Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

Chapter 141

His teeth are really white, the upper and lower rows are even, the most even teeth Tony has ever seen.

Before Tony could speak, the man first took out a few cards from the deep red jacket pocket, and looked down, as if the host who had forgotten his words on stage had to rely on the cards in his hand to recall the opening remarks.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke in a strange tone: "Tony Stark and Daisy Stark."

As he spoke, he swept his black eyes at the single old father and his daughter, without changing his face, and continued: "I am Willy Wonka, the owner of Wonka's Chocolate Factory. Congratulations on getting a golden ticket from the chocolate. It's a pity that you didn't come to visit the chocolate factory at the appointed time."

The ending sound is always light and floats upwards, and there is a small habit of laughing shortly from time to time.

You can tell from the surname that he is the owner of the factory.

As soon as Willy spoke, Daisy laughed, and two small crescents appeared on her face again, tugging at her father's pants, her big eyes were unblinking, and her attention was all on this guest.

Baby Daisy hasn't seen other people's Halloween costume show face to face, and Willie's weird and gorgeous dress is really new to her.

Tony went out in the afternoon and came home in the evening. He was busy for several hours, didn't change clothes, take a shower, and didn't eat dinner. If you don't have a brain, you have to be slow for a while.

"Sorry." Tony raised his hand to signal Willy to sit down and talk, "I didn't think there was any agreed time."

Benben, who was watching secretly, was winking, and slipped quietly to the kitchen to get a drink.

Willie doesn't sit down.

"It's clearly written on the gold prize ticket," he said.

He kept a perfect smile that could be used as a toothpaste advertisement from the beginning to the end of his speech, showing eight teeth, not one more, one less.

But when Tony said that there was no appointment time, Willy's smile faded a little.

He raised his hand to look at his wrist, which was an action to check the time, but there was no watch on that wrist.

"It's on the gold prize ticket." Willy raised his left index finger, "I said that the sun will come as soon as the sun sets on Halloween. I waited for a long time but there was no one."

Tony then asked Wendy to take out the golden prize ticket to have a look.

Wendy turned over and over to see the big characters on the top to perforate, but she couldn't see where the time was written.

"Perhaps by touching?" She has a keen sense of detective smell, "Type in Braille or Morse code to test the detection ability of the winner."

It is best if there are merchants who are willing to use this method to kill the patience of consumers.

"None of what you said is correct, ma'am." Willie leaned his crutches against the edge of the sofa, walked slowly towards Wendy, took the gold prize coupon in her hand, and pointed to one place, "Write it here."

When you get close, you can smell the fragrant peanut chocolate on his body.

Wendy was greatly surprised, she probed to see where he was pointing, and immediately felt as if a stone had been stuck in her throat, she was speechless and had a strange expression on her face.

The characters smaller than ants are written there, probably because everyone in the world carries a magnifying glass with them.

Under the figures of the two adults stood a short dumpling standing on tiptoe.

Daisy hugged Wendy's leg, and also wanted to see what wonders were on the lottery ticket.

She might have been looking forward to a lottery trip to the chocolate factory, but that chance is now gone for nothing.

"I'm sorry." Tony said, "Mr. Wonka, if you need, I can send a car to take you back to the factory."

Sorry is sorry, but the old father didn't have much regret on his face.

Visiting the factory is something I want to do at any time, not to mention giving an Iron Man card directly may make the little one in the family much happier than visiting.

Willie's eyes flashed, he raised his cane, and said with a smile, "Don't be sorry. I came here specially to make up for your regret. Come with me."

This is Tony's home. He walked back and forth freely, and just as soon as he finished speaking, he walked straight out with long legs, as if he was waiting for a royal carriage with eight white horses.

Before following, Tony thought that in two hours it would be Daisy's bedtime.

Tuanzi was very happy to go out to play. He held his father's hand and walked so fast that the witch's black robe flew up.

It seemed like a rather magical night.

Wendy sent the boss and Daisy out, but there was no car outside, and what the three of them walked into was a transparent elevator that appeared out of thin air.

It is inappropriate to say that it is an elevator.Because after the gate was closed, Willy Wonka pressed the button, and flames shot out from under the large transparent box, flying straight into the sky like a rocket rising from the ground.

It disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wendy stayed where she was, and it took a while for her to come back to her senses. She raised her hand to stroke her forehead, her whole body was stupefied, and the rich peanut and chocolate aroma of Willie's body was still wafting from her nose.

The moon in the sky was still covered by clouds, and a faint light could not penetrate. The dome was like a huge black curtain, which served as the background for all the spooky and absurd performances on Halloween.

"I don't think I'm quite sober," murmured the nurse. "Is that so, Mr. Jarvis?"

Jarvis didn't answer.

Tony Stark is a genius.He is a genius who can become a thermonuclear astrophysicist the next day after studying the materials for one night.

He is also an inventor.

Various facts can show that Daisy's father believes in science.

However, tonight, from the moment I stepped out of the gate, what I saw and felt was hard to explain with science.

For example, an elevator flying randomly in the sky.

"I think you know it's not physics," Tony said to Willy.

Willie showed a suddenly realized expression: "Oh! You are a scientist."

He immediately pulled his face down: "I don't like scientists. It is completely logical for the elevator to fly in the sky, sir. Otherwise we should fall down now."

Daisy didn't know why.

Sitting in the elevator, she looked down at the house on the ground that was getting smaller and smaller. The light in the house gradually became the size of a fist, as if she could hold it in her hand.

The first half of a toddler's Halloween may be rough, but right now, nobody's Halloween is as cool as hers.

The speed of the elevator is very fast, flying over countless mountains, rivers and buildings, the ghosts and ghosts of the people below are either sad or happy, and they all go to places that no one knows with all the retrograde scenery.

Finally, a large patchwork of buildings appeared underneath.

The chocolate factory is festooned with lights, pumpkin heads made of chocolate are piled up everywhere in the square, the music is melodious, and the carpet made of candy spreads from the entrance to the factory building.

At a certain moment, Tony, like Wendy, experienced a short-lived drunkenness, his cheeks were hot, and when he closed his eyes, he could vaguely see the square below crowded with people in strange clothes.

I opened my eyes and looked carefully, but there was no one there.

He reached down and took his daughter's hand.

Going out with Willy Wonka was probably one of the worst decisions Iron Man ever made.

The strong candy aroma infected him as if he had become a candy, and the elevator began to descend. The closer he got to the factory building, the stronger this illusion became.

"You made the square very lively." Tony said, "Unfortunately, there don't seem to be any guests."

Willie just smiled: "The guests are already here. To avoid the traffic, let's go in through the roof."

The way he entered the house was a little rough.

I thought that some kind of door would open from the roof, but the elevator crashed in without hesitation.

There was a bang, which startled the dumpling who was full of joy watching the scenery, and hurriedly tugged on Dad's pants to let the adults hug him.

After passing through the roof, the eyes suddenly brightened.

Then look at the suddenly colorful world—huge licorice sticks with transparent red apples, flowers filled with cream, and a river of dark brown chocolate bubbling beside the green grass, which even sprinkled water from the sky. The thin white snow is shredded coconut.

Tony was completely speechless.

He felt that this world was too magical, even like stepping into a candy house.

"I've never seen a candy factory like this."

"Really?" Willie shrugged. "Any kind of candy factory would have them."

As he spoke, he opened the door for the two guests.

Daisy is the smallest guest ever received by the chocolate factory.The little baby is happier here than in any paradise. Everything he can touch is candy. When he steps on the grass for a long time, he finds that the grass melts into sweet candy.

"Dad!" If she knew about Columbus, her mood at this time would not be much different from when Columbus discovered the New World. She jumped up and down with a wheeze, calling for Dad, and wanted him to see it too.

"Go ahead." Willie spread his hands with great generosity.

The Stark father and daughter were not relieved from the surprise or joy of being in the candy house, and Tony himself did not let Daisy eat so much candy. After a while of confusion and aphasia, the old father picked a candy apple from the tree, Put it in Daisy's small hands.

Willie raised his eyebrows when he saw this, but didn't say anything after all.

Candy houses are not unusual.

After seeing the strange production tools and products of the chocolate factory, I realized that using candy as a landscape is only the most common.

"This is a candy that can learn to whistle after eating." Willie picked up one from a pile of colorful whistle candies, and put it in Tony's hand with a smile, "Many children are troubled because they can't learn to whistle. It can be solved."

Like the most knowledgeable gardener, he was showing off his bountiful garden. He turned around and picked up another one. Then he realized that he had picked up the wrong one, and put it down with some disgust, "This candy is a failure."

He said: "It can only make boring adults grow hair. If it is sold under the name of Wonka Factory, it may destroy my brand name."

Willie quickly puts on a new one: "It's Dreaming Candy."

His eyes became ethereal: "I can have all the beautiful dreams I want... For a while, I often had some magical dreams. I dreamed that I was a pirate in the Caribbean, or I changed hands made of a pair of scissors. Another time, In another world, being a crazy hatter..."

Willie laughed while talking, still with a standard smile: "When I woke up, I thought, if I can put dreams into candy, it will be very popular."

"It's weird." Tony took Willy's candy and looked at it, frowning slightly. "It's meaningless."

Willie was very surprised: "What's the point of candy?"

"Candy makes people happy, Mister Stark."