Everyday life at Midtown High School

After the embarrassing dinner scene for all three of them, Tony decided to give Pooh some time to think and buffer.

Of course, this is also a little time for yourself.

After all, not all fathers are like him, encountering such a rare thing as "my son thinks I want to pick him up" which is rare in thousands of years.

At the same time, he decided to go back and overhaul his PR team.

These bastards who don't work for a paycheck!

Have they ever noticed?

Since when did my image have been smeared by the media gossip and tabloids and became the point where "flirtatious people are not limited to age and gender, if they are good-looking, they just want to have sex"?

It's just stupid!

the other end,

Iron Man is my dad!

Pooh murmured as if in a dream: "He just told me that he is my father!"

"Yes, yes, he said."

Harry leaned on the sofa with a dejected expression, lit a cigarette distractedly, and while gesturing with a gun, he put the cigarette in his mouth and said vaguely: "I still held a gun to his head , trying to threaten him to stay away from you."

"I never thought in my life that I would have a father!"

Pooh continued to sleepwalk and generally said.

"Now you don't have to think about it, you just have it."

"I have a father!"

"Don't be so ignorant of the world, and talk as if no one has it!"

"But that's Iron Man, a superhero, a billionaire!"

"Yes, it's your dad now!"

"Then I'm also the rich second generation?"

"Yes."

"and many more!"

Pooh suddenly remembered something, and asked anxiously: "With Mr. Stark's usual style, will I have a father and a hundred brothers at the same time?"

Harry puffed out a puff of smoke ring expressionlessly, held the cigarette between his fingers and slowly raised his head, pretending to be serious and replied: "The possibility...is relatively high."

"Oh, forget it then."

Pooh lost all energy for a moment.

He sighed and said, "I prefer to live a simple life. Iron Man is my dad? It doesn't feel real at all!"

"Whatever you want!" Harry said nonchalantly.

But his tone didn't fluctuate, and his expression was a little cold, obviously not in the mood.

Pooh couldn't help but sneak a glance at him.

Under the light, Harry was frowning, with a gloomy expression on his handsome face, as if he was angry with someone.

"Harry..." Thinking of what happened tonight, Pooh couldn't help but want to laugh, and after the joke was over, he wanted to please him again.

So he rubbed his face first, put away all his smiles, leaned over with a little embarrassment and coaxed in a low voice: "Today...your posture of drawing a gun is actually very handsome."

"Hmph, is that stupid?" said Harry, annoyed.

"How can you be stupid if you want to like me?" Pooh immediately laughed happily, and took the initiative to lean over to kiss me, with a slightly smug tone: "I'm so happy to find out that you like me so much."

But Harry obviously found it embarrassing and didn't want to talk to him.

"Harry, you just like me! Like me, like me, like me, what I like can't be separated from me..." Pooh suddenly became interested, lively like a puppy, jumped on him, tried to have fun, and kept making noises Kissing him indiscriminately, soon he couldn't ignore it anymore, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"I've had enough of you!" Harry grabbed his wrist angrily and laughingly: "What a big face!"

"As long as you like it." Pooh replied with a smile.

"... Say what you said just now!"

"What? Do you like me?"

"Don't play dumb! The one who praised me, hurry up!"

"Hahaha, how can you force others to say this?"

"Then tell me what you want!"

"Willingly, Harry Osborn is handsome! The most handsome!"

"It's almost there!"

"its mine."

"what?"

"No matter how handsome it is, it's mine!"

The two of them looked at each other, laughed, and left the real problems behind without any agreement, and lived happily in the world of two.

For Pooh, having a biological father come to him suddenly was already a very surprising thing in itself.

However, when the biological father turns out to be a billionaire plus a superhero, it completely loses its authenticity.

Long, long ago, Pooh also fantasized about what his father looked like.

In the ideal state, of course, it is a good guy like Steve, tall and strong, maybe a little conservative and old-fashioned, but honest and brave;

However, considering my mother's modeling career and past life circle...

For a while, he suspected that his father was probably...either a fellow male model, or a certain sissy designer.

Never thought it was Tony Stark?

Pooh was at a loss.

If it is an ordinary father who sincerely plans to recognize himself, he doesn't mind cultivating a father-son relationship, and he will be more than one relative in the future;

If you don't intend to recognize yourself at all, it's okay, just ask for some child support.Anyway, he is coming soon, and he has already passed the age where he still has to cry for his father.

But in an instant, a billionaire and a superhero came...

His usual sober mind was rarely hesitant, and he also became inexplicably uneasy.

"I really don't know what to do?"

During recess at school the next day, he and Peter chatted together: "Harry said everything is up to me. But I'm actually a little scared, it's Stark after all!"

"Harry's father is still Osborne."

Peter, who was shocked by the news at the beginning, showed extraordinary reason and calmness at this time.

He put on a look of indifference, shrugged his shoulders calmly, and seriously enlightened Pooh and said, "I think you may just be deluded by the authorities. In fact, the key to this matter is not what you want to do, but what you want to do. What does Mr. Stark want to do."

Pooh couldn't help but raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Although it's not very good to say that, if Mr. Stark wants to do something, you can't stop him at all."

Peter explained very cleverly: "This matter, don't you deny it? With Mr. Stark's popularity, as long as he speaks a few words to the reporter, I dare say, within 10 minutes, you will You will become a well-known figure in the whole country immediately. But in the same way, if Mr. Stark doesn't want to recognize you, even if you spread everywhere that you are his own son, no one will pay attention to you."

"So, you mean, I don't have to think about it at all, just wait for him to make arrangements?"

"Yes, trust Iron Man!"

"A bit passive, but what you say is damn right! Thank you, Peter." Pooh sighed.

"You're welcome." Peter smiled.

But as soon as he finished talking about the business, he immediately showed his true colors with great interest, and started talking happily: "You don't have to worry too much, this is actually a super cool thing! That's Iron Man! Mr. Stark is a super powerful What a genius! Think about it, if he is really nice to you, maybe you still have a chance to let him build you a steel armor and become a new generation of Little Iron Man."

Pooh silently looked forward to the future: "That's right...but forget about the armor. Maybe I can ask him for a shield from Captain America? I heard that Captain America's shield is also from Stark."

Peter smiled, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him intimately: "Yes, don't worry. Harry and I will always be with you, and everything will be fine."

Pooh glanced at Peter embarrassedly, feeling that his mind was really messed up by this matter.

Then, he took the initiative to change the subject and asked with concern: "By the way, Peter, what have you been up to lately? Harry and I haven't seen you for many days."

"I'm working on... uh, the regenerative potion in Osborne's laboratory."

Because he couldn't talk about Spider-Man, Peter scratched his head and brought up the 'regeneration potion' in a cover-up manner.

However, when the regenerative potion was mentioned, he couldn't help explaining excitedly: "Did I forget to tell you and Harry? Last night, Dr. Connors and I have achieved initial success in the regenerative potion. That one The mouse with the broken leg used in the experiment managed to grow a leg after being injected with the medicine. It is really amazing! Now, once we are sure that the medicine will remain harmless in the human body, we will be completely successful. The research and development of new medicines will be a boon for countless disabled patients..."

"That's great, Peter!" Pooh patted him hard, and said sincerely and happily, "You are only a high school student, but you are already going to be a researcher of new drugs. My God, I hurry up and find you Ask for more signatures, is there still time?"

"Don't make trouble, haha, Pooh! Dr. Connors is the main developer, I'm just assisting from the side, and..."

Peter blushed in embarrassment and said, "The potion still needs a long period of experimentation."

"Hasn't the experiment been done on mice?" Pooh asked casually.

"But people are not guinea pigs." Peter said with a smile: "A new drug must be harmless to the human body to be considered successful. Therefore, it is still very early before it is officially put into production, sales, and use."

"Make sure it's harmless to the human body?"

Norman Osborn looked at Dr. Connors in surprise, and said sarcastically, "Doctor, if you don't do it, you will never know whether it is harmless to the human body."

"The problem is that there are currently no volunteers to accept the experiment."

Dr. Conners defended: "We can't do experiments on people's eyesight medicine without their permission. This is immoral."

"Come on, stop playing your old-fashioned old ways, Connors."

Norman Osborn satirized coldly: "Do you know how much time and money you have already cost me? The military has issued an ultimatum, and we must come to a result! Besides, I don't have the patience now Keep waiting. So, don't tell me what's harmful and what's not. I don't listen to that. Think about it, when tobacco companies add nicotine to cigarettes, they also know that it is harmful. What's the use? You see, the world has been completely taken over by nicotine now. Don’t talk to me about those boring moral codes and codes of conduct, it’s useless here!”

"But, even if it's an experiment, where can we go to experiment?" Dr. Conners asked anxiously.

Norman thought about it and replied: "I remember, there is a Brooklyn Veteran's Hospital nearby..."

"They...they won't let us do experiments." Dr. Conners couldn't help but say.

"Then don't tell them, just say it's a flu shot, who cares?" Norman replied calmly.

Dr. Connors obviously didn't agree, but he didn't dare to refute Norman's opinion.

The atmosphere was a little stagnant for a while...

"Boss, the company received a call and needs you to deal with it now."

Norman Osborn's secretary suddenly walked in and said.

"Now? Over there at the company?"

Norman Osborn was slightly surprised: "Who is calling?"

"Mr. Stark, he wants to make an appointment for afternoon tea with you, and ask about your latest schedule?" Miss Secretary replied dutifully.

"Afternoon tea? Who? Stark? Is that Tony Stark?"

Norman Osborn showed an incredulous look: "What is he looking for me for? Has Osborn recently cooperated with Stark?"

The author has something to say: Don't rely on the plot of the original work, it must be different.