[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

Steve texted back.

After the gym closed, he stayed at the end and punched the bag in silence for an hour by himself.After he changed his clothes and was about to go home, he saw the message from Joanna.

Steve flipped through the short chat history and found himself stuck in a difficult situation.

He hasn't dealt with conflicts between superiors and superiors for many years. He doesn't think that his method of keeping silent in the gym and using his strength to silence the gym boss can be applied to Joanna.

First of all, Joanna's face doesn't seem to be intimidating.That slightly baby-fat face is not only not intimidating, but also makes people feel a little bully.Just like when he just joined the army, some people saw Peggy's thin arms and legs and stepped forward to provoke him.Although the last big guy was thrown over the shoulder by Peggy, it didn't mean that Joanna could also throw over the shoulder to her boss.

No, no, the most important thing is that it is not a time of war, and Joanna is not serving in the army.There is no such thing as an over-the-shoulder fall.

Steve threw the gym bag with his clothes on the ground and sat on it like that.He thought about it in distress, and tentatively sent a message.

Steve: Or, start by thinking about why you don't like your boss.

Joanna: Because I'm inefficient, at least he thinks so.

Steve: Then you can try to be more efficient.

Joanna: You don't even ask me why I'm inefficient.

Steve: Then why are you inefficient? 【Smile.jpg】

【not bad!Captain, you have already mastered the timing of using emoticons.

I know it's time to put a smile on my face. 】

Joanna pursed her lips and pulled out a small smile.Whether the smile contained more sarcasm or comfort, even Joanna herself couldn't tell.She reached into the bag with her index and middle fingers and stuffed a thin slice of potato chips into her mouth, then wiped her fingers on her clothes, and quickly replied to the message.

Joanna: Because I see things differently than he does.I feel that some things cannot be rushed.Take your time.

Steve: Don't jobs have deadlines?Are you sure you can take it slow?

Joanna: You don't even ask me what's the matter.

Steve felt a little headache right now.He was a little uncertain about the rhythm of this girl's chat.

Why did he keep asking him questions he didn't want to know?

Steve sighed, thinking of the female students who had been pestering him in the evening.The eyes are clear, but the words go around and around, making him think over and over several times before he gets the point.

Is this how a 21st century girlfriend should be?

Could it be that Joanna is the same as those female students?Also have some inappropriate thoughts about him?

Steve thinks back to the night he first met Joanna.

Thinking of Joanna with flushed cheeks from alcohol, thinking of Joanna with bright eyes, thinking of...

Vomit reeking of alcohol.

Well, he probably thought too much.Who likes someone who vomited all over themselves?Just like no one likes someone who vomited all over themselves.

Steve: What's that about?

Joanna: There is a task object.

Steve: Mission?

Joanna: It's a business partner!

Steve: Wait, are you sure you can tell me, an outsider, about this kind of thing?

Joanna: Of course, there is no competition between the two of us.In short, there is such a partner, and my boss wants me to publicize him.He hopes to see results within three or two days.But I don't think this matter should be rushed, but take your time.After all, you are a partner, so you must be sincere and get to know each other slowly, right?If you talk about cooperation as soon as you come up, the other party will definitely be disgusted, right?

Steve: (typing...)

Joanna saw that Steve was replying, thought for a while, and quickly added another message.

Joanna: My boss also thought about asking me to seduce|seduce him.

Steve's fingers froze.

He quickly deleted the half-edited message and retyped a line.

Steve: That's not right.

Joanna: I also think it's wrong. He also asked me to get face-lifting injections. He said I have a fat face.Said that the other party didn't like me because of my fat face.

Steve: Joanna, I think you need to call the police.This is inappropriate and very bad.

【oh!Captain, please believe me, if I could call the police, I would have called the police a long time ago!It's a pity that the police department doesn't care about S.H.I.E.L.D.

You see, how hateful and lawless this organization is!

But I still sincerely hope that you will join, so that my task will be completed. 】

Joanna saw that Coulson was almost blacked out by herself, so she changed the subject and sent a new message.

Joanna: Thank you, Mr. R, it's nice to hear someone speak ill of my boss.

Steve: Joanna, this is no joke, you need to think about my offer.When necessary, be sure to call the police.

Joanna bit her nails and found that things had become a little troublesome.

Although I have completed the task quota of chatting with the captain today, it is a good thing that I also blackmailed Coulson.But if Steve has been holding on to the police like this, it's still quite troublesome.

Joanna finally chose to turn the page bluntly, hoping that Steve would forget about this somewhat dangerous topic when she wakes up tomorrow morning.

Joanna: Okay, I know how to protect myself. What about you, Mr. R?How are you doing at work recently?

Thinking of those difficult female students, Steve couldn't help sighing.

Steve: It's fine, it's business as usual.

[Alright, Captain.You're killing me again.

It doesn't matter, I'm used to it. 】

Joanna sighed, and chatted with Steve about the funny video she saw recently, as if the other side of the network was just the most common member of all netizens.

Steve looked at the funny video sent by Joanna and couldn't help shaking his head.

He felt the need to interrupt the conversation for a while so that he could carry his things home.

Steve: Videos are fun.But I'm going home from get off work now.

Joanna: Are you off work now?Really hard.Then be careful on the road!

Steve read Joanna's message and turned off the phone screen with a smile.Get up and pick up the sports bag and walk back.

And Joanna, who was already comfortably nestled at home, finally put down her mobile phone and happily enjoyed her junk food with the TV series.

Joanna happily completed the task of the day, but Amber, who was under surveillance, was entangled.

Should this chat record be reported or not?

She couldn't help cursing Joanna at the computer screen.Is such a chat record intended to see if Coulson still has the strength to draw a gun and shoot the two of them before he is pissed off?

Amber thought about it for a long time, considering that once Joanna and Coulson confront each other head-on, it is very likely that they will turn over the chat records as evidence that she has performed the mission well.In the end, Amber chose to report the chat records without any guilt.

In the dark night, Coulson, who was rejected by Stark Industries for the nth time, was so angry that he sat in front of the refrigerator and drank three glasses of ice water.

For the next three days, Coulson did not ask Joanna to report to him.One is that he is really busy dealing with Stark Industries and has no time to take care of Joanna.The second is that his anger has been burning for three days and has not been able to subside. He is afraid that if he sees Joanna, if he can't control it, he will directly lock the opponent's throat.

Joanna, who was released from wild horses for three consecutive days, probably because of the passing of work pressure, felt that the chat between herself and Steve became more comfortable.In the past three days, in addition to sending some boring greeting messages with Steve from time to time, she also expressed sincere criticism on the photos of Steve's last update.

Not only did she criticize, but she also searched for a mobile phone photography tutorial link and sent it to Steve.

Steve is really a studious young... old man, he spent half the night carefully studying the photography tutorial, and sent a photo of the Brooklyn Bridge early the next morning.

The Brooklyn Bridge in the photo is half hidden in the thick fog, leaving only a faint outline.

The photographer is standing on this side of Brooklyn, and in the distance of the photo is the bustling Manhattan.However, the dense fog completely covered the prosperous Manhattan, and only a few lights showed that the other side of the bridge was not a dead city.

The sky is a deep smoggy blue, very melancholic.

This photo was taken like a dream.That silent bridge, as if traveling through time and space, lies quietly on the East River in New York, leading people to approach the unknown.

Compared with Steve's first photo of the starry sky, the standard of this photo has been raised by more than one level.

Joanna was a little unbelievable. After seeing the photo, she quickly sent a message to ask about the situation of the photo.

Joanna: Did you take the picture?

Steve: It was taken this morning.I clicked on the filter but I don't know how to cancel it. The photo looks a little distorted, but I tried my best.

Joanna:! ! ! ! ! ! !Simply beautiful!Okay!Are you kidding me?You have learned photography before!

Steve: No, I do sketch occasionally.

Joanna held the phone and fell into a dazed state.

She felt that she had been hit by something, and her brain was about to go to sleep.But she didn't know what it was that hit her.

Joanna clicked on the photo of the Brooklyn Bridge again, looked at it over and over for a long time, and finally saved it locally and used it as a mobile phone screen saver.

After finishing her work in the administration department, Joanna slipped into Amber's office.

"Amber, can you believe it? Steve is a photography genius! Look, here's his shot of the Brooklyn Bridge this morning!"

Amber glanced at Joanna's phone, then nodded: "So?"

"Oh my God." Joanna threw down her phone and held her face in her hands, "I think I'm about to become a fan of him! Who would have thought that he is so talented! He even told me he could sketch! This is not a youthful romance Is it a skill that only the male lead in the play needs to have? He is also a World War II veteran! Can you believe it?!"

"I can." Amber replied deadpan.

Joanna clicked on the photo again and looked at it for a long time, and finally shook her head: "It's a pity, such a high-quality idol has a stupid fan."

Amber raised his eyes: "Are you talking about you?"

"Of course not! I'm talking about Coulson!"

Amber pursed his lips, and then said: "Did you chat too high with Captain America recently? It's really okay to blatantly say bad things about Coulson?"

Joanna thought for a while, and felt that what Amber said made sense, so she put a finger on her lips: "There will be no next time."

Amber ignored Joanna and went back to tinkering with her computer.

Joanna slumped on her chair and played with her mobile phone in a disfigured manner, laughing from time to time, and smacking her mouth in disgust from time to time.

After more than an hour, Joanna suddenly jumped up from the chair, her movements were exaggerated, and even the chair was thrown far away.

She stared at Amber's face in bewilderment, unable to say a word for a long time.

Amber frowned anxiously: "What's wrong?"

"I... I accidentally asked him out for coffee."

Amber felt his temples suddenly start to twitch wildly: "And then?"

"He... agreed."

Joanna held the phone, as if pinching a snake that could bite.A fat face of a baby, ready to cry.