The Father of American Comics Superheroes Chapter 585: Little Lamb’s paintings

"Yes!"

Harry responded loudly, as if beaten in blood.

Norman Osborne curled up his mouth with satisfaction.

Love is really the best stimulant.

Looking at the relationship between his son and Gwen Kent, even if he cannot become a lover in the future, he will be a good friend.

This wave of investment will only make money but not lose!

Recently, the strengthening potions they secretly researched by Osborne have entered the final stage.

As long as it succeeds, the Osborne Corporation, which has been declining recently and even its assets are declining, can regroup and even go further.

Thinking of these things, Norman Oss himself couldn't help but surging out infinite power.

The father and son looked at each other, and both saw the burning blood in each other's eyes.

"Take a good rest and go to school tomorrow."

Norman Osborne confessed, turned and walked out.

Now that Harry's friend did it, he doesn't need to be nervous.

Sure enough, it is better to work overtime tonight, and strive to successfully research and develop the strengthening medicine as soon as possible. Those guys in the military can't wait.

Thinking of this, Norman Osborn hastened his pace.

Looking at his father's back, Harry's eyes were complicated, but more moved.

He didn't expect that his headache would be solved so easily.

Perhaps, he was wrong before.

He should tell his father earlier and find time to communicate with him.

Now...

"Gwen must be notified as soon as possible!"

Harry said happily.

He always felt that if he didn't talk to Gwen quickly, something would happen.

……

Mike's house.

Gwen put down the phone and smiled happily at the Mike in front of him: "Dad, you don't have to go out, that's it!"

Mike was taken aback, and sighed with regret.

Gwen: "..."

What's your face?

"It's been a long time since I communicated with other parents."

Mike said slowly in a sad tone, then glanced at Gwen, and said in a tentative tone: "Why don't you give me a chance?"

"No chance!"

Gwen rightly refused Mike's rude request, and then rushed upstairs.

Now that Harry is free, they can chat freely.

"Haha!"

Mike looked at Gwen's back and laughed happily.

"Dad! I will give you a chance!"

Little Lamb appeared in front of Mike'swoosh' and said to Mike with a grin.

Mike flicked little Lamb's forehead and smiled: "What chance do you give me?"

"Give any opportunity!"

"Wow, so atmospheric!"

Mike squeezed Little Lamb's face and smiled: "How about giving me a chance to find your pocket money?"

"No chance!"

Little Lamb screamed in a panic and disappeared in front of Mike with a ‘swish’.

"Haha!"

Mike smiled happily. Seeing that Ruiwen was smiling at him, Mike smirked and walked towards Ruiwen slowly: "My dear, I'll give you a chance..."

"I don't need it!"

Riwen said, shaking her head and stepping back.

"Don't run! Haha!"

Mike laughed and ran after him.

Hearing the movement downstairs, Gwen rolled his eyes silently and closed the door gently.

"boring..."

……

Late night, Osborne Industries.

Norman Osborne looked at the failed experiment again, patted the console in front of him angrily, turned around and grabbed the collar of the supervisor in charge of the experiment, and said angrily: Are you sure of the experiment?"

The supervisor wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said: "Theoretically, there is no problem in theory, and there is still some difference with practice."

"Damn it! I don't care what your practice and theory are. If you can't finish it within a week, everyone will be gone!"

Norman Osborne shouted angrily, loosened the collar of the supervisor, suppressed his anger, and said: "Get out of here!"

Everyone walked out in silence, and Norman Osborn sat down on the chair with his head in his arms.

It's hard to imagine that he, who has always been strong in front of everyone, would appear this kind of hesitant and worried posture.

But he was under too much pressure.

Osborne Corporation is a military industry company, but in recent years, it hasn’t sold any products. This has caused their companies to be criticized. Both orders and stock market value have been declining.

Osborne Industries urgently needs a guaranteed, even exclusive project to open up a new situation and regain the confidence of Osborne’s old customers.

In this regard, Norman Osborne chose a project that has been secretly secreted by major companies and institutions-the project of Super Soldier Strengthening Medicine.

The Super Soldier Strengthening Potion can be mass-produced and is known as the most perfect strengthening potion.

Since the appearance of Captain America, many organizations and countries have been copying secretly. But no one has succeeded.

Osborne tried to replicate before, but it failed, until Captain America reappeared, and they tried to get a blood sample from Captain America before restarting the project.

After that, the progress was gratifying.

But when I was about to succeed, I got stuck in the ** experiment.

This makes Norman Osborne intolerable.

"Only one success is needed to get military support and a large number of orders, so that Osborne can return to the top..."

"No, I must develop it as soon as possible."

Norman Osborne murmured, making a decision in his heart.

……

Kent star.

An ordinary mutant kindergarten.

A female teacher with a pair of beautiful butterfly wings on her back, incited her wings to float into the classroom.

Looking at the children in the classroom who had already done well, she showed a smile, and quickly flew around the classroom, leaving behind a gorgeous rainbow, waving at the little guys, and saying: "Good morning, children!"

This is how she greets the children every day.

The gorgeous rainbow represents her blessing to the children. The important thing is that the powder that makes up the rainbow can make the children more energetic.

"Teacher, good morning!"

"It's still beautiful, Miss Madeleine!"

"Teacher, you are so beautiful!"

The little guys greeted their teacher in a rush.

And Madeleine blushed after hearing a child praise her for being beautiful, and looked at Little Lamb who was smiling at her.

Little Lamb is the most courageous of these children, and the one who has the best control over his own abilities. He often helps other children to control their abilities on weekdays and is very popular with teachers.

Madeleine smiled at Little Lamb, patted her hands lightly, and slowly said with her unique gentle voice: "Children! Everyone needs to spend a picture in this class, and make sure you want to see you most. The people who arrive are drawn on the painting."

After a pause, Madeleine lowered her voice and whispered to the little guys: "This painting is also regarded as a vote of everyone. If possible, the person you most want to see is likely to appear. At school, show up in front of you!"

Hearing this, the children cheered.

"Okay, everyone, let's start drawing!"

Madeline said with a smile and cheered in her heart.

Good, she can fish again in this class.

"Who do you want to paint?"

"I won't tell you!"

"Then let me tell you, will you tell me, OK!"

"Uh, let's do it!"

"I want to draw Lord Mike Kent!"

"Ah! Me too!"

"Really? You guys are the same as I thought!"

The little guys were chatting and discussing.

Little Lamb on the side was speechless.

Mike Kent?

What's so nice about him?

"Lamb, who do you want to paint? Is it also Lord Mike Kent?"

"It's not!"

Little Lamb looked disgusted and said: "I don't want to see him!"

"?"

Suddenly, the little girl's eyes widened.

"You don't want to see Lord Mike Kent!"

"Is there any problem?"

Little Lamb tilted his head.

"Of course there is a problem!"

The little girl said sternly: "Master Mike Kent saved all of us, he gave us a new life and future! We must know how to be grateful!"

After a pause, she cupped her cheeks in both hands, and said with a look of longing: "If I can meet Lord Mike Kent, I would die for him!"

Little Lamb's face was speechless: "If you want to die for others, don't ask if they want to?"

"What did you say?"

The little girl stared at Little Lamb angrily.

Little Lamb smirked: "I mean, he doesn't need you to die for him!"

"That won't work!" The little girl clenched a fist and said: "Death is the best way for me to prove my lofty love!"

"!"

Little Lamb looked at each other in shock, reached out and touched the other's forehead, and sighed.

"I think your little head is faint with heat."

The little girl patted off Little Lamb's hand angrily, turned her head angrily, and began to concentrate on drawing her picture.

Little Lamb glanced quietly.

Tsk.

This is nothing like it!

What an ugly picture of his father!

He looked at the blank paper he was pressing, thought about it, and quickly waved the paintbrush.

The bell rings after class.

Madeline, who was instructing the children to draw and catching fish, was shocked.

"Papa!"

She patted twice, and after the little guys all looked at her, she smiled and said: "Okay, if everyone draws well, save the drawing. After the class bell for a while, everyone Take your own painting and tell me who it is and why I want to see him the most!"

At the end of the conversation, Madeleine watched the children leave the classroom.

"Lamb? What's wrong with you?"

"I..."

Little Lamb looked at what he was drawing, crying and said: "Can I draw another one?"

"Why repaint?"

"I don't know everyone has to speak!"

"It's okay, no matter how ugly you are, it is the result of your own hard work. Don't be afraid that others will laugh at you."

Madeline encouraged little Lamb, then beckoned to little Lamb and said: "Let’s go, go outside and play."

Little Lamb looked at his lifelike painting and yelled out of grief and left the classroom.

I knew, he would paint other things!

Looking at little Ram's back, Madeleine couldn't help but smile.

This kid is so cute.

After a while, the children who had been fighting outside rushed into the classroom as the class bell rang.

In the eyes of Madeleine's encouragement, the children picked up their own paintings one by one, and told about the people they painted and why they wanted to see each other.

Little Lamb looked at those people speechlessly, his mouth closed, and the child who was learning to talk whispered: "I drew Mike Kent. I want to see him and thank him!"

After speaking, Little Lamb sighed.

Similarly, he has stopped many times in just a few minutes.

After he saw that classmate lift up his painting and showed it to everyone, he couldn't help but look at his painting, a little white face wrinkled into a bun.

"Lamb! It's your turn!"

Madeline noticed little Lamb's expression, smiled secretly in her heart, and shouted to little Lamb.

Little Lamb stiffened, raised his head to look at Madeleine, and after seeing the other person looking at him encouragingly, he said bitterly: "Teacher, I don't need it, I..."

"Don't be afraid!"

Madeline nodded to Little Lamb, the butterfly wings behind her lightly inflamed, and the brilliant phosphorous powder in the incitement of her wings drew a cheering colorful picture for Little Lamb.

"Everyone, cheer for Little Lamb!"

At the end of the conversation, Madeleine was the first to applaud Little Lamb.

"Come on, come on!

The little guys start cheering for Little Lamb!

Little Lamb looked at everyone with tears and tears.

You really don’t need to do this, I will let you down.

At this moment, the little daughter who had spoken to Little Lamb secretly smiled and pushed Little Lamb gently, pushing him out.

Suddenly, the applause became more enthusiastic.

Little Lamb gritted his teeth, with an expression of surrender, strode to everyone in front of him, and held up his painting.

That is a lifelike...beauty?

I saw that woman with beautiful facial features was wearing a bikini, with a fiery figure, a pair of beautiful animal ears on her head, and a long swinging tail behind her.

Cat, mother of cat ears!

Madeleine was stunned, her eyes widened, and she exhaled in her heart.

This painting is too beautiful.

Wait!

Now is not the time to lament this!

Madeline exclaimed: "Lamb, put it away!"

Little Lamb folded quickly, looking at the shocked classmates and the red-faced teacher Madeleine, and quickly said: "I want to see Miao Er, because she can help people massage."

When the words were over, Little Lamb quickly slipped to his seat, and the whole classroom was silent.

Little Lamb glanced at the crowd secretly, and breathed out softly.

Fortunately, he said quickly, otherwise all these people would have reacted.

Now...

He seems to restrain them?

Little Lamb murmured in his heart~IndoMTL.com~Ahem! "

Madeline reacted, coughed lightly, and said quickly: "Little Lamb paints very well, although...some special cases are alone, but he bravely said his true thoughts, it is also great, everyone Applause."

Sparse applause.

The children looked at Little Lamb as if they were looking at a heresy, as if they were looking at an ungrateful villain.

All of them painted Lord Mike Kent.

Little Lamb's mouth twitched.

Why do I ‘want’ to meet someone I can meet every day?

I just draw the people I want to meet, what's wrong?

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to everyone: "Do you really admire my paintings so beautiful?"

Everyone: "..."