Chapter 2264: Gotham Music Festival (Part 12)

Natasha's gaze swept across the audience like a hawk, and finally gave Pamela a look. She conducted a wave of eye contact.

"Help me out, there are too many lunatics here."

"Helping is possible, but the reward..."

"First of all, I'm not a lesbian."

"To tell you the truth, my psychological gender is male."

"Then there's no problem."

Pamela stood up and walked to Clark's side, clinked glasses with him first. Clark turned around blankly to look at Pamela. Pamela said: "The new Professor Schiller, aren't you going to say hello?"

Clark immediately stood up, walked to Schiller's side with Pamela, and asked: "How should I address him?"

"Of course, Doctor."

"Is he a psychiatrist? Uh, I'm not saying Professor Schiller isn't, but he usually doesn't let people call him doctor."

"Yes, this Schiller is a psychiatrist, and he's very famous. His consultation fee can even make Bruce Wei En flinch."

"Then he must be very powerful." Clark immediately walked over, bent down with a smile. Schiller turned his head and looked up at him, instantly feeling like he was seeing the sun, instinctively narrowing his eyes. This smile was a bit too dazzling.

When Peter was young—of course, referring to when he had just entered high school and was only about 16 years old—he also often smiled like this. However, later in high school, everyone was pretending to be cool. Once, Peter was a bit frustrated and said others said his smile was silly. Later, he never smiled like that again.

This is one of the few things that Schiller and those around him regret, because no one had ever praised Peter's smile before, which might be an important reason for his decision. Society generally calls this "moving toward maturity."

Schiller smiled and took the initiative to clink glasses with Clark. Clark looked flattered, but he immediately showed an even brighter smile and said: "Too exaggerated, Dr. Schiller. I dare not think I have this honor. If I say now that it's not my birthday today, will you take all this back?"

"Of course not, just toasting to your smile." Schiller drank the largest mouthful of wine today for the first time in his life.

Clark raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had heard stories about Dr. Schiller from Bruce, but clearly, hearing a hundred times is not as good as seeing once.

Schiller's profile looked much softer than usual. Really amazing, Clark thought. One face can express so many differences, but it must be admitted that vivid expressions are more eye-catching.

Then he touched his face. Clark smiled like this every day, but no one said anything more about his smile because of it, or rather, his face didn't need a smile to add color. But this kind of praise still made him very happy.

Smiling requires paying emotions. A highly infectious smile itself is consuming one's own emotions to drive others. Clark turned this into a habit because he likes to share happiness with others.

Although he doesn't ask for a return, when someone realizes this, it proves that what he has been doing all along is successful, especially since this person is a psychologist. This proves that it must be very effective. Could it be that his casual effort brings more joy to others than he imagined?

"Too much praise, Doctor." Clark drank a glass of wine happily and said: "Compared to my smile, yours is rarer. I'm starting to hope it's my birthday today."

"Then invite me when it's your birthday." Schiller said: "I will remember to smile when you close your eyes and make a wish."

Clark laughed out loud immediately. He really liked this doctor, so he said: "What makes me feel regret is that your consultation fee is too expensive, otherwise I really hope..."

"As you can see, there are two super-rich people at our table now, and both are your friends. So now, who is willing to pay the consultation fee for Clark?"

Lex and Bruce snorted at the same time.

Schiller immediately changed the way of asking, "It's a price that can't be afforded unless you are the richest person in the world. Now, who is willing?"

White Tank leaned over.

Schiller pushed him away, saw Bruce and Lex pressing their phones at the same time, so he also opened his phone and found two text messages appearing on his screen at the same time.

He immediately opened the screen to show Clark. Clark didn't see anything else, only a series of zeros.

He felt a bit dizzy. He had received enough praise today; he really didn't need more proof of his value. If this continued, he would really feel that humanity had finally remembered to drug him and slice him up after 20-plus years.

"The bidding is very fierce." Schiller said with a hint of teasing: "If this continues, you can only sell yourself to the Earth. But I will try my best to beautify this matter, so it doesn't look like we trafficked you."

Natasha leaned over to look at the phone. Schiller also handed the phone to her. The female agent sighed with feigned regret and said: "It looks like you can't accompany me tonight. Who told them to have money?"

Clark fled in panic.

Clearly, New Yorkers prefer the drama of teasing pure and innocent boys. The Scarlet Witch glanced at the phone and said: "Wow, but I still have to say he is worth it. If it were me, I would choose the blue-eyed one. That red-haired one has to work harder."

After speaking, she kept using provocative eyes to glance at Lex, as if wanting him to increase the price. Natasha said, not fearing the chaos: "That's not how it works. You can't be swayed by looks in business; you have to speak with strength. I heard that the actual controller of Wei En Enterprises now is not Bruce Wei En, but his father. I don't need to say who to choose, right?"

"I think there is a noble princess sitting here." Professor X clearly wasn't as serious as he looked. He said: "Sometimes, paying too much attention to wealth value is a bit cliché. I think truly noble bloodlines won't change with time, and have higher inheritance value than fleeting clouds."

Diana was stunned. How come it's her business again?

Schiller immediately looked at Professor X and said: "Yes, you just like princesses."

Magneto immediately cast a murderous gaze.

Wanda immediately captured the opportunity and followed up: "Especially non-human princesses, powerful and beautiful, noble status, and their hometown is very far from Earth, not easy to enter or exit, and there is no signal, so you can't even make a phone call."

"Is this why you want to marry a phone?" Magneto fought back without being outdone.

Jarvis, feeling Wanda's anger, raised his head blankly from the rice bowl, and was pressed back down by Wanda with a slap. Wanda withdrew her hand and said: "That is also a phone made by the most genius Iron God in the universe, and some people claim to be the God of Electromagnetism, but I haven't seen them make anything."

"You make it clear first, who is the most genius in the universe?!" White Tank stared at Wanda and raised his tone.

Jason, who had just finished a bowl of porridge, wiped his mouth, poked Tim with his elbow, and said: "They are so strange, donkey lips don't match horse mouths."

"Too noisy." Tim frowned and said: "I don't know where they get so many words to say."

"When humans think, God laughs. That's because God doesn't know how noisy humans can be when they don't think." Jason looked around and said: "Is this kind of talk that far exceeds quality in quantity what people often call chatting?"

"Then it seems that the group next to them is even more idle." Tim picked his ears, looked at the table full of Spider-Men with a wrinkled face. The movement made by that table became the background sound for every table. Tim felt that moving the great battle of seabirds into the restaurant would be just like this, just like sparrows debating—Gotham sparrows.

Over there, Wanda and Jarvis were also discussing. Wanda supported her head and leaned in Jarvis's arms, lowered her voice and said: "Those two kids are really strange, how come I haven't seen them smile?"

"Maybe their personalities are relatively introverted." Jarvis said.

Wanda sighed softly and said: "Pietro was also often said to be introverted when he was young. Actually, he was still noisy enough to give me a headache in private... Sigh, look at that little girl over there, she's so cute. Do you have candy?"

"I suggest you don't bring her over." Jarvis said very cautiously: "She might be a little different from the children we know."

"Different? How different can she be? Can she be harder to deal with than Helen? Last time I talked to Chthon on the phone, she almost rushed along the phone line to bite him."

"This one might bite more than once..."

Before Jarvis finished speaking, Wanda had already gone over to tease Aisha. It could be seen that she really liked children. After not long, she teased Aisha until she giggled, and then hugged her over from Dick.

Aisha's growth rate is much slower than Helen's, possibly because she doesn't really want to grow up, so she is still a little girl who can be hugged.

"So cute, like a little shark." Wanda clearly liked Aisha very much, kept kissing her cheeks and said: "Baby shark, baby shark, swim, swim..."

Aisha was teased by the nursery rhyme Wanda sang and giggled. Jarvis, who scanned Aisha's tooth hardness, sat stiffly there. His analysis instrument told him that this little girl had an 87% probability of wanting to use him as a teething stick, while his girlfriend only thought she was a cute shark.

Jarvis wasn't sure if his machine body strength could withstand Aisha's teeth, but he was very sure that this cute baby shark wouldn't let go once she bit down. His emotion analysis function had always been accurate.

"Alright, Wanda, teasing children while they are eating is a bad habit. It will make them lose focus. If you really want to become a preschool teacher, you have to pay attention to these details."

Jarvis felt Professor X's kindness so clearly for the first time. An angel descending to earth wouldn't be much more than this.

"She has to adapt to the sharp teeth of this group of little demons." Magneto spoke immediately. Jarvis saw the blatant malice in his eyes. Very good, if there are angels, there must be demons. It's really happy that he is his father-in-law and not his biological father.

Jarvis sighed, reached out and hugged Wanda's waist. Wanda was startled by him, turned to look at him. Jarvis leaned over and said: "You wouldn't want to marry a phone without arms, dear. Put her back."

Aisha had been moving, and the table vibrated slightly. White Tank finally couldn't stand it anymore, looked at Wanda with full disgust, and said: "If you really like it, just give birth to one yourself, okay? Go give birth now, stay away from here."

Very good, Jarvis thought quite desperately, the biological father is indeed not a demon, it's just that biological fathers in every universe have the precise ability to drive every woman crazy.

The moment Wanda's hair floated up, Aisha was shocked for only one second, and then let out a loud cry.

"Oh, oh, my god." Wanda immediately came back to her senses, hugged Aisha and patted her back, saying: "Don't cry, don't cry..."

"She will be a good teacher." Schiller clinked glasses gently with Professor X and said: "And will also be a good mother."

Professor X smiled mysteriously and said: "She is about to be. Why do you think Erik has been angry lately?" ===== CHAPTER 2265 =====