[Comprehensive] sense of existence

Charles still looked the same as before, speaking lightly, as if others really thought too much.

Alalei held her breath and looked at him.

A gentle smile flashed in his blue eyes, which were as blue as a pool of water.

The heart that had just paused twitched violently again, and began to jump up and down.

Alale concealed her expression, picked up the script book, and said indiscriminately: "It's up to you whether you get in or not." Then he plunged into the studio.

"Me?" Charles laughed softly, then raised his head and asked Peter softly, "Do you mind if I listen?"

Peter didn't expect the professor to ask his opinion politely, he stood up flattered and shook his head frantically.

"Don't mind, don't mind."

Charles looked at Nemo behind him and asked.

Looking forward to stepping on two boats, Nemo, who hugged his big golden legs, approached flatteringly, rubbed his hands together and asked, "Do you want coffee or juice? Do you want something to fill your belly?"

Peter: ...he finally found someone more brazen than Arale.

The lines were turned back and forth several times absent-mindedly, and the scale of the questions in it was indeed much smaller than before. It seems that all the hot spots can only be hoped for in the part of the audience asking questions.After flipping through the script book, Arale's professionalism began to spread.

Not far from them, Nemo prepared a table and a cup of coffee for Charles, so that he could enjoy the live radio broadcast at close range.Arale could clearly feel his eyes on her, as long as she raised her head, she would be able to catch him.

Thinking of this, her head drooped lower, and the touch on her ears came back again, turning red.

No, what on earth is he guilty of?This is her territory!

Arale puffed out her chest, and secretly glanced at Charles.

Sure enough, Charles was looking at her very seriously, as if her appearance at work was particularly easy to sink.

The corners of Arale's mouth raised a few arcs.

Peter, who was sitting across from him, was holding his phone and didn't know who he was texting, and he couldn't see any expression when he was wearing a hood. He just looked up at the two of them at any time, revealing the content of his text messages.

It will soon be twelve o'clock.

After the familiar opening music sounded, Alale, who cleared her throat, started to work.

Peter looks like a shy kid. After taking on the identity of Spider-Man, his character and tone are much more lively, and there is no cold silence that everyone was worried about before.Producer Nemo, who was waiting outside, stood in front of the window, his tense expression slowly relaxed, and he was in the mood to make various gestures at Arale to arouse her excitement.

Arale rolled her eyes, how would she mobilize such a stupid problem?

The opening remarks read a whole sheet of paper, and after turning the page, she asked very formally: "What's it like doing a radio interview for the first time?"

"Very nervous..." Little Spider crossed his fingers and continued without any pause, "There is also a little bit of excitement in the tension."

He couldn't wait for Ala Lei to answer, and happily asked with his face in his hands: "Am I considered popular? All the interviewees are my idols, and suddenly it's my turn! Um! I Be sure to learn from them!"

study?Learn to be short, rich and handsome, or American with big breasts?You can't learn Wolverine's cool cat ear hairstyle, can you?

Alale was amused by her own imagination, and asked casually: "Then who do you like the most among these superheroes?"

This kind of question, which is equivalent to liking father or mother, is a cliché, but Peter still looks conflicted.

"I believe that there are many heroes I know who are standing in front of the radio and listening." Alale began to fan the flames.

Peter twisted and twisted his fingers, "Mr. Stark..."

"Huh?" Alale said with a smile, "A good friend is about to cry and faint in the toilet..."

"Then Deadpool..."

"I don't know who will teach you fighting and help you train..."

"Then captain..."

"Your shirt looks very valuable, the person who designed it must have worked hard..."

Peter: "..."

He rubbed his forehead, always feeling that Alale had played him a big trick.

At this time, the screen of the mobile phone that was turned to silent lighted up.

[Xiao Jianjian: Didn't you say the professor is there?Quickly return the question to her intact! 】

Peter glanced at it, and his eyes lit up.

"What about you?" He asked confidently.

It was the first time that a guest turned into a guest, and this question caught Arale by surprise.

"what?"

Peter's tone was full of schadenfreude, as if possessed by a lowly person.

"Who's your favorite out of this group of Ultra Miles? Parentheses include X-Men, Justice League, and Avengers, end of parentheses."

The little spider bit [the most] very clearly, making it clear that it was meant for someone.

Arale involuntarily looked up at Charles.

Charles, who was only a few steps away from her, was holding coffee. Seeing Alale's patrolling gaze, his lips were slightly curved, restrained and sexy. He didn't seem to care about the answer to this question at all, but he still hugged her because she would say it herself. There is a glimmer of expectation.

Alale covered her heart again, thinking that sooner or later she would have a heart attack.

This quiet few seconds was about to turn into a broadcast accident, Nemo stomped his feet anxiously.Fortunately, she withdrew her reason and continued to rip it off.

"Guess what?"

She threw the question back, narrowed her eyes and stuck out her thumb, gesticulating at Peter's neck.

I will kill you.

Peter swallowed, and had to carefully fill in the hole he dug himself, fearing that he might miss something.

"...Well... I think you like handsome guys."

The range of handsome guys is very wide, and they are targeted and equivalent to talking for nothing.

Arale tapped the table lightly with her fingers.

"I'm not that kind of superficial person." She emphasized and washed it clean.

At an angle that Charles couldn't see, he blinked vigorously at the still ignorant Peter.

After receiving the signal, Peter, who has been poisoned by Arale and Deadpool for a long time in some ways, was very firm this time, and said loudly: "...It must be the kind of handsome man who is considerate, gentle, and good at caring for others!"

Alale glanced at him appreciatively, and praised: "You have vision!"

This level was considered to be avoided, and Peter, who escaped from the critical moment of life and death, leaned on the back of the chair and breathed a sigh of relief.

The screen lights up again.

[Xiao Jianjian: I have thrown the question back!Say Stark!Say him!Say him!Make trouble!Make trouble! 】

Peter glanced at it, turned his head firmly, and kept his mouth tightly shut.

The result of the trouble was that he either died under Ala Lei's mouth, or died under Charles' smile!

He is still young and does not want to die young.

Next comes the question-and-answer session.

After Alale switched to the question page.The real-time messages were so densely packed that one pair of eyes couldn't see them at all.She picked a question at random as an appetizer.

"I'm Superman's red underpants listener left a message: Spider-Man isn't too old, is he? Does he have a girlfriend?"

Peter, who had returned to his form, was a little shy: "Not yet."

Arale: "That's not okay. Boss Tony has been playing games for several years when you are your age. Don't you want to learn from him?"

Peter: "..."

Suddenly there was an extra message in the message [Overbearing CEO: . . . 】

Is it true that the boss doesn't listen to the radio?

Peter's phone quickly lit up again.

[Uncle Stark: Damn her!It's mine to kill her! 】

Peter was very tired.

Arale continued to ask questions.

"The audience, who I want to live another 500 years, asks: Isn't Spider-Man too old? Does he have a boyfriend?"

Peter:? ? ?

Alale didn't give him time to think about it, and urged: "Yes?"

Peter: "Of course not!"

The barrage had the same expression as Alalei's, full of disappointment.

Arale continued her efforts: "The audience of Spider-Man's girlfriend asked: Is your first night still there?"

Peter's small face was flushed under the hood.

The screen lights up again.

[Little bitch: Ask back and ask back! 】

Peter subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

Arale: "..."

She subconsciously looked at Charles again, but before seeing his expression, she stopped and turned around abruptly, "Are you interested in me because you are so curious about me?"

Peter felt Charles' intense gaze.

He silently turned the phone over, feeling that Xiao Jianjian's purpose was not to mess with Alale but himself... Then, he racked his brains to clear up his responsibility without offending Alale.

"A beautiful girl like you must be very popular. But...but..." He hurriedly continued under the pressure from Charles, "but you must have something to belong to, I know, I know."

Looking away, his shoulders suddenly relaxed.

Alale looked up from the computer screen, seeing Peter's exhausted look as if he had come back from the battlefield, he wondered, "Is it so difficult to praise me?"

Peter: QAQ

The questions asked by netizens are all on the sidelines, wandering back and forth between the eighteen bans and ordinary low-level fun.

In addition, the commotion on Peter's phone finally subsided, and after no one helped out, his questions were answered very smoothly and he entered the second link before he knew it.

this link.

The first person to call was a little strange.

He wasn't here to ask about his love life.

Instead, come up and ask.

"I heard that this is the most popular radio station for superheroes on earth? Now I am listening to super handsome heroes who are not as handsome as me, as well as cute little heroes who are being interviewed. Yes, yes, you are still a little virgin, There are also a large number of friends of the same kind, listen to me, on Earth, have you ever seen a little girl with a particularly low sense of existence?"

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small theater:

Little Peter's two hours of mental journey.

Peter: Arale staring at me?Geez, should I just say she likes the professor?Will it be delayed if I speak out?

Peter: The professor sees me?Ahhh, Alale and I definitely don't have any more than comradely relationship, so don't listen to Alale's troubles.

Peter: What are you two looking at me for? _(:з)∠)_I'm just an innocent light bulb with a low degree.

Peter: Deadpool, you beat me to death.

Peter: Never play with you again.

Peter: I'm so tired,

Peter: How long until it's over.

Peter: Why isn't it over yet.

Peter: Interviews don't make me happy at all.

Peter: There's still an hour until the end!

Peter: I want to die.