Ai Puli won the undisputed No.1 in the competition.

Most of the participants in her group are mascots sent by various schools to accumulate experience for the competition a few years later.

The host of the organizer led a group of little bean dings to the stage, praised them decently, and began to present awards.Only the youngest group, except for the first and second winners, all contestants can get consolation prizes.

Ai Puli was mixed among a group of small peas of uneven height, and became the severely sunken piece.Standing with her peers, her height characteristics can be seen at a glance.

Dick applauded her from the audience. With a bright smile on his face, he proudly puffed up his chest to everyone who looked at him, "My daughter is on the stage."

"Yes, she is the shortest one."

Damian sat next to him, with veins throbbing on his forehead, he patted Jonathan who was sitting on his right, "Get up."

The latter is unknown.Out of trust in his partner, Jonathan stood up and was pushed aside by Damian.

Damian sat down unceremoniously in Jonathan's seat, a space between Dick and Dick.

Dick sighed gloomily, "I'm so sad, Little D."

"I'll send you the recording of her being the shortest." Damian threatened calmly.

"She doesn't care about that," Dick blinked. "Should."

Ai Puli happily trotted down with her winning certificate and chain supermarket shopping card.

Her pocket money has expanded to a remarkable number today, and the prize money for the winning prize will be deposited into Dick's bank card. Dick has agreed that he will help her open a bank account and transfer the money into her account.

Pocket money plus a shopping card is equal to various flavors of soda and potato chips. You can also invite Barbara, Stephanie and Cassandra to eat ice cream several times, and Peter's employment money is also guaranteed.

She sat down next to Dick.As a parent, Dick was mixed in the team of West City School, next to Jonathan and Damian who had changed places on purpose.

April graciously pulled a five-dollar note from the little frog purse Cassandra gave her, "I'm rich now, Dad."

Five dollars stuffed into Dick's palm, "Here's five dollars for you, you can use it to buy new flavors of cereal."

"Thank you for your thoughtfulness." Dick took the pocket money from his daughter, and the bill returned to its original home, "You are so generous."

He folded this Lincoln into a little heart and put it in the middle of his wallet, hiding it behind April's photo.

The organizers were speaking on stage, and April turned her head to look for her good roommate Morgan in the venue.

Morgan sat with the New York students, at the end of the line.

With her head down and her hands drooping, she should be typing on her mobile phone.The brown-haired girl was not in a good mood, and her brows were filled with irritability and depression.

Ai Puli was about to slide down from the theater chair in the auditorium, and was about to sneak over to find Morgan. She grabbed the hood of her sweater with one hand, like grabbing the nape of a kitten's fate.

"Ella," Dick smiled, "what are you going to do?"

Aprily said seriously, "I have very important things to do, Dad."

She gestured to draw a big circle, "It's a big deal to save the world."

"You don't have to worry about a tin can flying down from the sky and taking your good friend away," Dick said.

He mentioned it lightly, and slipped Apriliti back to his seat, "We discussed this with Stark last night."

The "we" obviously refers to several adults, as well as Spider-Man who was the first to investigate this case.

The reality facing Iron Man is that Morgan will inevitably encounter a similar situation in the future.

Tony Stark is one of the few superheroes who have made their identity public, and their family is under the eyes of the outside world.

As the daughter of Iron Man, Morgan can do anything in the future, be a scientist, a teacher, or a pilot.She can wear Tony's armor and be a firefighter if she wants.

But she must have the ability to protect herself.

Tony Stark will grow old one day, and no one can protect her forever.Not even Iron Man can build a vibranium mansion and let her live in it all her life.

The older man fell silent, and he wiped his face, acknowledging the fact.

Still, Morgan and April were too young to be involved in serious action.In response to this, the person who came up with the solution was unexpected.

Spider-Man raised his hand.

Front-line investigators only need Spider-Man alone. In the case of his lack of skills, the combination of Robin and Superboy is enough to handle everything.

Morgan and Ai Puli can act as a logistical role in this operation, connecting to the team's communication, understanding the situation on the scene through the cameras on their bodies, and providing support.

Someone in the Bat Family has rich experience in this job. During the existence of "Oracle", she was the most solid backing for everyone.

Barbara herself was not in New York, and Dick would take her place, teaching two practicum girls to become qualified volunteers.

It has to be said that this is an arrangement that can barely satisfy everyone.

Ai Puli pointed out the most critical issue, "Morgan and her father don't seem to be reconciled."

"It's complicated," Dick said, and he brought back Aprily, who was trying to escape again. "You should worry about yourself, baby, I never said I forgive you."

Ai Puli's eyes widened in shock, "You took my pocket money and folded it into a heart."

"It's actually raining in my heart." Dick smiled innocently and horribly, "We haven't finished our education class yesterday."

He actually still remembers this!

Ai Puli slumped weakly and limply on the theater chair, like a dehydrated jellyfish washed up on the beach.

"Strict adults become unpopular," she chided.

"No matter what, I have Bruce to help me to be at the bottom." Dick said, "Your protest is invalid. We don't accept the opinions of children under the age of seven."

Aprile is listless, with the last gleam of joy escaping from her, a little girl who loses a day of her wonderful childhood.

Jonathan sat between Dick and Damian and listened to the whole conversation between the father and daughter.

He turned around and whispered to Damian, "The two of them," making movements and winking, "are they really arguing?"

"It's a way of getting along that they figured out on their own."

Damian didn't really want to admit that he knew this group of people. He reluctantly moved his noble butt farther away, "At least it belongs to the category of effective communication. A is much more worry-free than you."

Jonathan looked strange.

Relying on the public, Damian couldn't punch him in the face. He said what he had been holding back for a long time, "... isn't the most worry-free person sitting in front of me?"

Thanks to Damian and Jonathan's self-sacrifice, April manages to escape her dad's nagging hell.

Morgan is still sitting in his seat and using his mobile phone to send messages, and now the second group of matches is going on on the court.There was no one she cared about in the second group, and all her attention was focused on that small screen.

She inherited her father's talent, but also her father's temper.

Tony and Morgan talked about last night's feud this morning, as April got up early to assemble for the contestants.

The dispute is over, and in fact the cold war that the dispute brought about is still going on.Morgan kept typing, deleting, and so on on the phone, and the dialogue between her and Tony still remained at last night.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. If you come to me again, I will delete you."

The little girl's threat was very naive, but the adults really didn't send any more messages.

Morgan began to feel uneasy.

Did she screw things up, did she do something wrong?

She felt a little frustrated, maybe she made her dad sad, that's why Tony stopped texting.

The Stark family rarely quarrels, and Morgan and Tony are more examples of good fathers and daughters.

The person who was at odds with his elders in his youth became a father and stepped into a position that he could not understand.He didn't want his daughter to have the same regrets as himself, so he took the trouble to tell her that he loved her.

That's why this dispute became so conspicuous, like a small black dot on a piece of white paper.

Morgan cuts out again, staring agonizedly at Tony's profile picture on the screen.

A shaggy head protruded from her left.

Ai Puli blinked her eyes, "Hi, I'm your caring little assistant Ella, do you have any troubles to tell me?"

Morgan was almost frightened by her, “Why are you here?”

Ai Puli cleared her throat solemnly, "I am your caring little assistant, of course I will be by your side."

She nimbly rolled over and sat on the chair next to Morgan, "Are you texting your dad?"

Just as Morgan was about to deny it, his blue eyes moved closer to her and stared at her without blinking.

She said subconsciously, "I don't know what to say."

To tell the truth, she was a little annoyed, "I think... I should apologize, but I don't think I did anything wrong, and I don't want to stay at home all the time."

She kicked the toe of her leather shoes. "I just thought he might be a little sad. I don't want to make him sad."

"It's easy to solve," Ai Puli nodded seriously, "you just need to make him happy!"

"But it's hard to coax someone." Morgan frowned.

"It's not difficult," April said confidently, "I can teach you."

Somewhere in a donut shop in New York, the famous Iron Man is standing in the middle of the line wearing armor.

After having a daughter, he seldom appeared in public in such a high-profile way, and such trivial matters as queuing up could be left to his close friend Happy.

But the box of donuts that is about to arrive in his hands has a different meaning. It is a gift to coax the little princess.

Tony believes in expressing his emotions frankly in his daughter's family education, and his daughter cannot live in the worry of doubting that she is not loved.

There should be no overnight feud between father and daughter.Today's competition is over in 10 minutes, and he can just pick up Morgan with donuts and take her and her friends to dinner.

The one in front of him backed away with the bag, and it was Tony's turn.

He skillfully ordered several flavors that he and Morgan liked, and received a message from Morgan when the clerk helped him pack the bag.

"Dad, didn't your mom discover the snacks you hid in the cupboard last week?"

"I ate them all."

"sorry."

A crying emoji.

Tony's face was heavy, he slowly put down his phone, and stared at the inexplicable clerk.

"Sorry, I don't have any more donuts."

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth, "Help me pack it up, I want a box that is exactly the same."

"By the way, do you have mustard here?"

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