Days as a Spiritual Mentor in American Comics-Chapter 4619 - 3697 Movie Plan (13)

The film premiere is held in New York. It's already spring, but New York hasn't entirely shaken off the chill of the deep winter atmosphere. There's still a nip in the early morning and evening air. The media personnel and film critics, clad in formal attire, shiver slightly but remain diligently taking photos at the entrance. A stretch limo pulls up to the entrance of the Ziegfeld Theater. Stark, dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, steps out, and the shutters click like a leaden rain under Broadway. freёnovelkiss.com

Stark waves to either side as he ascends the red carpeted steps and enters the building. He shakes hands with Director Chris, waiting at the entrance, and says, "Marvelous half a year. Have you experienced the wonders of magic, my friend?"

"Absolutely." Director Chris laughs genuinely and says, "Even more magical than I imagined. I've never made such an exceptional film in such a short time. Go ahead, I've saved you a seat."

Stark raises an eyebrow at Strange, who is taking a drink from a waiter on the other side. Strange gives him a "you better behave" gesture and turns back to his own business.

"Oh, ma'am, you've come too." Chris walks over to shake hands with Natasha in her red dress and asks, "And Nick? Are those furry little guys giving him trouble again?"

"They're causing havoc!" Natasha waves her arm and shakes her head, saying, "He absolutely shouldn't have agreed to let Wanda help him take care of the cats, especially three of them. On the first day they arrived at the base, I thought Nick had actually resurrected a Tyrannosaurus Rex."

Next up is Coulson. He also steps forward to embrace Chris, saying, "As the first film director to collaborate with S.H.I.E.L.D., Mr. Columbus, you've given us a great impression of the movie industry."

"Don't be too impressed." Chris shrugs and says, "Or never go to Hollywood."

Strange walks over, formally shaking hands and hugging Natasha and Coulson, then raises his glass and says, "Thanks so much for S.H.I.E.L.D.'s cooperation in promotion. I didn't expect you guys to have a few people who actually get work done."

Natasha rolls her eyes helplessly and says, "If I told you that the entire post-production promotion and marketing was done by the two of us, you wouldn't be surprised, right?"

"Yeah. After all, if you let the KGB and Hydra handle it, they'd inevitably add some of their own agendas. You two are among the few trustworthy people. Aren't you?"

"If you didn't see the sickle and hammer at the beginning of the movie, she definitely is." Coulson and Strange clink their glasses, sharing a joke.

"Hey, you guys are here early." Steve and Peter come in together, one after the other. Peter rubs his hands together and asks, "Where's the popcorn vendor? Do they have a big bucket of popcorn and large cola combo? I want extra ice. Maybe even a vanilla ice cream..."

"Don't say that in front of the director." Strange feigns displeasure and says, "You're here to appreciate the magnificent creation of Director Columbus, not to eat popcorn!"

"Uh, sorry." Peter awkwardly touches his nose, "I don't watch movies often. So what's the difference now from watching movies in the theater? Am I supposed to make some remarks or something?"

"No need." Chris pats his arm, pointing to the other end of the hall, saying, "There's popcorn over there. You serve your own cola from the machine, any size cup you like. Ice and ice cream are in the cabinet nearby, but don't overdo it. There might be kids around."

Peter looks in that direction and sees the chaos: a bunch of kids leaning over the ice cream freezer, another group holding popcorn buckets almost half their height waiting by the popcorn machine. Their well-dressed parents can only stand by helplessly.

"Quite a few critics brought their kids." Chris also looks over there and says, "And our little actors. Most of their parents have arrived. But clearly, if your kid knows magic, you can hardly stop them from eating three ice creams in an hour."

A familiar voice comes from the entrance. The group turns around to see the glamorous Wanda walking in, holding a child in each hand, with JARVIS following behind her.

"Oh my goodness." Chris walks up, crouches down, and pats one of the kids on the head, saying, "Are these your two sons? They've grown so big?"

Strange is even more astonished. He walks over and picks up the other one from the ground, saying, "How are they already walking? Last time I saw them, they were still wrapped in swaddling clothes."

"They're over two years old now, and they can talk. Come, say 'uncle.'" Wanda teases her son. Little Billy already shows some resemblance to Wanda, having inherited her red hair and fair skin, and his pair of brown eyes darting around.

"Uncle!" he shouts at Strange, making Strange's face break into a beaming smile.

JARVIS goes over to pick up the other child. They stand at the entrance chatting for a while, then head off together to buy popcorn.

When Charles walks in, the whole hall brightens. Chris looks at him, stammering and at a loss for words. Strange and Charles have barely exchanged a few words when Director Chris pulls them aside: "Is this your friend? How old is he this year? Still in school?"

"This is Professor X!"

"What?!"

"Mutant leader Professor X, Charles Xavier! And the one with the sour face next to him is Magneto Erik Lehnsherr!"

Chris darted forward to stand before Charles, shook his hand, and said, "I've long admired you, Professor. In fact, I've always been concerned about the living conditions of mutants, striving to contribute to the cause against mutant discrimination. I think not only magicians can make films, but mutants can also use films as a means to call for anti-discrimination..."

Strange slapped his forehead.

Charles seemed to be in a good mood. He nodded with a smile, earnestly listening, his blue eyes focused intently on each person he spoke with, temporarily making one forget the terrifying reputation of the German man standing behind him, beautiful yet indifferent to all lives.

Soon, Magneto and Professor X also went in. Loki came again. Today, she wore a light blue gauze dress, with black curly hair flowing down to her knees, pinned at the back with a clip, looking rather youthful and energetic.

"I really didn't expect to see you on the cinema screen one day." Loki shook her head and said, "I think you could spoil the plot a bit for me. How was your performance?"

"So-so." Strange pursed his lips and said, "I only perfectly played a dignified yet kind headmaster."

As a result, Chris's eyes lit up again upon seeing Loki, walked over and shook his hand, and said, "Hello, miss, I wonder..."

"Loki Odinson."

"Oh, hello, Miss Odinson... wait. Why does this name sound familiar? The brother of God King Thor?"

"In fact, I have no specific gender." Loki smiled and said, "You can call me either sir or miss."

"I see." Chris nodded and said, "In fact, I'm very interested in Asgard's culture. From the moment I heard about you, I had some ideas in my mind. I think humans should indeed understand Asgard's culture from more channels. Movies are a good medium..."

People came in one after another, conversing in the hall, laughing and congratulating each other, talking about matters related to the movie. When the movie was about to start, Strange walked into the theater, and several groups were distinctly seated:

In the front sat the media and film critics. The director quickly went over to interact with them. Slightly backwards to the left sat crew members, including the actors. Young actors were accompanied by their parents sitting at the back.

In the middle, slightly towards the back, were S.H.I.E.L.D. and The Avengers. The members of The Avengers were sitting in a row. Strange chose to walk over and sit with them. Meanwhile, Shiller sat on the far right of this row, hugging Pikachu, sharing a large tub of popcorn with Peter next to him.

On the far right were investors, supervisors, distributors, and other related industry personnel. Most of them came with their families and children. Children were running around between the seats. It seemed like they probably went around asking members of The Avengers for autographs.

A few minutes later, the cinema dimmed, and the movie began to play. Everyone quieted down. Along with the production company's logo, a plain street in the Bronx, New York appeared on the screen.

The front row immediately erupted in chatter. After all, most people had seen magicians building houses on short video platforms, and they thought there would be something grand at the start.

What followed was the rather mundane daily life of the protagonist: a drunken father, a messy home. A thug threw a lit garbage bag into their house. The protagonist cursed, threw the garbage back, and rushed out to confront them.

No matter how you looked at it, it had nothing to do with magic — until a gold-and-silver adorned hippo swaggered into his backyard.

When the Hippo Goddess appeared, there was an exclamation in the cinema. The Hippo Goddess, having arrived earlier, was sitting in a corner of the cinema unnoticed by most. Only her two adopted daughters screamed:

"Mom! Mom!! Look!! You're on screen!! Oh my god, you've performed amazingly!! You'll become an Oscar-winning actress!! You're truly my pride!!!"

The Hippo Goddess wrapped her two adopted daughters with her strong arms, shaking the little ears on her head, looking very pleased.

The contrast between the slightly boring routine and the visually impactful presence of the Hippo Goddess immediately lifted spirits. Seeing the protagonist, frightened by the hippo, fall down onto the ground made the children burst into laughter. When they saw the Hippo Goddess knock down the drunken father with a Magic Glow, they cheered again.

Then, the protagonist cautiously accepted the admission letter from the Hippo Goddess. As the letter unfolded, its content appeared before the audience. The golden cursive letters gradually enlarged, becoming the film's title - "Ilvermorny."

Next was the scene on the train. The conversation between the protagonists wasn't particularly interesting, merely showcasing some character traits. Critics began taking notes, seemingly contemplating their subsequent reviews.

However, when the train's exterior was revealed, the cinema erupted with exclamations once more. The airborne train traveled over the lush forest, passing through a mist-covered lake.

And when the gigantic Gothic castle appeared on the screen, there was a brief silence in the cinema, followed by deafening cheers.