Superman is my primary school classmate

Stephen tidied up his collar and combed his hair in front of the mirror in the living room. A man in a suit and leather shoes was reflected in the mirror. If you ignore his crushed face, everything looks perfect.

"Healing as ever."

The crooked nose miraculously returned to its original tall and handsome appearance, Stephen touched his face, "Thank you."

"Harry, why did you bring this man back?"

Ron whispered dissatisfiedly to Harry, he was the first to go to the first wave of onlookers, although he may not understand the cause and effect, but the wizard's attitude towards Minister Kingsley was seen by wizards , this guy has no good intentions.

Because of Stephen's conflict with Kingsley, the messy Minister of Magic's office was in a mess, and the documents that needed to be signed were soaked in overturned ink. Kingsley had to rush to rescue the immediate disaster, and even the afternoon meeting was almost missed .

And Stephen was thrown to Harry by Kingsley in this way.

Harry sent everyone back to the office, assigned work to his subordinates, left work early, and returned to his home with Ron.

Stephen cleared his throat, coughed twice, indicating that his ears were fine, and he could not hear Ron's voice.

On the contrary, it made Ron even more unhappy. He frowned and covered his mouth, disgusted that he would not infect them with some disease.

Stephen grinned at the air, comforting himself from the bottom of his heart, don't be as knowledgeable as them, walked around the sofa as if nothing had happened, and suddenly bent down——

"Stop! What are you going to do?!"

Ron noticed Stephen's movements with his own eyes, shouted and pushed Harry away and rushed over.

Stephen stopped, raised his foot and shook it twice, "I can't tie my shoelace if it's untied?"

Stephen is like an adult being teased by a child. Knowing that he can't argue with the child, he spread his hands helplessly, "Okay."

With a couple of fingertip moves, the shoelaces moved back and forth deftly like a manipulated snake, and finally completed a beautiful bow.

At this time, Ron's face was as dark as coal.

Harry comforted his friend with a smile.

In addition to being the task Kingsley arranged for Harry, Stephen also had another very important reason. Harry turned his head, and the silent man standing behind him lowered his head and stared at his toes, shrugging his shoulders His appearance also allows people to see the hidden strength from his muscles.

It's Clark.

"Clark!"

Sean rushed over and almost hung on Clark.

Clark looked at it suspiciously for a while, then smiled suddenly and said, "Sean, you are here."

The unexpected surprise prevented Sean from immediately noticing Clark's strangeness, and he kept thanking Harry.

Sean was immersed in self-blame for causing Clark to get lost in a different time and space before. He was so worried that his hair was dry and dull when he woke up in the morning, and his hair began to fall off. Seeing Clark appearing in front of him without incident, Sean felt a big stone in his heart. Finally let go.

Sean realized that Harry brought back not only Clark, but also Stephen who was wandering around now, such a big living person, Sean's eyes hadn't become presbyopic to the point of being invisible.

I thought it would be Harry's companion, uh, but seeing Ron's body language protest, it can be concluded that it is impossible.

However, what Sean couldn't think of the most was that the reason why Stephen came here was [-]% because of Clark.

"Your hands?" Sean then cast his gaze on Clark's hands. The hands that had been covered under the clothes were crossed, and they were bound with shiny ropes. There were no knots, as if they were natural, no matter how hard they were torn. Unable to untie it, Sean began to think of using scissors.

Clark smiled nonchalantly, telling Sean not to rush.

Five people sat around the coffee table in the living room and sat on the sofa seat. Harry, as the owner of the room, cooked a pot of hot tea to entertain everyone. The room, which was originally not too big, was squeezed into by five adult men. It looked cramped.

Stephen didn't regard himself as a first-time guest, sitting in the middle seat, leaning on the back of the sofa, raising his right leg, turning his head to ask for alms, and asked Harry if he wanted his help, he could Expand the current space to make Harry's living room larger and able to accommodate everyone comfortably.

Of course, all of the above are explained from Ron's perspective. In Ron's eyes, Stephen has become himself.

It seemed to Harry that Stephen asked himself if he needed help in the most normal tone.

"No need, I prefer the original look, that's why I haven't used the space expansion spell."

Before Harry could say a word, Ron took the lead and said, "Harry, don't believe it, who knows what kind of mind he has?"

Ron angrily listed Stephen's crimes.

"Trespassing the Ministry of Magic..."

Stephen snorted, he had clearly made an appointment in advance.

"Assault on Minister Kingsley..."

Stephen's white eyes have rolled to the top of his head.

"Also kidnapped Clark!"

Stephen couldn't help it now, "I didn't kidnap—"

"Then why would he follow you!"/"Clark's hands are tied by you!"

Ron and Sean fought back violently, and Harry's hand that poured tea for everyone trembled and fell to the table.

After everyone's anger subsided again, they specifically pointed to the two sitting beside Stephen.

"Just tell me what your intentions are."

Ron went straight to the point, just as Stephen wanted. If he dragged on like this, he didn't know when he would be able to leave here. He was still in a hurry to go back to the Christmas dinner, and he didn't want to waste a few days of vacation in a year here.

From the inner pocket of the suit, he took out the bill that he had prepared, and slapped it on the coffee table.

Sean couldn't help but glanced at the coffee table curiously, muttering, "What is this—"

Clark put his hand on the back of Sean's, and when Sean turned his head, Clark pursed his lips helplessly, "?"

Sean seemed to see a grievance on Clark's face in a trance, but it disappeared in the next second.

Clark said in a low voice, slowly, "I seem to have gotten into trouble."

Stephen didn't look wrong at all when he heard his tone.

"It's not like." Stephen shook his index finger and said, "It is."

Turning to Sean to criticize Clark's evil deeds, "The one next to you suddenly fell into my house last night, not only destroying my roof, but also destroying all the collections in the house indiscriminately, and also Shamelessly denied all the actions. Do you need me to take out the surveillance video at that time and review it again?"

Clark pulled out a hypocritical smile, looked at Stephen and said, "Don't bother—"

Stephen shook his head: "How can this be troublesome, I am extremely happy."

Stephen has already understood that the wizards don't care about this matter, Sean and Clark have a close relationship, and said to him straight to the point, "Since you are his friend, you should pay back the money for him first. I'm in a hurry. It’s my bank account number, just type it in, pay in installments or in one lump sum?”

Stephen smoothly wrote down a series of numbers on the bill.

Xiao En just flicked it casually, and his round eyes stared out of fright at the amount below, "Hey hey hey! You're blackmailing!"

A large number of incomprehensible names and antiquities were printed on the bill, revealing an atmosphere of "I am very expensive". Stephen, who was originally friendly with a well-dressed smile in Sean's eyes, suddenly transformed into a cunning black-hearted businessman. .

"What is worth being so expensive? Could it be that your family owns a museum?!"

Stephen nodded without joking at all, "Yes."

Sean choked so hard that he almost couldn't catch his breath.

"I see, it's difficult, isn't it?"

Stephen didn't know where to pull out a calculator, "If you calculate from now on, pay 20 US dollars in installments every month, including interest, it only takes 312 years and five months to pay off the debt in full."

"After you die, I will send the bill to your descendants."

Quickly typed out the numbers to show Sean, he glanced at the wall clock, "Any questions?"

Sean's face was blank, he wanted to kill someone, so it counted.

Stephen finally let out a sigh of relief, shaking his shoulders.

Towards the end of the year, higher-level mages from each temple will come to investigate, exchange and report the summary report of the past year.

This year is the first time for Stephen to serve as the guard of the British Temple. Stephen, who has always been outstanding and has crushed a crowd of mortals with his mind and talent, is the first time he has been reduced to needing to look at people.

If he doesn't handle this matter well now, he doesn't know which country he will be transferred to next year. Staying in this cold country like England is enough to make him uncomfortable.

Destroyed collections can also be restored with restoration magic, but those magic sacred objects cannot be restored due to the destruction of the magical power of the magical artifacts, where no attachments can be found and collapsed.

Stephen just thought that money can always stop the mouths of those old men. Is there anyone in this world who can't get along with money?

Those high-ranking mages clamored all day long that the temple was too expensive, and they had to be thrifty, so they also reduced the electricity bill of the London temple.

Throughout the winter, Stephen had to keep counting and searching to ensure that the heating would not exceed the quota.

Wang was temporarily transferred to New York because of Master Gu Yi's incident. Although the two work in different places, they still maintain close contact in private.

And Wang has always been very, very, and uncharacteristically determined that Stephen would have made a mess if no one else was watching.

When Stephen was still studying in Kathmandu, Wang always followed his ass to take care of his funeral. At that time, Master Gu Yi would still be around him.

And the ancient master died when he was alive, and the king was not by Stephen's side, which made the king worry all the time.

The closer to the end of the year, thinking of the year-end assessment, Wang's eyelids began to twitch, and his heart suddenly felt like a villain was chiseling with a small hammer. The more he thought about it, the more something went wrong, so Wang decided to give Stephen a call. .

"Allyouwomenwhowantamanofthestreet

Every woman on the street needs a man

But you don't know which way you wanna turn

But you don't know where to turn that road—"

"Sorry, I have a call." Stephen's cell phone rang untimely, and he looked at Sean's weird expression, "This is the ringtone set for me by my girlfriend, she is the number one fan of Iron Man."

Sean watched Stephen throw himself a "you understand" look, stood up and answered the phone.

The author has something to say: Christine: Don't blame me, who has a full set of Iron Man figures in the cabinet?

Stephen: Um, is that me?

I'm still in the proofing stage, and I've been busy writing papers recently, so I took the time to come up. I wish you all a new look in 2018!Started slowly resuming updates.