Marvel turns into Iron Man

776 Chapter 774 Talk about girls

Alan Davis is Miles' uncle, Miles' father, and Jeff Davis' younger brother. Compared with his stinky dad who is a policeman, Miles prefers to be with his relatives. Uncle stays all day, because Alan has always been a very interesting person, and people naturally get close to him.

"Hey Miles, how's school going—"

Allen sent the plates left over from lunch on the table into the sink, turned on the faucet, and let the running water cover the dishes and bowls with food residues. Erles, his nephew was standing next to the sandbag on the other side of the room, hitting the sandbag as if venting.

"Oh, to be honest, I'm doing pretty well, making a bunch of new friends and having a lot of fun."

Miles is a very sensible child. Although he is not happy, he will not pour out his distress. Naturally, he vents his depression on the sandbag in front of him and makes two more punches.

But who is Alan, after all, he is also a well-informed age. When he noticed the slight unhappiness on his little nephew's face, he already realized that Miles was lying wrongly again.

When lies are divided into white lies and malicious lies, lies are not just lies.

Allen could naturally see that Miles seemed to have some grievances and wanted to vent, but he didn't think much about it. He just felt that Miles didn't want his family to worry. Thinking of this, he began to change the subject. Since he didn't want to talk about studying, let's talk about it. something else.

"I know, smart girls are always attractive - there must be a lot of them, huh, am I right?"

"Don't be funny, Uncle Allen, no, there is no such thing at all."

Hearing Allen's words, a strange smile appeared on Miles' face, and the movements of his hands became stiff instantly. For some reason, a profile of a blonde girl suddenly appeared in his mind, and the next Seconds, but immediately threw those thoughts out of his mind.

Seeing this performance of Miles, Allen smiled even more on his dark face, because at that moment, Allen seemed to see himself in the past, at the age when he first fell in love——the pig in his family finally It's a good thing that I know how to use other people's cabbage.

However, Miles doesn't seem to be so confident, how can I guide him better?

"Hey, as Alan's nephew, you can't be so rude, Miles."

The microwave oven in the room just rang. Allen thought about it, raised his hand, flicked Miles on the forehead, walked to the microwave oven in the room, showed a casual look, and slowly said .

When Miles puffed up his cheeks angrily and retorted, Allen knew that he had successfully provoked his anger, and now he was waiting for Miles to confess honestly.

"Who says I'm inferior... There's a new girl in the class, how should I put it, she seems to be interested in me, you know, Uncle Allen."

"Oh, yes, what's the girl's name?"

Perhaps it was some kind of desire to express in his heart that made Miles confide the words in his heart without showing any weakness, but the next second, when faced with Allen's question that followed, he suddenly became dumb .

That's right, that girl is indeed very dazzling, very charming, and very attractive, but he only talked to her a few words, and he didn't know her in depth at all. He didn't even know her name, so how could he say anything else.

"I...we're still in the stage of building a relationship..."

However, he had summoned up the shameless courage to attribute this incident to himself, so Miles could only bite the bullet and continue to speak, picked up an empty notebook from the table, and scribbled something on it with a pen. .

The uprightness of his nephew was beyond Allen's expectations. He stretched out his hand and pulled the paper bag full of popcorn out of the microwave. A smile appeared on his face again, but it was not to laugh at Miles, but simply to feel Funnily enough, he decided to teach Miles a few tricks he could use.

After all, when he was his age, he was already a cute, flowery, handsome guy in the community, even Miles' dad couldn't match it.

"Miles, do you know the trick of putting your shoulders together?"

"Of course I know, but... maybe you can tell me so I can review it."

Naturally, Miles would not let himself show timidity in front of Alan, but his stubborn mouth, in Alan's eyes, became very cute. , really worthy of being his own nephew, when he was stubborn, he was exactly the same as himself when he was a child.

"Tomorrow, find that girl, go up to her, and, like this—hey."

As he spoke, Allen stretched out his hand and put it lightly on Miles' shoulder, with a very serious expression on his face, and spoke slowly again, but there was only one word.

"Stop kidding, Uncle Allen."

"I told you, this trick is very technical, but not everyone can learn it."

The two uncles and nephews chatted for a while about how to chase girls, until Miles' cell phone vibrated suddenly, and Miles was stunned for a moment, took out the cell phone from his pocket, glanced at the message his father had written to him on the screen, It's asking if you've done your homework on time.

Thinking of his special homework, Myers' face was covered with a layer of cloud.

"Is that the girl?"

"Er—I've got to go, Uncle Allen, I've got a paper to write."

Allen didn't notice that Miles' face was a bit gloomy, and he said it half-jokingly. He didn't realize that he had just gone too much until Miles bid him farewell. Then, Allen noticed that the book was open in Miles The notebook between Erles' legs is smudged.

"Well, new work, nothing I've seen—is it painted on the wall?"

As he spoke, Allen picked up his notebook from Miles' lap, admiring the graffiti left on it by his nephew.

As mentioned more than once, in the United States, street graffiti has formed a unique culture, especially in New York, New York also has the title of the capital of graffiti culture, which is one of the many titles in New York City. Here, graffiti culture is very prosperous.

Graffiti on the street is not only a place for some people to sway their inspiration, but also conveys an idea of ​​the creator. Myers’s painting is very simple, with the word "Great Expectations" written in yellow font on the purple background Words, but also with a lot of street style makeup.

"No... you know, he's not going to let me find a wall and spray paint it, no way."

Hearing Allen's words, Miles had a bitter smile on his face. He suddenly remembered that his father had told him when he reported to school a few days ago, asking him to paste the graffiti papers on the side of the road one by one. Peel it off, the boss is a cop, it's really... Ugh.

Hearing Miles' weak words, Allen seemed to think of something that could encourage him, closed the notebook in his hand, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Miles.

"That's not necessarily - come on, Miles, I'll take you to a good place, I'm sure he won't find it."

PS:

Considering that the Green Goblin Osborn has been sent to the White House by me to carry out actions to make America great again, the role of the Green Goblin in the parallel universe can only be deleted and replaced by others. Jin Bing's men are still considering several other options. Personally, whether to change to a chameleon or a bullseye is still to be discussed. There is still a chapter behind, wait a minute, it will be finished soon