[Comprehensive British and American] Super Mario

Wakanda Embassy in the United States.

Mary was wearing a pink dress and a small coat with a rough linen texture. Her long light chestnut hair was combed behind her head. She was carrying a small and ladylike white leather bag and walked to the gate of the embassy. , Just about to enter, he was stopped by two dark-skinned guards standing at the gate of the embassy.

"Where are you going?" one of them asked.

Mary showed her sweet smile and said, "Oh, I'm a reporter from "Focus". My name is Mary Winston. I heard that the king of your country is in New York and I want to do an exclusive interview with him."

The two guards glanced at each other, and one of them nodded and said, "Wait a minute!" After speaking, he turned his head and raised his hand to the communicator in his sleeve and said, "There is a reporter who wants to interview T'Challa."

Mary looked at him with a smile, and involuntarily clenched the bag in her hand. Seeing that he seemed to hear something and nodded slightly, she deepened her smile, watched the guard turn his head expectantly, and asked, "How?"

The guard gave her a serious look and said, "Please show your ID!"

Mary nodded, and hurriedly took out her ID from her bag and handed it over.

The guard took her ID card and looked at it, nodded slightly, and after handing it back to her, he softened his tone and said, "You can only apply for an interview today. After entering the door, turn to the first room on the left and go there to register for an interview." ask."

Mary nodded, smiled sweeter, and said gratefully to the guard: "Well, I know, I'm here today to interview the application, thank you very much!"

The guard stood aside, watched Mary walk in, and whispered to his colleague, "This girl looks like a student, doesn't she?"

His colleague laughed, "Oh, come on, she's a reporter, but she has a cute smile."

Of course, Mary didn't know that these two guards had such an evaluation of her. After she entered the Wakanda embassy, ​​she looked around and had to say that the outside and the inside are really two styles. If the outside looks like the United States The building, then enter the interior, the tribal totem wood carvings that can be seen everywhere, colorful murals, decorate the whole space as if entering some African country, well, Wakanda does belong to Africa.

There was no one in the embassy, ​​not even a reception desk. Mary looked to the guard and said to the left, and then to the right, there was a long corridor on both sides, and there was a corridor leading to the second floor on the opposite side of her. of stairs.She thought for a while, then walked straight towards the stairs in front...

The second floor of the embassy has a strong tribal style like the hall on the first floor. However, unlike the first floor, the decorations on the second floor are not wooden carvings of tribal totems, but black panthers of different shapes. Mary's breathing became slightly rapid , which feels like an uncontrollable reaction every time you interview the right person and learn more and more of the truth.

Mary clenched the bag in her hand and looked left and right. There were not many rooms on the second floor. At a glance, there were about four rooms with the stairs as the center line, distributed on both sides of the east and west corridors. She walked step by step towards the left-hand corridor without thinking twice. Walking, the doors of the rooms on both sides were not open. She walked to the corridor in the middle of the two opposite doors, and silently glanced left and right. The chance of her now is [-]/[-]. If she is lucky, she might be able to bump into it. Captain America, if he is unlucky, will probably be thrown directly out of the embassy in Wakanda?

Mary smiled and reached out her hand towards one of the doors.

"Who are you?" a man asked.

Mary turned her head and looked over, and saw a tall man standing at the stairs not far away. His skin glowed with a faint black-gold color under the ceiling light, and he was looking at her seriously.

"Who are you? Why are you here?" The man frowned, looked around Mary up and down, "Answer me!"

Mary laughed immediately, and said innocently, "I'm a reporter from Focus, and I'm here to make an appointment for an interview!"

The man stared at her sharply, as if he didn't believe her, and said lightly, "Are you a reporter?"

Mary nodded, watching him walking towards her leisurely, suddenly felt the hairs on her back stand on end, the instinct she jokingly called a small animal awakened at this moment, it was really not a good thing, she forced herself to Without retreating, seeing him stop within a few steps, he twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Yes!" He stretched out his hand and smiled, "I am Mary Winston, a reporter from "Focus". "

The man reached out and grabbed her hand, stared at her and said, "Are you a reporter?"

Mary nodded again, with a forced smile, and said, "Yes, if you don't believe me, I can show you my ID."

The man shook his head slightly, with a hint of arrogance, and said, "May I know what you are here to interview, Miss Reporter?"

"Uh, I'm here to interview the king of Wakanda, um, the new king, you know that the American people are still more concerned..." Mary saw a mocking smile on his face, and wanted to break free from the hand he was holding on to , said: "Well, you, that, did I say something wrong?"

The man held her hand tightly, and the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, he smiled coldly: "Oh, didn't you take a look before you came to do the interview, what does the new king of Wakanda look like? "

Mary frowned, tried hard to break free from his grip, gritted her teeth and said, "Of course I know!" After finishing speaking, she suddenly raised her head and stared at the man in front of her for a long time, damn it!Ruined!She felt a little dizzy immediately, and her luck was really bad today!The man holding her in front of her is the new king of Wakanda, T'Challa!

The corner of T'Challa's mouth curled up, as if he was very satisfied with Mary's expression at the moment, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door beside him, dragged Mary and strode in.

Like a poor little mouse, Mary was dragged into the room by T'Challa and thrown into a colorful chair. She struggled to stand up, and saw T'Challa standing in front of her like a statue, Blocking her way forward, she could only shrink back in the chair obediently, looked up at him pitifully, and said, "I'm really here to make an appointment for an interview!"

T'Challa ignored her, looked at her condescendingly, and said, "Tell me, who sent you here?"

"No one sent me! If you must know who sent me, as a reporter, I am here to interview you on behalf of "Focus!" Mary tried her best to keep her voice from shaking. This man was too coercive. Terrible! "Really, you can check my credentials, or you can call and ask, I'm really a reporter!"

T'Challa ignored Mary, and turned to a desk on the side of the room.

Mary saw this opportunity, jumped up suddenly, turned around and ran, seeing the door was in front of her eyes, but someone grabbed her by the back of the neck, and she heard T'Challa say in an extremely gloomy tone: "Little girl! , It’s wrong to lie, and it’s even more wrong to sneak away without permission, understand?” She swallowed involuntarily when she heard that, damn, even in the face of Wendy who wants to eat people Ge, she has never been so scared!So, Mary turned her head with difficulty, looked at T'Challa behind her, smiled obsequiously and said, "Of course, Your Majesty the King! I just want to go to the bathroom, really! I don't want to run away!"

T'Challa threw her back into the chair covered with colorful cushions without a good face, strode towards the desk, put his hand on the head of a black panther on the desk, and said, "I caught a black panther upstairs. Strange little girl, who of you let it in?"