[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

【You ran out of the ward, that nostalgic ward with a sense of the times.The beautiful, smiling nurse doesn't stop you in your tracks, and even her sweet beauty doesn't calm your nerves.

Or... that's not uneasy.

That's right, not uneasy.

You haven't seen the outside world yet, and you don't know what this blue planet has become like now.Of course, it is somewhat different from the scenes depicted in science fiction novels where spaceships are flying all over the sky.But I think this planet should be alien enough for you.

Strangeness brings uneasiness.And the ward that is tailor-made for you and full of sense of the times will never make you feel uneasy.

That is the world you are familiar with, the era you are familiar with.As far as I know, at the beginning, they designed the ward with the goal of "making him feel at home".

I don't know where you saw the flaw.On this issue, I really hope that we will have the opportunity to have a good chat in the future.

Coulson commented on my "lack of sharpness," and that always hurt me.Although, he might be right.

Anyway, you rush out of the ward.

Look, you have that "sure enough" look on your face.

Well, that's right, you guessed it.That was no ordinary ward.

Yes, you can feel a little relieved.Your memory is all right, you did fall solidly into the thick ice of the Arctic Ocean.

See this beautiful white building?

Waking up from a deep sleep, you must find it strange and scary.Can you imagine how many people regard it as a career goal.

Hey, your skills are really good!

After sleeping for so many years, he is still healthy.

It's a pity you didn't have time to stop right now to look at the agents you've left behind.Their expressions are really wonderful.

do you know?I've always wondered if Sleeping Beauty's shoulders and neck are stiff when she wakes up.Be aware that even a stiff neck can make it difficult to turn your head.Not to mention sleeping in one position for so long!

But you solved the confusion for me.

Judging by your appearance, you don't look like a person who has fallen asleep.How cool!

Is it because the freezing of the ice layer keeps people from stiff necks?Or is it because... it's you, so you don't have a stiff neck?

I hope the answer is first.You have to understand that my boss is your super fanboy, I mean, the kind of fanboy who puts your poster on his bedside.Too bad you don't have a poster.

In him, all the miracles around you have a unified explanation - because that's Captain America.

I guess, if you know that a public servant makes such explanations to his subordinates every day, you will also have a headache.

I think you are the kind of person who gets headaches, just look at the way you rushed into the strange world without hesitation just now, I can tell.

Now you're stuck in Times Square.

Shocked, right?But I think you are still very calm, at least calmer than we expected.

Speaking of Times Square, I think you're missing a lot.The good and the not-so-good.In general, Times Square has indeed undergone earth-shaking changes during the years you have been sleeping, and there are many interesting things here, but unfortunately, you don’t know about it.

You hear sirens.

You find yourself surrounded by dozens of police cars.

Compared with the people around you who don't know the truth, you may not be less surprised and panicked than them.

Are you looking around, looking for a breakthrough?

No, you just want to know what happened.

Maybe you don't like what I'm saying next.But, you know what?You look like a high school kid who missed prom.

Sorry, I forgot, you probably didn't live in an era where there was such a thing as a prom.

See that one-eyed dragon?

Yes, you have spotted him.You can also see that he is the head here.You start to gather your composure, and you know what awaits you is a revealing conversation.

But you've never been afraid of the truth, have you? 】

"What do you think?" A female agent next to Joanna interrupted her thoughts.

Joanna withdrew her gaze from the big screen and frowned in distress: "I feel terrible. When Coulson came to me two days ago, he said that this was an easy task! How easy is this task! That guy Woke up and ran to Times Square, okay? It’s not easy to fool at first sight!”

The other party shrugged: "But haven't you already agreed to Coulson?"

"I promise……"

What a fart!

Joanna took a deep breath and swallowed the rest of the words forcefully.She thought back to the day Coulson had talked to her.

Joanna still remembers that it was a sunny morning.On that day, she arrived at the S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters building on time as usual.She bought hot coffee for herself and her colleagues in the coffee shop downstairs, and then she took the coffee and walked into the exclusive elevator for executive staff.

Coulson squeezed in abruptly when the elevator was about to close.

That's right, it's "squeeze"!

When he reached out to block the elevator door that was about to close, he showed the judgment and decisiveness that an agent should have.

Joanna was taken aback.

There are separate elevators for executives and agents.Of course, there are occasional cases where each other uses each other's elevators, but most of the time it is the agents who unilaterally use the executive's elevator.Though it's not out of the question for Coulson to take the executive elevator.But Joanna was still taken aback.

In contrast, Coulson seemed much calmer.After squeezing into the elevator, he pressed down to the 27th floor, and then stood upright in the middle of the elevator.

Joanna arrived early, and there was no one else in the elevator except her and Coulson.She stepped aside in embarrassment.Administrators are more or less cautious when facing field agents.Although Coulson was also an administrative officer, he had been transferred to the Special Operations Department for only four years.But Joanna still saw in Coulson that he was different from herself.

Coulson turned his head and smiled at Joanna.Joanna returned the same polite smile.

"Joanna Rickman." Coulson tilted his head slightly, and glanced at the work ID on Joanna's chest.

Joanna continued to maintain a polite smile, but prayed in her heart that the elevator would reach her destination floor quickly.

It's strange to say that the elevator, which runs smoothly on weekdays, must stop on every floor that day.And when it stopped, no one came up to board.At the beginning, Joanna thoughtfully let the elevator stop for a while, worried that someone would turn back to pick up things after pressing the elevator, which would delay the ride.But after docking two or three times, Joanna finally noticed something was wrong.

What was more wrong than the elevator was Phil Coulson on the side.

Reasonably speaking, if an agent came to take the executive elevator, it could only mean that he was in a hurry.But Coulson didn't seem in a hurry, he didn't even reach out to press the door close button when the elevator stopped on an unoccupied floor.

Joanna finally realized that Coulson was the reason for the abnormality of this elevator.

"You... have something to do with me?" Joanna asked cautiously.

"Five floors." Coulson smiled.

"what?"

Coulson turned his head, with a kind and gentle smile on his face: "You didn't find the problem until you passed five floors. You are not sharp enough."

The elevator stopped again and opened slowly.Just like the beginning, there was still no one outside the door this time.

Joanna stepped forward and pressed the close button: "Will I be fired?"

"Just because you're not sharp enough?" Coulson smiled. "Is that enough? We have always had a high tolerance for administrative staff, especially beautiful administrative staff."

Joanna pressed the door close button again with a little displeasure. This time, the elevator door just opened a crack before closing again.

"So what's wrong with me?"

Coulson looked up at the floor indicator light: "No, you have a good job."

Joanna shook her hand.

Here comes the recruiting cliché of the Special Operations Department!

Joanna blinked: "I don't quite understand..."

"Huh? Haven't heard of this? Didn't it mean that as long as you say this sentence to the people in the administration department, the other party will understand immediately?" Coulson looked very disappointed.

"It's really disappointing that this item is not recorded in the training manual." Joanna replied nonchalantly.

Coulson shrugged his shoulders, with a look of indifference: "It doesn't matter if the Personnel Department has no prior training. All in all, the Special Operations Department intends to give you a special mission."

Joanna lowered her eyes innocently: "Do I have the right to refuse?"

"Of course. S.H.I.E.L.D. has always been very humane and democratic. You know that." Coulson smiled at Joanna in a friendly manner, without seeming threatening at all.But before Joanna had time to say the next sentence, Coulson continued: "But I thought you would accept it. After all, it is difficult to get ahead in the administrative department. SHIELD is not an ordinary government department, honestly There is no way to get promoted and raise salary by doing administrative work in the field.”

Joanna could hear the persuasive meaning behind Coulson's words, and she smiled gratefully at Coulson: "I didn't even think about being promoted and adding..."

"If you really don't like it, forget it. Anyway, it's a personal matter." Coulson looked up at the floor indicator light again.Only this time, he put the hands that were clasped in front of him back into his trouser pockets, looking a little impatient.

"Wait. Why did you fire me?" Joanna panicked, "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, Miss Rickman, you did nothing wrong. It was me." Coulson gave Joanna an unapologetic smile, "I sent a mission invitation to a non-special operations team administrator, but Rejected. In order to ensure the confidentiality of the mission, of course we have to adopt a certain degree of isolation measures. I hope you understand."

Joanna: I understand... shit!

"But you didn't tell me anything, and I don't know anything!" Joanna argued.The elevator went all the way up and never stopped.Seeing that the floor book was approaching 27, Joanna felt that the coffee in her hand could not be held steadily.

"I know. But that doesn't mean you won't know about it in the future. At least, you now know that the Special Operations Department has a special mission. It's already..." Coulson made a "pity" expression, "Sorry, we have to Proceed with caution. Have a nice day."

The elevator stopped on the 27th floor, the bell rang, and the elevator door opened slowly.

Joanna quickly stopped Coulson's way: "I accept!"

Coulson stared into Joanna's eyes and was silent for a moment before asking, "Are you sure?"

Joanna nodded quickly, for fear that the shameless boss in front of her would repent.

Coulson glanced at the coffee in Joanna's hand, took the cup that belonged to her, and walked out of the elevator without looking back: "Have a nice day."

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The new article is open, and the update time is temporarily uncertain.I still haven't filled in the pits, waste dog.

I hope that the little angels can collect it and give me some encouragement of love, 嘤嘤嘤~~~~~

This pit is a bit of an experiment. I want to try a different way of expression from the past, so I will intersperse part of the second-person narrative in the text.All second-person content will be framed with 【】.Little angels who are really not used to it, don't force yourself.