[Zhongyingmei] My students are not right

So, before the people arranged by Jarvis in Tony Stark's mouth came, the people in Dr. Bruce Banner's laboratory first ate Kowalski's bread, and Claire, who was full, had a dignified posture Sitting aside, he glanced at the people who were eating bread, from left to right.

Tony Stark, the boss of the deadly consortium with caramel eyes, and Steve Rogers, the second male model of "Louis XIII's Secret" with blond hair and blue eyes and a strong figure, Captain America, Steve Rogers, the red-haired, enchanting, black-clothed, tight-fitting and handsome black man. Widow Natasha Romanov.

These three are regulars on TV. During the few days when Claire stayed at home and watched TV, she frequently saw them on camera, accompanied by the exclamation of the New York TV reporter, and the buildings or cars that were blown up.

They are all Avengers superheroes.

And her cousin, Dr. Bruce Banner, didn't eat the bread, but walked out from the operating table in the middle, took off the rubber gloves on his hands, and with a tired smile on his face, he approached Claire, While saying: "Claire, long time no see."

Claire smiled at him: "Long time no see, Bruce, do you want some supper?"

Bruce shook his head, opened the small refrigerator in the corner, took out a bottle of mineral water, raised his head and poured it down his throat. Tony finished eating the bread in his hand, put one hand on the back of the sofa, looked sideways at him, and said: "Doctor, we have divided up the apple pie brought by Ms. Carly. If you don't eat Miss Claire's bread, I won't keep it for you."

"You guys eat, I'm not hungry now, and I haven't finished my work yet." Bruce said, put down the mineral water bottle, nodded to Claire and Aunt Carly, and walked back to the operating room.

Tony shrugged, looked at Claire and Aunt Carly who were sitting opposite, and said, "The doctor is like this when he is working."

"That's why I am very worried." Aunt Carly sighed, "But I didn't expect that the Stark Group would inject funds into his research institute, and..." She looked at Steve and Na on the other side. Tasha, "The Avengers are coming too."

Tony touched his nose and said, "Actually, the reason why the Avengers came here is to protect the doctor."

As soon as he started, Aunt Carrie's grip on Claire's arm tightened a little.

"Please rest assured, Ms. Carly." Tony raised his hands and made a downward movement, "It is precisely because Captain America and Black Widow are here that you should be more at ease."

Claire looked at Steve and Natasha, and thought of the bombed-out buildings and cars that served as the background of their pictures on TV.

She was even more worried.

"It seems that Miss Clare is still very suspicious." Tony smiled, "Please rest assured, the doctor is not studying the anti-government armed forces, nor is he being coerced by the Avengers. He is doing good deeds, benefiting the country and the people, everything It's for the future of mankind." He looked at Steve and said, "This is guaranteed by our captain."

Forced to join the conversation, Steve coughed, thought for a while, and finally just nodded and said, "It's true."

He has a serious face and a firm tone. When he said this, his whole body was full of majestic and upright temperament. Claire was stunned, always feeling that this person would never lie, and in his heart he wanted to strip his clothes off. Guang apologized as he walked down the catwalk in sexy boxers with big wings on his back.

"Well, since Captain America has said so." Aunt Carly put down her hand that was tightly clutching Claire's arm, and did not look at the red marks on Claire's arm. She quickly resumed her usual graceful posture and nodded for herself. Gently held a cigarette between his fingers, "Then, can Mr. Stark tell me what Bruce is doing now?"

"I can only say that it has something to do with the Sentinel robot," Tony replied.

Sentry robots?

Claire frowned slightly. She had read a related newspaper at the station newsstand outside Xavier School, saying that it was the killer of mutants, but that newspaper was more than a year ago. It was in Krakow, Egypt Rick had said that all his companions had been arrested, so after seeing the newspaper, she assumed it was the Sentinels.

And Aunt Carly shook the soot, wondering: "Sentry robot?"

"Yes, the sentinel robot is a product of Trask Industries." Tony nodded, "More than a year ago, Bolivar Trask presented his research to Congress, and proposed that he need funds for mass production, so as to The goal of exterminating mutants was achieved, but Congress did not approve it at the time, and the Sentinel Project soon disappeared, Ms. Carly, if you don’t read newspapers and news often, you don’t know it’s normal.”

"Slaughter mutants?" Aunt Carly straightened up, pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray, and said in disbelief, "Why do you want to slaughter mutants? Aren't mutants human too?"

"Obviously many people don't think so." Natasha said on the side, "In fact, when Trask put forward the idea in Congress, he said that mutants are different from humans, and they are a kind of ebb and flow. relationship, when there are more and more mutants, human beings will become extinct, so for the long-term survival of human beings, mutants must be eliminated.”

"It's really..." Aunt Carly let out a breath, "a chilling plan."

She lay back on the sofa, turned her head sideways, looked at Claire, and gently stroked Claire's soft blond hair.

Claire knew that Aunt Carly was a mutant and she was a wizard. They are also a minority group, and they all have powers unknown to humans. Mutants and wizards are still very similar in a certain way. Today, humans use butcher knives Targeting mutants, it is hard to guarantee that one day humans will discover the existence of wizards, and then start slaughtering wizards.

She smiled at Aunt Carly.

Aunt Carly shook her head: "Fortunately, this plan has been shelved."

"But it has been restarted." Tony said, "The mutants committed Magneto again and were arrested. In order to catch him, ia suffered heavy losses. Trask changed the object of lobbying from Congress to the president, and brought it back in ia with his own eyes. The president, who saw the terrifying power of mutants in the video, agreed to the restart of the Sentinel project."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the position of the operating room, and said, "What the doctor is doing now is related to the Sentinel project."

Claire nodded after listening, and asked, "So what do the S.H.I.E.L.D.s think?"

"Full support for the president." Tony smiled.

"What about you?" Claire asked again.

The smile in Tony's eyes grew stronger, but he didn't speak.

Seeing him like this, Claire probably guessed what the group of avengers were thinking. She put her arms around Aunt Carly and said softly: "Don't worry, auntie, my cousin is indeed doing good things that benefit the country and the people. Go rest first, and drive back tomorrow morning."

Aunt Carly nodded, and was supported by Claire to get up from the sofa. Before Claire left, she asked the three of them if they wanted bread. Steve and Natasha shook their heads, while Tony raised his eyebrows. He took out another donut from the suitcase, and when he met Natasha's gaze, he said innocently, "I left it for Dr. Banner, definitely not for myself."

Claire thought of the scene when she saw Iron Man on TV for the first time, and thought of the Hulk who easily rescued the New York TV reporter in the hurricane, and asked casually before opening the door: "Hulk didn't come to protect Bruce?"

"..."

Her answer was the silence of the three of them.

Claire didn't care, but held the doorknob and opened the door of the research room, but the door was not as empty as she imagined, a teenager in red and blue tights was raising one hand to knock on the door, and the other hand was holding a A plastic bag filled with several lunch boxes.

There were three people, separated by a door frame, two of them were in a daze, the one outside was wearing a hood and couldn't see his expression, but it was probably not far from the expressions of Claire and Aunt Carly.

Claire looked at the color of the boy's tights and the black spider pattern on his chest, and blinked: "Spiderman also delivers food?"

"Ah?" The voice through the hood was a very pleasant young boy's voice. He was puzzled at first, and then a little flustered, "No, no...Mr. Jarvis arranged for me to deliver something to you, Mr. Stark..."

Claire looked suspiciously at this young man who should be no more than sixteen or seventeen years old in stature. Thinking of the riot on the Kennedy Bridge in the morning, she always felt even more worried.

Early the next morning, Claire and Aunt Carly drove from the Institute to West Chester.

Bruce stayed in his research room until morning, and then rushed to wash up and send his mother and cousin off. He looked very tired, but he didn't say much about his research, and remained silent as usual. But after Aunt Carly and Claire got into the car, he said through the cab window, "I ate the apple pie you baked."

Aunt Carly was stunned for a moment, but then she heard him say: "I still want to eat the durian pancake you made. I will go back to West Chester after this research is over."

Aunt Carly nodded with a smile: "Okay."

When the car drove on the road out of the city, Claire smiled and said, "Who said Bruce can't talk, and he can make you happy without saying a word?"

"Mothers are like this. You will know when you become a mother." Aunt Carly gave her a look and turned on the switch of the car stereo.

Aunt Carly's favorite George Strait was still on the stereo. Claire had taken her car a few times and had already listened to this country singer's song for a round. As soon as the prelude to this song started, Claire knew it was "irssy heart".

It was Aunt Carly's favorite song, and her favorite song wasn't the music but the words.

"To illysbetheiralethattakesylifeplete."

Aunt Carly's only marriage was not happy. Her husband was alcoholic and violent. The only thing she had was Bruce and Claire who was sent to her. She devoted all her affection to these two children, from the age of 30 After losing her husband, she never remarried.

For her, this song is not quite like love, but rather like telling her child about her mother's love.

Claire lowered the car window, and the wind blew her hair from the sideburns. She reached out and brushed the messy hair behind her ears, looked out the window at the still charming road scenery in the suburbs of New York, and saw a dark Honda in the rearview mirror.

The driver of the Honda is probably not an experienced driver, the car was driving crookedly.

Claire watched it for a while and then turned her head. Aunt Carly was singing the lyrics along with the music, while Elena was in the back row digging into the plastic bag that Aunt Carly brought.

"Aunt, have you bought anything yet?" Claire asked.

"Bought some for you." Aunt Carly said while turning the steering wheel, "You are so old, and you don't even prepare the essential things, so I have to buy them for you."

Claire blinked: "What is essential?"

Aunt Carly gave her a sideways look. "Tampons."

Claire: "..."

She widened her eyes, and was about to say that she had that thing, when she suddenly thought that her menstruation seemed to be delayed for a long time, but she still hasn't come yet.

Suddenly there was an ominous premonition in her mind, similar to what her former classmate and current divination professor Trelawney once said in a mysterious tone, the feeling of seeing her future in a crystal ball.

The next moment, their car was hit by something, and she leaned forward uncontrollably. Before her head hit the glass, she hurriedly chanted a spell. on the water.She reacted quickly, took off her seat belt, patted Aunt Carly who hadn't recovered from the shock, and hurriedly opened the door and got out of the car.

The roads in the suburbs of New York were empty, except for a black Honda following Aunt Carly's sky-blue Beetle, but the front of the black Honda was sunk in the dented rear of the Beetle.

This is a tailgating incident.

— Claire learned the ranking from TV.

The perpetrator was a middle-aged man in his prime. He was wearing a khaki leather jacket. His black hair was slightly raised on both sides of his head, like cat ears. With a full beard and a vicious look, he opened the car door cursingly, stepped out of the car, and said, "Sorry, I haven't driven this kind of car for a long time..."

His words suddenly stopped when he saw Claire, then he frowned and took a few steps closer to Claire: "Are you... Ms. Lagerfeld?"

"You know me?" Claire searched in her mind and confirmed that she had never seen this man before.

"I'm sorry for hitting your car." The man said, "But you have to believe that your son and I will become good friends in the future, so..."

"..." Claire almost turned into the famous painting "The Scream", son?What the hell is that?

"It's true, I didn't lie to you, I also know that you are a wizard, you can cook delicious dishes with a magic wand, and your fried eggs are the most delicious in the world." The man awkwardly squeezed out a smile, It looked vicious.

Claire said blankly, "How do you know I'm a wizard?"

"Your future son said it." The man replied, "Seeing that I am a good friend with your future son, and I have even been his teacher, so can you please give me a ride to Sitges?" Special?"

Claire: "..."

enough!Don't mention your son!

The fear of being dominated by Trelawney's crystal ball is back!

She restrained her urge to growl, and said blankly: "Before taking you to West Chester, shouldn't we figure out the issue of compensation first?"

That man: "..."