Chaoying's small group [Zhongyingmei]

I saw someone wearing an Avengers mask robbing a bank when Peter was in high school.

Using the face of a hero to do things that are not a hero, the contrast is quite big, but when I meet a real hero, I fail in the end.

There are no good consequences for doing bad things.

After several years, Peter Parker finally met the legendary God of Thunder, as if a star met the sun, it was already shining, and the other party's more shining light was reflected in his eyes.

But the one who was more shining was unaware of his status, and frowned when he heard Peter's words: "What did you say?"

Peter suddenly wanted to come to Manhattan to see Tony and Daisy. He didn't say hello in advance, and it was a surprise to meet Thor.

"I also heard that there was an Ant-Man." Thor stroked his chin after hearing Peter's words about the origin of "Spider-Man".

"I know." Peter laughed.

Tuanzi is doing a multiple-choice question now.

Her father is very good, Thor is also very good, and Peter is also very good. Looking around, she doesn't know who to play with, but it's a pity that she can't become three copies.

The result of thinking is that Daisy nestled beside Peter.

Thor expressed indifference to his falling out of favor—it is Daisy's freedom to play with whomever he likes, and adults have no right to restrict children's freedom, no one can.

"I brought you a present." Peter said.

He took out a fluffy palm-sized bear from his pocket, untied the several ribbons around the bear's neck, and carefully tied it on Daisy's hair: "Does this look pretty?"

The former high school student is now an adult.After taking off the soft outline of the youth, the facial features gradually deepened, with distinct edges and corners, and his voice, which had successfully changed his voice, sank slightly when he spoke. Because of his personality, he always speaks freshly to people, and has an approachable gentleness, which is amazing. It's hard not to like it.

After Peter's frantic pumping, the spider suit became a little tight - although it was already very tight, Tony had to fine-tune it.

"It's beautiful!" Daisy said happily, "Pi's gift is great. Thank you."

She caressed and touched the hair rope on the pigtail.

Peter chats with Tony again about college life.

Iron Man's hands and eyes are not clear, but he can always know Peter's recent situation, what clubs he joined in college, and whether he has studied hard. Peter doesn't open his mouth, but Tony also knows.

This junior was personally supported by Tony. Peter Parker was a child when we first met. Now that he is in college, he is still a child.

"I had a good chat with my professor." Peter clapped his hands and smiled. "He likes Vietnamese food. He eats it for a week."

When it comes to interesting things, Peter still loses his eyes like a child.

"What are you going to do today, Mr. Stark?" Peter asked after laughing.

"It's nothing." Tony said.

He forgot an arrangement. Fortunately, Jarvis was at home, so he immediately reminded: "Sir, you promised that the Minions will take pictures together today."

Tony remembered that before going to bed two nights ago, Kevin ran into his bedroom, danced and said a lot.

Kevin made a lot of preparations. He gradually became sleepy, but he didn't hear what was going on behind him. When he was half asleep, he heard "Are you okay, Dad?" He waved his hand in agreement, and changed his ear.

When I woke up the next morning and thought of this incident, I couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

If Kevin got permission to destroy the world, it would be his fault as a parent who said yes without hearing his words.

Fortunately, the little yellow man's request is very simple, he wants to pick a good day and take a family portrait.

Everyone loves an old dad, and banana capsules are no exception.

Both Starks, big and small, are very popular with minions. They recently sorted out their things in the underground residence, and found out that they took a lot of photos in their photo albums. Among them, Bob took the most shots, but none of them A group photo with everyone framed inside.

"Take pictures?" Tony said, "Then let's take pictures."

The little yellow people who got the arrangement rushed up from the ground happily.

They originally proposed that Tony and Daisy should wear overalls together, but the old father mercilessly refused.

"It doesn't fit my aesthetics," Tony said.

The voice of a little yellow man is about ten ducks, and they all ran out, and there were hundreds of ducks in the living room.They also put on makeup and took props, and it was as lively as a vegetable market.

Bob ran over with a big makeup brush to put makeup on Tony.

As a result, he ran to him, but before his hand could reach him, Tony gave him a faint glance, and he woke up like a cat with flying ears, brushed the makeup on his face, and made two lumps of Kumamoto's blush.

It was a snowy day, clear after the snow, and the light on the open balcony was just right.

Originally taking a photo, the camera flickered, because the person being photographed was a minion, a lot of troubles arose in the middle.

For who can sit next to Tony and Daisy, the banana capsules started a dispute, scolded each other for their ugly butts, and fought through the air, and the scene got out of hand.

"Is that all right?" Peter asked.

He looked at the huddled little yellow men, couldn't tell who was who for a while, and couldn't persuade them to fight, so he stood by and watched silently.

"Normal." Tony said.

He still had the leisure to ask Wendy to change another drink for Thor and Peter, and wait for the minions to finish their quarrel.

It didn't last long.Wendy took a handful of sticks from the kitchen, broke them into different lengths, and asked the minions to draw lots.

"Anyone who cheats will never eat a banana cupcake," Wendy said.

So dozens of minions stood in a line in no time, neat and honest, one by one, came to draw the lottery in her hand.

Experiments have proved that human luck is conserved.

If you are unlucky on weekdays and encounter many unsatisfactory things, you always have to be more lucky in other places to make up for it.

Or it is said that God closes a window and opens another door, that is the truth.

When the lottery results came out, the Minions looked at Bob, who was jumping high, with envious expressions.

"Can you take pictures?" Tony asked. "The sun is going down."

He didn't go out today. He originally wore loose casual clothes, but the little yellow man disliked him for being too casual. "Father and Father" had to beg a few words, so he changed into a serious suit with a straight face and a champagne-colored one tie.

Kevin rode on the robotic arm and adjusted the position of the camera.

Benben felt a little sad that he couldn't appear on the scene, and was dejected.

Kevin originally said that this is a sacrifice that should be made for a family, but when he saw the clumsy and frustrated look, he couldn't bear it, and finally placed the camera on a raised chair.

"Come here!" Kevin waved.

Benben ran to stay behind Tony with oil on his feet.

Daisy is very fond of taking pictures.

From childhood to adulthood, many people like to take pictures of her, from the paparazzi to her own father, the years are ruthless, and many things have been changed invisibly, but the frozen happiness cannot be changed, so Tony asked Jarvis to take many photos, Or wash it out, put it in a thick photo album, or store it in the cloud, and you can call it out at any time.

Tony hugged his daughter and went to sit on the chair on the balcony.

The little yellow people huffed and surrounded them, like waves, surrounded Stark and his daughter.

Bob stood on the chair beside his old father, chest up, very happy.

It took a lot of time to wait for the pose to be set.

Peter and Thor stood in the living room watching.

Seeing Daisy smiling, Peter also laughed. After laughing, he looked down at his hands, then raised his head, and thoughtfully reminded Wendy who hurried over from the kitchen to take a photo together: "Hair is a bit messy."

Thor did not take a family portrait.

Taking pictures is not popular in Asgard. It is popular to carve heroes into stone statues, or to paint on the ceiling of the Hall of Valor. The lifespan of gods is so long, and even the best photos will be weathered into dust.

He looked at Tony surrounded by minions, smiled and turned his head away.

Tony remained motionless amidst the commotion.

As expected of an old father, even when he was about to be squeezed into a cake, he didn't change his expression, he just protected the daughter in his arms.

"Why don't Pi and Uncle come over?" Daisy asked.

"Do you want them to take a picture together?" Tony asked.

The little one said, "Think."

Tony then whispered: "Then you are going to invite."

Daisy slid down her old father's legs, squeezed out of the circle of minions, and went to invite the two heroes standing in the living room.

"This is your family portrait." Thor said, "I won't join in the fun."

"You are Uncle." Tuanzi was a little confused, pulled Thor's pants with his little hand, and then pulled Peter, "This is leather, we can take pictures together."

Her strength came in handy at this time, without tearing the pants of the two men, she pulled hard, pulling them both into the siege of the minions.

"Let's take a picture." Kevin was nervous. Seeing that everyone was sitting or standing, they all posed, reached out to set the automatic shooting of the camera, and flew back to the C position like a rocket, revealing big white die teeth.

Jarvis is also taking pictures.

Kevin himself put a huge Polaroid and a minion camera. Once the photo was taken, the photo fell out from under the Polaroid, which was bigger than an A4.

Banana capsules burst into cheers.

Tony took a look at the photo, didn't say it looked good, and didn't say it wasn't good-looking, he just said, "I'm going to see mine in the study tonight."

After passing the photo, it went back to Kevin's hand in a circle. Kevin took a pen and wanted to write the name on the back of the photo.

It is really tiring to write the names of dozens of minions in a row.

When writing about Peter and Thor, Kevin thought for a while and looked at Tony's expression. It happened that Tony poked his head to see where he wrote, and his eyes met. Kevin asked, "What are you writing, Dad?"

"How do I know?" Tony said.

As soon as Kevin thought about it, he wrote a few words, "Dad's important person".

The old father looked up again.

Seeing that Kevin wrote this, he bent his fingers and tapped lightly on the hairless head. Without saying anything, he turned back to watch his TV.

As for Tony, it was a big project.

Kevin annotated "Daisy's father" to Tony at the back of the photo. Obviously, he couldn't find anything wrong. He rolled his eyes and secretly added another, "Kevin's father".

As a result, when Stuart saw it, the little yellow people fell out, and they wanted to add one by one.

"Bob's dad," Bob said.

"Stuart's father." Stuart said.

There are also Curry's father, Tim's father, George's father, etc., etc., as a last resort, Kevin made a list and pasted it behind the photo to calm down the companions who were vying for his father.

Really shooting myself in the foot.

Daisy also wanted to write something on the photo.

The little hand held the crayon, letter by letter, and wrote very carefully. The words were asked by Dad in advance, and asked adults to write them on paper for copying.

Thor was beside him as a handwriting guide.

When it was finished, Peter took it over to read it, and smiled a little: "It's very well written."

The children's handwriting on it is immature, but the writing is serious and neat.

Putting together several letters, it is "My Home" written by Daisy.

In parentheses at the back, it says "Pee and Thor are in it too".

Daisy showed the picture to her father.The little yellow man's list of fathers is posted at the back, as if the photo has a small tail.

Tuanzi happily lay on Tony's lap, and when he got the compliment, he wanted to show off: "Pi said I wrote very well."

She did not forget to praise the photo: "The photo is well taken."

The little hand clenched his fist, gave a thumbs up, and stamped on the photo.

"Is that right, Daddy?" Daisy asked.

She pointed to the photo for Tony to see: "Everyone laughed."