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

Rosie thought she would live a fairy-like life during this hard-won three-day paid leave, sleeping until she woke up naturally every day, and Kailani greeted her with lunch on the dining table, and she could be at home Watch "Hannibal" for a while, and then go out to see if there are any old people on crutches who are about to cross the road, then lie under the parasol in their garden, drink afternoon tea, and spend the whole day comfortably.

But in fact, at noon on the first day of the holiday, after Tony drove her home in the red LaFerrari, she began to be dominated by Mrs. Mathers for three days.

Mrs. Mathers, who has been flying around the world all year round, was very concerned about her daughter who had been admitted to the hospital three times. First, she took her to a private medical examination center for a full physical examination. After confirming that Rosie was in good health, she then He took her to attend a certain charity gala and a certain brand's fashion launch for two consecutive days.

For the past two days, Rosie has been wearing different styles of evening dresses given to her by Mrs. Mathers, but these evening dresses all have the same feature, that is, the skirts are all hanging down, and the golden glitter is shining. She is not very good at it. Driving in high heels and wrapped in this layer of cloth, I just feel as if I have been forced into a barrier, not to mention the boxing skills praised by the boss, and even breathing becomes difficult.

Even when she met Max Mikkelsen, the actor of Hannibal, at the fashion conference on the first day, she couldn't separate from the crowd, and rushed forward at her own speed of 800 meters in three minutes and 20 seconds. Go get a signature.

Until the third day, she still brooded over the matter.

While preparing breakfast, Kelanie scrambled eggs and muttered: "It's all Rosie's fault. I have to record "Hannibal" for her every time, so I feel trembling when I see that actor, and she still does it. I want to get that actor's autograph."

Rosie was sitting at the dining table, her legs were dangling, and she was holding a glass cup in both hands. After she took a sip of the milk in the quilt, she looked at Kailani seriously: "You don't understand, will Uncle Ba's signature Putting it in the kitchen can effectively reduce the incidence of dark cooking.”

Kailani screamed strangely: "Rosie, I can't make dark dishes. You put Hannibal's autographed photo in the kitchen, and I'm very likely to fry the eggs!"

Rosie squinted her eyes and smiled, then leaned back on the chair and said weakly: "I very much hope that I can watch TV dramas at home tonight."

Kailani put the fried eggs on a plate, brought them to Rosie, and said, "Are you so tired from the dinner party?"

Rosie raised the metal fork with one hand, beat the back of her neck with the other, sighed, and said heavily, "Tired."

It was nearly one o'clock in the morning when the evening parties of the previous two days ended, and she had to go home with Mrs. Mathers first, and after Mrs. Mathers fell asleep, she would turn into a night witch and go out to complete night tasks, so that she The sleep is seriously lacking, and there are already obvious dark circles under the eyes. Just looking at this face, it doesn't look like someone who has taken three days of paid leave comfortably at home.

And even during the vacation, the boss's five mobile phone numbers will still send messages in turn, asking where the thousand-character document handed in by the marketing department is stored, and then asking if there is an electronic version of the administrative notice from the human resources department. Once even sent two durians on the coffee table in the chairman's office, with a postscript: "The product department sent two more durians, waiting for Secretary Mathers to deal with."

Rosie rolled her eyes at the time, thinking that the boss must have been bored alone on the top floor of the Stark Tower, and there was no secretary to handle, and since Loki made a big fuss about the Stark Tower, New York was still calm for the time being. The doomed Manhattan and the superheroes of the Avengers can also temporarily breathe a sigh of relief.

For example, Rosie saw Captain America Steve Rogers from a distance at the charity gala the next day. He seemed to have finally been discharged from the hospital in Manhattan, wearing a well-tailored suit, with one pocket in one hand and champagne in the other. The cup is very much like the well-dressed male protagonists in spy movies who have picked up countless girls.

Of course, instead of picking up the girl, Steve frowned and taught a drunk who wanted to take advantage of the beauty.

Although there was still some distance from Steve, Rosie still heard his words to teach the drunk man clearly, and felt as if she was dreaming back to high school and was communicating with the school dean at the soul level.

So not only did she not go up to say hello to Steve, but she shrank back and bumped into the arms of a handsome man in a black suit, who grinned at her, and she said with a smile Sorry, and left in a hurry.When she smiled at the other party, she twisted her neck because the other party was too tall and she raised her head too much.

So that night, the "Night Miko Support Club" updated the latest Night Miko street photos, the Night Miko riding on a broom with her neck crooked.

After a night's sleep, although my neck still hurts, at least I don't have to keep tilting it all the time.

After eating the fried eggs, Rosie stood up from the dining table, stretched her neck, and walked to the living room. Before her butt touched the sofa, she heard a voice from the stairs behind her. She turned her head and saw Mathers The wife, in her nightgown and morning mask, yawned and walked down the stairs.

When she saw Rosie, she wailed first: "Rosie, my baby."

Rosie covered her ears reflexively: "I won't listen, I won't listen."

Mrs. Mathers staggered forward, and then hung on Rosie: "There will be a charity auction tonight..."

Rosie screamed: "Mom, why do you have so many dinner parties? I have to go to work tomorrow, so I can't go today no matter what!"

"I don't plan to take you there today." Mrs. Mathers put the mask sheet that had just fallen off on her chin, "Today's dinner is held in Gotham City. Although it is not far from New York, it is not too far to go back and forth. It is convenient, and the law and order in Gotham City is very..."

When Rosie heard the place name "Gotham City", she first felt the old injury on her neck recurring, and then she took Mrs. Mathers's arm: "Mom, please take me with you tonight."

After she finished speaking, she felt her heart convulsing along with her neck.

Before setting off, Rosie specially picked out a skirt with a fluffy skirt, then tied a leather holster on her thigh, and put the p911 pistol/gun she exchanged before in the holster. After thinking about it, she felt that it was a The p911 was obviously not enough, so I put another fragmentation grenade in the handbag, and then I was relieved, then stepped on the high heels, and trotted into the car.

Mrs. Mathers was still sitting in the back seat on the phone with her colleagues who had already arrived at the venue. When Rosie got in the car, she hurriedly said goodbye to the colleagues on the phone, hung up the call, and let out a breath , facing Rosie, began to criticize those annoying colleagues, the car drove out of Manhattan, she stopped for a while, and then said: "Rosie, do you know what kind of place Gotham is?"

Rosie nodded: "I know."

"That city is controlled by gangsters, and the police station, courts, and procuratorate all follow the gangsters' lead. All in all, it's a very chaotic place." Mrs. Mathers shook her head, "This time it's under the influence of Ellie, the magazine's partner. The Ott family invited me to the group's dinner, so I had to go."

"Oh, the Elliot family." Rosie casually repeated, thinking it sounded familiar.

"When you arrive in Gotham City, you must follow me every step of the way, and you can't run around." Mrs. Mathers urged, "And you can't talk to those strangers, God knows, I don't want to take you there at all..."

"Okay, Mom." Rosie smiled and kissed Mrs. Mathers on the cheek, "You also know that it's a dangerous place, how can I trust you to go there alone. And it's just a charity auction That's all, I can come back after a few pleasantries with the partners."

Mrs. Mathers forced a smile: "I hope so."

New York is adjacent to Gotham, and it takes less than two hours to drive from the highway. Therefore, Empire State University in New York also cooperates with many companies in Gotham. Every year, it recommends interns to go there for a three-month internship. Rosie’s current class The Faculty of Liberal Arts has a place, and the one who finally went to Gotham with a letter of recommendation from her mentor was Sophia Simpson, and Sophia's explanation for this was "she is 1.8 meters seven, so she should be able to survive tenaciously in Gotham."

As Mrs. Mathers said, this is a city controlled by gangsters, the public security bureau does not act, and there are all kinds of extreme criminals haunting, large and small attacks often occur, and every citizen lives in dire straits So much so that Gotham City is called "the city without daylight" on the Internet, and New York and Gotham have also won the top two of "Twitter's most inhospitable cities for human habitation".

Of course, this place of Gotham City did not exist in Rosie's previous world, and since her life changed drastically a year ago, she also rolled her eyes wildly when she saw the "Gotham One-day Tour" project at the travel agency, And said that she will never set foot in Gotham City in her lifetime, if she breaks her vow, then she will eat three durians in one go.

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So when the car drove to the door of Gotham City's high-end club, Rosie was sending a message to Tony: "Boss, keep those two durians, I will eat them tomorrow in one go, if possible, I can add another... ..."

At this time, the doorman of the clubhouse opened the car door from outside the car. After she sent the message, she put the phone back in her handbag, then lowered her head slightly, and was about to get out of the car, but her feet hadn't gotten out of the car yet. When she stepped on the ground covered with the red carpet, a broad hand belonging to a man had already been stretched out in front of her. She was stunned for a moment, and when she raised her head, she saw a handsome man looking down at her, slightly Grind his teeth and smiled.

And it was this smile that made her neck ache again.

"I didn't expect it was really you." The man spoke, his voice was low and full of magnetism, "Hello, miss, we met yesterday, I'm Bruce Wayne."

Rosie: "..."

When it was over, she not only had a neck pain, but also a stomachache.