Forced to focus on daily life [Comprehensive English and American]

On September [-]st, the entire New York City has experienced several days of high-temperature grilling. The tall buildings in Manhattan seem to be extremely distorted by the hot air. The bright sunlight is too bright, and I feel that it will lead to stuffiness all over my body.

Twenty students from Empire State University of New York who are about to come to Stark Group for internships are sitting upright in the conference room on the [-]th floor of the Stark Building. The projector in the conference room has just played the history of Stark Group. , without the deep and magnetic male voice narrating, the entire meeting room fell into silence, only the movement of the second hand of the clock and the whine of the floor-standing air conditioner were left.

The twenty students were all wearing uniform suits, and all of them were expressionless, but if you looked closely, you could find the trembling veins on their foreheads, and the Adam's apples of the male students sliding up and down.

It can be said that it is very tense.

That's right, after all, this is the Stark Group. Leaving aside its status in the world's arms industry and new energy development, the release of the name of the group's boss is enough to shock the people of New York.

Rosie sat in the farthest corner, observed the other nineteen students one by one, casually folded the recommendation letter from the tutor, and began to slap herself in the face.

As soon as she waved her wrist a few times, the male student from the Department of Physics sitting next to her immediately showed a serious expression, leaned forward, and said nervously: "Student Mathers, your face is so red, are you going to faint?" Fall!"

As soon as he made a sound, the other students turned their heads to look at Rosie. For a moment, the meeting room, which was originally as quiet as a morgue, immediately turned into a noisy farmers' market.

"What happened to Mathers?"

"Has Mathers fell ill?"

"Call, call 911! Hurry up!"

"Today is the first day of internship at the Stark Group, student Mathers, you can't faint!"

One of the boys stammered: "I, I, I brought nitroglycerin!"

……

Rosie had already stopped her original wind-making movement when all the classmates paid attention to her. The letter of recommendation from her tutor folded into a paper fan slipped from her fingers. Dividing the water vapor, biting his lower lip lightly with his teeth, he shook his head.

"I'm fine..." Rosie's voice was thin and weak, as if it was being squeezed out of her throat, she waved her hands weakly, and then said, "Don't worry, everyone, I'll be fine in a while …Student Thomson, I don’t need nitroglycerin yet, thank you.”

After finishing speaking, she smiled, and there was a bit of weakness in the smile. Taking advantage of the brilliant blond hair and full blue eyes, her thin and thin shoulders trembled slightly, which made people feel affectionate at a glance.

The eyes of the physics department student who was the first to speak out were full of pity: "Student Mathers is really too strong."

"That's right, such a weak girl is so strong..."

"Last time I saw her help a girl block a flying football."

"Yes, yes, I saw it too. Mathers, who is [-] tall, helped Sofia, who is [-] tall, block a football flying from the sky. At that time, someone else made a video and put it on YouTube! "

……

There was another chatter in the meeting room, Rosie coughed lightly, and smiled a little embarrassedly: "After all, we are all classmates, we must help if we need to help, and it will be two o'clock soon, the hr of the Stark Group We are coming, please stop talking." She turned her head slightly, and when she saw the shirt of the physics student next to her, she froze for a moment, then leaned over to him, and whispered, "Student Cole, your shirt button It's wrongly lined up."

Cole was taken aback for a moment, then immediately lowered his head, gave her a grateful smile, and then told the other students to go to the bathroom, then hurriedly covered his collar and left.

Rosie looked at the back of this classmate Cole leaving, slightly retracted the curvature of the corner of her mouth, and then bent down to pick up the recommendation letter from the tutor that had slipped at her feet before, and at the moment when she bowed her head, the curvature of the corner of her mouth returned. Go to the original place and squeeze into a straight line.

Today's daily routine can be regarded as half completed.

This is a daily precision scoring system that kills thousands of knives.

Rosie Mathers, originally a delinquent girl in Brooklyn, New York, she can talk non-stop in Wen Neng and scold the world, and is proficient in everything with nunchucks and watermelons. In high school, she was almost arrested for beating the principal who wanted to moles her female classmates. She was ordered to drop out of school. After studying in university for two years, she dropped out of school due to the death of her guardian aunt. She worked in a coffee shop for three months and was fired for beating her boss who sexually harassed her in the workplace. It is said that the boss was punched and crooked She got her chin cut and spent a long time in plastic surgery, from which Rosie got the name Beidou Plastic Fist.

Later, she went to a fried chicken shop, and just as her work was on track, a large truck crashed into the fried chicken shop on a sunny morning.

At that time, there was still a bag of fried chicken in front of the fried chicken shop, and she had just put on a helmet and rode a battery car to deliver food.

Rosie thought this was the end of all the bad luck in her life, but she didn't expect that she could open her eyes again, and the first person she saw after opening her eyes was neither a doctor, nor the person she hadn't seen all the time. Instead of the alcoholic uncle, he has a pair of beautiful caramel eyes.

The owner of those eyes was still very calm after she woke up, just nodded, then turned his head, and said to the secretary-looking person behind him: "Miss Mathers is awake, please call the doctor." After he finished speaking Then he looked at Rosie, "Miss Mathers, thank you and your motorcycle for saving me, don't worry, I won't tell Mr. Mathers that you skipped class and went to Brooklyn to buy a bag of fried chicken , and I will give you a motorcycle made with the latest Stark Group technology..."

Rosie: "..."

At this time, the elegant and calm voice of the female anchor came from the TV in the advanced ward: "This morning, an accident happened at a fried chicken restaurant in Brooklyn. Iron Man fought with the Hulk and damaged several houses. One person is currently injured." .Although Iron Man has declared that he will be responsible for this incident and has paid a huge amount of compensation, the people of New York are still dissatisfied with various accidents indirectly caused by the Avengers in recent years..."

Rosie: "..."

"Miss Mathers?"

"Miss Mathers?"

Rosie: "..."

"Miss Mathers, your father is already on his way to the hospital. Your mother is still in Cannes and cannot arrive in time, but she has bought the latest flight to New York, which will be in about twelve hours. Rush to the hospital."

Rosie: "..."

"Miss Mathers, may I ask if you drove the motorcycle donated by the Stark Group after you recovered from your injury, or did the employees of the Stark Group drive it directly into your garage?"

Rosie: "..."

"Miss Mathers?"

Rosie: "Excuse me...is it too late for me to lie down now?"

Waking up in a car accident and finding that my parents are still alive, I haven’t dropped out of school yet, I don’t have to fight wits with my perverted boss, and I don’t have to ride a battery car to deliver fried chicken. No matter how I think about it, I think it’s a good thing.

Looks like God finally saw the girl's struggle to survive and decided to make life easier for her.

If it weren't for the addition of an Avenger Alliance at the same time.

After just a few minutes, she found that dismantling the Avengers was no longer the biggest crisis in her life.

Because when Mr. Stark, nicknamed Iron Man, was looking at her, she suddenly heard a crisp voice in her ear: "This is a daily system of one good and one evil, you need to complete one good and one evil every day to You have successfully renewed your life, today's mission has not been completed, please play the gentle and weak Rosie Mathers before dark, and complete a good deed, otherwise you will die at the moment of dark."

Rosie: "..."

After a few minutes of silence, she said to Mr. Stark: "Mr. Stark, the zipper of your pants is broken."

Tony Stark: "..."

Rosie let out a breath, so this kind and timely reminder is considered a good deed.

Rosie picked up the letter of recommendation from her tutor, folded it back to its original shape, and then pinched the bridge of her nose, feeling a little headache.

Compared with the daily tasks during the day, the tasks at night made her want to beat the fine point system the most.

When the hands of the clock pointed to two o'clock, the door of the meeting room was pushed open from the outside, and the dignified students all raised their heads suddenly when they heard the slight "click" of the door lock. , looking straight at the door.Rosie also put down the letter of recommendation from her tutor that she had read back and forth, looked over, and then met a pair of smiling brown eyes.

Selena Lambert, the personnel director of the Stark Group, is a middle-aged lady who looks quite intellectual and elegant. She is wearing a well-tailored dark suit, with a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her eyes are kind. , at least eliminated most of the anxiety in the hearts of these students. She held the roster of interns and read the names of these students one by one. Frame, smiled and continued to read the next name.

After seeing the strange expression on the personnel director's face, the other students secretly turned their faces to look at Rosie. Rosie's face was expressionless, but her heart was still turbulent.

When the news reported the superhero accident that happened in Brooklyn, it only said that one person was injured. The people of New York have become accustomed to such things, and the media did not find out the identity of the injured, including few people in the Stark Group. .

Ms. Lambert, the personnel director, was one of the few insiders.

Because the motorcycle compensated by Iron Man Tony Stark was driven by Ms. Lambert, who took off her professional suit and put on a leather jacket and leather pants, and drove through the streets of Manhattan. The garage of Rosie's strange new home.

After the heads of each department took away their respective interns, only Rosie and Ms. Lambert were left in the conference room. Ms. Lambert closed the roster with a bang, still with a light smile on her face. With a smile: "Miss Mathers, for the next three months, just follow me."

Rosie blinked and blurted out, "Riding a motorcycle?"

"Of course not, it's just a private hobby," Ms. Lambert said. "We're talking about work now."

The author has something to say: Open a new article!

This article is probably the first article where I haven't decided on a cp, anything is possible, let's see how Miss Rosie plays out.