[Comprehensive] sense of existence

The taste of being driven to work by Iron Man is not something ordinary people can enjoy.

When the red-gold tin can came to a steady stop from the window on the 28th floor, Alale, who came in through the window in a state of shock under the eyes of everyone, with a nest of hair that was blown into wild grass by the wind, calmed down. Di Chong explained to everyone: "On the way to work, I met a robber and was rescued by a superhero. He sent me to work by the way. Calm down, calm down, don't..."

Before she finished speaking, more than a dozen colleagues walked around her in a huff, and gathered around the window with their faces in their hands: "Oh my god, you are so handsome!"

Arale who was ignored again: ...

Speaking of female colleagues who are nympho, she can bear it. Nemo, you almost balding old man rushed to the front and hugged your face with girlish hearts, isn't it too much!

Like the domineering president Stark, who was inspecting the work at the grassroots level, he lifted his mask and waved at everyone in an incomparable annoyance: "Work hard~"

A group of people said in unison: "Serve the boss!"

Arale fell down.

It seems that socialism and capitalism still have similarities in some respects.

This time the radio station finally caught up because of the boss's troubles and electricity.

After a rare visit, Tony put on a boss-like look after reading the project proposal, and commented pertinently: "It's okay, but the firepower of the first guest should not be so strong."

The staff who were about to confess him looked at each other, not understanding why, Stark said solemnly: "The first guest is me."

Everyone suddenly nodded, I understand.Digging out the boss's private life is simply getting impatient.

Nemo, who squeezed into the middle, flattered and flattered: "I will definitely make your stalwart figure and fearless heroic spirit look like Jesus reborn as a man."

Stark: "..."

He said leisurely: "I finally know who learned that guy's flattering skills from."

Producer with a smiling face of "innocence": ? ? ?

After Alale, who was doing his job and earning money, mentioned the need for a revision on the show, it turned out that this kind of radio show, which was only aimed at lovelorn men and women, exploded in New York in an instant.

There was no advance notice, no press conference, and no spending money on the news page, so the host introduced the revision in a casual manner?

This is too careless!This is a superhero late night radio show!Although once a week.

Thinking of having the opportunity to let a superhero be their life and love mentor, the fans are so happy that they are about to faint.Everyone is looking forward to the revised program, with their powerful assists.Even if the new program has not yet aired, the producer Nemo can still roll out of bed in the middle of the night laughing at the expected audience rating.

The terrorist attack at the Wayne family's annual dinner paled in comparison to the mid-night revamp of the show that included superhero guests.After all, in New York, there is no shortage of villain attacks and aliens attacking the earth.

This kind of thing appears in the newspaper every day.But this time, because Iron Man clarified the content of the rumors, it still attracted a lot of attention.

At least everyone saw the photo as the hero of the attack.

Eh?This, this is covered with... a tablecloth?

This is playing A Piao, right?Look at the exposed skirt and size. Still a heroine?

The New Yorkers who are keen to nickname superheroes simply call this heroine the Tablecloth Man.

Arale, who learned of this, was once again devastated.

God's tablecloth man!

Feeling the deep malice from the masses, Arale strongly demanded to change her name to something more elegant. There are spiders, bats, and wolves. If you really can’t do it, you can call her Mouseman!

Charles, who learned of this, burst out laughing.

"Then it's called a ghost. Isn't it very close to A Piao?"

ghost?

It feels pretty cool.

Anyway, everyone seems to have a nickname for mutants, and Arale reluctantly accepted this title.I entrusted the professor to clarify quickly, so X College also released the tablecloth man... the mutant "ghost".

Regarding the setting where mutant heroes start saving the world, everyone panicked and mistrusted from the beginning, and gradually began to accept it.

Anyway, Arale, who lived as a normal person, didn't feel uncomfortable with the mutant identity she suddenly covered. After all, for her who was covered with a tablecloth, whether it was the hero "tablecloth man" or the mutant "ghost", in nature they were the same.

Thanks again to Batman for being an inspiration to her.

……

Time passed unhurriedly, and finally ushered in the day of revision that everyone was looking forward to.

Stark sat carelessly on the battlefield of Alare like a master, without the slightest nervousness.

During this period, the staff did enough homework and carefully prepared a manuscript that was twice as thick as usual.

Arale, who flipped through the manuscript, looked at the black line more and more.

It's even better than her to flatter.

Stark tapped his finger on the table: "Don't forget!"

"Highlight your unparalleled personal combat power and your hormonal bursting masculinity, I understand and I understand." Alale immediately put on a dog-legged smile, no different from the staff who prepared the manuscript.

This is the workplace.

Arale thought sadly.

After the countdown of the program time, a burst of familiar music sounded, and Ala Lei immediately entered the state.

Stark was broadcasting for the first time, watching Arale in "Work Seriously" with great interest.

"Welcome everyone to listen to the revised "Spiritual Poison Soup" program. I am the host Lei Da." As usual, at the beginning of the program, Ala Lei's lively voice sounded. Come the ratings, lying on the window left tears of happiness.

"I'm very nervous today. I guess everyone knows that the first guest we invite after the revision of our program is the diamond king who is worth over [-] million and everyone in New York wants to marry. He saves the world time and time again and brings everyone peace. A superhero who abandons the title of arms dealer in the past and tries his best to promote the development of clean energy in the world, our iron hero, Tony Stark."

Arale finished reading this paragraph without panting, deeply despising the guy who wrote the manuscript.All the good things have been said, let her make up nonsense freely!

Stark is clearly very useful to this series of titles.

He blew a resounding kiss to the microphone in a chic and proud manner, but his eyes shot at Arale.

Arale pushed the sunglasses on the table, and signaled him not to waste his time, and put them on quickly.

Not Stark!

Like an older bear kid.

Alale ignored him and continued: "Sitting opposite the hero with an aura of [-] meters, I am too excited."

An aura of [-] meters?

Although it was a good word, Stark always felt that something was wrong.

But Arale didn't give him time to think about it at all, and asked him to greet everyone directly.

Stark simply said: "I am Ironman."

This sentence is really true... Arale glanced out the window at the female staff member and Nemo who were too excited because of this sentence, and smiled unconsciously.

That's why Stark can say this so handsomely and handsomely.

"Compared to TV and newspapers, I can deeply feel your innate (Saobao) charm when I see real people." Alale continued to give simple introductions and greetings without changing his face.

Not feeling how excited and admiring Arale was at all, Stark twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to hum, but he held back when he thought of his own image.

"Then you don't feel deeply enough. I'm not only attractive, I'm also handsome."

Arale: ...

"Hehe, you're so handsome that I'm blinded, no wonder all the little girls are falling for you."

Stark: "It's okay."

At this time, I am humble again (╯'-')╯︵┻━┻

Alalei, who has been leading the atmosphere so that it does not collapse, flipped through the manuscript and began to enter the first link fluently.

"For superheroes, especially rich and handsome like you! I believe that all ordinary people like me are curious about your private life. We have also opened a public question on the message board of the website. What do the audience want to say to you and The questions can all be spoken in real time. We will also select some of them for Mr. Stark to answer.”

The screen next to the two of them instantly jumped to the interface for asking questions from the masses, and the constantly refreshing and jumping messages showed the number and enthusiasm of the audience.

One after another, they were quickly submerged in a flood of messages before they could clearly see the problem.

Arale raised her eyebrows: "It seems that Mr. Stark is more popular than I imagined."

Stark was speechless. This Alaleikua is really watertight. The word "more" is very telling. She originally meant that she didn't expect to be so popular, right?

Boss Tony, who sees through everything, twitched the corner of his mouth: "Personal charm, sometimes I am also very distressed."

Arale couldn't take it any longer.

Most of the message boards confessed to Iron Man, and there were also a small number of black fans who also spit out a large number of fanboys and girls. Alale, who couldn't continue talking, read a few words of praise to him, and saw it at a glance. Very conspicuous question, tap with your finger to enlarge this question.

"A netizen called Tieren Jirutie asked an audience member: When the media clarified that you did not commit suicide, they used your own confession as evidence for seven times a night. Is it really seven times a night? Seven times?!"

Stark smiled slightly, and said very connotatively: "Seven times is a guaranteed estimate."

Hurrah, there was a large wave of messages floating across the screen.

The iron man of Qingyishui please come on!

Ha ha.

Arale smirked.

Then read out a wave of clear flow in the message unhurriedly.

"Mrs. Wayne's audience asked: Last time Wayne made her gaochao 12 times in a row. Your seven times are incomparable. If you don't agree, just make an appointment!"

The opponent in fate.

Another playboy, Rich n Dai, appeared.

Thinking of Batman's physique, Arale is quite convinced that he can GC twelve times a night.

Stark dissatisfied: "This thing is about technology, believe it or not, I can faint you with two fingers!"

Arale sweated wildly.Boss, don't talk to me, I'm just a microphone.

Stark, who was questioned and compared, was very unhappy.

As a result, another wave of crit attacks followed.

"A straight male audience member asked: How tall are you with your shoes off?"

Stark: ...

He put on the sunglasses that Arale pushed over just now.

Alalei, who almost bit off her tongue, laughed dryly, "Haha, I can prove this, no matter whether you put it on or take it off, the height of our Iron Man is definitely not short!" Just not tall.

Stark still crossed his arms unhappy.

Alale quickly found the next message to ease the embarrassment.

"The audience called Iron Man Asking for Marriage asked: What is your relationship with Captain America?"

Stark frowned, didn't quite understand the question, so he simply answered truthfully.

"Friends and comrades in arms."

A rainbow flag floated across the message board.

Ala Lei continued to sweat wildly, can this also show the basic love?The rotten girl is simply too powerful.

not like her.

She has always been more steady and ruthless.

Arale said with a puzzled face: "Would you like to talk about your... friendship?"

What is there to say?

Stark, who followed the host all the way, thought for a while, and then said: "At first, I thought he was an old popsicle with a humanoid shape. I entrusted my friend with the back. I also let him use my gym for free, and I didn’t say anything after breaking so many sandbags, and I added a bunch of broken ones! Anyway, I have money!”

Ala Lei, who always felt that she finally became an infinitely spoiled wife, saw the direction of the message and smiled with satisfaction.

Nemo was almost blinded by crying all kinds of hot spots in this issue. His promotion and salary increase are finally not a dream.

As the program gradually reached its climax, Ala Lei began to enter the next link.