Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

Elisa looked at the weird expression of the brown-haired boy in front of her, and suddenly thought that this was the high school she attended, and Tom Holland, as the actor of Spider-Man, should be still in starry Hollywood, and immediately realized that it should be her got the wrong person.

After she thought she had figured it out, Elisa smiled apologetically at the boy in front of her, "I'm sorry, I mistook the person, thank you just now." Contacting the hand that was released from her waist just now, Eliza couldn't help It's hard to imagine who pulled him back from the brink of death.

The handsome boy in front of him, strictly speaking, can be regarded as his "savior".

Peter Parker has no self-consciousness as a "savior" at all.Seeing the blond girl in front of him smiling sweetly at him, he felt that his ears were going to burn red.

"No...it's okay." Just looking at the girl's lethal standard sweetheart face, Peter couldn't help muttering in his heart, is she also a student of Midtown High School?Why does it feel like I've never seen her before?

At this time, a fat man in a jacket suddenly jumped out from the side. When Peter was caught off guard, he suddenly grabbed his shoulders and shouted, "Peter, are you okay!"

Seeing the blond girl's suddenly strange expression, Peter smiled awkwardly at her, and introduced, "This is my friend, Ned."

Of course I knew his name was Ned!

Eliza swallowed the scream that came to her mouth, barely hooked her lips, and showed a bright smile with eight teeth. Suppressing her collapsed mood, she waved to Ned who was looking at her curiously, "Hi, My name is Eliza."

Ned also waved to her enthusiastically, and then leaned into Peter's ear, joking with a thief, "Okay, you kid, when did you actually meet the campus goddess Elisa Lin?"

"Eliza Lin?" Peter muttered the name in his mouth, suddenly remembered, and exclaimed, "Eliza?!"

The blond girl in front of her tilted her head, seemingly puzzled by his surprise.

Eliza Lin can be regarded as a man of the hour in Midtown High School, with excellent grades and a sweet voice. She is considered to be the school belle of Midtown High School.

Even so, Eliza didn't have half a suitor, all because of a rumor——

Eliza Lim knows Chinese Kung Fu!

It is said that someone has seen Elisa Lin throw a burly man to the ground, and it only took three seconds before and after.

But compared to those school bullies, Eliza's reputation is surprisingly good. The reason is that not only does she not participate in school bullying, she even takes action to stop those bullying behaviors.Eliza's fists were never aimed at a nerd who couldn't resist.

But Elisa didn't know what Peter was thinking in front of her. All she could think about was the two names that were so familiar to her that it made her scalp tingle.

Peter!

Ned!

Eliza took a step back involuntarily, and then looked at the faces and figures of the two people in front of her. Isn't it exactly the one in the movie...

Seeing Eliza's stunned expression, Peter took a step forward with some worry, and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Only then did Eliza wake up from the shock, she pulled the corners of her lips, but her smile was a bit forced.

Just escaped from the endless cycle of death, but found that his world suddenly merged with the movie world.

Eliza recalled that when she read the Harry Potter novels with gusto, she once complained about why she couldn't receive the admission letter from the owl.

But when this belated "admission letter" came to her in a special way, Elisa just wanted to ask a question——

Are you kidding me?

Suppressing the collapse in her heart, Eliza finished her day of student life in a trance. She didn't encounter another crisis until the bell rang after school.

It's just that it didn't make her feel much better.

Dragging her own two legs and walking towards home, Eliza was depressed, and her brilliant long golden hair seemed to be overshadowed by her depressed mood.

The world she originally lived in, despite the flow of guns and constant violence, is at least a material world dominated by scientific power.

And here, there are not only steel tyrants flying in the sky with golden and red coquettish bags, little spiders from Queens walking on the wall, and blond sweethearts with big breasts holding big shields.

What's more deadly is that those familiar classmates that Elisa saw in the classroom just now are already in full swing with some unfamiliar "classmates". From their chats, Eliza heard a lot of familiar things. name.For example, Bruce Wayne, the richest man in Gotham who wanders among the flowers.

Despondently, she took out the key and opened the door. As soon as a crack was exposed, the aroma from inside lifted Eliza's spirits, and the hair on her head stood up with a "bass".

Elisa happily ran in the door, skillfully walked through the familiar corridor, gently wrapped her arms around the waist of the woman who was cooking from behind, put her chin on the woman's shoulder, and looked into the pot curiously Asked eagerly, "Mum, what did you burn today? It's so fragrant?"

The woman stopped holding the spatula, and glanced at Elisa tenderly, "There are a lot of clams left in the Chinese restaurant today, and Boss Li asked me to bring them all back."

Boss Li?

Elisa pulled out this man from her own memory, a middle-aged Asian man who opened a Chinese restaurant, and her mother transferred to his shop as a chef two years ago.

What's important is that Elisa's eyes narrowed slightly, and a blue light flashed in them. He looked at his mother's gaze, full of affection.

Eliza buried her head in the woman's collar, took a deep breath of the fragrance, turned her head slightly to prevent the woman from seeing the tears in her eyes, her voice was muffled by the nasal sound, "He... ...It looks good." She said this, but she couldn't figure out what kind of answer she was expecting in her heart.

Then I heard a woman's soft voice, "I'm fine by myself."

really.

Eliza collected her mood, and when she raised her head again, there was already a bright smile on her face.She dropped a light kiss on the woman's cheek, and ran out of the kitchen when the woman's brows and eyes opened instantly.

There is a small square dining table in the living room, covered with a black and white checked tablecloth, and on the table is a clean pot-shaped glass bottle with two small daisies inserted in it. Well manicured and obviously well cared for.

The house is not big, even small compared to her neighbors, but Eliza never complained, she always understood how hard it was for her mother to support her in school all these years alone in New York, although her mother Never mentioned this in front of her, but Eliza knew it well.

Sometimes she would complain in her heart about the irresponsible father who had never appeared in front of her, but she would not mention it in front of her mother, because she knew that her mother loved that man deeply.

More than once she had praised Eliza's blond hair and blue eyes, and her hands were always extra gentle when combing Eliza's blond hair.

Eliza rested her chin, leaned her elbows on the table, tilted her head and stared at the woman who was busy in the kitchen.

At dusk, the golden-orange sunlight gently fell on the woman's long black hair, covering her side face with a layer of soft light.

More than one person had complimented Eliza on her beauty, they had praised her blond hair and blue eyes, but in Eliza's heart she liked her mother's black hair and dark eyes.In her eyes, black is the most gentle color in the world, because they belong to her mother.

Christo picked up the pot lightly, holding the handle of the pot, tilting slightly, the silver spatula gently scraped the bottom of the frying pot, and the clams filled with green and red pepper rings fell on the white in a porcelain dish.

Eliza trotted into the kitchen and brought the plate of fried clams to the table.

Christo took out a bag of lettuce from the refrigerator and made a refreshing salad with cherry tomatoes.Then two bowls of fragrant white rice were served, and it was the dinner for the mother and daughter.

Elisa fanned her nose, closed her eyes and took a deep breath of the aroma of fried clams. The smell of soy sauce met with chili, and her taste buds were salivating.She opened her eyes, and praised in a tone that was almost exaggerated, "Wow, Mommy, your craftsmanship is getting better and better! It smells so good!"

Christo took off the apron around his waist, hung it on the hook at the kitchen door, and smiled warmly at Eliza, "Eat more if you like."

Eliza nodded vigorously, the violent head movement looked a bit amusing, Christo looked at his daughter's lively appearance, and couldn't help but smile happily on his brows and eyes.

The mother and daughter sat down at the dining table.Eliza picked up the wooden chopsticks and deftly lifted a clam from the plate.

The impassioned voice of the host is coming from the TV——

"The Voice of America (Voice of America) has come to the seventh season, and now we are officially recruiting people who love singing all over the country! As long as you are over 16 years old and have a heart that loves singing, you can join this competition. You ,what are you waiting for!"

The silhouettes of the four mentors flashed across the TV screen quickly. They are all well-known figures in the American music industry.

Elisa stared straight at the TV until the commercial was completely played, and then slowly retracted her gaze.

Christo had already noticed something was wrong with Elisa, she glanced at the screen, and asked softly, "Eliza, what's wrong?" Her eyes were gentle, encouraging and tolerant, every time Elisa saw A look like this from a mother can gain infinite power.

Thinking of what would happen a few months later, she hesitantly put the clams caught on the chopsticks in the bowl, and said falteringly, looking straight into her mother's eyes, "I want to go to the competition..." Her voice trailed off slowly, but remained firm.

"Then go." Christopher smiled and supported Eliza's thoughts without any hesitation, as if what she said just now was not going to participate in the national singing competition, but going to play at a friend's house tomorrow.

Elisa's eyes were stern. Although she started again, her mother still gave her such unreserved support.

"Oh, Mommy." Elisa raised her hand and wanted to give her mother a hug across the small square table, but she saw the shiny oil stains on her fingers under the light.

Uh……

Christo looked at his daughter's hands that were frozen in the air, and burst into laughter with a "puchi".After seeing Elisa withdraw her hand in embarrassment, her cheeks puffed up like a little hamster stealing food, and she was even more overjoyed.

Eliza turned angrily to the clam in the bowl amid her mother's laughter.

It's just that the clam she picked up was tightly closed without any gaps.Eliza healed put down her chopsticks, inserted her nails into the gap of the clam bit by bit, and then used both hands at the same time, the clam shell that was opened was not filled with fresh and tender clam meat that was brown in white, but It was a ring that Eliza had never seen before.