Mutants' Daily Life [Comprehensive British and American]

Who is the name of the little curly-haired dwarf?

That night, Carlos was kicked out of the X academy by the angry friends.

Everyone voted unanimously: "If you have nothing to do, don't come back!"

Although the courses of the culinary school are actually boring and single compared with other colleges and universities, it can even be said that some basic courses are completely labor courses.

But Carlos and the Winter Soldier got along very well in this school.

The Winter Soldier had been injected with incomplete super soldier serum; although Carlos was usually a little useless, he was indeed a god.

This made the two of them far ahead of everyone in all kinds of boring basic skills, whether it was cutting vegetables or removing bones, and they even got the basic course exemption in advance, leaving the elementary class and entering the advanced class.

In addition, in the school, various activities are often held.

Usually it is to find a place to book a place. The teachers take the lead in making a big meal. When buying ingredients, they also take the students with them. As a practical teaching, let the students choose various fruits, cheeses and flowers...

Because the basic skills are ok, being surrounded by food every day, eating and drinking makes the Winter Soldier and Carlos feel as happy as heaven.

In just one month, their faces became round and round.

'This is the ideal life! '

With a big round face and a small round face hand in hand, Qi Qi sighed sincerely from the bottom of his heart.

However, after excluding the practical classes, their cultural classes seemed lacklustre.

What nutrition, restaurant management, food safety...

As a simple example,

For the Winter Soldier, his answer to nutrition is always: delicious food is nutrition!

As for food safety, for Carlos, the answer is always: What does the poison of mortals have to do with gods?

As for restaurant management, not to mention, neither of them seemed to plan to open a restaurant.

So, facing this kind of exam... Back then, the playboy in Brooklyn came back to the rivers and lakes. He got the knowledge points and key points of the exam from countless female classmates and even female teachers. Exam, fly back and forth at low altitude.

In his spare time, Carlos would ignore everyone's eyes and run back to the X Academy to do something, and then join in the excitement of the X-Men.

The Winter Soldier, on the other hand, occasionally helps Steve with SHIELD missions.

Compared with their "unremarkable" college life, the days of Captain America in the past and old-fashioned in the new era-Captain Steve Rogers are... a little turbulent every day.

Time moves forward a little.

On Steve's first day of school, he was very uncomfortable with the orientation activities of many clubs.A group of girls in suspender skirts were dancing hotly, and a group of students from the sports club showed their chests, showing their strong muscles, walking back and forth without shyness.

At that time, Steve couldn't help complaining to the Winter Soldier on the phone: "In our time, the miniskirt dancers created by Howard were enough to make people want to watch. But here, the good people's Girls can't wait to come out with only a small piece of cloth... and those men..."

The Winter Soldier was at a campus welcome party when he received the call.

While drinking a delicious cocktail made by a senior, he watched the strip show on the stage, smiling and applauding.

Steve on the other end felt something was wrong while talking: "Bucky, what are you doing over there? It sounds noisy?"

"Oh, I'm watching a striptease." Sergeant Barnes replied honestly, and even gave a wink to a beautiful girl, very chic and easy.

In this regard, Steve had to shut up and hang up the phone.

It can be seen that even old popsicles are usually divided into old popsicles with strong adaptability and old popsicles with weak adaptability.

As for Peter, although Carlos fell into a deep sleep, it caused him a psychological shadow for a while.

But the success of being admitted to MIT brought a glimmer of light to his bad mood. His uncle and aunt specially held a celebration party for him, and invited his good friends Mary Jane and Halios Book.

"I thought you were going to Columbia University with me." Harry looked a little gloomy.

He doesn't have too many good friends, Peter counts as one, Carlos counts as one, and Mary Jane can only count as half, but these two half-friends don't go to the same university with him...

"Er... Mr. Stark provided me with a bursary."

Peter said embarrassingly: "With the bursary, Uncle Ben and the others will have less burden."

Thinking of Peter's family situation, Harry's expression softened a little, but thinking of another friend——Carlos, he became upset for a while.

Because, Carlos wrote in the last reply to his email, 'I have too many lovers, I can't just satisfy you. '

When Harry saw this sentence, for the first time in his life, he really wanted to say 'fuck'.

But in general, it's a foregone conclusion.

Harry's life at Columbia University was very social.

He didn't come to university purely. As the heir to the Osborne family business, his father, Norman Osborn, didn't require him to have any outstanding academic achievements, but only asked him to make more useful friends. There are contacts in the business field.

Therefore, most of the time, he used the image of the heir to the Osborne family business, and he dealt with each other with the same kind of heirs who also belonged to various companies, and pretended to each other.

On the other side, Peter, at MIT, encountered a group of engineering geeks and weirdos.

But everyone is quite like-minded.Together, they are obsessed with the laboratory and all kinds of formula calculations that are like bibles every day. Occasionally, they are very quiet, and they play pranks together, spoofing the people in their own school, and also spoofing the Harvard "nerd" next door. They have fun every day. happy heart.

In his spare time, Peter maintains a nightly routine of visiting sleeping Carlos in his spider costume and helping others along the way.

Even after Carlos woke up later, he was still habitually wandering the streets of New York at night, kindly looking to see if anyone needed help.

During this period of time, he has begun to realize that the profession of a hero is not easy.

Maybe looking at the glamor on the surface, there are people cheering and applauding, but more, it is a heavy responsibility.

Peter was also distressed. He even thought that he would never use his superpowers and be an ordinary person like in the past.

But his keen facial features and unique spider sense make him unable to ignore those who are in danger, and he can't help but put on his uniform every time to help others.

Once you come and go, you can't stop.

So, "New York's good neighbor Spider-Man who wanders at night"; "Stark's bodyguard Iron Man who must appear in a big scene"; "Semi-official, occasionally performing tasks, Captain America who is caught by everyone's glimpse"; "All members have The superpowered, gang-operating masked 'X-Men' have grown into one of New York City's four biggest urban legends.

Therefore, among all Carlos's friends, the only one who did not hold a second job and was still serious and working hard to go to college was Peter's twin brother Eduardo.

Eduardo was studying meteorology when Peter and Carlos "saved New York and defeated the abomination"; when Carlos fell asleep for a week and Peter turned into Spider-Man to help others, he still used his free time to continue studying meteorology.

Then, two weeks after the official start of school, he successfully predicted fuel prices based on his understanding of the weather, speculated on oil futures, and quickly earned $30.

Today, he is trying to join an organization called the 'Phoenix Club', which has a long history at Harvard. The members of the club are all elites.

Obviously, Eduardo has a clear positioning for his future, to become a group of elites, or to be the best one even among the elites.

And that mere $30 was just a good start for Eduardo.

But at the weekend, in order to celebrate this victory, he insisted on pulling his best friend Mark Zuckerberg to have a big meal.

Then, he just ran into Carlos.

During the time when Carlos was sleeping, Peter didn't dare to tell Eduardo about those super powers and mutants, but just casually found reasons, saying that Carlos was too tired from playing games and staying up late a while ago.

Eduardo believed it to be true, and sent an email specifically, caring and telling Carlos a lot about "playing games requires moderation".

In fact, in his vague memory of childhood, he vaguely remembered that Carlos seemed to be different from normal people, but the time was too long, and it was really difficult for him to have confidence in his memory at that time.

After all, in his memory, Carlos had wings.But, 'It is impossible for a man to have wings.So... maybe a glorification of my memory?Or, just a bird wing prop?Many grown-ups like to let children role-play, and Carlos was born so beautiful, like a sweet little angel...'

He repeated this to himself in his heart many times, and he came and went again and again, and he actually took this as the truth.

And Peter doesn't intend to pull his ordinary brother into a world of superpowers and mutants.

This directly led to Eduardo's impression of Carlos, which has been maintained at the level of "a cute little brother".

When Eduardo saw him, he was standing at the door of the restaurant, looking back and forth.

To be honest, if he wasn't so good-looking and weird, the security guards would have taken him out a long time ago.

"Carlos, what are you doing?"

Eduardo walked over and asked.

"It's you, Eduardo, I just saw Warren come in with a woman..."

Carlos turned his head and said with a sullen expression.

"Uh... are you looking for that Warren for something?"

Edward asked in surprise.

"It's okay, but..."

Carlos replied confidently: "My younger brother wants to have a girlfriend, don't you need to report it to my elder brother in advance?"

Eduardo didn't know what to say for a moment.

Mark, who was next to him, couldn't help but speak quickly and sharply: "Of course not, he only needs to report to the Civil Affairs Bureau when necessary."

Carlos turned his head slowly like a zombie, with an unusually ugly expression: "Who is this little curly-haired dwarf?"

Although very inappropriate.

But Eduardo looked down at Carlos' little blond curly hair, then down at his friend's brown curly hair, and at the level of the two of them about the same height... Suddenly he burst out laughing.