When Downey Wears a Tin Can [Comprehensive British and American]

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120 Hu's overweight is probably a nightmare for most technicians, but it must not include Tony Stark. Even in the man's initial expectation, as long as he is attentive enough, he will spend at most an hour Can crack the most difficult top ten of the 120 Hu's extra codes.

Yes, the premise is.

He is attentive enough.

"Another point, Dr. Banner, as an investor in the nerve link conduction repair original solution project, after a month of personal experience, I feel that I need to put forward some suggestions for improvement. Of course, you can also choose not to accept them. After all, I am not that kind. Kind of unreasonable Party A, I mean."

"At least you can add a little reagent to the repair solution to make it a different color, at least not green. If you can, I suggest adding a little flavoring to add flavor. No one wants to wake up from a serious injury and find themselves lying on the ground. In a vat of salty and thick snot, to be honest, I still feel a little disgusted when I think about it now.”

After receiving the news that Downey was awake, greetings from all parties poured into Downey's mobile phone, from a few Avengers who were working outside to agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., bugs from Queens, Wakanda In short, since the two of them walked into the work room, Downey's mobile phone message notifications have not been interrupted.

It is destined that Downey will not ignore these kind greetings and give the smart housekeeper a "mute" like Tony Stark - of course, Tony Stark thinks that he probably won't receive so many greetings, and in order not to To disturb Tony Stark's work progress, Downey could only choose to sit outside the workshop and reply to those messages.

The transparent soundproof door is useless to Tony Stark's hearing enhanced by Extremis virus.

"I'm really fine, Peter, you don't need to be so nervous, and I saw the news two days ago, I will find time to help you repair your suit tomorrow, I have other things to do now --Hey Baby."

Downey's sudden rise in tone at the end once again managed to divert Tony Stark's attention from serious work.

The man turned his head and glanced at the door from the corner of his eye without any trace.

It was the shorthair he had brought from North Brooklyn.

The most common breed on the streets of the United States. If it is wandering in other parts of New York, it is probably so fat that its cheeks are bigger than his hands. Unfortunately, this cat was born in North Brooklyn, so under its withered coat color, it is so thin that you can almost see its face. Ribs, after all, in a place where there are only gangsters and villains, it is lucky enough for stray cats to not lack arms or legs or be directly run over to death by a car.

Probably because of this reason, it is not very clingy, and has a strong sense of guard against strangers. After coming to the alliance, it hides in the corner of the workplace every day. It is only when it is meal time that it can be seen near the food bowl. .

And now, uncharacteristically.

The short-haired cat watched Donny sitting on the chair in the shadows for a while, then raised its pad and walked over silently.It first put the bag of freeze-dried snacks in its mouth in front of the chair, and then obediently rubbed Donny's exposed ankle with its head.

Probably not many people could refuse such a request, and those beautiful warm brown eyes were so tender that it was ridiculous.

Tony Stark watched Donnie put down the phone, bent down and hugged the cat to his lap, then tore open the bag of freeze-dried snacks and poured them into the palm of his hand. While feeding the cat, he flexed his fingers and scratched the shorthair cat's cheeks and head.

A shorthair cat purrs as loudly as a Quinjet fighter jet engine.

"Sir, the eighth password needs to be connected to the external hub system for multi-threaded operation. Do you need me to call Mr. Downey in for you?"

The voice of the smart butler brought Tony Stark's attention back. The man withdrew his gaze, looked at the words waiting for the connection of the external system on the system screen, and said without thinking: "No need, I can solve it by myself."

Friday: "But that would waste an extra half hour of your time."

Tony Stark: "He needs to rest. Let Jarvis dock the tank system into the Union Building."

Friday: "...OK, Sir."

So, by the time Downey returned to the workshop, Tony Stark had cracked two-thirds of the eighth code.

"Sorry, I thought I could reply to all the messages in just 10 minutes." Downey sat back at his work seat and looked at the code on the virtual light screen, "I didn't expect that even Earlson would greet me, I thought he After I was transferred from the arms research and development department to the fringe science department, I wish I could disappear from New York."

Tony Stark glanced at Downey who was sitting across from him, separated only by a virtual light screen: "Surface."

Downey: "So I just replied him with a thank you - oh, you are actually manipulating two systems by yourself, have you grown twenty fingers, or can you use your toes to type? Jarvis, put the tank Connect the system to me."

Lao Jia: "Okay, Sir."

120 Hu's overweight, under the high-intensity working state, only the sound of two people typing on the keyboard was left in the workshop for a while.

I have to say that Tony Stark's head is really easy to use, because while Downey is intensively processing the new information that is constantly pouring into the light screen, he can also notice the dark circles under the eyes of the man sitting opposite-in fact, he Just noticed it when I woke up.

So when Tony Stark took his coffee cup to the coffee machine more than ten meters away to pick up the Americano that Benben had just brewed.

"Friday."

Friday: "You say, sir."

Downey: "How long has he not rested?"

Friday: "Sir has been working continuously for 72 hours. The work includes but is not limited to clearing the S.H.I.E.L.D. branch, filming, and helping you with Stark Enterprises chores."

I don't know if it was Downey's illusion, but he always felt that the helpless tone of the smart butler when he said this sentence was infinitely close to Tony Stark's personal assistant.

It was the near-retirement Ms. Lennie who single-handedly and slickly harassed Tony Stark for two years before finally pulling him out of the garage.

Downey frowned: "The Extremis virus can make people sleepless?"

Friday: "I don't know. It wasn't indicated in the reagent effect at the time." The smart butler paused after speaking, "But coffee is fine."

Downey glanced in Tony Stark's direction, only to realize that next to the coffee machine controlled by Benben, the can of coffee beans he had bought not long ago had bottomed out.

Tony Stark sat back with his American style: "Mute, Friday."

Friday: "..."

Then, as if he knew what Downey would say, Tony Stark said before the other party said: "You have cat hair on your collar."

Downey was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked down at the collar, and sure enough, he saw gray and white cat fur on the white shirt.

"It's very normal during the moulting season." He reached out and picked up the few cat hairs and threw them into the trash can next to him, then took a moment to glance at the man next door when the words "loading" popped up on the light screen, "I mean , after cracking this code, you can go to rest, and I will do the rest of the work alone—”

Tony Stark stared at the information on the light screen, and kept tapping his fingers: "Dr. Banner said that it is best to prepare some hair cream for cats during this period."

He was interrupted before he finished speaking, and Downey could only reply along: "I remember that Stark Enterprises has a department dedicated to pet products? You can ask your personal assistant to bring some, as well as nutritional cream , it's skinny to the bone."

Tony Stark: "Now Ms. Rennie is your personal assistant."

Downey: "It doesn't matter, I mean, you don't have to rush-"

Tony Stark: "I have managed the company for you for a month, so you have nothing to ask?" He pressed Enter, and looked at Downey after the system entered loading, "After all, you are Tony Stark now gram."

Donnie paused.

As if he just remembered the only question he ignored in the pile of questions when he just woke up, his Adam's apple rolled up and down: "Let me declare first, I don't distrust you, nor do I want to replace you Where you are, you know very well that the only thing I'm interested in is acting, I mean—"

Tony Stark looked at Downey with a bit of caution on his face, as usual, as if he was afraid that if he was not careful, he would ignite the explosive keg in front of him-he knew very well that this was just in Downey's character, and it was not for everyone. All thoughtful and kindly caring.

The man was inexplicably agitated, his blue eyes reflected the reflection of the person in the white shirt in front of him: "You don't have to beat around the bush when you talk to me."

Downey: "I mean—"

In view of Tony Stark's previous poor performance: "Should I search for any negative news about Robert Downey Jr. this month before asking this question?"

This is a question that can be imagined in the head of Barton or Hulk or Thor, Tony Stark: "If you mean the scandal between the two of us."

Donnie didn't react for a moment: "What???"

Tony Stark: "The captain held a press conference before." When he said this, he looked up at Downey again, "He specifically emphasized that I was recruited into the Avengers by you."

Downey: "..."

Even in a universe that is completely different from the original one, Downey dares to guarantee that the media must have added more embellishments to write something. He really knows this too well, and he doesn't even need to search the Internet to come up with a series of templates. But absolutely eye-catching headlines.

"Iron Man and the new Avengers romance is real"

"The New Avengers Go Through the Back Door"

"Tony Stark's Affair"

"Can we rest assured that the safety of New York is entrusted to such an Avenger Alliance"

Tang Nick restrained his hand that was about to search for news: "Forget it." He entered the new Hu's code into the light screen, "Apart from this? You didn't do anything else?"

Tony Stark: "What do you think I can do?"

Downey recalled: "Break down a building, get into a fight with someone, spread some news about the new Avengers not getting along with the Avengers, or revoke 'Robert Downey Jr.''s driver's license after it's permanently revoked. A citizenship card or something."

Tony Stark: "...I look idle?"

Downey: "It means you've finally learned—" He paused, and changed to a more gentle word, "Finally used to working in a team?"

Tony Stark: "I'm all single-player missions."

Downey: "Assigned by the captain?"

Tony Stark: "I asked for it myself."

Downey: "Never quarrel with the media again? Or kidnap some high-ranking government officials?"

Tony Stark: "Why do you think I'm as knowledgeable as those idiots?"

Because you have been "general knowledge" with them for several years before.

Downey was considerate and didn't say these words: "Didn't you beat up any director or actor?"

Tony Stark: "Do you think there will be other directors who want to rule me out after the scandal with you?"

Downey: "..."

He really didn't expect Tony Stark, such a proud corporate president and superhero, to say that he was almost caught by the director's unspoken rules. A muscular American man with a height of 188cm.

Downey's instinct made him feel that he should say something comforting to Tony Stark who was almost unspoken at this time.

Although he beat that director to a comminuted fracture.

He glanced at the man sitting opposite, after the system entered loading again because of the quick work efficiency of the two.

He said from the bottom of his heart: "Then you are really much better than before, Tony."

Tony Stark felt that he was probably not used to being praised, at least after he had been ridiculed by most people for decades: "...I just don't want to care about those idiots."

Downey: "I know, it's part of growing up."

Tony Stark drank the coffee in the cup blankly: "I don't want to repeat this, I'm thirty this year."

Probably the action of the other party drinking coffee reminded Downey of the topic that had been interrupted repeatedly just now. Downey stared at the coffee cup for a while.

After a moment of silence: "But when I was three years old, I understood the principle of going to bed early and getting up early."

Tony Stark: "..."

The deciphering speed of 120 Hu's plus codes was unexpectedly fast under the cooperation of the two. They had completed all the deciphering work before the clock tower in New York struck twelve midnight.

Tony Stark returned to his room only at Downey's insistence, and in his original plan, he would probably conceive of new armor making ideas after cracking Hu's overweight.

The man doesn't know where his anxiety comes from, he feels that 72 hours is not the limit of his work, and he is not sleepy, but the fact is——

Almost as soon as he touched the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

It was as if the nerves that had been tense for a month finally relaxed for some reason, when he opened his eyes again.

"Good morning, it's seven o'clock sharp, the temperature in Manhattan is 68 degrees Fahrenheit, and the weather is cloudy. Today is the annual carnival, the streets are crowded, please pay attention to traffic safety when you go out - daily memo 120 eight, it's time to feed the cat , Sir."

This is probably the rare time this month that Tony Stark didn't wake up and press his sore brows due to severe lack of sleep.

He came to the cathouse in his pajamas as usual.

Then he froze for a moment when he saw Downey who was also wearing pajamas.

The cat's food bowl has been filled with fresh cat food and water.When Natasha first brought the cat here, she asked Tony Stark why he didn't buy an automatic feeder, which would be much more convenient, but Tony Stark didn't answer.

He can't say because he saw it in the will of the universe before. When Downey introduced his windmill villa, he said: "I will deliberately write the matter of feeding the cat in my electronic memo. In fact, I don't know much. I like to use the automatic feeder because once I get busy I forget I even have a cat."

The cat litter was right next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and outside the NYSE building floated colorful banners reading Happy Mardi Gras in big letters.

Downey was sitting on the soft sofa, with the cat curled up on his knees. He was taken aback when he saw Tony Stark, and then smiled, "Good morning."

After he finished speaking, he paused, his eyes bent into crescent moons: "That's right."

"Happy Carnival."

The morning sun shines in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and everything in sight is like a soft-focus filter.

It's hard to even breathe.

In Tony Stark's memory, no matter how dangerous or deadly the situation is, he rarely has a blank mind, but in the past two days, this has happened to him twice in a row.

What does a genius mind think when it's completely empty?

Tony Stark didn't know, anyway, before he reacted, it was like the phrase "Do you want to raise a cat" that he said without warning before.

Downey watched the man stand there without saying a word for a while, and then suddenly asked him: "Tonight, the production team wrapped up the production banquet. They said that I can bring someone with me. Do you want to come?"

Tony Stark fell silent after speaking.

Who knows what bullshit he's talking about, because he didn't even want to attend that wrap-up banquet.

The man frowned and added: "If you don't want to come—"

"Come on, why not?"

It seems that the topic has finally returned to his field of expertise, Downey's expression is more excited than Tony Stark imagined: "To be honest, I think I have been quite successful in pretending to be your identity so far, so you better not It screwed me up."

"My first TV series won an award."

Tony Stark looked at Downey's warm brown eyes that seemed to be shining, and the corner of his mouth hooked up uncontrollably, and then quickly retracted before the other party noticed.

"Ah."

……

……

So the bald director who arranged the cruise ship in New York Harbor received the call.

The person signed by Robert Downey Jr. said on the other end of the phone: "Could you please add someone to the invitation list for the evening banquet?"

This is probably the most polite sentence the bald director has said to him since he met "Robert Downey Jr.".

The bald director immediately put down his work; "No problem, just give me your name."

On the other end of the phone: "Tony Stark."

Bald director: "Okay, wait until I find a pen, Tonys—Trust what?"

The person on the other end of the phone repeated: "Tony Stark."

The bald director; "..."