Masked Rider from Marvel World

"It's a little exaggerated, but a beating is inevitable."

"Mr. Stark, actually I..."

"Shut up, I used to be as young and frivolous as you, but after being beaten up by him, I no longer have that idea.

Let's talk about why we called you here first!" Stark interrupted him rudely. It was useless for him to say anything at this time. He would understand everything after Ling Ge taught him how to behave.

Stark punched Peter Parker on the shoulder and laughed, "I'm sorry I took your costume back then, but I say, you asked for it.

Turns out that was exactly the tough-love moment you needed, right!

It just happens to motivate you to work harder, don’t you think so?

That’s the end of the story.”

"Mr. Stark, I really..." Peter Parker wanted to say something.

"Okay! I admit that I underestimated you.

Especially when I saw you being buried alive and then crawling out by yourself, to be honest, at that time I seemed to see myself being kidnapped and taken to Afghanistan.

I think with a little more guidance, you can become really indispensable to the team."

"In the team?" Peter Parker asked nervously, his expression full of disbelief.

“Yes, in short, there are many journalists behind this door now, real journalists.

Put it on when you're ready!

Then I will announce to the world the newest member of the Avengers, Spider-Man."

As Stark spoke, a hatch quickly opened, revealing a brand new spider suit in red and black. It had an extraordinary aura from a distance, and was much stronger than the high-tech suit.

Peter Parker slowly approached, looked at the suit, and babbled excitedly, "Me, me, wow!"

"How's it going? When we're done, Happy will arrange a dormitory for you here."

"Thank you, really, Mr. Stark, but I think, forget it!"

The smile on Stark's face froze instantly, not understanding why he made this decision.

Could it be that people don’t cherish things that are too easy to get? But it wasn’t easy for him to get this spot!

"You just said, forget it?"

"What I mean is that I should just keep my feet on the ground!

It's good to be a friendly neighborhood Spider-Man, but someone has to continue to help the little people, right!" Peter Parker said embarrassedly.

"Can I understand that you are rejecting me?

Parker, look at that uniform and then look at me.

I'll ask you one last time, do you agree or refuse?" Stark asked seriously.

"No." Peter Parker said without thinking.

"Okay! It really has a bit of the working-class style of a child, but I like it." Stark said easily, trying his best to hide his slight embarrassment.

424. This is really not a test, give me some face

"Wow, this is such an embarrassment." Ling Ge sneered. Tony Stark had the nerve to personally invite a 15-year-old high school student to join the Avengers, but was rejected. If this got out, everyone would laugh to death.

"Please shut up and take him away, okay?" Stark said unhappily, "By the way, aren't you going to beat him up?

Please wait until I finish the things at hand before starting, and then please be sure to leave a seat for me as an audience member."

"That's no problem." Ling Ge smiled. Peter Parker is still quite good, but he is particularly disliked at certain times.

Stark put the new suit away, and Peter Parker watched it disappear from his sight.

"What's wrong? It's not too late if you regret it now. I can make an exception and give you another chance."

"Still no, thank you for your approval, Mr. Stark."

"You're welcome, Mr. Parker. You're welcome."

"This is actually a test, right? There are no reporters behind the door at all." Peter Parker said proudly, as if he had seen through everything.

The other three looked at each other in bewilderment. Who did this kid learn this method of imagination from? How could he be so good that he paved the way for Stark to step down.

“Yes, you can see that.

Congratulations, you have passed this test of fame and fortune." Stark breathed a sigh of relief. This time he was not so embarrassed, at least he still had a fig leaf left.

"Why are you still standing here? Take him out right now." Stark glanced at Ling Ge several times, with a hint of urgency in his tone.

Hurry up! Otherwise, we will be exposed when the reporters come out.

Ling Ge gave him a look in return and said, "It's not us, it's you who was exposed. I know nothing about it."

Although he said that, Ling Ge still pulled Peter Parker out of the hall, giving Stark, who was a man who cared about his reputation, some face.

But no one noticed that when he left, he threw a small locust robot into the corner.

"Actually, this kid is really good." Happy walked over and said.

Stark spread his hands, his face full of helplessness. He was happy to leave, but what should he do with the press conference? He couldn't really hold a party like before, or pull Iron Man onto the stage to show off, right?

At this time, the door opened, revealing a densely packed crowd sitting inside.

Potts walked out anxiously and closed the door, "Where's the child?"

Happy: "He's gone."

"But everyone is waiting!"

Stark took a deep breath and turned around. "He really made a well-thought-out choice. It shocked us so much that our eyeballs dropped to the ground."

"You guys messed it up!" Potts said calmly.

“It was the detective who pulled him away, as if he had something to deal with.

You know, I can't beat him.

Well, I mean, I can’t stop him.”

If Ling Ge were here, he would definitely praise him for being a good blame-shifter.

"Oh my God! I have a room full of people waiting for big news. How am I going to explain this to them?"

"Use your brain, why not...

Well..."

Two seconds later, Stark turned his gaze to Happy, "Happy, do you still have the ring? It's the engagement ring."

"Me? Are you sure you're not kidding?" Happy asked in astonishment, then fumbled around his body and pulled out a diamond ring, "I've been wearing this since 2008."

Stark and Potts looked at it, both with their mouths wide open. Now they were really being forced into doing something.

"Okay!" Stark breathed a sigh of relief. This seemed to be a good idea.

"I think I can think of a better way." Potts' mouth twitched slightly. It's not that this method is not possible. Frankly speaking, she has been waiting for this day for many years. However, convening a large group of reporters just to announce a proposal always seems a bit exaggerated.

"Using the ring will save us some time." Stark said eagerly, and kissed Potts.

After they separated, Potts walked towards the door happily, but was a little indignant, "You actually put that thing in your pocket."

"Let me open the door for you, dear."

"I will do it myself."

Stark followed closely behind Potts, and just before he entered the door, Happy threw the ring to him.

...

Outside the base.

Ling Ge enthusiastically showed Peter Parker how Stark dealt with the problem after being rejected by a naughty kid.

"What do you think? Spider-Man almost joined the Avengers." Ling Ge put away the locust robot and asked meaningfully.

Peter Parker stared with his eyes wide open, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He felt like he had missed out on hundreds of millions.

"So, that wasn't a test, Mr. Stark was really inviting me to join the Avengers?" Peter Parker murmured.

“Of course it’s not a test.

To be honest, you are really a surprising guy!

Just now you lost the opportunity you have always dreamed of, and I guarantee that this may be the closest you will ever be to success in your life.

But you gave it up and made a relationship that had dragged on for years come true. I have to say, this self-sacrificing spirit really touched me."

Peter Parker didn't have the heart to listen to Ling Ge's sarcasm now. He just covered his face and buried his head in his arms.

"What did I miss?" Peter Parker said with a look of regret, as if he had won a lottery worth millions, but the strong wind blew it away when he went to cash in the prize.

"Mr. Lingge, if I go over there now, will Mr. Stark give me another chance?"

Ling Ge was slightly stunned, and looked at Peter Parker with a caring look for the mentally retarded, "What do you think?

You just really humiliated him, and now you expect him to act as if nothing happened? That's a joke.

Also, try to keep the passage you just saw confidential!

Otherwise it would really be a slap in Stark's face."

"I understand." Peter Parker nodded regretfully. He estimated that he would be the neighborhood hero for a long time to come. As for the shortcut to becoming a world hero, he had blocked it just now.

...

Half an hour later, Stark, with a rosy face, came to the two of them with Happy.

"Is the problem solved?" Ling Ge asked knowingly.

"Not only has it been solved, but it has been solved perfectly." Stark said with a smile, "Mr. Parker, I owe you an enormous favor this time.

Fortunately, you passed the test. Really, I sincerely thank you from the bottom of my heart."

"Haha! You're welcome," Peter Parker said frustratedly.

"Hey, what's going on?

Didn't I tell you to wait until I'm done with it before you start fighting? You guys are done fighting right after I came out, this is too boring!" Stark looked at Ling Ge and said speechlessly.

"Uh, we're just getting started! We haven't even started fighting yet!"

"Then why does he look so hopeless? This shouldn't be the case!"

Hearing this, Ling Ge looked at him strangely. His hopelessness in life is based on the premise that you have achieved your long-cherished wish. How dare you ask?

"Here's the thing, this kid is pretty crazy about being a hero.

Just now, you told me that it would be great if it wasn't a test!" Ling Ge said, trying not to laugh.

"Oh! It's too late to regret it now." Stark said proudly. Not to mention that I have used this press conference to propose to you, just look at your straightforward rejection style. Without three to five years of lessons, cough cough! It is estimated that there will be no chance for precipitation.

"I didn't say I regretted it, I just felt it was a pity." Peter Parker said hesitantly, eager to vent the sadness in his heart!

"Ling Ge, don't we still have things to do? Hurry up!"

"Mr. Parker, I think this matter still needs careful consideration. It's better to delay it as long as possible."

"No, I know my limits. I just feel a little itchy lately?"

"Itchy hands? It's the skin that's itchy!

I've never seen someone so enthusiastic about taking the initiative to get beaten." Stark thought to himself, and then looked at Ling Ge, "Although I also hope to see this exciting round of duel, I'm in a particularly good mood today, so...

Just give me some face and don’t be too harsh! And try not to hit me in the face.”

“Well, I didn’t intend to slap you in the face.

Don't follow Happy to meet Tony Stark, and then get beaten up like a pig. May will probably go to Stark Tower with a kitchen knife to find you." Ling Ge laughed.

"Who says it's not?" Stark shrugged, affirming this point.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Peter Parker felt confused.

What does that mean? Giving you face means not hitting me too hard, but if I don't give you face, will I be beaten half to death?

Who are you looking down on?

"Ahem! Gentlemen, you are both people I respect the most, but could you please not say such derogatory words to my face? It seems a bit like bullying.