Marvel Magic Event Book

The "lady's tea party" Salomon referred to was actually an art exhibition. The exhibition also included a buffet, but because the venue was located at the Four Seasons Hotel in Manhattan, it seemed a bit high-end.

"I don't understand how advanced it is." Salomon turned his neck, trying to loosen the black tie. The black dress Athena chose for him was really uncomfortable for him.He looked at the map on his phone and asked, "Next to it is the crematorium and the porn shop. Are you sure you didn't book the wrong location?"

"This is the Four Seasons Hotel, not the Four Seasons parking lot. Don't tell me you can't read. Okay, stop playing with your phone. We have to choose a car later." Athena stretched out her hand and touched Salomon's clothes. She touched around, trying to make the Mystic Master show the most perfect side. To this end, she kept adjusting the Mystic Master's hairstyle and clothes.This exchange meeting was organized by Athena's group of artist friends, and in order for Salomon to participate in this art exhibition and exchange meeting, she specially asked for leave for him - Eaton quickly agreed to this, because this It is to participate in elegant art, not to go to a football game.

Athena wore a strapless black slim-fitting evening dress. One side of the long skirt opened to her waist, and the other side just fell to the ground, revealing her long and slender thighs and black glossy red-soled high-heeled shoes with slender heels. In addition, Athena also paired it with diamond earrings and platinum armbands, which looked very elegant.After the Greek goddess finished fiddling with it, she put her arms around Salomon, who was now almost as tall as her, with a satisfied expression.

"Perfect." She said with a smile, "I will make them jealous to death. My child, you are so perfect. You look like a qualified gentleman."

"Very well, my dear single mother Minerva." Salomon raised his eyebrows and said pretentiously, "Let us kill everyone in social situations. You must know that I hate this kind of thing. If I meet an idiot, I don't have the patience to deal with it socially. I have a lot of mischief spells that make social death easy."

"My dear child, it was a high-end social occasion, and there won't be any idiots." Athena laughed loudly. She pinched the secret mage's face. "You are not as cute as you were when you were a child. I still prefer your... The time is round and round."

"This is growth, Minerva. The past is just nourishment for today's growth." Salomon sighed, "I have been passively losing weight since adolescence, and I am still very satisfied with the results. ."

"You look more and more like an adult. I mean appearance, not heart. You have been very calm since you were a child." Athena leaned on Salomon's shoulder and said, "I put on lipstick today, you You should be glad that you are not at an age where you can leave lipstick marks on your face."

"Cuckoo!"

"Shut up, you stupid owl!"

Athena specially chose a red Ferrari sports car in order to compare herself to the guys in the social circle as soon as she appeared.Just as Athena herself said, when she got out of the car, her group of artist friends immediately gathered around her. Even after Salomon handed the car keys to the doorman, her group of friends were still chattering. Talking around her non-stop, as if she is the owner of this art exhibition - this is nothing to Athena, she has always been the dominant figure in the New York social circle, and the Kardashian family is just being Just a full socket.

"I want to introduce someone to you." Athena interrupted their inquiries in a showy tone. "This is my son, Salomon. He is currently studying at Eton College and has a King's Scholarship. Woolen cloth."

Different from the pretentiousness of the British middle class that ordinary Americans look down on, for the ladies of Manhattan, the sophistication in British culture is exactly what they admire, whether it is the way you drink tea or the white cotton handkerchief you wear when you cough. , this upper-class atmosphere is exactly what they want to learn and imitate.

But according to Salomon, they were just too idle.

Unfortunately, Eton's strict school rules meant that Salomon was perfect at this, because if he drank a lot of tea, he would definitely be disliked by the teachers.Therefore, when the mystic mage spoke with that standard London accent, these ladies welcomed him even more. "Let Lorna come next time." Salomon finally got rid of the group of women and followed Athena into the exhibition hall, but the handkerchief embroidered with his initials had long since disappeared, and he didn't know what it was now. In the hands of a congressman’s wife or an entrepreneur’s wife, “I really don’t like this kind of situation.”

"Little Lorna is not suitable for such an occasion." Athena nodded and smiled at the people passing by, and said to Salomon, "I'm worried that she will accidentally pull off those women's necklaces. Let me tell you a little secret. , In fact, I attended several exhibitions with the Supreme Mage. Come on, it’s time for you to meet some real artists."

Before Salomon could ask what was going on with the Supreme Mage's participation in the art exhibition, Athena pulled Salomon deeper into the exhibition hall and finally stopped in front of a painting.Salomon could not comment on this painting, not only because he had no understanding of modern abstraction, but also because he really could not see what a pile of pale and bright white paintings could express. He preferred Baroque. style paintings.

Athena stepped forward and generously embraced a black-haired woman standing in front of the painting. "I should introduce you," said Athena, "Vanessa, this is my son Salomon. Salomon, this is Vanessa, the author of this extraordinary painting."

"Hello, madam." The mystic's courtesy was impeccable.

"Oh, Minerva, I didn't know you had a son." Vanessa looked at Salomon with suspicious eyes, "And he's so old."

"There are a lot of things you don't know." Athena responded with a smile, not caring that Vanessa regarded her as a rich woman supporting a pretty boy.Athena turned her head and said to the mystic, "Vanessa has just arrived in New York. She is here to find a discerning sponsor."

"I'm part Italian." Vanessa extended her hand to Salomon, "If you don't mind, I can tell you about Italy."

"Believe me, I have heard it more than ten times." Salomon held Vanessa's hand, and then quietly gave Athena a look. He couldn't figure out why Athena would introduce this woman to him.

"Vanessa left New York for a while," Athena said. "We were good friends at that time. You can't imagine how badly her talent was wasted in Italy, where no one could discover these paintings. beautiful."

"You are exaggerating, Minerva." Vanessa said with a smile, "I still like Italy very much."

"Do you like making fried potato balls?" Athena pulled Salomon to the paintings. "The reason why Vanessa returned to Italy was to bring these paintings back. Just admit it, those Italians always want to I want you to stay in the kitchen."

"Actually, I like eating fried potato balls and Jack Potatoes." Salomon said something very disappointing, "And for the perfect body you mentioned, I try my best to keep my abdomen in shape. I We're hungry, Minerva, let's jump to the buffet, I think those little sandwiches are delicious."

Athena smiled awkwardly, then twisted Salomon's waist with one hand.It has to be said that this move seems to be engraved in women's DNA. No matter which country, race or age, as long as they are women, they are familiar with this move, and Athena is the same.

"I don't mind." Vanessa said, "Except for the artists, there aren't many people here who know about art. They just want to spend their money to buy a painting to decorate the living room. Come on, Minerva, let's not Standing here stupidly."