[Comprehensive] When Iron Man turns on codeword mode

Rosalie ordered something good, and continued to tell Tony the third thing that made her happy: "The book I signed was nominated for the Golden Dagger Award! Do you know the Golden Dagger Award?"

Tony nodded. He had done his homework, and he was already familiar with these things related to Rosalie's work.He often taught Steve: "Before you pursue a girl, you must know her work and preferences. This is not only a basic respect for the girl, but also allows you to match what she likes, you know? Match what she likes!"

So Steve signed up for the elderly computer class set up by S.H.I.E.L.D. (just for him). He has made rapid progress and has mastered several basic skills such as booting and Google, which is enough to help him understand the girl's preferences.In a few days, he will definitely be able to master the advanced skills of using social software to chat with girls.

Tony: "Are you talking about the Golden Dagger Award issued by the British Association of Mystery Writers? The internationally recognized highest award for detective fiction?"

Rosalie was even happier: "You actually know? My parents and I have talked about it a thousand times and they don't even remember!"

Tony thought to himself: They don't need to chase you, but I like you with all my strength!

Tony: "Which book was nominated?"

Rosalie: "My Fingerprints Are On Your Head."

Tony was taken aback: "This is not... This is not..."

Rosalie affirmed his doubts: "That's right, it's the book you signed on the day you booked the seafood restaurant, and you were still clamoring to show me the sex|dance."

Tony: "I often dance Yan|Dance, do you still want to watch it? But that's not the point. You can successfully sign a contract with the author, which is half of my credit. You have to share half of the bonus with me."

Rosalie jumped at the case: "Why? What contribution have you made? You have been interrupting me all the time!"

Tony analyzed with her one by one: "When you called the author, he was a little hesitant, because Magda also approached him, and the other party offered better terms, right?"

Rosalie: "Yes!"

Tony: "You've been wrestling with him for half an hour, and he's still wobbly, isn't he?"

Rosalie: "Yes."

Tony: "So I grabbed the phone from your hand and told him that I am Iron Man, and then he excitedly asked for my autograph, but I scolded him, saying that he doesn't cherish the best publishing editor in the universe, right?"

Rosalie recalled that embarrassing scene, and was terribly embarrassed: "...Yes."

Tony: "And then he agreed to sign with you, what does that mean?"

Rosalie: "...it means that you have indeed made a contribution, and half of the reward will be shared with you."

Wait, well.....something seems wrong?

Tony's goal was achieved, with a sly smile: "Don't give me cash, you can save the money for our activities."

Rosalie was very vigilant: "What funding???? What do you want to do????"

Tony blinked innocently: "The meal money for friends' gatherings, you said that we are friends. Of course, if you want to use it for some activities that make both men and women happy..."

Rosalie: "!!!"

Tony deliberately paused in the ambiguous place: "...I can do it too, who told you that you are my friend~"

Rosalie: The activities he said must mean squash tennis volleyball badminton, it must be!

Rosalie gritted her teeth: "Don't worry, my squash is pretty good."

Tony feigned surprise: "So you Brits call [that sport] squash. Well, that's apt! Two objects keep colliding, and there's a popping sound, and everyone's happy when it's over. No Thanks to being Shakespeare's hometown, this metaphor is perfect."

Rosalie went crazy: "...I mean pure squash, don't think about it!"

She looks so cute with her blushing hair, and Tonit wants to continue teasing her, but the drinks and snacks have already been delivered, so the conversation is temporarily interrupted.

After drinking, Tony took Rosalie back to the publishing house and told her about his business trip.

"Is Ivan Vanko the guy who chased you with two electric whips?" Rosalie gestured with both hands in the air, "That Russian with particularly ugly teeth?"

Tony: "Yes, his teeth are very ugly."

Rosalie: "Bon trip, your teeth look good, you'll be able to take him down."

Tony: Although my strength has nothing to do with my good teeth, but Rosalie praised my good teeth, which is really exciting!Today she praises my teeth for looking good, and tomorrow she can praise my novel for looking good. Successful drafting is not a dream!

Rosalie: "But your novels are really full of slots and have nothing to do with originality. I think you are good at mechanical engineering, so let's forget about literature."

Tony: "..."

It seems that successful drafting is still a dream, but Rosalie's words woke him up.Tony decided to combine literature and mechanical engineering to write a sci-fi romance novel, with the focus on love and sci-fi just for embellishment.

Tony: "Just wait and see, Iron Man Ski's next novel is coming out—a sci-fi romance with a title to be determined."

Rosalie: "I only accept detective novels."

Tony is kind: "A detective sci-fi romance with a title to be determined."

Rosalie: "...you are so persistent."

Tony's eyes were burning: "I have always been persistent in pursuing the girl I like. By the way, don't you really want to have dinner with me tonight? I may not be able to return to New York in ten days. I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep thinking about me."

Rosalie opened the car door, leaving him with a determined back: "Goodbye Tony, looking forward to your new work."

Rosalie wasted lunch, lunch break, and dinner time pondering a momentous question: Was Tony to blame for her successful signing of "My Fingerprints Are On Your Head"?He thought of her not thinking about food and drink, thought of her ignoring government affairs, thought of her laughing at Magda's provocation.

Keira saw her sitting on the window sill thinking hard, and couldn't help asking: "Boss, are you lovesick?"

Rosalie: "Yeah."

Kayla: "!!!"

Rosalie came back to her senses: "What? No! I'm just thinking about the universe problem of an ultimate super invincible supreme."

Kayla: "...what's for dinner tonight?"

Rosalie: "Didn't you agree to eat pizza and teppanyaki? Don't interrupt, I'll ask you a question."

Keira: "Boss, tell me."

Rosalie recounted what happened in the coffee shop in the morning, emphasizing that Tony took the initiative to grab the bonus, and the editor-in-chief's candy is so delicious, you should get more next time.

Keira fell silent after listening, and Rosalie urged her several times before she opened her mouth with difficulty.

Keira: "You smiled at Magda's provocation, didn't eat lunch, didn't take a nap, just to think about this problem?"

Rosalie: "Yes, what else? Half of the bonus, tens of thousands of dollars!"

Keira: "Boss, are you promising? At least you are a descendant of a famous magic biologist, and you can collect copyright fees from your ancestors while sitting at home..."

Rosalie: "Look at you, you're on the wrong side. The point is whether Tony has made a contribution."

Keira: "...you two accidentally touched the hang-up button when grabbing the phone, don't you remember? Mr. Stark muttered for a long time, but the other party didn't hear it at all. What contribution did he make?"

Rosalie slapped her thigh: "I just said what's wrong! Hmph, he dared to play me."

Keira: "Others say that being in love makes people stupid. Boss, you haven't been in love yet. How can your IQ drop like this? Hey, the future is hopeless, I'd better change jobs!"

Rosalie pretended not to hear, and threw her a pile of manuscripts waiting to be sorted: "Come on, I'll treat you to sweet shrimp tonight."

Keira: My boss is more exploitative than Voldemort.

Rosalie sent a text message to Tony: "Evil capitalists, they even cheat the wage earners of publishing houses!"

Tony looked at the text message and smiled all afternoon.

Tony: "My Rosalie is so cute."

Steve next to him trembled: "Can you stop looking at the phone with a heart in your eyes? It's still a red heart!"

Natasha: "That's right, the tone is still so doting. I seriously doubt that the "Twilight" on the coffee table in the lounge belongs to you."

Tony: "Yeah, that set of Twilight is mine."

Natasha, Steve: "!!!"

Tony: "Rosalie said that in order to write a good work, one must first be familiar with the excellent works of predecessors."

Rhodes: "I see, you have read it so well that you can write "Twilight" silently."

Natasha's gossip radar ticks: "What did he do?"

Rhodes: "It's too embarrassing, I don't want to say it. In short, when Stark Industries says 'this is an illegal infringement of intellectual property rights, we strongly condemn the other party's robbery', I will definitely faint from laughing."

Steve: "Oh~"

Natasha: "Yo~"

Sam concluded: "Looks like he got rejected again for being unoriginal."

Tony rolled his eyes: "Yes, yes, my dear Rosalie told me that it is not original. So next, I will write touching works with my own brain."

Natasha: "Rosalie doesn't accept romance novels."

Steve: "But what else can Tony write about if he doesn't write about romance? What he's good at is talking about love!"

Tony: "It's obviously saving the earth while talking about love!"

Steve: "Yeah, you're doing a better job of saving the planet."

"Thank you." Tony was flattered, "Okay, now I'm going back to the office and try to write the outline of the novel before departure."

Rhodes: "So professional! What is an outline?"

Tony said confidently: "I don't know. The writing class teacher just finished Chapter 1-what is literature."

Rhodes: "So what is literature?"

Tony stuck: "Literature...literature is...just...that is my comprehensive creative activity to win Rosalie's heart!"

Seeing Tony running away, Natasha took out a small notebook: "Come, come, bet! Let's see how long it will take for Tony to graduate from the writing class."

Steve: "No way, Tony is our friend! I bet four years."

Rhodes: "Impossible, Tony is the person with the highest IQ I have ever seen! I bet on it for five years."

Sam: "You guys are so inhuman, I'll bet you for six years."

Natasha: "Tsk tsk, a man's friendship is so fragile! I bet forever."

The author has something to say: Squash: Baby is just a child, I don’t understand what you are saying!

Tony: I am also a baby, the author, why are you blackmailing me?

Author: I'm not, I'm not...