The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

The sound of dong dong dong echoed in an overly simple office. Magneto, who had just returned to the room and was hanging his coat on the hanger, frowned.

Then, he heard Schiller's voice coming from outside the door:

Hello, Mr. Lanshere, Professor X brought you a gift and asked me to bring it to you. Can I go in now?

Magneto frowned slightly, and he didn't stop what he was doing, but said in a deep voice, Please come in.

Schiller opened the door and walked in, carrying two boxes in his hand. After walking to the door, he took a look at Magneto's action of hanging clothes, walked to the sofa in the reception area next to the office and sat down. But he didn't put the box in his hand on the coffee table, but put it directly on the ground at his feet.

Then, he stood up by himself, took off his coat, handed it to Magneto, and said, Can you hang it up for me? Thank you.

Schiller's actions are so natural that they don't give Magneto any excuses.

Magneto himself is hanging clothes, and hanging clothes for guests who have just arrived here is a normal way of hospitality, and it seems a bit too rude to refuse.

Magneto waved his hand slightly, and Schiller's clothes flew into the air, but he didn't take it immediately, but put on a glove, then took the clothes and hung them on the hanger.

For the clothes hung on the hanger, the two outer skirts were turned over by themselves, and the neckline was also tidied up. In an instant, all the dust on the clothes was swept away, and the same was true for all the clothes on the hanger.

Schiller silently observed these movements until Magneto, who was wearing a tight black liner, turned around,

He was still very tall, one centimeter taller than Schiller, and close to 1.9 meters tall. Although he was not considered burly, he was still considered strong. Just judging from his figure, he could not be seen as an old man at all.

Magneto had no intention of coming to the sofa area at all. He walked back behind his desk, bent down, and opened the cabinet on his left. His voice came from behind the desk: What did Charles bring?

It's some tea leaves. Schiller stood up and brought over two boxes of gifts, but they still didn't put them on Magneto's table, but held them in his hand. He checked the contents of the package and said, It should be from It’s a Chinese specialty, but I don’t know the brand either.”

By the way, besides that, your son and daughter also brought you a gift. Judging from the packaging, it should be a Christmas present. Do you want to open it and have a look?

Both are from Charles. Magneto's voice was calm, and Schiller saw that the two boxes in his hand flew up out of thin air, and flew directly into the cabinet that Magneto opened.

Also, I also brought you a gift. After all, I will be here for a while, please take care of me.

After Schiller finished speaking, Magneto straightened up, but at this time, Schiller's hand was empty, so Magneto showed a sneer, and just about to speak, Schiller took out a small one from his trouser pocket. items.

This time, he put the little thing on the table and pushed it in front of Magneto.

Magneto glanced at it indifferently at first, thinking it was some jewelry necklace or something, but the moment he saw that thing, his pupils narrowed.

This time, instead of using magnetism, he leaned forward, touched its surface with his fingers, and then said slowly, The Order of the Red Banner...

I learned from Professor X that you were once a fighter against NAZI and made outstanding contributions. Although the country that awarded this medal is no longer there, I think you are worthy of this honor.

Magneto's cheek muscles twitched slightly, as if he wanted to make an expression, but he froze halfway, and then he heard Schiller say: I'm sorry, I didn't go to the front line during that war , so you failed to get a higher-level military medal, otherwise, maybe you can still collect a gold star medal?

Magneto's finger touched the cold surface of the medal, but the moment he felt the temperature, he withdrew his finger, shook his head and said, No, I can't have it.

Schiller did not continue to ask him to accept it, but shook his head helplessly, took the medal away, put it back in his pocket, and said:

I originally planned to give him to Captain America, but who knows, he already has one. Later, I planned to give it to Natasha, but the female agent said that she prefers military medals, so I took it again. Gave it to Nick Fury, Nick took it back and admired it for a few days, then gave it back to me.

It seems that this thing can't be sent out. Maybe I have to find a special safe and store it in it. But fortunately, the quality of this country's medals is very good, and it should not rust.

Magneto's fingertips that were still on the table trembled, and he stretched his fingers forward a little, but retracted them again. Then, he retracted his entire arm, folded his arms and looked at Schiller and said: If you have nothing else to do, please go back.

After finishing speaking, he first turned his head away, then controlled the chair to turn to the side, and stopped looking at Schiller, as if trying to hide his eyes and expression.

It's my first day here, aren't you going to introduce me to the basic situation here? Can I call you that, Eric?

No. Magneto took a book from the nearby bookshelf and began to read it, pretending that Schiller didn't exist.

At this time, Schiller stretched out his hand, and with his fingers, gently moved a book on the edge of Magneto's desk one centimeter to the side.

In an instant, Magneto turned his head to look at the book, Schiller immediately turned it back to its original position with his hand, and said, I accidentally touched it, sorry.

Then, when he was restoring the book to its original position, he knocked a few books on top of it.

Eric, I think. I can call you that. Schiller nodded while standing at the desk and said, After all, we should be the same age, or maybe, I am older than you and Professor X.

Magneto frowned deeply, and at this moment, Schiller stretched out his hand and flattened those crooked books again. Magneto's glabellar muscles relaxed again, and he said nothing, Turn around and go back to reading.

Well, it looks like you should be tired, but yes, you must have consumed a lot of energy for making such a big commotion near the sun. Thank you for the wonderful welcome ceremony. Next, I will go to Look at the children I'm going to teach...

After finishing speaking, Schiller turned around and was about to leave, but at this moment, Magneto frowned, coughed twice, and asked, Didn't Charles say anything?

Schiller stopped in his tracks, then he stood on the spot and began to look left and right as if he was looking for something. Magneto couldn't understand his movements, so he asked, What are you looking for?

Look for a chair. It seems that you don't like sitting on the sofa. In fact, I don't like it either. It's too soft, but I'm a little tired and want to sit down and talk. Schiller began to look outside the door, and then said : Why don't I go to the office next door to move it?

Magneto closed his eyes slightly, rubbing the side of his nose with his fingers.

With a bang, a chair knocked open the office door and flew to the desk.

Schiller sat on the chair, put one hand on the table, relaxed his fingers, opened his palms up, and then said: The professor did tell me some things, but I think some of them are too trivial. going to tell you.

What did he say? Tell me, said Magneto.

He told you to coax Lorna, stop arguing with her, and call Wanda and Pietro if you have nothing to do. They haven't gone back to Xavier School for Gifted Boys recently, and they don't know where they live. Danger……

In addition. He hopes that you can care about the lives of the children who are studying and working here. After all, they are young and far away from home. It is inevitable that they will feel missing their parents...

Also, he hopes that you can drink less coffee and replace coffee with a small amount of tea. It's not worth it for you...

Stop, stop talking. Magneto closed the book with a snap, turned his chair back, looked at Schiller and said, You don't need to tell me these trivial things...

But to his surprise, Schiller didn't say you asked me to say it, but showed a helpless smile, shook his head and said, I think your mentality is much younger than his. , people love to worry when they are old, you have to be considerate of him...

In an instant, the direction of the muscles on Magneto's face became very exciting again, halfway through the soothing expression, but as if thinking of something, he began to feel uncomfortable again, so he frowned again.

Are you older than us? Magneto said a question, but in an affirmative tone, every question he said was like this, as if he didn't need anyone to answer at all.

Age is not important, what matters is mentality. Schiller shook his head and said, It's strange that you have the most children, but your mentality is the best among us...

Magneto tapped the armrest with his fingertips, and in an instant, two water glasses fell on the table, two streams of water appeared out of nowhere, and clear water poured into the glasses. Schiller took a look at the glasses and said, Now you can When it’s not time to drink water, is there coffee or tea?”

Just as Magneto was about to refuse, Schiller suddenly realized: Oh, didn't Charles give you a pot of tea? How about we try it?

I have always believed in Charles' taste. If it tastes good, I really have to ask him where he bought such a good tea.

The muscles on Magneto's face began to perform a series of complex activities again, the very beginning. He frowned deeply, as if feeling dissatisfied, but when he heard the second half of the sentence, his brows relaxed again, but in the next moment, they became entangled again.

When Magneto leaned over to get the tea leaves, he actually felt a little tired. This kind of tiredness was not physical, but the mental fatigue caused by repeated diametrically opposite mood swings in a short period of time.

He found that in just a few minutes, his mood swings were stronger than in the past few decades.

Moreover, often, just as Schiller uttered a word that made him feel very dissatisfied, or made an action that made him feel bored, the next second, Schiller's words would make him feel subtly satisfied, or make him feel uncomfortable. An offer he couldn't refuse made him completely unable to express his dissatisfaction.

Seeing the smile on Schiller's face, Magneto holding the tea pot, his fingers paused slightly, feeling the hesitation in his heart.

Eric Lanshere, also known as Magneto, has experienced world wars, been in concentration camps, chased and killed NAZI, and fought against the government in his life. He has never been afraid of anyone.

But when the tea leaves swirled and fell into the water, Magneto suddenly felt a little resistance to the upcoming conversation.

now you

(Magneto)