Everyday life at Midtown High School

Early the next morning, Steve didn't see Stark and his son in the training room again.

This is not the first time they have been absent from school.

In fact, apart from being diligent in the first few days, in the following days, every time Tony had a new idea, he would be busy beating in his laboratory and staying up all night, so he stayed up all night The serious result is day and night upside down, not sleeping at night, not getting up in the morning;

And Pooh lost most of his interest in fighting classes after discovering the painful fact that 'fighting training can't be crashed'.

"Our progress is too slow! Why can't we act like in the movie?"

Pooh couldn't help complaining when Steve pointed out his mistake sternly.

Then, he also asked him enthusiastically: "Can you give me a memory instillation? Or read the memories left in the DNA of the ancestors?"

The veteran looked at him in bewilderment: "What? Is there such a thing in the new century?"

Fortunately, Hawkeye happened to pass by the ventilation duct above.

He poked his head out from an unknown place on the ceiling, and asked with a smile, "Pooh, have you been playing Assassin's Creed recently?"

"Clint, why are you drilling the ventilation duct again?"

Steve frowned.

"Yeah."

Pooh nodded happily, stretched out his arms, posed an assassin jumping POSE, and said in particular: "Look, a leap of faith!"

"Clint, you have to come down, Tony's going to be mad again."

Steve continued patiently.

"Tony won't be angry, he's used to it... As for Pooh, you'd better give up."

After answering Steve, Hawkeye said unceremoniously to Pooh: "Look at yourself, and then look at your father! I think it is impossible for your ancestors to have the blood of assassins. If it were me, there might be some That’s a bit of a possibility. So, even if you trace the memory in your DNA, you won’t become a master of fighting.”

"Clint, Tony's current level of fighting skills is actually not bad."

Although Steve didn't understand what they were talking about, he couldn't help but say something fair for his 'student': "Although he often doesn't come to class, he learns very fast and has his own personality. style."

"Personal style, did he even invent the Iron Fist?"

Hawkeye joked.

"No iron fist."

Steve was paralyzed by his teammates' ever-so wild imaginations.

But he still explained solemnly: "Tony's brain is like a computer, it spins very fast. When fighting, it will automatically analyze which parts to attack to win, how to dodge to minimize the loss, and know how to use everything around you to fight. Something to use...remember that battle in New York? I watched the battle video later..."

"What's so beautiful about that?"

Hawkeye couldn't help complaining, "I really don't want to see myself being chased and beaten by aliens."

"Who gave you this illusion!"

Steve suddenly said seriously: "Clint, you are the best archer in the world. I saw with my own eyes through the video that you shot the quiver with all your strength, and the arrow never missed."

Hawkeye immediately felt uncomfortable being praised.

He retracted his head back into the ventilation duct, only the voice was still there, proving that he hadn't left: "Why did you get involved with me, didn't you mean Tony?"

Steve smiled slightly: "It seems that you need to have a meeting some other day to analyze and analyze the battle situation that day."

"Is it a commendation meeting? Are there any gifts?"

Winnie joined in the fun with a smile.

"It's not all praise, there should be shortcomings."

Steve said it honestly.

Then, he asked humbly: "Is it popular to give gifts in the meeting now?"

Pooh and Clint said in unison, "Yes."

Steve looked at Pooh suspiciously.

"Wait, Steve! Aren't you my dad's bodyguard? What does a meeting have to do with you?"

Pooh regained consciousness in an instant.

"Uh..." Steve was speechless for a moment.

"He can occasionally help refer to strategies and tactics!"

Hawkeye replied quickly.

Pooh was skeptical.

But Hawkeye Clint obviously hasn't seen enough of the excitement between Stark and his son and Captain America.

In order not to let Pooh continue to pursue it, he quickly changed the subject: "What did you just say about Tony?"

"Oh, he's very smart. During the Battle of New York, he took the initiative to provoke the mechanical dragon without fear of death, leading it to the Hulk to eliminate it. This strategy is a test of courage and ability to control the overall situation. If he can't Grasp the right time and accurately estimate the coordinates of your teammates, if you can't find Hulk in time, you have to deal with that huge mechanical dragon by yourself."

Steve once again sighed and said: "He is really smart, and he is also practicing fighting now. Many unexpected attack moves can always attack people's vulnerable positions when people are not paying attention, so as to win... "

Steve didn't care about Tony's behavior of complaining about his "well-developed limbs, only knowing how to fight by physical instinct", but gave Tony a high praise for his fighting style.

However, Pooh couldn't help showing a look of surprise, and blurted out to ask: "So, last time I saw, he reached out to grab your lower body just because that kind of attack is the most powerful...not that you two are flirting?"

Hawkeye laughed so hard that he rolled in the air duct.

Steve's handsome face turned red almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Pooh! Why should I flirt with your dad?"

He defended in a slightly stern tone, but at this time it didn't sound intimidating at all: "Why do you think me and your dad are flirting in the training room, it's a public place!"

"My dad doesn't care about that."

Pooh said nonchalantly, "But, Steve..."

He asked with a surprised expression: "Do you only care about 'public places'?"

There was a full ten seconds of silence.

"Don't talk about those things, we have to go back to training and fighting." Steve said.

Looking at the stern 'do you dare to refuse to try' look in those blue eyes, Pooh compromised hopelessly: "Okay."

In the follow-up training, Pooh was quite attentive.

But it was still unavoidable. After this day, he continued to miss classes from time to time.

"Children in the new century are simply growing in honeypots."

With his hands on his hips, Steve thought helplessly: "When Bucky and I were young, if we had this kind of opportunity to study, we would have squeezed in desperately and listened to the class carefully. "

So, he decided to go and wake Pooh up.

As for Tony, Steve decides to put up with it for now, considering he's likely to stay up all night.

He knocked on the door of Pooh's bedroom: "It's time for you to get up, kid."

Then, he waited patiently for about 10 minutes, and was about to ask Jarvis if there was anyone in the room when the door opened.

Harry was wearing a suit and leather shoes, with a small bow tie around his neck. He looked formal, as if he was about to attend a dinner party.

"Good morning, Uncle Steve."

He politely offered to greet Steve.

"Good morning to you too, Harry."

Steve's expression could not help but ease slightly.

In fact, at the beginning, everyone's initial impression of Harry was that of "Pooh's immature little boyfriend".

But as he moved into the Avengers Building, the inevitable daily interactions made everyone familiar with him.

Unlike Pooh, who can chat with anyone, Harry doesn't chat casually with everyone.

He is very defensive. If he doesn't get along with him for a long time, it is difficult to accept others easily.

But at the same time, when he recognizes a person, he will pay much more emotion than ordinary people.

Because of Pooh, he treats the Avengers in the building very politely and politely most of the time.

The grass-roots Hawkeye didn't like him very much at first, thinking he was putting on airs.

But in the later getting along, I found that Harry was kind by nature, but the living environment made him used to such a cautious attitude, so he no longer had the repulsion mentality.

It's just that he still doesn't like dealing with Harry very much.

It doesn't matter who is right or wrong, it's just that the behavior and style of doing things are not right.

Natasha is a professional secret agent.

As long as she wants, she can get along with anyone.

She has rich experience and can see through Harry's soft nature, so she doesn't reject being friendly with him.

But I have to say that in terms of attitude towards Harry, there is no way to be as casual as Pooh. After all, not everyone is as thick-skinned as Pooh, and they are easy to talk without holding grudges.

At the same time, because of a genetic disease in his family, Harry needs to check his body regularly, which made him very familiar with Dr. Banner recently.

Dr. Banner is a very good-natured, knowledgeable and respectable scientist without turning into the Hulk. He gets along well with Harry. Harry is very good at learning and asked him many questions, so , even the way of getting along with individuals is a bit similar to the relationship between teachers and students.

"He's a lot easier to teach than Pooh."

Once, Dr. Banner sighed to Natasha: "Pooh is like his father in this respect, he has whimsical ideas from time to time. Their heads seem to be connected to the black hole of the universe, and they were still discussing a moment ago." Electronic circuit boards, the next moment it became a question of atmospheric pressure. When I told him about the knowledge, I had to concentrate on remembering what I was going to say, and I had to deal with his constant interruption of questions. Then, you have to work hard to keep up with his jumping and boundless thinking and imagination... As for Harry, he is very patient, and he will always listen to me first and then ask questions one by one."

Finally there is Steve.

(What, Saul, you ask? He's probably still over the moon, drying up the mournful mourning of a lost love.)

Steve is a person who seldom has bad feelings towards others, plus the problem of age...

For no apparent reason, he always has a strange feeling that 'everyone I see in front of me is my grandchildren', and he habitually shows everyone the relaxed and kind smile of an elder.

When Harry faced him, no matter what he thought in his heart, he was used to being polite to others, so he got along very well.

Moreover, he is one of the few people in this building who has "good living habits, early to bed and early to rise, hard work and study, and very self-disciplined".

That was enough to make Steve feel good.

A top student with excellent academic performance!Good boy!no doubt!

Therefore, when Steve saw him, even his tone subconsciously softened.

"Is Pooh not up yet?"

As he asked casually, he subconsciously glanced inside the door, but he didn't hear anything or see anything.

Harry pursed his lips and replied, "Yes, he slept a little late last night and was quite tired. So..."

He said in a pleading tone: "Today's fighting class, can he ask for leave?"

"Ask for leave?"

Steve frowned slightly and said, "Harry, you can't always let him be lazy..."

"Really just this once, Uncle Steve, really, I can swear it." Harry continued to plead earnestly.

Steve looked at him in surprise, wondering what the two kids were up to, but finally relented.

"What did he do last night? I remember he came back very early, did he stay up late playing games again? It's not okay to always be like this..."

Steve and Harry asked this in passing as they walked towards the living room.

"No."

Harry replied honestly: "I seriously fulfilled my obligations as a couple last night. I worked hard for several hours."

At this moment, the image of a top student and a good boy with excellent character and learning suddenly shattered to pieces.

This kind of thing...

Is it possible to speak out so frankly?

"I really don't understand the children of the new century."

Steve: ...my perspective is being reshaped every day.