Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

When Steve walked back to S.H.I.E.L.D. today, although the eyes of the agents around him seemed to be the same as usual, with the same eager and curious eyes, Steve subconsciously noticed something was wrong. place.

The elevator door opened on the first floor, and out of it was Agent Corson, whom he was very familiar with.

Steve was raising his hand to say hello to him, when he saw a strange look on Cosen's face, with some relief that Steve couldn't understand.

When he walked to Steve, Cosen stopped suddenly, "Captain, I will support all your decisions."

"What?" Steve asked immediately, but Cosen didn't explain anything, but left with that unpredictable expression.

And when Steve walked all the way, more and more agents showed such wonderful expressions to him. Steve felt for the first time in the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D. torment.

He pushed open the door almost at a trot, and the wine-red haired woman inside crossed her legs, and when she saw him coming in, she just glanced lightly.

Steve sat on the sofa in a panic, and Natasha glanced lightly, "What's the matter, Captain?"

Steve looked at Natasha in rough clothes, and managed to regain his strength, "Natasha, did anything special happen today?"

"Except that your information database was suddenly attacked by a large number of geeks, there is nothing special." Natasha said this lightly, but Steve's brows could not help frowning, "Geek attack? Is it Have you found out which organization initiated it?"

Natasha glanced at Steve's expression on the face of an enemy, flipped through a page of the newspaper in her hand, and replied with a casual smile, "An organization... the Justice Division."

===

Eliza didn't know anything about this turmoil.

Although the man left the house, Eliza could clearly sense some anxiety and uneasiness from Christo's actions. In just one night, Christo spent more time in a daze than in the previous week.

Elisa nestled on the sofa with a pillow in her arms, watching Christo suddenly stop at the place where the man at the dining table had been sitting. When sitting on the sofa, she subconsciously leaned towards the side, but when her body fell to the ground Halfway through the jerk froze and slowly came back with drooping eyelids.

Her toes pressed together uncomfortably.

From the moment the man appeared, Eliza knew clearly that some things could not go back to the way they were before.And Christo's reaction was undoubtedly the last straw that broke her self-deception.

Looking at the black-haired woman sitting on the edge of the sofa, holding a coffee cup in her hand, Elisa finally couldn't help but hugged her gently, but then avoided those eyes, and just threw down her eyes sullenly. He said "I'm going to sleep" and fled back into the room.

She closed the door gently, and finally let out a small sigh of relief.

Eliza's back was tightly pressed against the door, but her calves were weakening. She could hardly control her body and slid down slowly. She didn't raise her head until her palms touched the cold floor.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black, like a pair of big hands strangling her throat.

Elisa touched her mobile phone in the darkness, stared at the faint light coming from the screen, and typed the text message word by word to that person.

===

When Elisa walked out of the ticket gate, the boy in black holding the pick-up sign quickly walked to Elisa's side, and there were several burly men behind him.

Elisa looked at the two burly men sandwiched between her sides in some amazement. She almost had to raise her head to see their chins, while the little brother in black was driving ahead.

The next moment, the flashing light in front of Eliza caused her to squint her eyes. When she raised her head slightly, she could see the long/gun/short/cannon pushing towards her. The voices of those people were mixed. Together, there is no way to hear what they are saying.All that stayed in Eliza's ears was the noise of "buzzing".

Elisa finally got into the car Carlos sent to pick her up. She glanced out the car window with lingering fear, and saw a group of people still lying on the car window and relentlessly beating on the window. She was frightened almost immediately. Withdrew his gaze.It wasn't until the car started to drive for a certain distance that they got rid of the reporters who followed the car.

At this time, the little brother in black sitting on the front passenger seat turned around and looked at Elisa. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a young and a little too much face underneath. Elisa stretched out her hand, her silver-gray hair was full of personality, "Hello, I'm Pietro Maximov, I will be your assistant in the future, please give me your advice." Quick and anxious, the arc of the corner of his mouth was inexplicably cynical, and he looked more like a street boy than someone who would obediently work as an assistant.

Elisa's eyes stayed on Pietro's silver-gray hair, she smiled politely and held his hand, "Hi, I'm Elisa Lin."

"Mr. Goldstein said, now go to a coffee shop, there is an important person who wants to meet with you." Pietro's eyes kept drifting towards the rearview mirror in the center, and his mouth was like a cannonball Spit out this series of sentences, "I have a small reminder, you have met him once, but more content cannot be disclosed because of the request of the other party."

After dropping such a message, the car fell silent for a while. After nearly ten hours of travel, Elisa just wanted to close her eyes and take a nap.

It's just that there always seems to be a small bug fluttering around her ears, the sound is not loud, but it makes some noises in her ears from time to time, disturbing her sleep.Eliza closed her eyes and frowned, and swung towards the direction of the sound, but heard a soft "pop", and pressed a cold object under her hand.

She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw an empty plastic bottle of mineral water pitifully deflated under her palm.

She closed her eyes again this time, and the annoying noise of the bug was gone from her ears.

Just as Elisa was resting contentedly, Pietro, who was sitting in the front row, clutched his right hand and turned to look at the blond girl resting with her eyes closed, with excitement and curiosity in her eyes.

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The car stopped quietly tens of meters away from the cafe. Pietro looked at the girl's calm face and stretched out his hand towards her hesitantly, but saw the girl's eyelashes flutter slightly. Honestly put your hand back to your side.

Elisa, who was not asleep at all, blinked her eyes a few times, and the blurry picture in front of her was polished before her eyes, "So, where are we going now?"

Pietro's eyes wandered for a while, and Eliza stared at his hand reaching into his pocket, but in the end he didn't seem to do anything," Mr. Goldstein instructed, when meeting the gentleman, to show Just be true to yourself.”

Elisa frowned slightly at Carlos's strange request, but when she saw the man waiting in the cafe, Eliza understood what Carlos meant in a blink of an eye.

She could hardly conceal her inner excitement. When she walked up to the man to say hello, she forcibly controlled herself so that her voice would not tremble, "Hello, Mr. Martin."

Max Martin looked up at the blonde girl who couldn't hide his excitement, with a faint smile on his face, "We meet again, Eliza."

When she sat down at the table, Eliza still felt like she was floating on the clouds, and she didn't come back to herself until the waiter came over and asked her what coffee she wanted.

Max Martin!

Of course, Eliza had seen him, but that was in the final round of the "Voice of America" ​​qualifiers. At that time, she was just one of many contestants. Even if she won the championship now, Eliza knew in her heart that she would Compared with Max, he is not that important in the music world at all.

A talent show singer who has no follow-up works can only be a shooting star in the music world, not even a shooting star.However, Max made himself a foothold in the European and American music scene with his real works.

Whether it's Britney Spears' first single "Baby One More Time" or Kelly Clarkson's "Stronger", they are all jewels on Max's resume, but what really stabilizes him is the song after song released over the years. first hit.From the lead singer of a metal band to a well-known music producer in Europe and America, Max has never slacked off on this road.

Thinking of the way Max greeted him just now, Elisa held the coffee cup in her hand.

Max is not that trim, and even looks a bit sloppy, but the occasional light in those eyes can change people's evaluation of him in an instant.

Pietro was sitting in the car, looking at the situation inside through the double glass of the cafe and the car. For some reason, Mr. Gordonstein's evaluation of Max flashed through his mind——

An extremely intelligent man, but also a hopeless visionary.

In the cafe, Max looked at the nervous girl in front of him, and recalled the moment when he heard her singing for the first time.

Almost instantly, his heart seemed to be struck by a kind of electric shock, and after he finished work, he wrote the single almost immediately.However, even though he has received invitations from many singers in the past few months, he has not given this song to anyone.

Max almost paranoidly believed that at the moment the song was written, it was a living individual, and such an individual would naturally have independent choices.

Eliza met Max's gaze, and tightened her arms nervously, but heard the man on the opposite side chuckle and asked, "Eliza, what do you think the seagull was thinking when it took off?" ?”