Birth of a Goddess [Comprehensive English and American]

Eliza lowered her eyebrows, avoiding Tony's gaze.

She believed that Tony's question was not malicious, and Eliza, who had seen the movie, also believed that at this moment, Tony really wanted to help her solve the problem.

But what exactly are her abilities?

Even Eliza herself was undecided.

If the source of her ability is discovered, what are the consequences?

Tony may not hurt her, but with the exposure of her abilities, her originally stable life may be thrown into unpredictable ups and downs.

And once she got close to that world of superpowers, everything that happened after that was hard to be within her control.

Although Elisa wanted to find out what happened to her body, she subconsciously refused to let Tony discover those unusual places on her body.

Biting the corner of her lip, she focused all her attention on the middle finger of her right hand, trying to recall how she felt that night.

"What ring?"

Eliza finally raised her head to look at Tony, and said this softly.

"that is……"

Tony turned his head and looked at Eliza's right hand on his shoulder. Her finger was already smooth. The ring he had looked at several times during the second dance just now had disappeared long ago. without a trace.

Eliza met Tony's eyes calmly, but cold sweat broke out on her back unconsciously.

Tony stared at Eliza until the melody of the third dance song was slowly played, he curled his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"Can I ask you to dance again?"

Hearing Tony's invitation, Eliza "graciously" agreed.

The two slid onto the dance floor with their own thoughts.

Elisa tensed her attention, while Tony quietly ordered his artificial intelligence butler to mobilize the on-site camera to monitor Elisa's right hand at all times.

It's just that the ring on Eliza's hand never appeared until the end of the dinner.

"Goodbye, S...Tony." Elisa subconsciously wanted to call out "Mr. Stark", but changed her words the moment she touched his eyes.

The moment the car door was closed, Eliza finally relaxed the nerves that had been tensed all night.

She breathed out lightly, and at this moment, the ring that had been disappearing quietly appeared on her right middle finger again.

===

The footsteps of Christmas are approaching quietly unconsciously.

"How was my recording just now?" Elisa stood in the recording studio with headphones on and waved livelyly to the sound engineer through the glass.

Although Elisa does not have her own completely independent studio yet, with Carlos' contact, she now has a semi-fixed recording team, and the smiling man in the peaked cap sitting outside is the core of the team.

Louis, the man in the peaked cap, gave Elisa a thumbs up without hesitation, praising her performance just now.

A smile appeared on Eliza's face immediately.

When he met Louise for the first time, he was holding his chest, wearing a simple white T-shirt and blue jeans, with a peaked cap on his head. The scrutiny in her eyes made Eliza restrain her shaking hands subconsciously.

And after getting acquainted with it, now Louis is used to Eliza's occasional bluffing, and her face has become more lively from the blank expression at the beginning.

"There are still some things. There were some problems when you were recording just now..." Louis pointed out a few minor problems, and Eliza listened carefully, nodding her head, silently remembering them in her heart.

"do it again."

The melody of the music sounded again in the recording studio, and Elisa tapped the rhythm with her fingers, stepping into the music.

The powerful female voice fluttered in the recording studio, beating the hearts of the audience.

Before the Victoria's Secret show, Max sent the second song to Eliza.

Different from the obvious lyrical style of the previous piece, the second piece used very strong drums to show the sense of rhythm. In the choice of instruments, it abandoned orchestral music and chose more instruments such as electric guitar.The whole song is filled with a strong rock style, but it is different from the early rock and roll, and it has compromised and moved closer to pop music to a greater extent.

"...DaLaLa~"

Eliza finally ended the song by humming a little tune. While singing the last note, she subconsciously raised her head and looked out of the glass window. When she saw Louis stretch his brows and show a slight smile at her, With a smile, Eliza suddenly felt relieved, and couldn't help raising her arms high and shouting "Ulla".

Elisa took off her earphones and walked out of the recording studio. Pietro, who had been sitting quietly beside Luis, immediately handed her a glass of water.

"Thank you." Elisa took the water glass, took a few sips restrainedly to relieve the dryness of her throat, and the moment she put down the water glass, she looked expectantly at Louis.

When Louis raised his chin lightly, Elisa, who was already familiar with his movements, immediately understood that she had met his request, and grinned uncontrollably on the spot.

In fact, Eliza has been working on this new song for nearly 20 days. Every time, either Louis has an opinion or Eliza herself is not satisfied.Almost every day the two of them are constantly criticizing and discussing improvements.

Louis, a perfectionist through and through, bumped into Eliza, who was working hard on her first album, and the two of them had the most fierce argument, and even continued to discuss it in the recording studio all night.And Pietro, who has been waiting in the recording studio, just spent the night hastily nesting on the chair next to him that night.

Before coming to the recording studio today, Eliza had no idea whether she could record a version that both she and Louise were satisfied with this time.

Fortunately.

Eliza let out a small sigh of relief.

"Thank you!" Elisa opened her hands and gave Louis a high five.All the hard work these days seemed to be liberated at this moment.

After being temporarily released from the pressure, Eliza was in the mood to chat, "What are your plans for Christmas?"

===

When Eliza saw the three people who came to pick her up at the airport, she was in a daze for a moment.

Although Elisa was already mentally prepared to meet the other two when she told Christo, there is still a big difference between imagining and actually meeting.

The man in the wheelchair smiled gently, and Elisa squeezed the suitcase tightly in her hands.

Even though seeing Charles now, Elisa still couldn't cheer up, but after he took herself away from the Stark Tower last time, Eliza didn't know how to face him for a while.

Just when Elisa was in a dilemma, a black-haired man in an iron-gray suit stepped forward to break the "look at each other" between the two, and naturally pulled Eliza's suitcase.

"The car is waiting outside, you follow me."

Eve briefly described the current situation, and then walked out the door without looking back.Elisa hesitated for a moment, then stepped up quickly. When she walked past Charles, Eliza could still clearly hear a cold snort from Eve's nose.

"What's life like in Los Angeles?"

"is acceptable."

"If you don't have enough living expenses, you can call at any time, or I will give you the bank's secondary card directly."

"No, I don't think I need to, thanks."

Listening to this polite and alienated conversation, Christopher and Charles glanced at each other, and both read the same meaning from each other's smiling eyes.

And at this end, Elisa and Eve's eyes intertwined unexpectedly, and then separated in a very short time.

'Hmph, if it wasn't for Christo's sake, I wouldn't want to talk to you, who wants your money! '

'Hmph, if it wasn't for Christo's sake, I wouldn't bother to care about you. '

The two people who already disliked each other in the car may not be able to get along well even at home.

In front of Christo, Elisa was still able to maintain a face-saving harmony with this annoying person, but once Christo's eyes left for a short while, the two mature guys tried their best to be childish. thing.

Elisa made a face in the direction of Eve, and quickly turned her head before Christo turned her head, making a serious look and concentrating on the ball of dough in front of her.

"Great job, Eliza." Christo briskly walked over to Elisa, gently stroked her shoulder, and naturally printed an encouraging kiss on her cheek.

But when she came in front of Yves, facing those expectant eyes, Christo just smiled and patted him on the back. "Come on, brother Yves."

As soon as Christo left the kitchen on his heels, Eliza stuck out her tongue provocatively at Ive, lowering her eyes, "repaying" him for the little words he had just smeared and run on her in front of Christo.

But the moment the smell of gingerbread came out, Elisa and Eve stopped fighting each other.

Elisa was stirring the dough in the bowl, but her attention drifted away unconsciously.

The smell of fresh baking permeates the warm air, the light sweetness is mixed with the natural smell of nuts, and the fire in the fireplace is crackling and jumping, illuminating the Christmas tree in the center of the living room.

The warm feeling came in from the sleeves and quietly spread to the whole body. After stopping the childish bickering behavior, Eliza calmed down and felt the strong Christmas atmosphere.

Turkey, gingerbread hut, almond pudding, tree trunk cake... One after another, the dishes were brought to the living room, and the long dining table was already filled before you knew it.

Eliza took a bite of the gingerbread that had tempted her for a long time with satisfaction. The icing sugar covered the baked gingerbread. When she took a bite, the taste of nuts mixed with brown sugar exploded in her mouth.

Because he had to pick up Elisa from the airport, Christo called everyone to start decorating the Christmas tree until after dinner.

Eliza had just hung a small decorative cane on the Christmas tree, when she turned her head and saw Charles sitting in a wheelchair, holding a small statuette in his hand, but staring at the top of the Christmas tree.

Eliza's fingers on her side slightly curled up.

Charles saw Elisa walking over suddenly, took the statue of Leibniz in his hand without a glance, and tiptoed to seriously hang the little ornament on the Christmas tree.She looked at the back of the blond girl with a quiet smile in her eyes.

At Christopher's insistence, Eliza finally put the red Christmas stocking, which she thought was childish, beside the pillow.

Elisa is holding the soft quilt, but she keeps her eyes open and refuses to fall asleep. This feeling is too long, but she knows that for the goal she set, such a warm gathering is only for her at present. Can be a luxury.

She just wants this kind of time to be longer, longer.