Clark openly opened the door of Anthony's house with the key, woke Anthony from the bed, urged him to eat the sandwich with hot milk, and then led him downstairs.

In the parking lot, Clark had just lit the car on fire when he threw down the phrase "wait for me for a minute" and rushed out. Anthony rolled his eyes and sat in the passenger seat to count his bag.

Clark is very punctual, saying that every minute is a minute. Dropping Anthony off at school, he drove Anthony's car to work at the Daily Planet.

Anthony looked at his car and went away: "You used it well." "

Anthony had a theory morning class today, and it was easy to doze off in the morning, and it was a boring chemical equation balancing, plus it was a warm spring day, and he was ready for half of the students to yawn.

However, no one slept, and it went in a strange direction: half of the students were in high spirits, and half of the students were looking at him expectantly.

Ten minutes later, under the ravages of chemistry, most of the students focused on small talk. Anthony had to knock on the skulls one by one to get them to respect the classroom discipline a little.

After class, Anthony walked to his office seat on the front foot, and Nolan and Fanny squeezed in on the back foot.

Nolan handed over a signed sheet with a wooden board, with a look of anticipation, while Fanny was in charge of the horn: "Teacher Anthony, we plan to jointly sign a lawsuit against Billy, and now some students still have concerns, can you sign it and support it?"

Anthony was expressionless: "You students run their own business, I can't interfere." Fanny

: "No, no, no, no, I just ask you to sign a name, it's a call-to-action, and there are teachers among the co-signers, so they must be more convincing!"

Anthony had a headache: "It's okay."

Before Fanny could cheer, he added, "Show me your joint manuscript, I can't sell myself in a daze."

Anthony flipped through their paperwork and asked curiously, "Have you ever asked someone to polish it, and it's quite accurate."

Nolan: "It's not... It was Orlanton who asked his uncle, a lawyer, to help.

Anthony sighed that the children were tossing and turning quite decently, and picked up the pen to sign under a list of names. However, Nolan stopped her: "No, don't sign this!"

Fanny turned to the front page, pointed to the first two lines that were vacant, and said, "Teacher, sign a little bigger, fill these two lines!"

Anthony said sternly: "I can't be special." Then

he turned to the second page and signed his name under the previous name. However, this did not bother Fanny, as she took Anthony's red pen and drew a red heart in front of Anthony's name.

Anthony: "... Whatever you want. -

In the afternoon, Anthony waited at the school gate for Clark to pick him up. It's not a new feeling, but at least it's a long-lost feeling, even though Clark drives his own car.

He quickly got into the car and saw Clark with a vase in the back seat.

"That's why you're late?"

"That plastic bottle is so ugly, I'm going to use it for flower arrangement."

Seeing the brown-green round-bellied vase in the rearview mirror, Anthony whispered, "The roses wither very quickly." Clark

: "Then keep buying, my salary can still afford a few roses a week." I've also heard that putting a little beer in the water can prolong the flowering time. I also ordered a cake, the real one I gave you, the red velvet one. Originally, I wanted to write both of our names, but your name has too many letters to write, so I'll just write your name first.

"To be fair, it was your name last time, so let's write your name this time." In the future, if you go back to Martha, make it oversized, and write all our names.

Clark grinned, "Listen to you." Suddenly

, Clarke's eyebrows locked, and he found an opportunity to pull over, asked Anthony to wait for him for a minute, and rushed out. Thanks to his speed, he would have been seen.

A minute later, Clark returned to the car and saw Anthony standing outside the car arguing with the traffic police.

Anthony opened the co-pilot's door, sat down, fastened his seat belt, and said angrily: "In the future, I will still drive, you will obediently give me the co-pilot." Thankfully

, they survived the first ten minutes of entering the parking lot, and although Clark parked and flew away as soon as they entered, nothing went wrong. Anthony shifted to the driver's seat, parked the car, and climbed upstairs.

He climbed to the fourth floor and found that the door was hidden. Pushing the door in, Clark is already dressed in loungewear and putting two sandwiches in the microwave.

Anthony: "Where's the sandwich?" Clark: "

I went to the scene of an explosion and saved a convenience store, and the owner gave me two sandwiches. I was supposed to pay, but I didn't have money in my pockets.

Anthony pondered that it was time to get Superman a pocket. But that's not what to do at the moment, he opened the fridge and took out today's dessert.

The sandwiches were warm, and Clark put them on a plate and served them. Anthony leaned over and sniffed, "Why does it smell weird?"

Clark sniffed too: "It's a little weird... It shouldn't be expired food.

Anthony took a knife and cut a sandwich through the middle, and inside was some red lumps. Clark just picked one up and put it in his mouth.

Anthony: "Hey!" "

Shhhh

"Don't just put an unknown object in your mouth!Are you a child?

" Clark: "I'm not afraid anyway."

Anthony glared at him, picked up one and sniffed: "This is kimchi, it should be pickled radish." I like to eat it in the East, but this is the first time I've seen it with a sandwich. Clark

: "I think it's as unreasonable as a fruit pizza."

Anthony: "And your chili mousse cake." The shopkeeper, you remember..."

Clark: "I don't know about him, but he does look Oriental."

Anthony complained: "What a pervert this is!"

Watching Clark dispose of the two biological weapons, Anthony proposed: "How about we go out and buy pizza to eat?" Clark

opened the fridge: "Don't try to fool me, Anthony, I remember eating pizza last Thursday." Pasta tonight.

Anthony snorted, walked around the kitchen with his hands crossed, and suddenly said, "The trash can is full, it's time to deal with it tomorrow." -

The next day Anthony drove and went to the garbage concentration area of the community to throw out the garbage. Clark was carrying the kitchen waste, feeling the liquid swaying, and asked Anthony, "Is there any milk that I haven't drunk?" Anthony

: "Yes, I just noticed an opened bottle of milk in the back of the refrigerator last night, and I felt that I couldn't drink it anymore, so I threw it away."

Clark nodded, not thinking much about it.

Anthony exhaled quietly, the first smuggling was successful!

Anthony drove the car slowly through the traffic, and Clark sat in the passenger seat with his mobile phone. Anthony teased

, "It's pretty idle today?" Clarke: "It's a relatively peaceful day, or rather, the Met have been a lot safer lately, and now I'm dealing with some petty fights."

Anthony: "I thought you were talking about family disputes." Clark

suddenly sighed: "That's not something Superman can solve, that requires Clark Kent." Journalist Clark Kent.

Anthony glanced at him and laughed: "Yo, are both identities involved in punishing evil and promoting good?"

Clark heard that he didn't really praise it, and he didn't know how to reply, so he had to change the topic: "Eh, today the life section of the Planet Daily talked about one, well, a more unique convenience store, the owner's surname is Jin, and he likes to make all kinds of, well, a combination of Eastern and Western cuisine, for example, sour radish sandwiches."

Anthony: "... Curiosity. Do you have to report such a boring thing in the daily planet?

" Clark: "The main thing is that there are fewer new things in life lately, and Lex has also stopped recently, and I don't know what I'm doing."

Hearing the name "Lex", Anthony suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to talk to Clark, but was almost scratched by a pickup truck trying to overtake, but fortunately both sides braked in time.

Anthony got back on the ground and complained, "Don't talk to me, I'm going to concentrate on driving."

But only the slightest sound of the window closing, Anthony turned his head, and there was no one around.

Anthony: Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't be angry... You expected that there would be a lot of such scenes, didn't you? Didn't you have been mentally prepared for a long time?

Ah no, it's still so angry!

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