Transformed Marvel Genius

The overall situation has been decided.

Stark Industries won.

After the presentation of the World Future Technology Outlook Conference.

Time flies, and it's time for the annual World Future Technology Prospects Conference.

The last time it was in the Massachusetts Hall of Harvard University, this time it was opened at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology next door.

Anna is still more concerned about this scientific event. Although MIT invited her, she refused and did not show up.

Through the live broadcast, Anna watched it on the computer.

The conference was the same, that is, the organizers changed a lot, Dr. Stern was not present, and Dr. Hall was not present, but Professor Selvig invited his female student, Jane Foster, to come up and preach.

On the organizer, the name of Victor von Doum was added, yes, that Doctor Doom's.

On the list of attendees, Anna also found familiar names, Fitz and Simmons, who were present on behalf of Dr. Hall.

There is also an unexpected person, George Tarleton, who is the actual controller of AIM in the comics, Mordock.

Now, this Mordor is still in normal proportions, which means that he is still just an ordinary scientific researcher.

The most eye-catching person at the conference is still Tony Stark.

This guy has been holding back for several days to build momentum.

Under the focus of the news media with long guns and short guns, in front of millions of live broadcasts, scientists were all in the room, and Stark flew over the big dome wearing the Mark 3 and smashed into the Killian Quadrangle, declaring the identity of Iron Man.

and the Ark nuclear reactor on his body.

Then, he had time.

"Mom, I don't want to go!" Anna said, clutching her satchel and wearing denim overalls.

She really doesn't want to go there. She is not a kindergarten girl at any parent-child activity scene, so who would play the game of you taking a picture and I'll take a picture.

Anna feels that she is a busy person who earns tens of thousands of dollars in minutes.

There is the second phase of the Xavier Castle project to be done, the inducement factor to be studied, and the biological nano-suit must also be put on the agenda. As a great scientist, I have been looking forward to the halogen egg bureau for a long time, Osborn is waiting, and I have to pretend to be a young girl. Parents, we are tired.

"No, you want to go." Maya glared at Anna, she felt that she was still living a wonderful life without Anna, so she could push her daughter to Stark occasionally.

In the garage, Stark waved to him, and Mayanu smiled.

To be atmospheric, Maya thinks.

Half an hour later, Stark took Anna to the East Hampton, Long Island Golf Club.

He wants to teach his daughter to play golf.

Stark felt that Anna's daily exercise was too little, and it would only add up to more and more fat.

Anna actually wanted to say that, regardless of whether she is exercising or not, as long as she doesn't solve the problem of the inducer, she will look like this, and she will look like glutinous rice balls.

But she won't tell Stark, it's too embarrassing, you tell your parents, you've been a little girl all your life... Anna wants to cover her face.

"Aim, backswing, turn...yes!"

Clap, the little short legs shoveled away a small piece of lawn.

The corners of Stark's mouth twitched, and he felt helpless. Next to Anna, the golf course lawn was like a dog's chop, biting from east to west, revealing the black soil layer under the turf.

From time to time, someone pointed at him, probably saying that Stark's teaching level was too poor.

Stark put on the sunglasses, mainly because he felt embarrassed and vandalized the public property: "Let's change the way of sports, just football."

Maya turned her face on the side, she had learned everything.

She felt that her daughter did not cooperate on purpose and bought her a piano. As a result, the piano in the castle was covered with dust.

Let her learn to draw. The circuit drawing is very exciting. In oil painting, Anna can only draw a picture of a chicken pecking at rice.

Signed her up for a Latin dance class, not to mention it, even mentioning Maya makes her blush.

Others take a square step, and they look like they are. Anna is not even willing to cooperate, regardless of what the teacher says or not, she just lies on the ground.

There is no tummy tuck in Latin dance.

The little short legs feel that they don't like it, they just don't like it. When they see something they don't like, the little short legs feel that they are wasting time even when they glance at them.

It is very tiring to educate such a daughter.

The cycle of heaven, the retribution was unhappy, and finally it was Stark's turn, Maya expressed that she was very happy.

Stark stood in front of the goal, the goal was not as high as his ass, put on gloves in both hands, squatted down, and beckoned to Anna: "comeon, goal scorer."

Defending the goal, Stark is serious.

There were already many people standing on the court, many of them from a family of three.

After seeing Anna and Stark, they felt that Stark's defensive posture was very professional.

Maya expressed her expectations. She felt that if Anna... it might not be possible for Anna to add a middle name, Stark.

Anna clutched her shoulder bag, never letting go of the shoulder bag. After all, there were hundreds of millions of assets in it. She glanced at the cheering Stark, then turned around and swept the crowd around.

Facing Maya's eager eyes.

Anna felt that she could be a little perfunctory.

Three meters away, Stark's feet occupy one-third of the goal, and there are two-thirds left. As long as Stark doesn't pay attention...

Pop... Anna kicked out a kick, a beautiful shot.

It slipped, and the sneakers brushed the football past.

The football rolls towards the goal under the friction of the feet.

roll roll roll...

In the end, the football stopped under Stark's crotch.

Not moving.

The football doesn't cooperate. Stark is so helpless. He sat down, slowly, and simultaneously pulled the ball from his crotch to the back.

Sent the last layer.

Anna had a small face, embarrassed.

She felt that Stark was too perfunctory~www.wuxiaspot.com~ dived and took the ball into the goal.

Even if you are perfunctory, you have to have some technical content, at least make others look more natural.

A group of onlookers also applauded.

It's like playing a horse and monkey show.

Anna turned her head and walked up the hillside. She didn't want to be treated like a monkey.

In fact, since Kojima came back, Anna's psychology has changed a lot.

First of all, she felt that she had grown up, she was eight years old, and she could no longer **** the bottle.

He took the baby bottle from the Donald Duck robot, turned off the bottle cap, and took a sip with the two little fat hands.

She thought sucking a pacifier was childish.

Secondly, she felt that she had ignored her parents' feelings and had to make up for it, otherwise Anna would not have gone to East Hampton.

Looking at Stark and Maya, they said they were playing with Anna, but they were actually playing with Anna.

Anna endured it. After all, family harmony and business can be improved to a higher level.

On the side, Stark did it, looking at the beach in East Hampton with Anna.

"Mr. Stark, if you grow pearls, you can give me a bunch."

Anna took a sip of milk and said, wiping the milk powder suspension from the corner of her mouth with her small hands.

Stark was silent.

In fact, Stark is not as powerful as he imagined. The bullets remain in his chest. Even though there is an electromagnet, he will still rub and rub when he is emotional.

The principle is the same as the shell produces pearls.

However, Stark is not a shell, he is a man.

In the process of friction, inflammation occurs, and the inflammation will evolve into a tumor if it does not recover for a long time. At this time, it is still benign. If the friction continues, it will become a malignant tumor, until the subsequent cancer.

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