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

On the second day of work, she got three days of paid vacation. Rosie's internship life can be said to be the envy of the other [-] students who are interns at Stark Group.

Tom, who majored in art design and is now an intern in the design department of Stark Group, said: "My God, you don't know how stupid the people in the product department are, and they are talking about the research and development of the new energy kettle next week. It’s on the market, and at this time, we are also required to improve the design draft of the conference venue that has been confirmed before, and God knows that our venue construction is half done!"

Natalia, a journalism major and now an intern at Stark Group’s Propaganda Department, said: “I’m sleeping with that new energy kettle all over my head…”

Chris, who majored in physics and is now an intern in the product department of the Stark Group, said: "Huh? Is it dawn?"

Rosie was lying on the small pink bed in the bedroom, with her legs crossed, watching other students in the mobile chat software complain about the hardships of internship life, and replied with a smile: "Yes, Chris, it's already dawn, hurry to Starbucks Buy a flat white and get to work [smiles]."

She just made a head start in the chat group, and the chattering in the group stopped immediately, and everyone began to ask her about her injuries. She said that she was fine. When she was recuperating at home, Natalia suddenly said: "Rosie, what are you doing?" I didn’t come to work for two days so I don’t know, but Sophia came to Stark Tower yesterday.”

Rosie froze for a moment, while the others started a new round of discussion.

"Sophia? Didn't she go to the Wayne Group in Gotham City for an internship? Why did she come to the Stark Group?"

"Maybe it's for repaying a favor? After all, last time Rosie helped her block a football that was thrown at her."

"No, no, I think it's more likely that she came here to find trouble. After all, the man she loved deeply for four years confessed to Rosie, and she also wrote such dizzy words in her diary."

"If you want me to say that Rosie shouldn't have helped her block that football at that time, what's the use of repaying a grievance with virtue? In the end, she didn't post a post slandering Rosie on the campus forum, and now she even came to Stark Tower."

"..."

"........."

The chattering discussion among the nineteen people came to an abrupt end at 09:30 in the morning. Without their explanation, Rosie knew that it was the working time of the Stark Group, and the heavy work made it impossible for them to hold their mobile phones to publish. Long story, those who should do design drafts do design drafts, those who should write promotional drafts write publicity drafts, and she, who is enjoying a paid vacation, throws her newly bought mobile phone aside, stretches her waist, and hits the phone. He yawned, got up slowly, and walked downstairs in his slippers.

Mr. Mathers and Mrs. Mathers have finished their short vacation and are busy with work. The nanny Kailani has prepared breakfast, cleaned up the kitchen, and went to the nearby supermarket to buy vegetables. The whole house is only Leave her alone.

She took a sip of milk first, then sat down at the dining table, crossed her legs, leaned back on the chair, breathed out a mouthful of stale air, then tapped the time with her right hand, and sang "Lose Yourself" by rapper Eminem .

There is no one in the room, which means that she can destroy the character design without any scruples.

As a former bad girl who has been in Brooklyn for many years, Rosie's acting skills were quite lame at the beginning. Fortunately, Mr. and Mrs. Mathers are busy with work and are not at home all year round. The nanny Kailani is not very good at English. She rarely communicates, so she can get away with it.

On the other side of the school, it was a bit more difficult.

Rosie, a bad girl, used to study computer science at Empire State University. Although she dropped out of school in her sophomore year, she is still quite familiar with this school. I went to the secret activity of drag racing on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan. I also know that the school has a music appreciation meeting. When the instructor is there, everyone will appreciate Schubert. Those who can rap stand on the table and use rhyming words to scold the police, scold the society, and scold the president.

... All in all, Rosie, a good girl in this parallel world, shouldn't know.

Every time Rosie sees members of the motorcycle club wearing motorcycle leather jackets and helmets passing by in groups of three or four, she has the urge to growl in her heart, "Let's go, brothers, go racing!" Literary books, biting her lip, took a step back timidly, acting like a good girl Rosie should be.

... It's not easy to live.

She overturned the car once when she was struggling to survive in the early days.

Probably in the spring of this year, hundreds of cherry blossoms in the Faculty of Letters of Empire State University bloomed for the first time, and a group of American girls who are usually used to wild poetry became very excited and decided to hold a poetry competition.Rosie, who used to be an outstanding computer student but now majored in drama and literature, lost a lot of hair because of this. When she was racking her brains to compete with English words, a handsome senior had a smile on her face. Gave her a letter.

On the letter were a few lines in beautiful cursive script:

"How do I love you?

Can't tell a thousand words:

I love you so deep and so wide,

As if my soul had flown beyond the nine heavens,

To explore the mysteries of life and the grace of God.

Whether it's day or night,

I love you forever,

Just like the supply of food cannot be interrupted every day. "

Rosie, a former outstanding computer student, naturally didn't know that it was Mrs. Browning's famous love poem. She thought it was the words and sentences that the senior wanted to discuss classical literature with her, so she was frightened in the grove behind the library. , while frowning at the letter, smoking a cigarette to suppress his shock.

Then it was seen by Sophia Simpson of the same profession.

She is not familiar with Sophia. To be precise, Sophia is not familiar with anyone. She is [-] tall and has a strong physique, but she is introverted. She once had an opportunity to join the school volleyball team, but she rejected it. She once had an opportunity to join the school basketball team, but she also rejected it. There was an opportunity to join the school sumo fans association, but she still refused. People who do not have the colorful life of ordinary college students.

Rosie originally thought that if her classmates saw her smoking, the system would deduct one or two points at most, but that afternoon, Sophia told everyone that Rosie Mathers was a hypocritical woman who pretended to be innocent and weak , Said that he had a heart attack, but actually squatted under a tree and smoked.

Rosie touched her nose and didn't argue, thinking that at most two or three points would be deducted.

However, the system did not deduct points for her, because no one believed Sophia, especially the senior who handed Rosie a love letter questioned Sophia on the eve of the poetry competition. Only people from the School of Literature knew that Sophia, who seemed not interested in anything, He actually persisted in writing love poems to this senior for four years.

Thus, the poetry competition became a group ridicule meeting for Sophia.

During that time, Rosie had a headache every day on how to write a poem to cope with the errand, and she didn't know the whole story. When a female classmate around her mentioned this, she would only think why the students of the School of Literature were so idle, and asked the computer major Wouldn’t it be nice for a classmate to learn, is the code not fun, or the keyboard is not easy to type?

In June, the cherry blossoms in the Faculty of Letters had already withered, and the members of the football team started training to prepare for the NFL preseason game in August. On the way to the garage after class, Rosie would pass by the football field. She met Sofia outside the court, but in the next second, she saw a football flying towards Sofia.

——At that moment, Rosie felt that even if there was no task of doing good deeds every day, she would step forward.

At this time, someone in the rugby auditorium happened to use a mobile phone to record the video, so the video of Rosie, who is 1.6 meters 1.8, blocking the football falling from the sky for Sophia, who is [-] meters [-], was uploaded on YouTube.

On the second day, the school forum was full of discussions about this matter. It was nothing more than saying that Rosie, a delicate girl with heart disease, blocked the football for Sophia who was 1.8 meters [-]. It was really admirable. The senior who passed the love letter to Rosie even posted a long poem to praise her, but Rosie, who already knew some classical poetry, also knew that this poem was written by the long-dead Shelley.

Among these praises throughout the article, a post titled "Rosie Mathers is a hypocritical woman" suddenly appeared, and it was related to the fact that the senior had just posted Shelley's love poem, so everyone naturally put the author of the post on on Sophia.

Naturally, it was cynicism again.

But Rosie doesn't pay attention to these things. The place she often visits in the school forum is IT House. When the gossip board is popular everywhere, she is busy exchanging codes with computer students, and she is full of yearning for the internship life in September. , and made up his mind to become an excellent programmer.

And as for the follow-up...

As an ordinary person, how did she know that the gears of fate had already started turning.

Rosie, who had lazily finished her breakfast, stretched her waist, and counted the time with her fingers. This was the last day of her three-day paid vacation. After this day, she was going to the Stark Corporation again. In the personnel department, observe the group of HRs who are as good-looking as the supermodels in the fashion week.

She sighed, then took the cup and dinner plate and put them in the sink.

... She doesn't have to face the hands-on boss, and doesn't have to deliver meals in the streets on a motorcycle. She should be happy, laugh twice, and say "I love Stark Group".

She rubbed her eyes subconsciously, and then slowly returned to her bedroom, just when she heard the phone ring, she took it out from the pillow, and heard Ms. Lambert's voice: "Rosie, are you at home?" ?"

Rosie suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"I'm sorry to disturb your rest, but Mr. Stark told me to ride for you today, after all, you're going to work tomorrow..."

"What happened, Ms. Lambert," said Rosie with difficulty.

"That's right, because last time you were attacked by gangsters on Iron Man's motorcycle, he decided to change you to a motorcycle with a safer color so as not to affect your normal commute to and from get off work."

"Wait, wait..." The corners of Rosie's mouth twitched, "Colors are relatively safe... What do you mean?"

"Oh, I took a look, it seems to be..." Ms. Lambert said on the phone, "The color scheme of Captain America."

Rosie: "???"

Where is it safe?

Does Tony Stark still want to grant her another three days of paid leave?

The author has something to say: there will be another update before 12 o'clock in the evening =3=