Everyday life at Midtown High School

Soon, Tony didn't have time to love (toss) his son anymore.

The progress of the Stark Tower project can no longer be delayed any longer.

After closing down the weapons department and entering the energy industry, although the development process of Stark Industries has been good.

But this is far from satisfying Tony's ambitions.

For him, no matter what he does, whether it is weapon manufacturing or clean energy recycling, since he wants to do it, he must be the best one.So, he planned the construction of the Stark Tower.

In his wildest vision, Stark Tower would be more than just a prominent New York City landmark.

It will be a prototype, a showcase that represents the unsurpassable status of Stark Industries in energy; a cross-age masterpiece powered by the Ark reactor, and the energy can be regenerated and self-utilized; a contemporary renewable clean energy Shiny benchmark.

To this end, Tony almost single-handedly handled all the design drawings, internal circuit planning, and selection of the appearance image of Stark Tower.

In addition, it is rare for him to personally pay attention to its various construction conditions at any time.

But the closer it was to the end, the more there were thousands of things that needed to be decided by him.

Due to business reasons, even if Pep is still angry with him, he will still dutifully come to him for some necessary communication and exchange, and after the business talk is over, it is inevitable to talk about other things.

One day when the building was gradually being built, Pep finally couldn't help saying a digression: "Do you really think this looks good?"

"Very stylish, full of the beauty of future technology."

Tony didn't see anything wrong and said, "It looks great, I like it very much."

Pep looked at the model of the upside-down high-heeled shoe-shaped building, and after thinking for three seconds, he felt that he really couldn't change the aesthetics of a person... especially a person who was as stubborn as a child.

She resolutely gave up the topic and closed the folder calmly: "OK, then do as you said."

"No, wait."

However, Tony himself had a new idea.

He opened his eyes with great interest, and suggested to Pep with a magical gaze and a little childlike innocence: "We're on top of this...here, how about putting a mascot on the top?"

"mascot?"

Pep asked in surprise, not quite understanding.

"Adding a little bear on the top can increase the affinity of the building, the kind you girls like..."

Tony leaned forward slightly, staring at Pep and slowly said one word at a time: "Cute, honest, yellow... Winnie the Pooh?"

"Please!" Pep laughed instantly.

She only knew that Tony had a son, but did not know the specific information about Pooh. She mistakenly thought that this was another alternative way of seeking peace from Tony, and sighed helplessly: "Tony, this is Stark Tower, not Disney! Actually! ...Actually, you don't have to do this on purpose anymore...Not long ago, Phil and I talked about some things..."

"Wait, who is Phil?"

Tony asked warily for a moment.

"Phil Coulson, well, that's the SHIELD agent you met and helped us."

Pep explained a sentence, and then continued: "He and I explained some things and nature about S.H.I.E.L.D....Although, I really don't want you to take risks! But, Tony, I'm trying to I understand, so I don't object so much now. Of course, the fact that you lied to me needs to be counted separately..."

"If someone tells you, do you believe it? Then, why don't you listen to me when I explain to you? Also, I don't remember what Coulson is. Is he a middle-aged man with a bald head, a fat man, and a rosacea?" Nian Luse?"

Tony slandered unhappily.

"Don't get angry! Phil is handsome, and he provided credible data and analysis, as well as sincerity... Forget it, you probably can't understand it. And... I don't believe you? After all, who is to blame?"

Pep responded unceremoniously: "You always think about it every time, which makes me confused and overwhelmed..."

"But there should be...exciting, exciting and interesting, right?"

"But, it's... so exciting, Tony!"

"Okay, I have something more exciting, do you want to try again." Tony stood up suddenly, opened the door of the office, and walked out.

In less than half a minute, in Pep's dazed eyes that didn't react, he suddenly pushed the door back in with a bunch of roses in his arms.

Then, he gracefully put the rose in front of Pep, and said in a suggestive tone: "Honey, tell your mother, how about you not going home tonight?"

"My God, Tony!" Pep couldn't help laughing out loud.

She reluctantly took the rose, put it on the desk, and sighed with emotion: "What gave you such a strong confidence that 'I'm not angry, I'm willing to reconcile with you as before'?"

Tony pursed his lips and thought about it solemnly: "Handsome, talented, rich?"

"Come on, there's also narcissism," Pep added.

"Yes, that's right, there is also narcissism." Tony curled his lips and repeated indifferently.

Then, he continued to smile indifferently and said: "So, beautiful Miss Potts, you are going to have dinner with a handsome, talented, rich... oh, and narcissistic handsome guy, reconcile, and live together again." An exciting evening?"

"No." Pep replied.

"What did the girl say? Did she say no?"

Tony feigned disbelief and yelled, "She's probably crazy for rejecting a super handsome guy."

"No, there is another possibility."

Pep abruptly slammed a large stack of documents on the table, and replied blankly: "This possibility is that her asshole boss pushed all the work to her. So, in 10 minutes, she will have to go to work." Don't fly to France overnight to handle official business."

"One day late, work won't run away. And, I swear, your asshole boss will never dare to deduct your wages."

Tony opened his eyes wide, openly encouraging his employees to be lazy, and said with an extremely serious expression.

"Stop it, Tony!"

Pep stood up angrily and amusedly, patted his head affectionately, lowered his head and kissed his forehead, and then jokingly said: "Well... Mom is going out, why don't you take care of the house?"

Tony continued to open his eyes wide, silently accusing her of 'cruelty'.

But Pep couldn't care less.

She hurriedly packed her things, stepped on high heels in a strong woman posture, dragged her suitcase and rushed out to catch the plane.

"Damnit!" Tony cursed sullenly.

In a terrible mood, he unhappily grabbed the bouquet of roses that was on the table and threw them all into the trash can.

the other end,

Pooh and Harry have been anxious for several days together, but the scary scene they imagined did not come.

That Tony-Iron Man-Mr. Stark, just like his sudden appearance, suddenly disappeared again.

In fact, Tony just intends to reappear shiningly after finding a way to get along with his son normally.

However, because he had many things to do, he was delayed.

And after waiting for a while, Pooh, who found that the other party was no longer bothering him, immediately felt relieved.

He also reassured Harry, who had always been worried, and said, "It's okay, maybe I have diverted my attention."

"I hope so," Harry replied not very optimistic.

Just at this time, the media began to report enthusiastically on the Stark Tower, which was gradually entering the completion period.

After careful study, Harry finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As the future heir of Osborn's enterprise, although Norman always dislikes him for not being a genius.

But in fact, Harry has never lacked commercial sensibility.

This time, it was just a few declarative news with unclear semantics, and he cleverly deduced most of the facts from them.

On this day, he threw a few newspapers on the coffee table in his living room, and explained to Pooh: "Stark must be busy with the later completion of this building. After all, after closing the weapons department, what is this?" The building will be an important showcase of Stark Industries in the energy industry. This is very important to him. If successful, Stark Industries will become a leader in the modern energy industry; but if it is not successful, although it will not hurt However, it will also fall into a crisis of trust, and the stock may have to plummet again. So, at least in a short period of time, we probably don’t have to worry about Tony Stark having that boring time and annoying you again.”

Since Norman is not at home all year round, he is very used to coming here to do homework in his spare time, and Pooh, who accompanied Harry by the way, after listening to this analysis, he couldn't help but picked up the newspapers and glanced at them CNBC.

"Uh...Although I don't know if it will be successful, but just looking at Mr. Stark's plans and ideas..."

He couldn't help sighing and said: "It's really talented."

"Don't tell me, your heart is moved."

Harry immediately slapped the newspaper in his hand on the table, and hinted in a tone that was half unconvinced but also secretly jealous: "I'm still young, and I will definitely be better than him in the future."

"Of course, yeah, of course I'm on your side."

Pooh agreed with little hesitation, "I trust you, Harry."

"You really think so, Pooh?"

Harry instantly brightened up.

He squinted his eyes, looked straight at him, curled his lips, and with a hint of a faint smile in his tone, he asked with a deliberately emphatic tone: "You really think so? Trust me? How much do you believe?"

Being stared at like this, Pooh felt blood rushing to his cheeks.

He knew that he was blushing, but he couldn't hide it at all, so he could only reply indiscriminately: "Uh... yes, trusting you, like... like trusting myself?"

Harry couldn't help laughing suddenly.

He stood up happily, stretched out his hands to press Pooh's shoulders, under his narrow gaze, slowly bent down, lowered his head and kissed him again.This time, it was a kiss like a dragonfly touching water, first the eyes, then the nose, and then the chin, after the kiss was unbearably itchy... then the lips.

During the whole process, Pooh didn't dare to move.

He has been trying his best to restrain himself without doing anything, but he feels that maybe his eyes have already revealed some strong emotions of longing, which has betrayed his own will and quietly leaked to the other party A secret that shouldn't have been revealed...

"Tell me, Pooh, who am I?" Harry whispered in his ear, his hot breath tickling it. .

"You..." Pooh forced a smile, turned his head slightly, and replied with a hoarse voice: "Are you stupid? Harry! Are you Harry or who?"

"It's true that I am Harry, but this time you have to remember."

Harry said in a very serious tone, "I'm your boyfriend now."

"fuck off, Harry!"

Pooh was cursing and laughing in disguise, turned away with embarrassment, and said in a hoarse voice, "Aren't you just kidding?"

Moreover, although I did want to have a boyfriend, but this word, for some reason, was slowly uttered by Harry, which inexplicably added a touch of ambiguous and charming feeling, which made people feel a little too nasty.

His whole face was burning hot because of these words, and he wanted to back away to avoid it, but because he was sitting on the sofa and being pressed by the shoulder by the other party, he couldn't back away for a while.The two maintained this posture, looking at each other silently, their eyes intertwined involuntarily, a kind of ancient and primitive emotion, as if in the body, a little bit of awakening, and then, ready to move again.

"Don't play dumb with me!" Harry threatened, word for word.

Pooh couldn't help biting his lower lip tightly, his heart was full of contradictions, but he also had a more intense desire.

Finally, after closing his eyes for a moment, he stretched out his arms in compromise, hugged Harry's neck, and said in a guilty tone, "I shouldn't have done this, really! Well, fuckit! It's all my fault, It was I who broke you."

"Damn it, shut up!" Harry bowed his head contentedly, and kissed him deeply.

Then, with a half-truthy laugh, he said, "Actually, you've only been wrong about one thing all this time, Pooh."

"What? What did I do wrong?" Pooh didn't expect the other party to say that, and Pooh was a little at a loss.

He couldn't help opening his brown eyes wide apprehensively, like a poor little bear who couldn't find any honey to eat.

Harry couldn't help laughing, and whispered softly in his ear, "you'."