[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

Sitting blankly in front of his dressing table, Aerys glanced briefly at the cabinet in front of him with erratic eyes.

It looked like a storage cabinet that could hold things very well, and there were many small red, blue and blue bottles in it. She looked at it for a while, but still didn't know which one to pick up.

The days in Wayne Manor were much more leisurely than ever before.

Everyday, trivial, and the tranquility in the ordinary always have a charm that makes people indulge in it.

After that day, she didn't see Bruce very many times, but the younger Dick was always dangling in front of her eyes.Pulled to his training ground by teenage Robin for the first time, Aerys was well stunned speechless.

She stayed in the rest area below, and watched the young Robin flipping and leaping without any protective measures on a palm-wide platform. Judging from his relaxed and casual expression, this was just a warm-up that he had gone through thousands of times. only games.

The height above the ground made the girl feel trembling on her legs, even with golden fingers on her body.

The ensuing shooting, fighting, and somatosensory training made Iris understand why this boy who was two or three years younger than her could be recognized as an assistant recognized by Batman.

Hearing her exclamation, Dick didn't say a word, but silently took the girl's hand and led her for a trot all the way. Finally, the two of them stopped at the door of the young Robin's room.

Along the way, Aerys was still wondering why he suddenly became quiet when his talkative attribute was full.

All bedrooms are well-lit, bright sunlight shines in through the windows, and there is a unique warm atmosphere in the room.Unexpectedly, the young Robin's house is not the casual and unrestrained appearance that Iris imagined. The neat solid wood style is well integrated with the whole house.

There are some reference materials neatly stacked on the desk.

While she was still looking at it casually, Dick dragged out a storage box from under the bed.

The young Robin signaled that this is what he wanted to show her, so Iris took a closer look, and almost half of it was filled with newspapers and leaflets that seemed to be a few years ago. I saw the word "circus" immediately.

She carefully picked up a newspaper with yellowed edges, and soon Aerys couldn't stop laughing.

The 'news' in the first newspaper was the death of Dick Grayson's parents, and the accompanying black and white photo showed the crying boy in front of him.

The various newspapers or leaflets that followed were almost all earlier reports and interviews, together with photos, Dick commemorated them in this way, and Iris read it with complicated eyes.

In addition to these, there are other things, such as the report card of the young Robin's physical fitness test.

Or a small number of diagnosis sheets issued by only two hospitals.

"Well, so if you want to gain something, you will lose something accordingly." At some point, he sorted out the box full of things again, "In order to become Robin, when I first started training, all I thought about was Hate."

"But does that work?" He looked into Aerys' same blue eyes, and the relief filled them made Aerys more sad than the nostalgia, "It won't make my parents die from the pool of blood." stand up."

"So now I can continue all the training, just for Bruce." He winked at Aerys at this point, "He's too tired, being the only guardian of Gotham."

"Of course there is Grandpa Alfred, he is always worried about Bruce going out at night, and after I pass Bruce's test, he will also worry about me."

"Well, I have to add you now, Iris." The young Robin said the last sentence while looking at the fine weather outside the window.

"I will protect you, my sister."

"Why are you talking so provocatively!"

Dick listened in astonishment to the sound of flipping papers behind him.

He turned to see Aerys sitting in his seat, picking up a pen and writing the test questions on the paper.

"It seems that the serious ability training will take a few days before Bruce will arrange it for me." The pride in her tone made Dick feel very worried, "But I can still help you with your math homework. .”

As a flower grower who has received a nine-year compulsory education, Iris can guarantee this with a pat on her chest.

Not long after, maybe a few minutes later, the young Robin widened his already big eyes.

"Sister qaq! You are my own sister! Hurry up and help me write all the papers!"

Although Bruce can't be seen in Wayne Manor in normal times, he must show up on time for dinner every day.

"Master Bruce finally has the consciousness to eat on time during this time." In front of Iris and Dick, Alfred said with tears in his eyes, "I really hope you are so punctual at noon."

"I also have a company to manage." After swallowing the food in his mouth, Bruce said slowly, "Besides, I have a good lunch."

"Yes, yes." He added another spoonful of soup to Iris's bowl, in exchange for a grateful and troubled look from the girl, "but you haven't touched your lunch today, have you?"

"Are you even monitoring and archiving my daily diet?" Bruce said speechlessly when he heard this, and the meaning of acknowledgment in the language made Iris and Dick present raised their two little heads that were buried in their meals.

"Let me just say that your lunch today was prepared by Miss Iris and Master Dick together."

"Hey, Bruce, I misread you." / "Hey, that's what we wanted, Batman!"

"Why didn't you remind me?" Bruce rubbed his temples with a headache when he heard the shouts from the left and right. He couldn't help looking at the housekeeper who was watching the show, and complained.

"To teach you a lesson, Master Bruce." Alfred smiled at the two children. "In the future, there will be handwriting from the two young masters from time to time. I hope you can eat on time."

Such a special Chiguoguo threat method is probably unique to the Wayne family, and there is no semicolon.

Steve does a variety of moves that are easy for him on his gym equipment.

It's just that most of the people who come and go don't come to see his public coaching skills.

Nonsense, standard fitness training, as much as you want on the Internet, other trainers in this gym can obviously teach these things.But in these ordinary gyms, can you see such a handsome, gentle and handsome guy with a good figure [mark the key point] showing his masculine charm so seriously!

Not only the female customers who come and go will be attracted by Steve, even some male employees who come here to keep their figure can't help but be shocked by Captain America's good figure, and then secretly handle this Personal training sessions at the gym.

Cough, which man's dream doesn't mean that he can give people a sense of strength and security!

In fact, Captain America was not happy at first.

But this career was indeed his own choice, and after consciously or unconsciously persuading the agents of the same team, he still accepted and moved his daily training to this public gym.

After all, in order to maintain the apparent reliability of his identity, he must go to his nominal workplace.

Of course, training with greater intensity and higher equipment requirements is still carried out in the S.H.I.E.L.D. mansion, and the gym is just an ordinary activity, at least Steve himself thinks so.

But just because of his joining, the daily income of this gym suddenly doubled several times.

The 'fans' who came here especially made this old Popsicle, who was not used to the open atmosphere of the current era, a little at a loss.

Steve even misses Tony a little bit, the Iron Man who has been laughing at him for being old-fashioned and not open-minded at all.After every time he said this in his mouth, he would always think of a way to change the little trouble Captain America encountered.

For example, the microwave oven in his home was transformed by the young Stark into an upgraded version that can solve all heating problems with just one button, the fool microwave oven.

Not responding to the manager's invitation to try to get him to stay for a few more hours, Steve hurriedly left the fitness club through the side door, which made him feel a little inexplicably scared.

"Bruce Wayne's charity gala?" He nodded slightly as he watched the publicity reports on the street screens.

People who come and go can see this news when they look up, and people's comments on this information are mixed.

Even though Howard Stark told him about the gains and losses in these charity activities long ago, Captain America has a good impression of these acts of kindness.

Just as he was about to take his own steps, Steve was stopped by the news reported on the screen.

As the subject being photographed, the girl still seemed a little restrained. It was probably the first time she did this kind of interview, and it was difficult for her to focus her eyes on the photographer's lens.

The textbook-like smile showed her nervousness even more. Under the reminder of the boy wearing the same style beside her, the girl pursed her lips, and then her helpless expression was a little sincere.

"Captain, we have news." The joyful voice of his team members came from the wireless embedded earphones, temporarily pulling Steve back from his thoughts.

He listened to their report, and turned into a side alley as soon as he turned his feet.Only then did Captain America press the hidden device button on the watch, and the instantly projected screen contained richer and more detailed information.

"Miss Noel was lucky enough to be adopted by Bruce Wayne after the previous Arkham incident."

"We are in the process of contacting Mr. Wayne's assistant to make an appointment for us to meet."

"Well, just do it."

After only one word, Steve felt something was wrong.

The sound and movement of the bullet being loaded made his body react much faster than his ears could.

Kankan dodged a cold shot in the dark, and his azure eyes locked on the person who attacked him.

Even if he doesn't have a good weapon by his side, Captain America is not an easy character to mess with. What's more, does he need to use his shield to deal with a few gangsters?

After a few close shots, he effectively dodged all the bullets with a nimble step, and a shoulder fall disabled the gangster who had been trying to knock him down with a gun.

Steve's fist came faster than the speed of the people behind him drawing their guns. The sheer force of the muscle explosion made those who were firmly attacked by him have no second chance to get up.

After he knocked down the thugs around him, he realized that he had faintly heard that the leader who was giving orders had already run away under the cover of his subordinates.

Steve looked indifferently at the moaning gangster lying on the ground. He only told the team members on the other end of the headset to call the police, and then planned to catch up.

The next second, before he could leave the spot, the leader holding the important suitcase was kicked out of the alley at the other end.

Every city has its guardian, doesn't it?

Seeing the boy Robin's strange dress and what he did, Captain America compared the boy in front of him with the previous information.

Batman's assistant?He is also a reliable little guy.

"Be careful!" Dick also turned to look at this young man who seemed to have bumped into a gang deal and shot with passion, but he found the sniper hidden on the high-rise building with his eyes fixed.

The sound of piercing through the air could not be hidden from Steve, but before he could dodge, the bullets from the sniper rifle seemed to bypass him, and the bullet holes directly appeared on the wall opposite him. There was also the smell of gunpowder smoke.

Appearing in the window above the young Robin, the girl was not fully dressed like Dick, she just hurriedly covered her face with big sunglasses and hid her entire head under the hood of her sweatshirt.

"You're lucky!" Captain America dotingly looked at this young hero who raised his chin proudly, but actually gave him a sigh of relief for his escape. Young people always have their vitality.

He is also quite happy to see the success of the development of the next generation of superheroes.

"It depends on the place to act bravely." Seeing that the matter was settled, Dick opened his mouth casually, "You are not a native of Gotham at first sight."

"Well, yes, I'm from New York." Steve said mildly, his goal had come his way, and it wasn't his style to pass up an opportunity. "I don't really understand... the folk customs of Gotham."

"Then you'd better be careful." Hearing this, Dick reminded him earnestly, "Especially at night, if you have nothing important to do, don't go out."

Aerys stood upstairs, listening convulsively to their conversation.

Dick, do you know who you're talking to?

I also saw Captain America's full set of comic books on your shelf two days ago!

"Okay." Steve couldn't help but laugh at the boy's words.

He watched the movement of the two about to leave and sighed.

"Long time no see, Iris."

The author has something to say: There seems to be nothing wrong with the old-fashioned hero saving the beauty!

Next, continue to be sweet every day!