[Comprehensive] sense of existence

When I got home, I packed up non-stop, preparing for the next day's broadcast.

She has been idle for too long, and if she doesn't pick up her business and practice her words, she may not be far from being unemployed.However, it is still difficult to adjust the biological clock back.

During the day, she tossed and touched her ears and didn't fall asleep. At night, she was still full of energy. When it was almost early morning, all the vitality turned into nothingness. Her spirit was like a flower that had been exposed to the sun, wilting.

The radio station was revamped for two weeks. In order to regain the ratings, the little spider was sharpened on the first day.

This is convenient for the neighbors in the same building. At eleven o’clock, Peter, who was so excited that he couldn’t sleep, woke up Alalei, put on his eye-catching spider suit, and dragged her to the work place, chattering along the way. Infinite vitality——

This is the difference between old fried dough sticks and new employees.

Alale yawned, thinking with tears in his eyes.

Returning to the familiar recording studio again, Peter was immediately surrounded by a group of wolves, tigers and leopards. The enthusiastic and hot scene seemed to have never existed in the past two weeks... Alale, who was deliberately ignored by the female staff this time, was used to it Sit down on the couch and take a nap.

The consciousness is still clear, but the eyelids keep falling.Until a thick script book was placed on the table, the sound shook her and she sat up straight.

Looking up, his body became limp again.

"Long time no see, and I don't think about it." Arale greeted her boss politely.

"I don't miss you either, but I miss my ratings."

With a beer belly, Nemo sneaked closer while holding his throat, and looked her up and down several times, as if to confirm something.

Sitting on the sofa and wiping away her tears with her sleeve, Arale closed her yawning mouth, and when she saw his big face rushing towards her, she subconsciously leaned back.

she:?

"I said... What is the relationship between you and Boss Tony?" Nemo blinked at her mysteriously, with a hint of ambiguity in his expression.

"What's the relationship?" Arale looked puzzled.

"Hey, what are you doing without telling me?" Nemo sat down next to her, and the two-seater sofa became crowded, pushing Arale directly to the edge.

Alale grabbed the handrail and supported it with difficulty.

"You didn't come to work that day, and we were all in a hurry. I remembered your joke 'last words' before. Didn't you just notify the higher-ups that the boss, who never touched the ground all day long, actually gave orders to arrange work in person. You Do you know how many industries he owns? He cares so much about this small channel, besides your pretty looks, is he interested in me?"

Nemo obviously had no idea what was going on during this time.But it seemed that he was fooled by Stark's nonsense, and firmly believed that Arale must have a big golden leg.

Arale: "..."

In fact, it's not wrong to say that, but she has long arms, and there are several legs she hugs...

Seeing that Arale couldn't refute, Nemo smiled meaningfully, and his tone was emotional.

"I didn't expect what I said before to become a prophecy. I witnessed the live-action version of Cinderella's fairy tale."

The first time Stark made a broadcast, Nemo watched the interaction between the two of them secretly. Coupled with the conclusive evidence now, he obviously misunderstood something, and his expression became more attentive.

Alalei was so stared at that goosebumps popped out, she quickly took the script book to block the safe distance between the two of them, and rolled her eyes by the way.

"Witness you ghost! Really human version! Do you want to watch the adult version? With this spirit of gossip, why don't you become a paparazzi?"

Nemo was surprised: "How do you know that I was a little expert in the entertainment industry before changing careers."

Arale: "..."

Just as he was clarifying that he and Stark had a pure revolutionary friendship, there was another commotion at the door. Many female employees who took turns taking pictures around Peter stopped holding up their mobile phones, and stared straight at the people who appeared at the door. go.

This posture is the same as that of Stark, the golden bachelor before. Look at these eyes, they are all glowing green.

Alale pressed down on Nemo's big face that blocked his sight, and stretched his neck to see who it was.Then Peter said in surprise, "Ah, Professor X, why are you here?"

Alalei almost lost her balance.

"..."

She pinched the fat on Nemo's arm.

"Ow," Nemo screamed.

"Does it hurt?" she asked.

Nemo threw his hand away angrily, "Nonsense!"

"Then it's not a hallucination this time!" Alale murmured to herself, and suddenly regained her composure. She stroked her hair on both sides, touched the corners of her eyes to see if there was any eye feces, and stood up calmly, with an imposing manner. , The foot that stepped out did not step on the ground.

Just as Nemo was about to taunt her, he turned around and saw the people surrounded by his subordinates, their knees almost touching the floor.

"Another big benefactor?"

The current head of the Xavier family - Xavier Charles.

Charles had also been to Wolverine's radio station before, but before anyone surrounded them, he thought it was troublesome to block them.This time he came in openly, and received no less enthusiasm than Tony Stark.

After all, they are all the hottest diamond kings in New York.Even if there are some flaws, but the flaws do not hide the virtues.

Nemo understood the thoughts of these little girls quite well.Handsome and rich, suave, gentle and considerate, he is also the leader of mutants.Each of these labels is 100% attractive, and it is reflected in a man at the same time. It is no wonder that married and unmarried young women are not crazy.After all, they are ordinary people. They have never been in contact with these superheroes who are admired by thousands of people. They live in fantasies every day. The first time I saw it, I was forgiven for losing my temper...

This is how Nemo defended them.

Then, with peace of mind, he pushed Arale, who was still dawdling, aside with a stride, and rushed into the crowd of fans.

Arale: "..."

At this time, Peter's surroundings were deserted, and for the first time he tasted the warmth and warmth of the fans.He walked up to Alale, saw that she was still outside the encirclement, and asked, "The professor is here to look for you, right?"

Arale: "Not sure yet, we are currently spying on the enemy."

Peter: "..."

He lowered his voice and asked secretly: "Didn't you say that you can dream of him even dancing pole dance? Deadpool told that dreams will come true one day, so come on!"

"Do you believe what Deadpool said?" Arale and Peter murmured in low voices. When Bucky's pole dance was mentioned, she felt a burst of despair. Then who... thinking about it now feels sick."

When Alale was flipping through her mobile phone, she happened to find Bucky dancing pole dance on her heart-to-heart record.At that time, she was drunk and her mind was not clear, and she played music on Bucky's mobile phone. She carefully propped her mobile phone on the table, but when she looked at it, she had hallucinations, and she completely forgot about it later.

When I looked back and saw it, I wished I could put my hands in my eyes.

"Have you ever seen a pole dancer holding a mop three times to the left and three times to the right, twisting his neck and buttocks?"

Not even square dancing!

"I'm actually crazy about it!"

It's just terminally ill!

"No wonder that guy couldn't even see his figure the next day after he was perfunctory! It must be because he was afraid that I would remember!"

Arale was not convinced at all.

"This liar!"

Peter stared dumbfounded at Arale stomping his feet angrily, wanting to remind her that Professor X is still...

Charles looked through the crowd and landed on Arale.

With a lively expression, he was talking to Peter with his arms and legs dancing.

Are you pretending not to see yourself?

The wheelchair started slightly, and he nodded politely towards the surroundings. After the people around him subconsciously gave way to a passage, he drove straight towards Arale.

Everyone's eyes followed Charles, and finally saw him stop in front of the female anchor of their radio station.

Nemo opened his mouth wide.

Alale was still talking about Bucky's bad dance in anger, but when he noticed the movement from the corner of his eye, the voice stopped abruptly.

"Why not?" Charles asked with a smile.

Arale paused for a moment, carefully thinking about whether she had mentioned any cryptic content, and finally shook her head resolutely, "It's over!"

"That..." She was pushed by Peter, so she had to bite the bullet and continue to add a few words, "What are you doing here?"

"Passing by, come up and have a look." Charles said calmly, with a very calm look.

Is this the way from downtown back to Mutant Academy?

Peter silently remembered this excuse, thinking that he should be able to learn a lot today.

"Oh—" Arale temporarily accepted the reason.

"Because I don't want to listen to the radio all the time."

Charles smiled, "I think, look at your...work more intuitively."

"..."

Frightened by his panting, her heart went into cardiac arrest, and Arale was poked by Peter again, so she had no choice but to continue moving.

"Oh—it's about to start, do you want to go in and listen or listen outside?"

After she finished speaking, she wished she could bite her tongue off.

Being stared at by Charles so much to watch him doing a show, he couldn't straighten his tongue!

Charles smiled slightly: "Do you want me to go in or let me stay outside."

The tone of his speech was very natural, but the content was so imaginative. Before Peter could hear anything, the old driver Nemo, who had been stretching his ears, almost didn't hold back his expression.

This isn't Cinderella, it's the live version of Fifty Shades of Grey!

The author has something to say:-

small theater:

Charles: Do you want me to go in or stay out?

Ala Lei: ...Let's stay outside.

Charles: I'm afraid you'll be overwhelmed and beg me to go in.

Arale: What you said sounds a little weird.

Charles: You'll understand later.

The plot is still going on, the emotional line is gradually becoming clear, and what everyone is looking forward to is slowly unfolding.

So don't worry, there are not too many words left in this pit, and I didn't plan to write a long article.

I will keep the word count.

Thank you again for your continued support.