The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

On the bridge of Asgard, Thor who was walking in front had a happy face, walking with wind, while Luo Ji, who was chasing behind, looked helpless. She quickly walked a few steps to catch up with her brother, and then said: "Listen, Thor! You can't tell Frigg and Odin, it's just a misunderstanding!"

"Doctor Schiller is pursuing you!" Thor stopped in his tracks, raised his voice, looked at Luo Ji with bright eyes and said, "I told you long ago that you made a mistake in judging yourself before, and that was all your self-pity. The best people on Earth admire your beauty, so why can't you be more confident?"

"He just drew a picture." Luo Ji walked up to Thor helplessly, facing Thor, then backed up and said, "This doesn't explain anything at all. Maybe he also drew others, but those pictures are not there."

"Then why is only your painting put in the bedroom by him?"

"Maybe it's just a coincidence." Luo Ji frowned and said, "Maybe it just happened that he left the painting tools in the bedroom that day, and the album didn't take away. It's just a very simple accident. Can you stop telling the whole world about it!"

"Loki, why sometimes I think you are very smart, but sometimes I think you are dull?" Thor walked forward, crossing his arms and said, "A man draws pictures for you and puts your portrait in the bedroom. Does this mean anything else?"

"But he didn't say anything to me, he didn't want to..."

"That's his problem too, not yours." Thor stopped in his tracks, looked at Loki with his hands on his hips and said, "That's why I'm going to tell Odin and Frigga that the ancient blind date plan that Frigga put forward is as if you are a poor little unloved, and you have to find enough contestants to marry you, but it's not like that at all!"

Luo Ji looked a little dazed, she turned her head away, and said in a very sharp and mocking tone that she hadn't used for a long time: "Why is it not all of a sudden? Isn't it always like this? You have to look at thousands of people in this world to find a firm choice for me, and that's the truth!"

"Oh, don't be like this, Luo Ji." Thor gave Luo Ji a hug with his strong arms, and said: "It's not your fault that they don't appreciate you, but now someone appreciates you. Doctor Schiller is a very good human being. I think he is much better than that Tony Stark. At least he cleans himself up. I haven't heard of any promiscuity. He will be a good match."

"But he..." When Luo Ji said this, she seemed to be choked by someone. After a while, she lowered her volume, and even whispered: "There must be something wrong. You should think about it, Thor! It's not the first day I know Dr. Schiller. If he really wants to pursue me seriously, will he still have a chance?"

"Maybe he has as little emotional experience as you. He is worried that you will refuse, so he..."

"God, stop talking nonsense!" Luo Ji really couldn't bear it anymore, she looked at Thor and said, "Schiller must have made some weird plan again, and I am one of them, anyway, it can never be what you think."

Thor looked at Luo Ji in silence, and suddenly he stepped forward and gave Luo Ji a gentle and firm hug, touched the hair on the top of her head, and said, "Luo Ji, have you noticed that you don't seem to accept others' appreciation of you."

"Okay, let's assume that maybe one day Dr. Schiller suddenly wanted to draw a picture, and he decided to choose one of his female friends as a model, so no matter whether he thought of you at the first time or chose you after thinking about it, you will appear on the drawing paper, which proves that he appreciates your beauty."

"Yes, maybe he didn't think too much about it when he drew this painting. It has nothing to do with love or pursuit. But at least you are beautiful in his painting, which proves that he thinks you are beautiful. Why can't you accept this?"

Luo Ji folded her arms and looked silently at the water under the Asgard Bridge. Her profile was filled with silence, but Thor understood something from the arc and outline.

"Loki, one day, you will get the warm emotions you never got from the Asgardians from the weak and sentimental human beings. They are good at appreciating every kind of beauty, and you have to respond to it, because if you refuse, they don't have the strong shield in the hearts of Asgardian warriors. Your indifference will hurt them."

Thor's tone softened and became less intense, but Loki looked like she was about to cry. She stared at Thor with red eyes, and her eyes were full of anger.

"How do you want me to respond? When have I ever had the chance to respond to a compliment? When have I stood among the people like you and taken my handsomeness, strength and popularity for granted, how can I accept without hindrance that I am special in the eyes of others...I have never been special!"

Thor also looked sad, his mouth was pursed, his resolute face almost melted, he looked into Loki's eyes and said, "I thought I conveyed well enough, don't you never feel that you are special to me?"

"So what? It's just you! And you've been misunderstood for being so special to me, and your majesty has been compromised, Thor, isn't that enough?"

Looking into Thor's eyes, Loki took a few steps closer, took a deep breath, and said, "Let me tell you what kind of reaction you'll get when you rush into Odin's palace and tell them the news now."

"Are they going to be ecstatic? No, they're going to think, like me, that this is just part of Schiller's plan, that he has an agenda."

"They will feel that the simplest, most basic physical and sexual attractiveness in me is not enough to attract human males who are known for their promiscuity and obscenity."

"What's more, they will be shocked, they may even think that I somehow bewitched him, because I have a criminal record, I do it a lot, even if anyone knows that it is impossible to bewitch Schiller, they will still think so."

Thor's hands tightly gripped the railing of the bridge, even deforming the gorgeous decoration. Luo Ji turned her head away, the muscles on her neck trembled slightly, and she raised her eyelids so that the moisture in her eyes could be distributed more evenly instead of overflowing.

"For this painting, I prepared for the worst, but the worst case wasn't even that he just wanted to sleep with me, it was that he might not be able to sleep with someone else for some reason."

"Loki!" Thor couldn't listen anymore, he glared at Luo Ji and said, "If he really dares to do this, no matter who he is, I will definitely make him look good!"

But Luo Ji had already turned and left, leaving only the last sentence floating in the wind: "If you want to tell them, it's up to you, but it's impossible."

"Because the best reward for this doctor is to let him give up this idea immediately if he really wants to pursue me, so that he won't appear to be disrespectful. I will go to him and talk about it now, lest the news really leak out and affect his reputation."

"Seriously, doctor, your eyesight must be very high. I really can't think of any beautiful lady in New York who can catch your eye."

Natasha is still trying to figure out that name, and her efforts are almost ashamed of all Hydra in S.H.I.E.L.D.

"Not in New York," Schiller replied.

The light bulb above Natasha's head immediately lit up, and some parts of her brain started to work quickly, and then began to eliminate five names per second.

"Is she pretty?"

"of course."

"So powerful...well, needless to say, are you married?"

"No, I'm a bit of a moral freak in that regard."

"Fine, me too, cute or sexy?"

"It's hard to describe, or both."

Natasha froze for a moment, the elimination in her mind was over, and then she quickly spit out a name: "Rocky Odinson?!"

The female agent looked at Schiller with her mouth open in shock, but Schiller said as if her shock was unreasonable: "Is there anything to be surprised about? Or is she not within the range of beautiful ladies in New York you imagined?"

"Uh...she is indeed pretty and strong enough, but why..."

"Must there be a reason?" Schiller said, flicking his fishing rod with his fingertips. "Aren't you offended by Steve, Nick, or whoever's shock at knowing I might be after you?"

Natasha suddenly fell silent. After a while, she pursed her lips and said, "Their shock is not unreasonable."

"What's the point? We're both single, a man and a woman, and both are heterosexual. We've known each other for a long time, and we don't really hate each other. What's so shocking about developing feelings other than friendship?"

Natasha seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, she exhaled lightly and said, "They may think that people like me, or women like me, will avoid me after they realize my true nature. This is not incomprehensible."

Natasha leaned her back back and unconsciously expressed her thoughts: "In this society, some things are considered normal, while others are special. I am obviously the special one, because I am not a typist who works from nine to five, but a promiscuous and dangerous female agent."

"Then I'm not in danger?"

"But their understanding of you should be more positive. The world is like this. If a well-known good person is with a bad person, then they must feel that there is something hidden in it."

"Did you just put yourself into the role of the villain so easily?"

"I've always been a bad person, haven't I?" Natasha spread her hands and said, "It's impossible for someone to expect a former Soviet female agent to be pure and kind like a lamb. Even if I put aside my career, my private life is not a bit conservative."

Schiller leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and said, "Suppose, I say now that I want to pursue you formally, do you think it's more likely that I admire your charisma or that I have a conspiracy?"

"It must be the latter."

"So if I have a plot against you, is the problem on you or on me?"

"...me, maybe some quality of me, some aspect of me that you might take advantage of."

The moment the answer was uttered, Natasha fell into thinking. Obviously, the wrong place in this kind of thinking was too obvious.

Schiller leaned back on the back of the chair again, crossed his fingers in front of him, twirled his thumbs slowly, and said: "Many people's understanding of their own charm comes from the evaluation of others. People usually call people who have fantasies of status and wealth far beyond their own and those who fall in love with themselves called delusional patients."

"If there is a person who has a significantly higher evaluation of you than everyone else, his strength will be like a brick, building this evaluation higher. You think it is impossible for me to pursue you or some other woman because you think there is an essential gap between us. Where do you think this gap lies?"

"Like...a god doesn't love a person."

"This is where the problem lies."

Natasha exhaled suddenly, she looked at Schiller with an inexplicable look and said, "But I'm sure, even if you fall in love with one of us, they won't really think you're an ordinary person."

"Because emotional details are often very private, people who are not interested will not pry into these, or they will mostly assume that this is just another divine plan of mine."

"I'm afraid so, but judging from your expression, you seem to have other plans." Natasha began to feel uneasy again.

At this moment, Charles' gentle voice sounded in the minds of both of them at the same time: "Luoji just called me and asked if Schiller was attending the dream school, because she couldn't find him in the nursing home and clinic. Do I need to tell her where you are? Doctor."

"Of course." Schiller immediately gave an affirmative answer.

With a sound of "crash", a hooked fish flew out of the water, shining brightly in the sunlight, and Schiller grabbed the fish by its tail and threw it to the ground. Eight hundred frames of Schiller cutting the fish flashed through Natasha's mind instantly.

The female agent sprang up from the stool with a "bass", yelling at Charles in her head.

"No! Professor! Don't let her come here!!!"

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