[Comprehensive British and American] Venus Goddess

"Then, please, Mr. Jones." Toby gave the camera in his hand to the Martian Manhunter in the Hall of Justice with a serious face, "This camera is very precious—I mean Yes, its price is very expensive to me."

He made a name for himself on Earth——John Jones' Martian Manhunter took the camera that Toby handed over with a serious face, looked down at the not-new but polished camera in his hand, and said to the future Spider-Man, whom he solemnly entrusted to himself, nodded: "I know, I will not disappoint my companion's expectations."

"Are you ready?" He held the camera up with one hand, and adjusted the focus on the camera lens with the other hand. The Martian Manhunter pointed the lens at Toby who was wearing a red and blue uniform.

Toby changed his posture: "Wait a minute, let me think about what posture I should use..." He adjusted his body to a satisfactory posture while talking, and then, he bumped into He got out of the chair behind him, and for a moment he felt that he had hit a boulder.

"Aw!" A cry of pain echoed in the Hall of Justice.

Sitting on a chair, Clarke, a young reporter from the Planetary Daily, who was using the computer and abusing the keyboard crazily with a hand speed beyond the reach of ordinary people, turned his head and looked aside with a blank face, and saw Spider-Man kneeling on the ground and supporting his back: " Toby? What happened..."

"I, my waist, my waist is going to break." Trembling and rubbing his badly injured back, Toby stood up with difficulty, turned around and looked at Clark sitting on the chair, "Clark Your body is so strong, man, I thought I hit a rock..."

"Are you rushing to draft too?" Toby casually glanced at Clark's computer.

"Really?" Clarke glanced at John standing behind Toby, "You are also rushing to draft? Then why are you still wearing a uniform? Could it be that this will speed up the writing process?"

His eyes quickly swept to the camera in John's hand: "Wait, are you collecting material... Your interview subject is Spider-Man? But Spider-Man is not a superhero with public communication channels, How could your newspaper make an appointment to get an interview? Did you agree to it yourself?"

Clark touched his chin as he said, and looked at the camera in John's hand thoughtfully: "I never thought that I could use this method to meet deadlines. Speaking of which, I always put the interview' Superman's opportunity is given to Louis, but I can't make it possible to interview myself..."

"Clark, don't be so serious. I'm just an intern at the newspaper." Toby spread his hands, "It's impossible for me to get an interview without the leadership of my seniors. I'm just creating something that only I can get." Spider-Man Exclusive Photos' That's it."

Clark raised an eyebrow: "It's an opportunistic method. It seems that you have been reused by the newspaper because of this, and an intern of you is asked to write an article alone."

Hearing this, Toby squatted down with his head in his hands: "Ahhh, I never thought that although I earn more like this, my free time is also dominated by the deadline!"

Clark's expression became serious. He glanced at the progress of the manuscript in his computer, and gave Toby a helpless look: "The job of a reporter is really not very free."

Watching Superman's drafting speed, Toby turned his head silently and looked at John who was holding his camera, wondering if the Martian Manhunter could be used to make an emoji called "Alien Dazed" He patted him on the shoulder under his eyes: "Let's continue, Superman is working hard to catch up with the draft at a super speed, so there is no reason for us not to work hard."

So, when Batman walked into the Hall of Justice, he saw three teammates wearing black-rimmed glasses, the lenses reflected the penetrating white light from the document interface on the computer screen, and the crackling echoed in the empty Hall of Justice. typing sound.

Batman paused hesitantly as he entered the hall, and he thought for a moment that he had entered the financial office of Wayne Building.

Batman: "...don't bring private work into the halls of justice."

"B, you are here," Clark looked up at him, then lowered his head and typed on the keyboard frantically, answering him half-heartedly: "The meeting hasn't started yet, you know, if you can't hand in the manuscript by the deadline, Louis I can't even enter the house."

Batman shifted his gaze to Toby, and Toby's back felt cold, and when he looked up, he saw Batman's disapproving eyes, showing a bitter expression: "Batman, my deadline is coming soon, if I hand in If you don’t have a manuscript, you may lose your job.”

Batman shifted his gaze to the Martian Manhunter who was also typing on the computer: "What about you?"

The Martian Manhunter changed the glasses on his face and the skin color of his own earth back to his original green skin: "Spider-Man told me that I should work hard, so..."

The Martian Manhunter was attacked by Batman's disapproving eyes, he was silent for a moment, and silently closed the computer in front of him.

Looking at the silent movements of the Martian Manhunter, I don't know why I can see the wronged Batman inexplicably: "..."

So when Wonder Woman walked into the Hall of Justice, what she saw was Batman looking down at the Batcomputer, and three teammates wearing black-rimmed glasses and typing on the keyboard, filling the hall with crackling sounds.

She paused as she entered the hall, and for a moment she suspected that she had entered the wrong place.

Diana's first reaction was to glance at Batman: "B, didn't you say something like you can't bring private work into the Hall of Justice?"

Batman: "..."

Batman chose to lower his head and continue to look at the Batcomputer: "People haven't arrived yet, and the meeting hasn't officially started yet."

Diana showed a thoughtful expression upon hearing this.

So, when the Green Lantern finally got off work and walked into the Hall of Justice, what he saw was the three giants of the alliance who had turned into bow-heads—Batman looked down at the Batcomputer, Superman bowed his head to type on the keyboard, and Wonder Woman bowed her head to swipe her phone. Then the other three members, led by the Big Three, plunged into the world of electronic products one after another, seemingly unable to extricate themselves.

Hal paused as he entered the hall, and questioned his vision for a moment.

Toby, who was stuck in the bottleneck, put his hands on the back of his neck to adjust the neck under greater pressure. When he looked up, he saw Hal who was hesitant, and shook his hand at him: "The meeting has not officially started yet. , do you want to do something else?"

Hal showed a suddenly realized expression, and sat down in his seat.

So, the little technician of the Central City Criminal Investigation Section who finally finished his day's work muttered: "It's over, it's over, I'm going to be late..." When he rushed into the Hall of Justice, what he saw was his teammates bowing their heads engrossed in electronics. Screenshot of the product.

He froze for a moment: "So the topic of today's meeting is communication with electronic products? I forgot to bring my mobile phone. Wait for me and I'll get it right away..." He turned around and rushed out of the Hall of Justice.

"Flash, come back! The meeting is about to start! Don't deal with personal affairs in the workplace!" Behind him came the deep and hoarse voice of the alliance consultant.

The author has something to say: Irresponsible Little Theater:

Batman: Barry Allen, you're back!What kind of mobile phone do you take, and you are not allowed to look at your mobile phone during the meeting!

Barry: (biting a handkerchief) Why am I the only one treated differently? !

Toby: (patting Barry on the shoulder) Because after I joined Zhenglian, you will not be the only mascot.

Barry: Huh.

Garbage author: (collapsing) I don't want to work hard anymore, please support me, sir.

Batman: (without seeing bat darts flying out)

The garbage author was shot dead by a dart, the full text is over

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不对啦！开个小玩笑而已哈哈哈哈，垃圾作者想偷懒了就摸了这个番外，希望小可爱们喜欢~感谢在2020-01-0700:00:00~2020-01-0918:40:59期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of Jiuqianxia; 1 bottle of bad civilization;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!