Which one is better if the officials are forced to die together [Comprehensive British and American]

"You don't have enough communication, and your friendship status is not good enough." Alexander pointed out this point pertinently, "As of now, you still don't have anyone you can contact frequently, and your last call record was more than a month ago. Superman Maybe there are enough friends, but with all due respect, master, Kal-El has too few friends."

Oh, here we go again, Carl thought.

Alexander is very concerned about his physical and mental health. Of course, this is understandable. As the only remaining Kryptonian in the entire universe, or a Kryptonian who does not live on Krypton but lives on Earth, no one knows whether he will He will suddenly suffer from some kind of strange cosmic disease one day in the future. In this uncertainty, it is absolutely necessary for Alexander to pay attention to his specific situation at all times.

In addition, he also paid a little attention to Karl's psychological condition.

Just a few years ago, when Karl had just obtained the ability to break through the dimension wall, including the time period when he just learned what kind of world he was in, his condition was not good at all.

But the housekeepers all saw it.

He knew everything, but kept the matter undisclosed.

Until today, Alexander finally felt able to talk about this matter with his young master: "Your adolescence was full of restlessness and restlessness, master, your situation was very bad at that time, and I was worried that you would be in a situation where you could not control yourself. Destroy this fragile planet in one fell swoop—if you really do this, you will feel extremely guilty when you calm down."

"I..." Carl hesitated to speak.

His emotions are a little confused, and his feelings are a little complicated.It's not that he doesn't want to share his ability. He trusts Alexander and believes that Alexander will believe him, but what he sees is too large and complicated to explain and express.

His butler shook his head slightly, stopping what Carl was about to say.

"I'm telling you this, not asking for anything, because I have nothing but your health and safety. I'm telling you this just because I know you always hope that you can do better." Alexander looked Karl, he smiled slightly, and Karl was almost taken aback by the emotion in the smile.

Alexander has always been very human, like the standard British gentleman, with stereotyped traces of restraint from head to toe all over his body.

His smile and movements are always just right.

But never, his emotions have never been so clear.

Under Carl's surprised eyes, Alexander said slowly: "I have always believed that you can do better."

——So, please take Karl immediately.Make more friends as Al.

Carl smiled, but was very at a loss inside.

As Superman, he naturally had some sort of talisman, not that that meant he was stronger, but that once he put on his uniform and took off his glasses, he had a very clear definition of who he was, and he Determine his position, he knows who he is in the vast universe.

He is a superman, he was born to protect the earth and human beings, he is the orphan of Krypton, the son of tomorrow, and he is the god on earth.

Carl.Who is Al?

Maybe he did need some socializing, or even if there was no socializing, he needed to do something as "Kal-El."

Clark also has the identity of a reporter and has written many excellent articles. In many worlds, he can also be regarded as one of the best contributors to the Daily Planet.

"Okay, Alexander, I'll listen to you." Thinking of this, Carl sighed, before officially appearing in public, some small warm-up activities are probably essential, "Is there any event that I need to participate in? Please don't be a company meeting."

"I think you know that it is certain that your TV series "Hannibal" won the award." The butler regained his perfect smile and suggested to Carl in a soft voice, "You can definitely go to the award ceremony , if you feel that the banquet after the ceremony is too noisy, you can also just attend the awards ceremony and talk to a few people you think you can communicate with in depth."

James was eating lunch when he got the call from Carl, and he was so surprised that he almost ate spaghetti in his nose when he learned that Carl had finally decided to attend the awards ceremony.

"Evil," Carl said on the other end of the phone. "Are you doing something weird James?"

"Of course there is no boss, I was scared by you." James quickly put down his phone, got rid of the spaghetti in his nose, and then quickly picked up the phone again, because he was afraid that Carl would suddenly change his mind, so he held back his nasal cavity and An uncomfortable feeling in the throat, "Have you made a decision? Everything is ready? Who are you going to walk the red carpet with?"

"Alexander," Carl said, "my brother, you have seen it."

Although Alexander was not his direct boss, James did meet Alexander a few times, the reclusive, low-key adopted son who, like the deceased old Al couples, did not like to appear in the media, and was rewarded by his unprincipled affection for Carl. James was impressed.

In fact, James himself cannot be said to have been recruited by Carl. Although he was indeed the person Carl wanted, it was Alexander who came to negotiate a contract with them in the end, and Alexander didn't care about their professionalism and professional skills at all. He only cared about one thing. .

"Let Carl have fun," said the man with the pleasant appearance. "If you make Carl unhappy, then we'll have to see each other in court."

——It is a speech that will be remembered for a lifetime.

James smiled dryly: "Yes, Carl, walking the red carpet with your brother is a good option, there will be no scandals, and I believe your brother will also block some malicious people for you. However, Do you feel that your brother is too protective of you?"

It's not James' conspiracy theory, but people like them who hang out in the big dye vat of Hollywood more or less know some secrets of wealthy families. In recent years, the affairs of the Al family have become the talk of many people. Alexander.Al is sincerely treating Karl well.

They're more inclined that Alexander is trying to turn Karl into a waste.

But it’s not a bad-hearted one, and it’s not a raising method that wants Karl to be abolished. After all, Karl doesn’t seem to have any traces of indulgence, drug use, or alcoholism. He has always been a self-willed but quite obedient image. Alexander's attitude towards him was more like pampering a little girl.

"It's okay." Carl said in a nonchalant tone.

Oh little boy, James thought with some pity in his heart, you have no power in your hands, all the wealth you have now was leaked to you by Alexander through your fingers, and yet you still trust Alexander so much and are addicted to you all day long mini game.

But in the final analysis, this matter has nothing to do with him, and a little mention is already for the sake of the young boss being a good person.Seeing that Carl had no intention of continuing what he said, James stopped the topic and explained some rules to Carl in detail.

Carl responded indiscriminately, and asked James with great interest: "What do you think of Allen and Ryan's performance?"

"...that's great." James replied after a second of silence, "I only gave them the script for the first season, but the atmosphere between them sometimes makes me feel that they already know what will happen next. It's developed. Boss, I have to say that you have a good eye for people, and their manager Jack has already publicized the fact that you have picked up a top actor from the street."

"Don't worry, James, this is a typical Hollywood story." Carl laughed, "Hollywood is full of legends."

On the day of the awards ceremony, Karl and Alexander made an appearance together.

Their car was very low-key, it was a black Maserati, and no one recognized the license plate when they first entered the arena, including James—but he had already guessed who was in the car, and everyone was very curious At that moment, he turned his head and whispered to the people in his crew: "This should be Kal-El."

In the next second, screams and flashes lit up the audience.

It has only been a year since Carl appeared in public, and people still have an impression of this young president. Among other things, his good looks are enough to make a large number of female fans miss him, not to mention he still has money; The person who got out of Karl also saw that Alexander got out of the driver's seat, walked quickly behind Karl, held Karl's shoulder, and recalled who Karl was.

Of course, inevitably, some people don't know who Carl and Alexander are at all, such as the fans who crowded both sides of the red carpet for their own fans.

Many of them looked around blankly when they were screaming at Karl and Alexander, and asked the people around who they were. "The helm of the Ayer Group" understands the behavior of the reporters frantically taking pictures and pushing past them, and also does not understand why these two people came to the Saturn Awards.

Claire is one of those people.

"Anna, don't call me Anna!" She had to yell at her best friend amidst the noise, "Why are you so excited?"

"Ahhhhh! That's Carl, Anna! Little Prince Karl!" Anna broke her voice, trembling with excitement, "It's Little Prince Karl!!"

Claire was even more confused: "What? Little Prince Karl? What does this mean?"

Carl waved to the cheering and clapping crowd around him, wearing a sparkling royal blue suit that matched his eyes, a diamond-studded bow tie, and hair hanging loose to hide his full forehead.

Originally, he was very young, not yet twenty, but this hairstyle made his age drop several notches.

He looks like a student still on campus, but he’s not the much-loved football captain, he’s not the campus darling, he doesn’t have that kind of smug demeanor, his smile isn’t flamboyant or exaggerated, and he doesn’t pose as he walks around. Forced to pretend to be chic, just clear, just brilliant, just calm.

The lights seemed to be aware of his unrestrained and cuteness, and they all gathered together, illuminating him gleamingly.

Alexander is very handsome, and even his demeanor that is sure to win is more in line with the aesthetics of the US emperor. His blond hair and blue eyes and the standard figure of a model can make designers all over the world willing to kneel and moan at his feet. He is as straight as a soldier His demeanor and his firm and steady actions are both synonymous with the standard Mr. Meidihao.

But when he stood beside Karl, he could only be reduced to a foil, like a loyal green leaf, like a needle holder behind a brooch, his eyes followed Karl, he used his body to block the excited crowd for Karl, he looked out There was scrutiny and vigilance in his eyes when he looked at him, but when he looked at Carl, my God, there was starlight and warmth in his eyes.

And Karl smiled sweetly in his support, and waved out to say hello.

That smile was so unscrupulous that it was almost arrogant, and he didn't realize what he had gained.

Claire was looking at Alexander. Like all Americans, she has the special complex of blonde and blue eyes, and she has a soft spot for this kind of mature and successful people.

Unlike Anna, Anna likes those beautiful androgynous men, or Tony.A sweet jerk like Stark.

But her eyes moved to Carl unconsciously.

After staring blankly for a long time, she couldn't figure out why Karl was so good-looking, but just thought in a daze, he really looks like a little star...

Blinking playfully, looking at how sweet and amiable it is.

But it hangs high in the sky, never to be reached.

However, this feeling was broken in the next second. Maybe Anna kept screaming "Little Prince Karl, look here, look here" was heard?Claire doubted this very much, but Carl actually looked over, tilted his body slightly because of the angle, and showed a little bit of teeth in a smile. Those royal blue eyes that could not be concealed by glasses reflected the lights of the audience.

He looked straight over, smiled and waved, "Hi."

This sound was drowned out in the screams and eager questioning of the reporters. Claire stared at him with wide eyes, and only turned her head in dismay until Carl was gone.

"Hey, Claire, what's wrong with you?" Taking advantage of a few unknown crew members walking by, Anna relaxed, lowered her voice and leaned into Claire's ear, "There was something wrong with you just now, what's wrong with you?"

Claire said, "I saw the stars fall..."

"Is it a shooting star? Is there a shooting star today?" Anna suddenly became nervous, "Damn it, I should look up and take a picture."

Claire ignored her and continued, "...I saw the stars fall around us."