[Comprehensive British and American] No.1 grid

"I thought you must have more experience than me to agree to it anyway."

Countless lights are focused on the banquet hall on the top floor of this high-rise building, which is made to look like daytime.

Iris, who was wearing an evening gown, carefully lifted her skirt. The carefully customized makeup made her look young and attractive, and her reddish face made the guests who came and went smiled knowingly, so as not to disturb this looking girl. Already very shy girl.

"I...how could I have this kind of party experience?" The voice was also lowered, and the steady voice of the bass did not mean that Steve's heart was calm, on the contrary, he kept recalling his past self The evening parties he had attended made him even more nervous.

The person who is rich in the relationship with the opposite sex has never been him since he was a child.

Thinking of the time when I joined the army, even at the party, everyone, regardless of men and women, wore military uniforms, and the uniforms were all the same standard, and there was no difference at all.In the dim light, a symphony was played in the temporarily cleared command hall. Men and women brought up their friends or comrades-in-arms, and it made no difference whether they could dance or not.

What they enjoy is that moment of peace and relaxation.

However, neither he nor Iris had the experience of being the protagonists in such a resplendent banquet hall.

Steve racked his brains, remembering the few times he'd been coaxed into attending Stark's parties, all of Tony's ease.

Well, none of it suits him.

Hearing that Master Wayne was able to give a speech as he wished while being watched by Huan Huan, he laughed and laughed generously with the visitors at the scene to set off the atmosphere. The two looked at each other and took a deep breath to calm down. nervous mood.

Fingers intertwined, caressing the warm skin.

"Why so suddenly?"

With his free hand, he gently placed it on top of the girl's head.The slicked-back black hair felt great, with slightly tousled strands falling over her shoulders.

Steve watched the girl aggrieved by his actions, blue eyes full of accusations.

Aerys looked up at him in surprise, the side face of the other side so close that both of them couldn't bear to break the silent yet charming atmosphere.

It wasn't until a little sweet cream dripped from the ice cream in Steve's hands that they each took a step back as if awakened from a dream.

"Iris?"

The belated boy Robin did not miss this scene.

"He is?" The girl is not in the state, but it does not mean that Dick will forget his own identity that he must maintain at all times. The distance is just right, the tone is gentle, and the white shirt and black trousers are the most common styles on campus. Some people will definitely think that he is the kind of good student that the teacher said.

"Oh, he's my former friend, Chris." The young Robin raised his eyebrows obviously because he had just regained his composure. "We haven't met for a long time, so I was a little surprised."

"Chris, Chris Rogers, nice to meet you, Mr. Grayson." After being poked by Iris's finger behind his back, he patted her shoulder reassuringly, and shook her inadvertently Little finger, greeted Dick.

"Mr. Rogers, I'm glad to meet you too." With a seemingly indifferent appearance, Dick remembered the man who appeared with Iris several times in a row.

"What you said just now..."

Steve tried to change the situation that had seemed a bit cold since the two greeted each other.

"Don't you still want to reject me?" After interrupted by the young Robin, Iris eased her somewhat desperate emotions.

"That's not what I meant." Looking at her, the gloomy expression in her eyes was no longer there, but Steve was compromised by the girl's weak threatening words, and the refusal on his lips changed into another Sample.

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

Dick held Iris' arm and watched the man leave. When Iris turned his head, his eyes narrowed.

For some reason, he felt a slight hostility towards this man who had only met twice.

"Are you holding tight?" Aerys took the trouble to ask many times for the last confirmation, and then rubbed his slightly sweaty palms worriedly.

"Of course." Compared with her nervousness, the young Robin seemed to be leisurely and casual.

"Who is the one who may be at risk!" Saying so, the part of her eyes that is focused is gradually deepening, and from time to time, blue mist-like energy will come from her pupils. Show a little.

"Me." Seeing Iris' performance like this, Dick knew that she was already serious, so he also calculated all the spare equipment for avoiding danger in his heart again.

Of course, his confidence stems from his full preparation.

Very well, the place where they landed was the corridor connected to the restaurant, and they were just in time to catch the butler's afternoon tea.

"To be honest, I actually wanted to go to Bruce's garage just now." Iris mumbled as he snatched a small biscuit cooked by Alfred himself from Dick's quick hands.Cracking and chewing on the cookie, no one in the Wayne family could resist its charm.

"Batman's garage!" Dick's eyes lit up, God knows how much he likes those handsome cars, "From the perspective of the plane position, you are right."

He stepped on the floor twice slightly, and it seemed that Dick could feel the attractive bodies of these excellent vehicles from a distance of several floors.

"However, judging by the vertical standard, it's not even a star." She shook her head in frustration, ah, the dessert is over, what's the point of life!

"Don't give up!" The young Robin saw that she seemed to want to give up this great and challenging idea, and hurried to Iris's side, trying to comfort her from various angles, "It's just up and down coordinates, more practice will definitely make it !"

"Have you finished your homework?" Listening to Dick's seductive teenage voice, she resisted this and threw a bomb that no student could calm down.

Just at this time, the housekeeper who gave him the details of his studies quietly stood behind Dick.

The young Robin who suffered a double blow could only hold tears, and ran to the room to fall in love with his homeworkers.

Iris' gloating expression didn't last long, and Alfred's words gave way to all her arrangements.

"Miss Iris, you can also start preparing for this year's college entrance examination."

"Meow meow?" Iris, who was still pitying Dick as a superhero and still worried about her studies, just wanted to start time again.

"Bruce, what does independent admissions mean?!" After the meal, the girl deliberately skipped a salad before blocking him on the way to the Batcave.

"It's literally." Knowing that Iris would definitely come to him about this matter, Bruce simply planned to clarify the matter at once, "The second half of this year just happens to be the new semester, if you If you take the exam and pass it, you can go directly to university in September.”

"...Why?" She still didn't understand how this explanation had anything to do with her going to the exam.

Cough, or she is just avoiding and has no intention of studying.

Let her go back to Arkham, anyway, there are no academic exams there.

"You're just at the right age. It's really a pity not to go to school." Bruce glanced at his watch, and his straightforward actions meant that there was no room for negotiation on this matter.

This study, Aerys is determined.

So now it was replaced by the young Robin looking at her room full of various reference books with pity.

Between the exchange and collision of wine glasses, the two had already ended their mutual greetings.

Bruce elegantly held the champagne that he had barely taken a sip in his hand, and skillfully communicated with all kinds of guests.

In fact, if you look carefully, there are still thin and dense bubbles hanging on the wall of the wine glass he is holding.

Batman never drinks at work because he thinks alcohol always messes things up.

It appears that the ginger ale that was substituted did not taste good either.Iris, who prepared these things together, took a sip of the drink in hand and frowned slightly.

Steve thoughtfully brought her a glass of grape juice that was about the same color as red wine.

Silently reading all kinds of manuscripts that she recited verbatim verbatim, Iris's heart began to thump and start to beat faster.

With Bruce's encouraging look, Iris, accompanied by Steve, slowly walked from one side to the circle in the center of the hall.

Under the guidance of the waiter intentionally or unconsciously, the eyes of the guests who had listened carefully to Bruce's speech before naturally cast their eyes on the girl.

Steve, who was wearing a black suit, adjusted his tie for the last time, then took her hand, leading Iris to take her first step.

Maybe it was his steady and reliable appearance who was walking beside her silently encouraging her, Iris cleared her throat, and the planned speech was slowly presented in her nice voice, maybe girls can't be sweet and moving, but from Iris The firm eyes at the beginning and her more and more confident upright movements also won unanimous applause and nods of encouragement when her speech was about to come to an end.

Just when the atmosphere of the party was about to reach a climax driven by the host, the microphone used by his host suddenly stopped working.

"HA.HA.HA.HA.HA.HA.HA..."

Wiping off the cold sweat from his forehead, before he could say anything to ease the sudden awkward atmosphere, eerie laughter permeated into this rather large floor in a creepy way from the broadcasts in all directions.

Bruce and Dick glanced at each other, and then the young Robin quietly disappeared from the scattered crowd while taking advantage of the chaos.

He found Steve in the crowd with the same tense muscles, and gave him a slight nod.

"Good evening...ladies and gentlemen."

The suddenly darkened hall instantly became chaotic, with screams and exclamations one after another in the darkness.

"How can such a lively banquet be without me, how stingy and stingy!" The beam of light in the dark night came from the white light flashlight of the thug behind him, and the dazzling light made everyone present unconsciously close their eyes.

Wearing a very ironic pure white suit with his pale skin, the appearance of the clown immediately had a very good silencing effect.

Hearing the sound of people gasping for air, he squinted his eyes and enjoyed it very much, and raised his excited and convulsed forearm to his eyes. The bright red lips tattooed on the tiger's mouth happened to cover his mouth superior.

People who knew the clown's 'famous' didn't dare to act rashly, they just secretly found out the communication equipment, but they were warned by him first.

"No, no, no, if I were you, I wouldn't choose to take out a mobile phone that is easy to expose myself." He waved his hand flamboyantly, and the deputy with a machine gun next to him pressed a button, which made his ears sore After the numb noise, a woman who was lucky enough to turn on the device found that the signal here was completely blocked.

The subsequent gunshot made everyone froze in disbelief.

"Hey, why are you disobedient?" Seeing his approaching steps, like Moses dividing the sea, the guests kept shrinking back in fear, blood began to spread on the milky yellow tiled floor, and the sudden change made them a little timid The ladies and ladies began to sob softly.

The clown stained some blood on the ground with his gloved fingers, and the smell of rust made madness start to show in his eyes.

"Batman, where is it?" The hoarse voice was aimed at Iris who was still standing in front of the stage, and the clown recognized the girl who impressed him so much, so his smile widened and got worse.

"Good girl, Iris." Suddenly, he took out a modified firearm from his waist. The large caliber was dark and scary, but the muzzle went straight to Steve who was protecting the girl behind him. , "Tell me, he's here, right?"

"Otherwise my little baby will blow your little boyfriend's head off." He gestured exaggeratedly, holding the pistol firmly in his hand.

The clown failed to get a reply from Aerys, but got an angry male voice.

"Put the gun down, Mr. Clown."

"boom!"

The blunt shooting of the clown made those who heard these conversations close their eyes unbearably.

After they opened their eyes again, Steve stood in front of the girl as usual, and a pistol that was twisted and bent and was emitting green smoke fell on the ground.

The author has something to say: It is said that at every banquet, everyone wants to do something