Chapter 11

The next day, Mr. Iron Man put on a hat for the first time.

It wasn't a handsome baseball hat, a casual wide-brimmed hat, or a gentleman's hat, but a … top hat, like a chef's or a magician's hat.

He didn't have to see outsiders, but the Avengers, Pep, Hapi, and the others who were active in the Duplex Building hadn't left yet.

Miss Pep knocked on the door at eight in the morning and waited for him to open the door. The moment the door was opened, her eyes naturally fell on Iron Man, and her smile gradually disappeared.

"Mr. Stark, can you explain what's with the hat on your head?"

"You might not pay attention to DQ Magazine, it's this year's popular magazine." Tony Stark pressed down on the brim of his hat, indicating that he was very satisfied.

"Okay, whatever."

Pep walked in front with the documents in her arms and said, "There's a meeting tonight …"

"Cancel it."

"Your press conference?"

"Delay."

"The female reporter last time …"

"I'm not seeing her."

The sound of high heels instantly disappeared.

Pep stood in place, her eyes slightly widened. She stared at Tony in shock and strangeness, as if she wanted to understand her boss's psychological activities.

"I suddenly want to take a vacation.

What do you think? "He raised his eyebrows.

"It's up to you.

I'm only responsible for canceling the trip. "She shrugged and replied unhappily.

Tony Stark looked calm on the surface, and even wanted to dance to a disco, but his fingers on his waist trembled inadvertently.

He could vaguely feel the breathing of Xiao Huahua on top of his head. Yes, he wasn't wrong. When it photosynthesized, it seemed to be tightly connected to his heart.

He tried to pull off the flower, but just a slight tug of the leaves made his head hurt, as if his head was a petri dish.

This feeling wasn't very good.

"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first," Pep said.

"Say hello to Hapi for me."

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, a strong wind suddenly blew on the balcony outside the floor-to-ceiling window.

With a crack, accompanied by a low roar, Thor Sault was punched in by the Hulk and slammed into the wall.

"Roar!"

The Hulk pounded his chest angrily and slowly returned to his human form. Professor Banna was wearing a pair of big pants, and his expression was a little shy and gentle. He walked in and said, "I'm sorry, it's all Sault's fault for almost killing me when he came down from the Bifrost … My mother?

Tony!

What happened to you?! "

It turned out that when Sault rushed in with the glass, Tony only cared about pulling Pep and dodging, but forgot about the hat on his head.

As a result, everyone present saw a strange thing on top of the Iron Man's head.

It was pink and tender, swaying in the wind, delicate and cute … Little Huahua.

"…"

"…"

"… Pfft!" Professor Banna couldn't hold it in anymore.

He calmly picked up his hat and patted it. "I'll kill whoever tells me."

…

An hour later.

The Avengers, including the high-level agents of SHIELD, all knew that a Little Huahua had grown on Iron Man's head when he woke up.

It was said that the internal news had already spread to the X-Men and the Justice League, because Professor Banna was a big mouth who couldn't keep secrets and had a good personal relationship with the superheroes in the other camps.

Nick Fury came over with a group to check on him, telling him not to be afraid and that everything would get better.

Black Widow Natasha asked a rather critical question, "Does it need to be watered?

It looks a little listless. "

As soon as she said that, the group of people suddenly perked up and sat up straight, waiting for Stark to nod.

"It won't be short of water."

Mr. Iron Man, who was sitting in the center of the crowd, had a wooden face, and the Little Huahua on top of his head swayed slightly with his words. "Because my head is full of water now."

… That's why I'm counting on these guys to keep the secret!

*

When she woke up, the world was still beautiful.

The photos hadn't changed at all. An Li shook her head and stuffed the photos into the folder. Perhaps there was something wrong with her method.

In order to find out the secret of the pen, An Li packed up and went out early. She followed the address and found Monica Ferriton's former residence.

It was a two-story red brick villa. The greenery in the yard had long been barren, and some bastard had thrown a stone at the glass on the first floor, leaving spiderweb-like cracks.

An Li stood downstairs and was surprised to see someone walk out of the building.

"Hello?

Are you the owner of this house? "An Li waved and asked.

"No, I just come here regularly to clean."

The other party was wearing plain work clothes. She was a middle-aged Latino woman in her forties. She sized up An Li carefully and looked enlightened. "May I ask if you're Miss An Li, who inherited Mrs. Ferriton's inheritance?

I've seen your photo. "

An Li was stunned. "How did you know?"

She smiled. "That's great!

Mrs. Ferriton said that she would leave this house to you when she was alive. I've been cleaning here for many years and have been waiting. Finally, there's a good result.

I haven't been able to clean up because of the hemorrhoid surgery, so I wanted to contact you after I cleaned up, but you were faster than I expected. "

"…"

An Li, who had imagined an adventure, didn't expect the clue to be so simple.

An Li got the property certificate and the key. She walked into the building and looked at the furnishings from the first floor to the second floor.

The style of the house was elegant and mysterious like the Victorian era. Many of the furnishings in the house were old. There was a thick carpet, complicated patterns, and a fake deer head mold hanging on the wall of the living room.

She walked around and pushed the door into the bedroom. There was a black oil lamp by the bed, and a book was casually pressed under the lamp. It didn't fit in with the tidiness of the entire building.

An Li walked forward, picked up the book, and opened it. She was surprised.

It turned out to be Mrs. Ferriton's diary.

There were many scattered records of her attempts with a pen, but she didn't seem to be able to use this pen. Like Deadpool, she drew terrible monsters and even caused a disaster in the mid-20th century.

An Li put the book in her bag and walked around without finding anything new.

She thought that the information in the diary was enough for her to study for a long time, so she planned to fly back to New York in the evening.

At this time, An Li didn't know how much trouble she had caused to Iron Man because of the little flower she had inadvertently drawn.

In the next few days, there was no sign of him in any activities, and even Stark didn't attend the banquet.

Every day, Tony, who had a little flower on his head, looked for the Ancient One and the Auror of the New York headquarters for consultation. Unfortunately, he still didn't find anything.

And more people knew that he had a little flower on his head.

Shit！

…

An Li returned home. The hardworking little people were diligent every day, wearing pocket aprons, wiping up and down with a rag, wiping the whole room until it was shining.

She gratefully added some lines to them to make them look more specific. The little people chirped excitedly and danced happily hand in hand.

An Li: "…"

They're really easy to satisfy, silly and sweet.

The ice blue crystal placed in the bedroom was still emitting a blue light.

An Li touched it gently, and the ice blue light flickered a few times when she touched it. The flashing light was extremely beautiful. The little people gathered around to watch the fun. She sat on the bed in a daze for a moment, then she turned over the diary and continued to read.

Lyon's message beeped.

"An Li!

Come quickly!

Hurry!

The Wayne Group invested in the movie, and there are still a few supporting roles that haven't been chosen. Bruce Wayne is on the set! "

Lyon aimed at An Li's opportunity to rise. He didn't expect that she could play the main role in a commercial movie with hundreds of millions of investment, even if it was a small supporting role. The main thing was to let the directors, producers, and investors on the scene see that Bruce Wayne knew An Li, and there would be a lot of benefits in the future.

An Li didn't understand the logic behind Lyon's sentence.

She replied, "I want to sleep, next time."

"Have you thought about it?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll take this month's salary first."

An Li stood up abruptly. "Where are you, I'll be right there!"

*

An Li arrived at the set, but before she could enter, she was stopped by the security guards outside the building.

Fortunately, Lyon arrived in time and took An Li in. He talked non-stop along the way, only expressing one theme —

Vivian, who was signed by Lyon at the same time, had already gotten the fourth female role in the movie, and An Li couldn't show weakness.

An Li was absent-minded and nodded along the way.

There weren't many people she didn't like, and Vivian was one of them. It wasn't because Lyon compared her from time to time, but because this woman's attitude was unfriendly. She was like a proud rooster, always provoking her.

Therefore, she chose to ignore Vivian and succeeded in angering her several times.

Vivian was a beauty with blonde hair and blue eyes. She originally had long brown hair, but because blonde hair looked better and was more popular, she bleached and dyed it light gold all year round.

She was wearing a tight V-neck dress, and her figure was enchanting and charming. She called An Li's name from afar. "Hey, hey, come here."

An Li looked around and pretended not to hear her as she sat on the bench.

In contrast, she was wearing a loose gray sportswear, sneakers, and a baseball cap that covered her entire body, looking very inconspicuous.

However, from the side, one could still see the beautiful curve of her chin and the tip of her nose.

Lyon kicked An Li and said in a low voice, "Hurry, Mr. Wayne is sitting in the office. Go and say hello to him."

"I can't, I have social phobia."

"Get lost!"

An Li hugged the back of the bench, and Lyon grabbed her arm and tried to get her up. The two of them were like a tug-of-war when the door of the office was suddenly opened, and one person walked out first.

He was surrounded by all kinds of beauties, and An Li was hugging the chair with a twisted face, refusing to let go.

The two of them looked at each other.

"…"

"…"

Wayne raised the corner of his lips.

The producer immediately glared at Lyon, blaming him for not knowing what was going on.

Lyon quickly let go of his hand, regretting it. The producer asked with a dark face, "Who is this?"

"An actress I signed with." Lyon's explanation was dry. He knew that today was completely messed up.

The fourth female lead, Miss Vivian, was watching the show the whole time.

"An Li?" He called her name.

An Li's movements paused, and she reluctantly took off her hat. Her black hair poured down like a waterfall, revealing her delicate and beautiful face.

The producer and the staff behind him, who had been angry just now, were stunned.

Bruce Wayne had been waiting for her to appear today.

These days, he had been trying to find a target because several news articles had linked An Li together. The sudden appearance of Deadpool made him more convinced of some of his conjectures.

Thus, he compared the handwriting and looked up a lot of secret information. In the end, he came to a shocking conclusion —