Marvel: My Skills Are A Little Weird

Chapter Forty Borrowing A Car

"Boom boom boom"

Charlotte took the plate and knocked on Peter's door.

"Peter, open the door, it's me!"

"...Charlotte, wait a minute, I'll be right there"

There was a flurry of noises in the room, and it took a while before Peter opened the door to let Charlotte in.

"Peter, is your foot okay?"

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, just sleep for a night and you'll be fine."

Peter didn't complain, he had to thank Charlotte this time.

"That's good!"

As soon as Charlotte entered the room, she glanced at the clothes on Peter's bed that were trying to hide, and was a little puzzled: "What are you doing?"

"These....."

Peter blushed and said sheepishly, "I'm trying on a dress for the prom, but I don't seem to have any formal clothes"

"Gown?"

Charlotte put the plate on the desk, turned to look at Peter, and said in surprise, "You mean, MJ agreed to be your prom partner?!"

After a pause, he continued to praise: "Not bad! You actually invited MJ yourself. You have made progress. I thought you were going to trouble me again."

"No, it's not"

Peter sat by the bed and waved his hands again and again: "I didn't invite MJ, she invited me to be her dance partner, and she invited me when she sent me back."

"......my God!"

The praise on Charlotte's face turned into contempt in an instant: "You actually let girls take the initiative, let a girl invite boys to dance, you are not a gentleman at all!"

"..."

Hearing Charlotte's disdain, Peter's face collapsed.

He didn't want to, but as soon as he saw MJ, he couldn't say the invitation.

"Hey, I'm really convinced of you"

Charlotte sighed deeply, a little resentful, but she still said comfortingly: "But at least it proves one thing, MJ has a good feeling for you, otherwise I wouldn't have invited you,"

"real?!"

Peter looked surprised.

"but....."

"but what?"

Charlotte's "but" got Peter's mind back.

"I think you have a little problem to fix right now"

"what is the problem?"

"Can you dance? Or do you know the dances that are required at the ball?"

"..."

Peter was dumbfounded by Charlotte's question. That's right, I can't dance!

Not to mention the ballroom dancing required for the prom, he has never even been exposed to ordinary dancing.

"Well, it's not a small problem now"

Seeing Peter's expression, Charlotte immediately understood the situation, shook her head helplessly and said, "I can already see the limping MJ stepped on by you after the prom."

"What about you, Charlotte? Can you dance?"

Peter quickly looked at Charlotte and asked, wanting to see how he solved it.

"I?"

Charlotte patted Peter on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Little friend, I have attended more banquets than you have passed exams, what do you think?"

Since childhood, Charlotte's parents have taught him that dancing is a skill that a gentleman must master. When the dance music is played, never refuse any girl's invitation, let alone make a fool of herself in front of girls, so Charlotte is almost proficient in all kinds of dances. social dance as required.

Now that I think about it carefully, Charlotte's parents seem to have taught him a lot of skills when he was a child, especially in aristocratic etiquette.

"...."

Peter was speechless for a while, and immediately asked, "Charlotte, what should I do?"

He didn't want to actually stomp MJ out of the dance, that would be a shame.

"Let's do this, it's fine if you don't grind your guns quickly"

Charlotte looked at Peter, who was about to cry, and said helplessly, "I'll introduce you to a dance class. The dance instructor there is my friend, and the fee is not high. Just say you are my friend, and I can call you fold.

You go to a class or two every week, and then take some textbooks to go home and practice on your own.

Although it is impossible for you to master too many dances in two weeks, you can also cope with the situation by dancing one or two simple dances more proficiently."

"Great, saved"

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, now he doesn't have to make a fool of himself.

"Well, now it's just a matter of dresses."

Charlotte flipped through the clothes on Peter's bed, and said with a look of disgust, "You're going to wear these to the prom?!"

"What's wrong"

Peter couldn't help but said anxiously: "This is already my most formal clothes, such as this one, I wore it to attend an academic lecture last time."

"Ha ha"

Charlotte said speechlessly: "Then are you going to dance? Or to be a host?

This is the prom, not your academic speech, you wear this to attend, I feel awkward for MJ!

Forget it, we are not much different in size, I will lend you a dress then."

"Oh"

Peter scratched his head embarrassingly, and at the same time he was a little surprised. Normally, Charlotte was unconstrained in everything, but she never thought that she would be so meticulous when it came to the prom.

"By the way, did MJ say that you need to pick her up?"

"No mention of this"

Peter recalled a moment and replied.

"Oh, but I still suggest you pick her up"

Charlotte reminded Peter, and at the same time remembered some questions herself, turned around and walked out of Peter's room, took out her mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"Mr. Stark, good evening!"

"Charlotte?! What's the matter with you?"

"Oh, it's nothing important, I just want to ask you what sports car Curry doesn't drive, please lend me a day"

"Sports car? What do you want to do with it?"

"I'm going to prom in two weeks"

"Oh, that's it, it's not a problem, okay?"

"..."

"...Charlotte, is there anything else you can do?"

"Mr. Stark, I don't actually have a driver's license yet"

"...."

"Okay, I'll give you another driver, okay?"

"Thanks, Mr. Stark!"