, I will consider whether to let you join us."

"You are so kind!!" Peter almost jumped up. He even wanted to rush up and hug the superhero he admired. When he said this, he didn't hold out much hope. Hero, Peter is too young.

He didn't expect Mr. Stark to give such an answer. From Peter's point of view, this at least means that the chance of him joining has increased from more than ten percent to seventy to eighty percent in an instant.

"I, I will work hard!" Peter said loudly.

"I will try my best to pass your assessment!"

Because he was so happy, Peter almost walked out the main door of the office, completely forgetting that there were other people outside, and it would definitely make people feel strange that he would go out wearing such clothes.

After Peter left, Tony said in a deep voice, "What do you think if I tell him that in order to enter the Avengers, he must first stay out of the office and fall in love?"

"Little Joey is not a superhero."

"It's okay," Tony waved his hand, "I can do it, and he is my nephew, so in a sense it counts."

"...You just want to be happy," the AI ​​steward decided not to continue this topic with this man who has become childish in the face of Joey, and instead said, "Do you really want him to join the Avengers, sir?" ?”

"Although his other conditions are not very good, at least his superpowers are not bad," Tony said casually, "When I retire, someone has to take over."

"But of course he can't join directly. He still needs training. J, you should start to sort out a training plan now."

"Okay, sir, how long is the training?"

"A year or two."

Although Peter is an adult, he is indeed too immature. Tony is indeed a little bit unhappy with this kid now, but he never jokes about the lives of young people.

Tony looked at the snowy sky outside the floor-to-ceiling windows with a deep expression. After a long time, he said with a seemingly serious attitude:

"What do you think of me hosting another banquet? The Stark family should have better choices."