Druid in Marvel

Alvin saw "Lightning" William pick up the football on the field. He jumped up happily and followed Steve along the sidelines and began to sprint in the direction of William's progress.

Looking at William holding the football like a piece of grass in the wind, he adjusted his body crookedly several times, and then suddenly rushed forward to avoid an opponent player who was attacking.

Immediately afterwards, William made a flexible turn and dodged a pounce, and then the main winger of the Hungry Wolves, who finally adjusted his center of gravity, began to sprint.

Several extremely fast teammates followed William. Whenever a Bald Eagle player approached William from the side, one of his teammates would rush out and collide with the opponent.

The excited Alvin walked along the sideline of the court, waving his arms like a rotating fan, running after William, and shouting loudly: "Go, go, go..."

William's not-so-thick calves burst out with great explosive power. He was like a black antelope, with agility in every step, and quickly rushed into the end zone.

As William celebrated with several somersaults, the entire stadium began to roar like a tsunami, "Hungry wolf, hungry wolf, hungry wolf..."

The excited Alvin raised his arms high and faced the stands, shouting and celebrating happily, as if he was the one who scored the touchdown.

When the stadium uniformly rang out the shouts of "Hungry Wolf, Hungry Wolf...", Alvin thought for a moment, and suddenly pointed his hands at William, who had been knocked down by his teammates in celebration, and shouted loudly, "'Lightning', William," "Lightning", William, 'Lightning', William..."

The spectators from the community school were the first to discover what their principal was doing, and soon started a new slogan under the leadership of several teachers.

"'Lightning', William, 'Lightning', William..."

After the slogan of the entire stadium was unified, William, the 17-year-old black kid, stood in the end zone with tears in his eyes. He held up his helmet with one hand and waved it vigorously to the surrounding stands with the other. Loud roar.

At this moment, the pain, struggle, helplessness, and hesitation that this black boy had experienced in the past ten years seemed to disappear in an instant.

This stubborn black boy shot and killed his alcoholic father who was beating his mother when he was 13 years old. When he thought his life was doomed, Sean Porter from the juvenile detention center let him see himself. of talent.

The community school pointed out a new path for him, and Old Parker made him feel the warmth of family affection again.

This stubborn boy who once preferred to live in the solitary room of the school rather than go home finally truly felt his future at this moment...

Steve laughed loudly as he watched William, who had a loud competition with the entire stadium and ended up losing completely. He ran up to him and hugged his shoulders hard, shouting: "Well done..."

After hearing Steve's encouragement, William threw away the helmet in his hand with red eyes. After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly threw himself into Steve's arms and began to cry loudly...

Steve was stunned for a moment, then patted William on the shoulder and said loudly: "Lift your head, this is your moment, you have to enjoy it and get used to it, it will keep coming in the future."

William looked up at the laughing teammates around him, quickly wiped the tears from his face, said "thank you" to Steve, and then looked at Alvin on the sidelines.

I saw my principal chasing a big fat man who jumped down from the stands and was about to run naked to celebrate. He threw him to the ground in an awkward manner, then tilted his neck and awkwardly fought with the naked fat man.

William was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed and trotted side by side with his teammates to the sidelines to cheer for his principal.

Alvin got angry and punched the fat man in front of him on the nose, then pinched his neck and prepared to give him a tough look, but he heard the sound of cheering coming from behind.

In such a moment of confusion, the fat man who was running naked turned over nimbly and tried to stand up and run away.

I just wanted to create a little atmosphere, but in the end, I was caught by the most terrifying Principal Alvin in Hell's Kitchen. What's this?

Alvin listened to the roar of laughter coming from all directions, and watched helplessly as the crazy fat man with half a mosaic, like a flexible big white pig, jumped up to the stands along a belt hanging from the stands.

Angrily, he made a threatening gesture toward the stands where the fat white man was fleeing. Alvin then turned helplessly and gave a thumbs up to William, who was watching his excitement with his teammates.

The Secretary of State in the Waldorf Astoria Hotel laughed loudly at the scene on the TV, and said with a smile to a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses next to him: "This is the most interesting game I have ever seen.

Our past judgments about Alvin were inaccurate. He is much more interesting than we thought.

Have you ever seen someone of his stature do something like this?

Catch streaking, haha..."

The middle-aged man with glasses looked at the picture on the TV, with a smile on his thin face, and then said: "This is a school game. We all know what Alvin cares about most, and his performance is not surprising."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man with glasses pointed to the picture on the TV screen, where the camera turned to the stands. At the edge of the school square in the stands, Stark was holding a big popcorn and throwing it at the people around him.

After scattering the popcorn, the rich man picked up an expensive bottle of champagne from his feet, shook it vigorously a few times, and then sprayed it towards Alvin's neighbors.

The middle-aged man looked at the scene on the TV and said: "Alvin's influence lies not only in his power, but most importantly in his friends.

The strangest thing is that no matter what kind of people are in Hell's Kitchen, there seems to be some changes.

Tony Stark, Norman Osborn, Raymond Ledington...

These people are completely different people with or without Alvin!

This is Alvin's true influence, and what has happened in the past month has fully demonstrated it.

Got this.

When those people come together, the chemical effect they create is mind-blowing! "

The Secretary of State glanced at the middle-aged man with glasses and said with a smile: "Is it a tradition of the Bell family to doubt everything?

We are not enemies with Alvin. Strictly speaking, no one in this world is qualified to be his enemy.

A person like Alvin is willing to abide by the rules and put himself within the rules. We can't ask for more. "

After hearing this, the middle-aged man with glasses smiled and shook his head. He touched his greasy hair and said, "No one in this world is outside the rules, not even those who make the rules.

Alvin is indeed not an enemy, he can only be a friend!

You need to be friends with him. The World Security Council needs a channel of communication with Alvin.

Nick Fury did a terrible job at this..."

The Secretary of State watched on TV as the Wolfsburg defense took down the quarterback on the opponent's first offensive possession.

The lean, capable, white-haired Secretary of State clenched his fist and waved it, shouting: "Well done..."

Taking advantage of the gap between the two teams to regroup, the Secretary of State looked at the middle-aged man in glasses and said with a smile: "We have all seen Eric Bell's report, and we all know that it is difficult to really get close to Alvin with a utilitarian mentality.

Fortunately, I only have good intentions, and being a kind sounding board should feel good, haha! "

The Secretary of State glanced at the middle-aged man with glasses and said with a smile: "There are some things I probably shouldn't say, but I would like to ask the Bell family to stay away from Alvin.

There are many people who can take advantage of Alvin, and many have succeeded, but compared to those, Alvin's kindness is more important! "

The middle-aged man with glasses sat on the sofa, clasped his hands against his chin, and said with a chuckle: "Put the safety of the world on one person's conscience..."

The Secretary of State glanced at the middle-aged man with glasses and said with a strange expression: "You have been on the anti-terrorist front for too long, and you look at everyone as if you are looking at terrorists.

Alvin can't be a terrorist...

Terrorism is not an outlet for anger; it is a political weapon.

Tear off the veil of government infallibility, and then make the government lose the people's trust in it.

Why did Alvin do those things? That goes against his ideals and life values. "

The Secretary of State glanced at the middle-aged man with glasses, thought for a while and said, "I suggest you pay attention to SHIELD's problems. Many of their recent actions are very strange.

Nick Fury doesn't do anything out of the blue. As the new national security adviser, you'd better pay more attention to that side.

We always thought it would be convenient for us to have SHIELD headquartered in Washington, but we were all wrong.

Now that the White House has just been hit hard, we can't let SHIELD cause trouble for us! "

The middle-aged man with glasses smiled and nodded, and said: "You are right, it is difficult for me to have a good impression of Alvin with my inherent thinking.

I'll leave New York after you meet Alvin.

Have you figured out when to meet him? "

The Secretary of State smiled and said while watching TV: "When I was in the White House, Manhattan Tomahawk personally helped me into the ambulance. He praised me as a brave person...

A poor woman controlled by terrorists saved my life while she was in the White House.

Now that my injury has just improved, I come to see my savior and try to see if I can help..."

At the Metropolitan Stadium, Alvin stood on the sidelines and watched Norman Osborne angrily pointing at the referee on the field and shouting curses.

Just now, Harry used his flexible pocket steps behind the ball to create a small gap in the opponent's defense, and then passed the ball hand-to-hand to today's protagonist running back Jamal.

As a result, Jamal did dribble the ball and rushed forward for a full 20 yards, but Harry was knocked down by the opponent's defensive end who rushed too far forward.

Seeing Harry holding his waist and carefully twisting it twice, and then signaling to the audience that he was fine, Alvin sighed, then dragged the embarrassed Norman Osborn and said, "Brother, you We can't keep being Harry and a kid in diapers!"

Norman Osborne, with a long pony face, glared at Alvin and said, "The one who was knocked down just now is your son. What will you do?"

Alvin looked at Norman Osborne seriously and said: "This is a regular game, blame the referee..."

While Alvin was speaking, the defensive end of the Bald Eagle team stood up and wanted to walk back. He pushed Harry, causing him to take two steps back and sit on the ground.

How could Alvin remember what he was about to say? He cursed loudly at the referee who was paying attention to Norman Osborne and hesitated whether to throw a yellow flag to him: "You are fucking blind, our four The shooting guard was pushed down...

Take care of yourself quickly, that stupid boy is going to kill himself..."

Harry reacted quickly on the court. He stood up and hugged the irritable Jamal, constantly comforting him and said: "Don't be like this, man!

I'm fine, I'm fine, he's just hot-headed, he has no ill intentions..."

As he spoke, Harry looked at the frightened defensive end and said loudly: "It's okay, buddy, go back quickly, my guy is a little impatient.

Don't worry, don't be afraid, they just want to protect me! "

The referee looked back at the upcoming conflict, glared at Norman Osborne, and then rushed to the scene of the conflict.

When he arrived at the place, looking at Harry who kept comforting his teammates, the referee glanced at the Bald Eagle defensive end who was scared like a quail. He hesitated for a long time and didn't have the heart to throw the yellow handkerchief in his hand that represented a foul. …