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I have to think of a way...

At this moment, there was a sound of knocking on the glass.

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"Is someone knocking on the glass of our house?" Mom asked, putting down her cell phone.

"It seems to be the window in the living room...that, um, maybe the glass cleaner." Never be Sol, never be Sol, Xiaoliang thought silently in his heart.

"What are you dreaming about? This is not an office building. There will be people cleaning the windows of our house. What are you thinking about?" He said and walked towards the living room.

"Oh, mom, you may be dreaming. A foreigner of unknown origin went out early in the morning and then came in through the window. What kind of logic is this? Saul, how many brain cells would I have to die to make up lies for you?"

Xiaoliang, who had no choice but to bite the bullet, also came to the living room.

As expected, Sol was squatting on the window sill holding the comic book collection and waving to him.

He knew his mother's expression without looking at her.

Oh my God, I really can't live now.

This is the morning of the first day that this prince comes here. How should he spend his days from now on?

"I especially like to sit on high places and meditate. Do you know? I often fly to the top of the bell tower of the Golden Palace and look up at the sky. It feels really great. There are also balconies in the homes of ordinary people over there, Captain

Are there any rented houses in Brooklyn? There are none here?" Saul asked.

"Usually you only have it if you live in the attic, but few people do that. Our terrace is used for making quilts and basking in the sun." Xiaoliang said helplessly.

"That's so boring. Every house here is like a cage. Although the rooms look big, they always feel like Asgard's prison."

"Yes, each of our families has its own life. Everyone just wants to live their own life well. They don't want to interfere too much in other people's lives, and they don't want to be disturbed by others."

"Hey, you two, stop talking, eat quickly, and then go to class. Check your watch to see what time it is. Also, tell that foreigner, don't climb upstairs if you have nothing to do. What's wrong with this? It's okay now.

There are not many people on the street, otherwise what would this be?" Mom was a little angry.

"Why is your mother so angry all day long? Are all mothers on earth like this?" Thor quickly sat on the sofa out of politeness.

"Oh, maybe. Mom has a rather impatient personality. Don't mind, she actually does it for my own good. Well, I really don't have enough time. I have to eat quickly. I have to go to class after eating. I can't be late on the first day.

.”

"Eat! Stop talking."

Xiaoliang was startled and quickly lowered his head to eat silently.

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Thor smiled: "It's exactly the same as Asgard's prison. Earthlings are really interesting. They want to put themselves in a cage."

Just when his mother got even more angry because of his smile, he smiled and bowed slightly, nodding his head in a very British gesture of thanks. Then he leaned down and soaked the fried dough sticks in soy milk like Xiao Liang and took a bite.

My mother was completely out of temper by this gentlemanly thank you, and she bent down to eat at a loss.

"This is delicious. I thought I had eaten all the delicacies on the earth in New York. Unexpectedly, this is completely different. You know, there is no similar food in the divine realm." Thor still couldn't bear to look like Hong Zhong.

Pan said.

"Shh, keep your voice down and just tell me."

"Uh-huh," her mother suddenly cleared her throat. Xiaoliang was so frightened that he quickly stuffed the remaining half of the fried dough sticks into his mouth, and then drank the soy milk. Seeing this, his mother's tone softened a lot, "Slow down.

Eat, don't choke. As long as you don't talk and eat slowly, you'll still have time. Well, what did he just say?"

Xiaoliang stood up, straightened his clothes and said, "I'm full, and I'm going to school first. Oh, him, he hasn't eaten it, and he said it's delicious."

"Oh, really? Okay, let's go to school. Be careful on the road." He pretended to be casual and stretched the bag of fried dough sticks a little bigger before pushing it in front of Sol. Sol also ate while being polite to his mother.

Nodding sexually.

Although it was an insignificant detail, it fully demonstrated that his mother was accepting him. Xiaoliang breathed a sigh of relief and could finally go to school with peace of mind.

Alas, I hope there won't be any more trouble.

Xiaoliang thought about stepping on the school's preparation bell and sneaking into the classroom where the sound of reading had begun again.

"Hey, what's going on? You're late on the first day of school." My deskmate Lan Qing covered her face with a book and whispered.

"Ah...ah, there are guests at that house, so..." Xiaoliang didn't know how to respond for a moment.

"Hey, who kind of guest is coming this early in the morning? You're kidding." Fang Zhuo poked Xiaoliang's back from behind.

"That's right, just say you're late when you're late. Why are there so many things? Hurry up and memorize the poems. Have you memorized the long poems that the Chinese teacher left before the holiday?" Tong Ze turned his head from the front and said.

"Oh my god, is it true? It's been two months and the teacher still remembers it." Xiaoliang was surprised and hurriedly flipped through the long poems in his notebook that the teacher asked them to copy before the holiday.

"Okay, memorize it quickly, don't be poor." Lan Qing said, laying the textbook flat and starting to study.

Xiaoliang curled his lips, and his high-pitched voice merged into the tide of morning reading.

Lan Qing is Xiaoliang’s deskmate.

Shanlan Fengqing, with such a graceful name, she should be a beautiful girl from the south of the Yangtze River who is beautiful and smart.

Unfortunately, this is not the case.

Jiangnan is true, he is from Wenzhou, and he is also very graceful. He is also tall and thin, but it is a pity that he is a boy. He has a very gentle personality, aloof from the world, and lacks maturity compared to his peers. He seems to take everything lightly.

So he doesn't look that outstanding in the class.

Fang Zhuo is Xiaoliang's junior, Xiaoliang thinks that she and Lan Qing can actually change their names, she is the kind of girl who is quiet and shy.

At least she was like this when I first met her.

But later when I got to know her, she actually did not have the sadness of Jiangnan girls. On the contrary, she was a girl who was very sunny and loved to laugh. She spoke less and often listened to others with a smile. But she would not only take the initiative to speak to Xiaoliang, but also

There are always endless topics to talk about, which has always puzzled him.

Tongze is better described.

She is Xiaoliang's predecessor.

The eldest sister in the class has a straightforward and aggressive personality, and she is very enthusiastic about everything she does. Although her grades are low, she has a very high prestige in the class, and she speaks the truth about everything. In fact, if she is a boy, she will definitely have this future.

Unlimited.

She played very well with Xiaoliang, because her hegemonic power politics characteristics were very similar to those of the Japanese, so Xiaoliang gave her the nickname "Ozawa-kun".

She has been called this for two years from the first day of junior high school to the present. She was a little resistant to it at first, but now she has fully accepted this somewhat playful title.

"When did our school hire foreign teachers? Xiaoliang, look at the school gate." Lan Qing suddenly patted Xiaoliang on the shoulder and said.

"Foreign teacher?!" Xiaoliang was startled and quickly looked out the window, "Oh my God, Sol, you..."

"Who?" Lan Qing was even more excited when she heard this word than when she saw the foreign teacher.

"Ah... Well, I said the school gate is locked, so no one can enter casually, let alone a foreigner. Who are you, your ears..." Xiao Liang pretended to be disgusted and curled his lips.

"Really? I heard wrong. I thought you were talking about Thor, the God of Thunder." Lan Qing looked out the window again in doubt.

"You've read too many comics. Why don't you return Thor and call the captain and Tony to join in a game?" Xiaoliang said sarcastically.

"Okay, the five of us are just enough to defeat the emperor." Lan Qing got off the donkey along the slope.

"He was really stopped. He's so handsome." Tong Ze also looked out the window at some point.

Through the window, I saw Sol arguing with four or five security guards at the school gate. In his hand...

Isn't that the hardcover comic book?

Is he here to deliver books to me?

Xiaoliang thought.

"Is that foreigner so strong? Five security guards couldn't stop him? How is that possible? They are all acting, they can win Oscars." Lan Qing exclaimed in low voice.

Really. The five security guards tried their best to build a human wall, but to no avail. They seemed to be pushed away as easily as pieces of paper in front of him and retreated.

"Hey, hey, look, he's looking towards us." Tong Ze took random photos of Xiaoliang, but his eyes never left the handsome foreign man outside.

He seems to have seen me. Sol's eyes are so good?

Xiaoliang thought so.

Sure enough, he passed through five tired and breathless security guards and came to the teaching building. He held up a book and smiled and started waving to the window of Xiaoliang's class.

"Wow, am I so attractive?" Tongze blushed and sat down in his seat, pressing his chest, lowering his head and shyly not daring to look out the window.

"Don't be crazy, Tongze. Why do I feel that he is here to find you? Xiaoliang, do you know him?" Lan Qing turned to look at Xiaoliang from the window again, with even more confusion on his face.

"Hey, what are you looking at?" Fang Zhuo poked Xiaoliang's back with his finger from behind.

"Nothing." Xiao Liang was thinking about what to do next and had no time to answer her question.

"Look! Our English teacher is down." Lan Qing said.

"What happened?" Fang Zhuo also looked out the window.

"Maybe the security guard can't explain it to him. This is a good opportunity for the English teacher to show off his talents." Xiao Liang said with a smile, pretending to be a bystander.

"Hey, the teacher is here." Fang Zhuo poked Xiaoliang again from behind.

But before he finished speaking, he heard the Chinese teacher sternly saying: "Li Xiaoliang, Ouyang Lanqing! Stand up! You like to look outside so much, why don't you just go and stand outside and watch? Let the whole school see these two people in our class standing outside the window.

People looking at the scenery.”

"You didn't tell me earlier." Xiaoliang turned around and complained softly.

"I just saw it too." Fang Zhuo also felt aggrieved.

"Okay, if Fang Zhuo hadn't reminded you, I would have beaten you two little bastards with the book. Have you memorized the poem? If you have memorized the poem, you can sit down. Ouyang Lanqing started first, "The Road to Shu Is Difficult"

》.”

Lan Qing's memory is not bad. Although there are one or two pauses in the middle, he still memorized it completely.

"Okay, good, sit down. Li Xiaoliang, "Sleepwalking Tianmu Yin Farewell"."

Xiaoliang memorized this poem when he was in elementary school, and it is not difficult to memorize it now. But in the middle of the memorization, when he was trying to remember it because of the long time, it suddenly evoked countless memories, which did not exist in Xiaoliang's mind at all.

, there is no memory of this world, as if someone suddenly forced it into his brain.

Among these memories are the great synthetic changes during the birth of the universe. The six Infinity Stones were scattered among the stars and were made into six different items: the cosmic spirit ball, Loki's scepter, the Eye of Agamotto, the ether in the hands of the night elves, or

Baby Heimdall's orange eyes, and the Rubik's Cube. Each gem carries countless histories of blood and tears, all accompanied by killing, robbing, and separation of wives and children. Different galaxies, different planets, different races. But

The same thing is that tragedies are caused over and over again because of greed and desire.

And all of this appeared in Xiaoliang's mind in an instant. But how could Xiaoliang's brain, which was just a junior high school student, be able to withstand such a huge amount of information? A severe headache made him feel dizzy, and his originally rosy cheeks now looked like a blur.

It was like a piece of white paper, with no blood at all, and the hand holding the table was trembling.

This scene frightened the teachers and classmates present. The Chinese teacher hurriedly said: "Ouyang Lanqing, let him sit down quickly. Is he hypoglycemic? Who has candy and give him a piece of candy?"

Fang Zhuo was about to take the two pieces of fruit candies from the hole in the table that he had eaten when he had hypoglycemia. Unexpectedly, as soon as he got them into his hands, Tong Ze turned around and sprinkled a large handful of milk candies onto Xiaoliang's table.

"Oh my gosh, Tong Ze, your family owns a supermarket, and I usually have such a hard time finding you to order food. I didn't expect that... do you still have room to put books in your schoolbag?" Lan Qing said in surprise.

"Shut up, you are still in the mood to joke now, feed him quickly." Tong Ze said angrily.

"Okay, okay," Lan Qing was embarrassed, and quickly opened one and put it to Xiaoliang's mouth, "Is he still conscious now? He...he won't eat."

"Ouch, you're so stupid. Come on! Change positions!" Tong Ze said, standing up and trying desperately to pull Lan Qing up.

"Oh my God, you can't do that, okay, okay, I'll let you go." Lan Qing sat in front of him angrily.

"Book!"

Tong Ze threw Lan Qing's book to the front and reached for his own book.

"Okay, okay. I will ask your class teacher to inform his family when the time comes. You don't have to worry anymore. Let's continue the class. Tong Ze, take care of him." The teacher also said helplessly. Tong Ze, the princess, is well known for her temper.

No one wanted to collide with her head-on, otherwise they didn't know what trouble would happen.

Tong Ze did not reply, but gently stroked Xiao Liang's back like a mother, then whispered something into Xiao Liang's ear, and then brought the candy to Xiao Liang's mouth little by little.

"I didn't realize that Tong Ze is so good at taking care of others. Okay, today we will talk about the remaining lessons from last semester. These lessons are all classical Chinese and are relatively obscure. But our study plan is to officially start in two weeks.

It’s a round of review, so the course schedule is quite full. I hope everyone can take notes in time and work harder after class. Then, our twentieth lesson is..."

Seeing Tong Ze in the front feeding Xiaoliang candy so carefully and whispering something to him, Fang Zhuo sitting in the back could no longer feel that the fruit candy he still held in his hand had turned into sticky syrup and flowed out.

What's the point of being a good person who is stupid every day and always treats the people around him without a bottom line? What's wrong with me? Fang Zhuo quickly shook his head and forced himself to return his eyes to the textbook.

During one class, Xiao Liang had no idea what the teacher was talking about. He only heard Tong Ze telling his own stories in his ears, talking about his acquaintance with Xiao Liang, and his views on the people around him. He told a lot of stories.

A lot, Xiaoliang fell asleep deeply in the sound of this long but warm story.

He didn't know how long he had slept. The conversation between English teacher Zhong Zhou and Lan Qing made him slowly wake up:

"Why is he so tired? Where did he go to play during the holidays?" Teacher Zhongzhou asked.

Teacher Zhongzhou is the English teacher of the Xiaoliang class. He is gentle and kind to others. I have never seen him get angry a few times in my memory. He behaves like an elegant scholar.

"No, he may be a little hypoglycemic, just rest and he will be fine," Lan Qing said.

"Oh, is there any sugar? Have you fed it to him?"

"I've fed him, and his complexion is much better now." This was Tong Ze's voice.

Xiaoliang regained consciousness, slowly straightened up, and shook his head. He suddenly felt refreshed. He had never felt so good before.

"Hey, you're up?" Teacher Zhongzhou saw this and asked hurriedly, "Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"

"It's okay, I feel much better after a nap." Xiaoliang breathed a long sigh of relief and stretched his numb arms and said.

"So...are you suffering from hypoglycemia?" Tong Ze stared at Xiaoliang with suspicion.

"Of course... of course," Xiaoliang said with a guilty conscience, "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I'm dizzy again."

"Don't come here. Do you know how scared I was in the last class? I was really afraid that you wouldn't wake up, but in the end you were lucky and snored. I'm so tired that I'm in mental distress!" Tong Ze grabbed him

The book on Xiaoliang's desk pretended to hit someone and threatened.

"It's okay. Your foreign friend just asked me to give this book to you. It's okay to read some extracurricular books to relax after class." Teacher Zhongzhou's words made Tongze calm down.

"Is that foreigner really your friend? How did you know him? Foreigners are rare in our small city, and you actually asked him to send extracurricular books to you?" Lan Qing asked in surprise.

"Yes, yes, yes, how do you know such a handsome foreign guy? Let me introduce him." Tong Ze, who was about to hit someone a second ago, suddenly changed his face, respectfully handed over the book, and said with bright eyes.

.

"Really, Brother Xiaoliang, that foreigner is really your friend." Fang Zhuo also stuck his head out from the back and said.

"Ah... I guess. My dad knows him. I don't know how he met a foreigner and now he is temporarily living in my house." Xiao Liang really thought about it and didn't know how to explain why there was a foreigner suddenly.

Friendships are really rare in a small town like Bincheng.

"Aren't our parents all in the oil field? Are they some foreign experts invited by the oil field?" Lan Qing said to herself doubtfully.

"Probably... right," Xiaoliang hurriedly got off the slope, "Ah, it's time for class, and the teacher should be here."

"Hey, this is a big break, it's twenty minutes, okay? If you don't want to introduce it to us, you don't have to find such a lame excuse to stall us." Fang Zhuo glanced at Xiao Liang.

"Hey, hey, hey, look at you, see through it or not, but fortunately they don't care." Xiao Liangdui said with a smile.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are so stingy, I..." Fang Zhuo accidentally glanced outside the door and suddenly froze.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? What happened?" Xiaoliang asked.

"Is your friend the foreigner?" Fang Zhuo pointed to the door.

"Who?" Xiao Liang followed Fang Zhuo's hand and counted.

Sol was at the door smiling and waving to him.

"How did he get in? The security guard let him in?" Fang Zhuo asked.

"that……"

"Hey, hey, look, Tongze! Your boyfriend is here." Lan Qing suddenly cried out.

"What?! Where is it, where is it?" Tong Ze was looking at the hardcover comic book with relish. When he heard this, he immediately got excited, dropped the book and stood up from his seat.

"Are there so many people in your classroom?" Seeing Xiao Liang's dilemma as to whether he should go out, Sol came in directly and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen so many children."

"Sol, you...this is China, strangers are not allowed to enter the school." Xiaoliang said in a low voice.

"Isn't it all the same if they are all on Earth? The Earth is troublesome. The regulations are different in every place. Even on the Xandar planet where there are so many laws, it is not that troublesome. Almost all species in the galaxy live there. They only need to follow

Just one system is enough. But you humans, haha, such a race actually has so many different systems." Thor laughed.

"The earth is like this, otherwise we are the center of the world tree, not the Xandar planet. We are the descendants of your Asgardians, so we look exactly the same as you." What Xiaoliang said was incomprehensible even to himself.

"How do you know this? Have I told you?" Thor asked in surprise, "Shouldn't the World Tree and the Atrium be myths on earth? And the people on earth are descendants of us Asgardians.

Only we, the Asgard royal family, know about this."

"Really? I don't know why I said this suddenly. And I just saw it again. I saw the infinity stones, their birth, and their experiences. It's just that there are too many things like memories and too fast. I

I immediately lost consciousness and I just woke up." Xiaoliang said a little nervously.

"It must be the reason for the space gem. He is integrating knowledge, power, etc. into your body, but your brain cannot bear such a huge amount of knowledge. So the word that appears is...well, Stark told me...

...It's called... overload, yes, overload will make you temporarily lose consciousness." Thor touched his chin thoughtfully.

"Hey, Xiaoliang, when did your spoken English become so good? My God, you can participate in the English competition, I think." Lan Qing said with a smile.

"Really? Haha, it seems that the tutoring classes at the Foreign Languages ​​Institute are still useful." Xiaoliang smiled sheepishly.

"Hey, Tong Ze, don't you like her very much? Hurry up and confess your love." Lan Qing said with a smile.

Oddly enough, Tongze, who was originally in a turmoil, kept his head down and didn't say a word.

"Haha, she is shy. Our all-powerful eldest sister also has such a shy side." Lan Qing mocked. Several classmates around her who came to join in the fun also laughed in unison.

"Oh, you guys..." Tong Zejiao said, then reached out and pinched Xiaoliang hard, and then ran out the door.

This blow was so cruel that poor Xiao Liang screamed in pain.

"Hey, Ozawa-kun, you... I didn't say that, why are you pinching me?" Before Xiaoliang could finish speaking, she had already disappeared outside the class door.

"In my impression, people on Earth always put the most interesting things in their schoolbags when they go to school, but your country seems to be very unique. Do you like all these books?" Thor touched the thick pile of books on Xiaoliang's table.

He pouted at the stack of test papers, exercise books and textbooks.

"We are different. We have things we should and must do every year and every age group. These are all planned in advance, from kindergarten, preschool, elementary school, junior high school, university, work, marriage, having children...

…What you like to do, your hobbies, etc. are not taken into consideration.”

"This kind of life is too boring, isn't it? Aren't people on earth different in different places? Why do we need to have the same life process? This is very contradictory in itself. I remember that in Sagittarius, it seems that, I remember, there was a

I have been to the planet Krypton once. The technology is quite advanced. They breed their offspring in specialized breeding centers. The swaddles are like bunches of grapes, filled with unpregnant babies. They have no personality at all.

, the future direction has been determined since birth: doctor, teacher, soldier, etc. Living there is simply like dealing with cold machine programs." Sol sighed and said.

"In fact, our lives are not like this. At least they have already determined what they want to do in the future, and we are studying here day by day, and we don't know what we really like or what we want to do in the future. We only know,

The purpose of studying is to make a lot of money when you grow up, so that you, your parents and your next generation can live a better life." Xiaoliang didn't know why he could say so many things that were completely inconsistent with his current age.

words, but I felt like I had seen through a lot in an instant.

"Yes, it's really interesting to chat with you. Xiaoliang, but your teacher is coming. I have disliked my teachers since I was a child: Tyr, the God of War, taught me fighting, Bragi taught me philosophy and poetry, my

My father told me about the history of the universe, and my mother told me how to behave and treat others. These are actually my teachers. At that time, I was still very disobedient, always playful and not serious about studying. But now, alas, they are one by one.

They have all left me. So I still have to respect them and cherish the time spent with them." Sol's eyes showed that sad and lonely look again.

At this time, Teacher Zhongzhou strode into the class with the textbook under his arm. He was surprised to see Sol standing in the class like an iron tower, and then asked in English: "I have given the book to Xiaoliang as requested.

, why did you come in again, and...how did you come in?!"

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Relax, I'm really leaving this time." After saying that, Sol's face showed a relaxed look again.

Then he picked up the umbrella on Xiaoliang's desk, bowed politely to the teacher and classmates, and walked out.

He happened to bump into Tong Ze who had just returned. The petite Tong Ze was knocked and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Sol even held her up.

At this time, Tong Ze's face turned red, and he hurriedly ran back to his seat with his head lowered and lay down, burying his face deeply in his arms.

After seeing this, Sol curled his lips helplessly, then held the umbrella again and walked out the door. Teacher Zhongzhou couldn't help but kindly reminded: "It's the end of autumn now, and winter is coming soon. It won't rain here this season.

It’s rainy.”

"Yes." Sol just responded with a smile, then waved to Xiaoliang and turned around gracefully, leaving a solid figure behind.

"How could it be raining today? Did your foreign friend just come here and didn't check the weather forecast?" Lan Qing's English listening skills were pretty good, so she leaned next to Xiaoliang and said softly.

"Well, it's hard to say what the weather is like. Who can say for sure..."

Before Xiaoliang could finish his words, a thunderous explosion shook the cars in the parking lot outside the school, causing one after another to neigh. Xiaoliang felt his desk shake violently. Fang Zhuo even grabbed Xiaoliang from behind.

Liang's clothes and the other timid girls screamed.

"Is it so accurate? Xiao Liang?" Lan Qing touched the characters on the cover of the hardcover Avengers comic for a photo, "Could he be..."

Can you think of this?

Lan Qing has already guessed it?

Let’s just say that the God of Thunder can’t hide his secret, and he still shows up everywhere like this.

It's over, it's over, how should I explain this?

Xiao Liang looked at the pouring rain that started pouring out of the window and Sol, who was already waving to him from the rooftop opposite, and had no idea what to explain.

Forget it, just wait until Lan Qing finishes speaking and then think about how to proceed.

(To be continued)