Marvel’s Superman

　　 After half an hour, the drunk soldiers gradually left the field.

　　 Everyone who heard the news of the dance ran to the second floor early.

　　 The tables and chairs here were evacuated to create a wide space.

　　 An old-fashioned phonograph is placed next to the window, and a soothing and quiet music melody flows from it and echoes on the second floor.

　　 Those soldiers with impure goals, with vague and reserved eyes, looked at the ladies present.

　　 Some of them are unmarried field nurses, some are young girls carefully selected by the local mayor, and some are civilians from the Strategic Science Corps.

　　 They are like delicate flowers, in the beautiful stage of budding, waiting for someone to pick them.

　　 "Commander, I have always been puzzled."

　　 Dugan, nicknamed "Dum Bomb," touched his beard and asked, "The last purpose of these guys is to trick women into bed. They have no interest in dancing at all."

　　 "Then why don't they directly pick out the reason, so that it can save time, skip to the critical step, and spend more time on the place that should be used."

　　 "Dugan, tell me, when you proposed to your current wife, did you put a gun against her head? Otherwise, how could she agree to marry you."

　　 Luke joked, handing the wine glass to him.

Afterwards, the young brigadier general of the Allied Army explained in a serious manner: "Humans are very complicated animals. In social situations, men do their best to show their humor in order to attract women's interest and lay the foundation for further in-depth exchanges. Basically. Women also know the purpose of men doing this, but they enjoy it and call this a "favorite", but in fact it is just the secretion of dopamine in the brain, which makes both parties have the urge to mate."

"You walk in front of any woman and tell her "Let's skip all the previous steps, go directly to the topic, and complete the fluid exchange link, what do you think", and then she will slap you cleanly , And treat you as an obscene porno."

"But another way, you go forward, invite the other person to have a drink, tell a few funny jokes, talk about your own experience-don't care about the truth or falsehood, just cool and attractive enough. When the atmosphere is almost the same, you Then ask to go to her room, or let her visit your room! If you are strong enough, she will only snuggle in your arms afterwards and say to you emotionally,'You are the best man I have ever met '!"

　　 "Do you understand now, Dugan? You will be treated as a gangster straightforwardly, and you will be able to harvest prey only with rhetoric."

　　 Dam Dan had a dumbfounded look. He was lucky to marry a wife back then.

　　 "Luke, I really want to take a look at you. I didn't expect you to have such a high-level discussion. We can communicate and discuss more when we are free in the future."

　　 Luke, who was leaning against the bar, saw Howard approaching.

　　 This arms tycoon is dressed quite arrogantly, in a suit, vest, trousers and leather shoes, his hair is combed shiny and shiny, and his moustache has been carefully managed.

　　 "You are better at this aspect. I'm just talking on paper and I have rich theoretical knowledge."

　　 Luke smiled and conceded. The love and affection were inherited from Stark's family, he couldn't compare.

　　 Howard nodded without humility, and generously accepted the compliment of the young brigadier general.

　　 It turns out that one of the best ways for men to get closer is to talk about women.

　　 Dumbo, who has always been prejudiced against the rich, had already hailed Howard as brothers and had a happy drink after only twenty minutes.

　　 The former is very interested in the anecdote about this **** hooking up with a Hollywood actress, while the latter is a passerby who lacks a fan.

　　 The two hit it off and they had a hot chat.

　　 "Steve, come and listen to Howard's live teaching."

　　 Luke saw Captain America walking up the stairs and waved quickly.

　　 Rogers has always had a very good personality. After receiving a glass of whiskey, he left behind Luke's previous tricks.

　　 Four people leaned on the edge of the bar, drinking and watching the young men and women singing and dancing.

　　 "Howard, why don't you go dancing?"

　　 Luke is a little bit puzzled. Howard, who has a romantic nature, is willing to be a bachelor instead of having fun.

　　 This is quite rare!

　　 "A real master will always be the last to appear."

　　 Howard touched the moustaches and smiled faintly.

　　 A few minutes later, he saw Carter, who was dressed in a red dress with beautiful curves, climbed up to the second floor.

　　 raised his hand to tidy up the bow tie of his clothes, took a glass of gin, and walked over with a smile on his face.

　　 "I bet he can only last two minutes at most!"

　　 Luke took the lead in opening the market.

"five minutes!"

　　 "Eight minutes!"

　　 Dumbo and Rogers said separately.

　　 After Howard taught him the experience, they all agreed that each other was a veteran of the flowers.

　　 "Three glasses of gin!"

　　 After Luke said his bet, within a minute, Howard went back to the bar with a dejected head.

　　 "Drink!"

　　 Six glasses of gin lined up, and Dumbo and Rogers poured wildly.

　　 "I thought you were really a master."

　　 Knotted tongue, dumb flick that couldn't speak clearly, looked at Howard who failed the invitation with a look of contempt.

　　 The latter hummed twice, but was speechless.

　　 "At least I still have the courage to charge against the iceberg, and you only dare to hide by the side."

　　 Howard, who really couldn't find a reason, could only save his face in this way.

　　 "Steve, you go try it!"

　　 Luke urged Captain America, but fortunately the opponent would not be drunk at all, staying awake, shaking his head and refusing.

　　 Even Howard, the unbeaten lover who claimed to have been wandering for many years, has encountered Waterloo.

　　 He is a rookie who passed by, and his fate can be imagined.

　　 "That Dugan? Hey, this guy just got down."

　　 When Luke turned his head, Dumbo had already fallen asleep on the bar table.

　　 "Goodbye everyone, I'm going to find a young girl with a broad mind, bury her head in her chest, and soothe my fragile young heart."

　　 Howard is worthy of being an veteran of Hua Cong. He quickly walked out of the shadow of failure and looked at the plump girl sitting opposite, waiting for an invitation.

　　 She has long brown hair, a nice face, and a nice look, especially her broad-mindedness, which makes people unable to look away.

　　 "That Rogers..."

　　 Watching Howard go away, Luke turned his head to look at Captain America.

　　 As a result, the blonde girl who snatched Rogers' first kiss, walked towards him enthusiastically.

　　 "So, I am the only one left?"

　　 Rogers left an apologetic look, and was dragged onto the dance floor by the blonde girl, leaving Luke leaning on the bar alone, drinking alone and not drunk.

　　 The night outside is getting darker, but the second floor of the pub is getting more and more lively.

　　 "Don't you like dancing, Commodore Cavill?"

　　 A cold voice sounded in Luke's ears. He put down the wine glass in his hand and smiled: "That's not true. I didn't find a suitable dancing partner, so I can only stay here alone."

　　 "Brigadier Cavill, it seems that you don't understand. Those women who are so passionate about you and can't wait to rush to dedicate themselves, why doesn't UU reading www.uukanshu.com come and invite you to dance?"

　　 A red dress, glamorous Carter picked up the spirits that Luke hadn't finished drinking on the bar, and drank it in one sip.

　　 "Do you know Miss Carter the reason?"

　　 Luke asked in a relaxed tone.

　　 "I said you already have a scheduled dance partner."

　　 Carter spoke loudly, but the fine beads of sweat coming out of the tip of her nose, the fierce drumbeat-like heartbeat, and the strong pheromone breath all betrayed her.

　　 "I thought Miss Carter would hate people like me, just like you reject Howard. The frivolous and indulgent **** should not be the type you admire."

　　 Luke took a step forward, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, and said, "Or, you see through my exaggerated surface and understand that I actually have a steady and profound connotation?"

　　 "I just... like challenging tasks and love adventures."

　　 Carter answered the wrong question.

　　 "Also, I want to know, are you going to treat me in a straightforward manner, or use rhetoric to confuse me!"

　　 Luke shrugged helplessly and whispered the **** Howard for betraying himself.

　　 The men and women are looking at each other, there is no ambiguity, more like a game.

　　 The two sides are tit-for-tat, and no one wants to bow their heads.

　　 "Can I ask you to dance, Miss Carter?"

　　 The young brigadier general sighed insignificantly, bowed slightly, and stretched out his hand.

The 　　 dance party was about to end, and he issued an invitation for the first dance.

　　 The girl in the red dress bit her lip and put her hand in Luke's palm.

　　 The soft melody is flowing like water, surrounding the dancing two people.

　　 This night is still very long.