Chaoying Psychotherapist [Zhongyingmei]

When she walked out of the bau group, left Quantico, and returned to New York, Cynthia looked at the familiar Avengers Building and felt that all this should come to an end.

But the media obviously don't think so.

She was blocked at the door of the building.

"Ms. Cynthia, were you injured during this encounter?"

"Ms. Cynthia, how do you feel about your encounter this time?"

"May I ask if your encounter this time has something to do with what you said in the live broadcast before?"

"Ms. Cynthia..."

"Ms. Cynthia..."

Cynthia sighed and turned back.

"Please be quiet, everyone." She said, the voice was not very loud, but it reached everyone's ears magically.

At the door, the black and white reporters looked at each other and gradually became quiet.

Facing them, Cynthia exhaled secretly and smiled.

"I don't really have much to say about it."

she said, in a calm voice.

"I don't regret what I said. This is just an extremely malicious threat. Most people with a slight reputation will encounter it. It doesn't change because I died once."

She smiled.

"Besides, I'm just an ordinary person, and of course some people will hate me. It's not a dollar bill, which can win everyone's love."

The reporters also laughed in good faith, but in the next second, they all stared behind Cynthia and gasped excitedly.

Cynthia froze for a moment, and wanted to turn her head to look.Before he could move, an arm was already hooked around his shoulder.

"She's right."

A familiar and arrogant voice came.

"You can't make everyone like you. If you don't believe me, even if I am equal to a dollar bill to some extent, there will be people who don't like me like they are blind."

Cynthia smiled helplessly, turned her head, and saw Tony Stark wearing his orange sunglasses, blowing a kiss to the cameras in the hands of the reporters with a stinky face.

Obviously, none of the reporters didn't like him.As if they saw their future of promotion and salary increase, they pressed the shutter on Tony like chicken blood.

Tony raised his eyebrows, and his mouth didn't stop at all: "But we don't think we've done anything bad. Right, Cynthia?"

He hooked Cynthia's shoulders and made a tingling smile.

"So, for those who hate us for no reason, I can only send him two words."

As he spoke, he slowly, firmly, and arrogantly raised a middle finger towards the camera.

Cynthia: "..."

Dude, she just dispelled a wave of taunt buffs, and Tony put another one on them.

Tony withdrew his fingers, turned around with Cynthia in his arms, and was about to go back into the building.

Just took a picture around Iron Man's middle finger, and the reporters who were still unsatisfied quickly persuaded him to stay:

"Mr. Stark, don't go!"

"Mr. Stark, may I ask..."

"Uh, Mr. Stark..."

A reporter had an idea and finally came up with a good question: "Mr. Stark, what do you think of the Hall of Justice that the Justice League has just completed today? Do you think it can compare to the Avengers Tower?"

Cynthia froze for a moment.

"The Hall of Justice?" she asked Tony in a low voice. "Has the Hall of Justice been built?"

"Of course, honey," Tony said, turning around. "You need to check Twitter."

He let go of Cynthia, faced the reporters again, and raised an index finger at them.

"There's nothing like Avengers Tower, unless I build a new base. So, don't ask me such trivial things, now, goodbye," he said.

Cynthia sighed helplessly behind him.

"That's right, turn left.  … See that red sculpture with many sharp angles? In the fountain pool?  …Okay, there you are."

Cynthia looked up, looked at the semi-circular arched, huge and gorgeous building, and pulled down her sunglasses.

"Thanks, sorry." She said to the phone next to her ear. "Since the Hall of Justice didn't get a place on Google Maps because it was built too quickly, next time, I can probably come by myself."

"So you're blaming me for even that?" Bruce said idly over there. "Well, it's all my fault. I'll make Superman slower next time."

Cynthia laughed.

"If you slow him down, you might as well find a new decoration team." She walked towards the door of the Hall of Justice, "Where are you? Do you have your own office in this building, just like the Wayne Building?" Same?"

"Lounge, to be precise. Every member of the Justice League has its own lounge." Bruce said, pausing with some hesitation, "...But, we're not there now."

Cynthia frowned suspiciously.

"Not where? Lounge?"

Bruce: "No. We're not in the Halls of Justice right now."

Cynthia: "..."

Cynthia: "You told me to come to the Hall of Justice to find you, right?"

"Yes." Bruce said, "You go in first, and I'll tell you where to find us."

Two 10 minutes later.

Cynthia stared at the huge portal in front of her, which was so high-tech that it was unrealistic, emitting lightning-like blue and purple light, and was stunned.

"so……"

she said with difficulty.

"Are you telling me that in addition to the Hall of Justice, you actually illegally built a..."

"Space Satellite! Yes! We call it 'The Watchtower'! Haha! Didn't think so! Batman always surprises! I mean, wow! That's why he's so cool, right?"

A brisk voice suddenly rang in her ears.

Cynthia was startled, and quickly hung up the phone. When she turned around, she saw a young hero in a tight red uniform standing behind her at some point.

There are two small decorations in the shape of yellow lightning bolts around his ears, which are exactly the same as the emblem on his chest.

It makes him look a lot like Pikachu.

This idea appeared in Cynthia's mind for a moment.

Said it was an instant, because the hero's skill was so fast that it directly interrupted her thoughts.Cynthia's bag strap couldn't fall off because of her turning around. Just when it was about to slide down, the figure of the hero flashed and returned to the original place.

And Cynthia's bag belt, which was falling down according to Newton's law last second, has returned to her shoulder intact.

"I'm sorry! I just saw that your bag strap was slipping, so I did a little favor. If you want to get angry, I'm sorry! If you want to say thanks, you're welcome!" said the hero cheerfully.

Cynthia looked down at the belt, then looked up at the hero, and said hesitantly, "Uh, sorry...are you...the one from Central City..."

"The Flash! That's right, it's me! Wow, the famous 'Luna' knows me? That's awesome!"

The Flash looked very happy, and his two small lightning-shaped ears trembled.

"Of course I...Of course I know you."

Cynthia was not stunned by the rapidity of all this, on the contrary, she quickly adjusted her mentality, showed a gentle smile, and stretched out her hand to him: "Everyone loves the Flash, you are the one who is famous Bit. Nice to meet you."

"Don't say that!" Under the red mask of the Flash, his cheeks were also flushed. He excitedly held Cynthia's hand, shaking it, "I'm still your fan! Can you sign me?" A name? Oh my god, I just...cough!"

Cynthia's hands were numb.But fortunately, in the next second, Flash let go of her hand, and instead pressed the pinna of his left ear.

"Oh, sorry, Bat, I just..."

He grinned and apologized softly.

Cynthia couldn't help laughing.

"Leave him alone," she said. "Did he send you to pick me up?"

The Flash froze for a moment, then hesitantly put down his hand.

"Um...yes, I mean, yes." He said incoherently, "Yeah, he told us you'd be coming, but he just asked me to come down and pick you up. . . .Wow, you're on good terms with him Okay? With Batman? Man, I didn't know he could have 'good relationships'."

The smile on the corner of Cynthia's mouth was slightly restrained.

"It's not 'nice,'" she said. "It's just old acquaintance."

"That's amazing!" The Flash said excitedly. "It's rare to know Batman before? I mean, man, I didn't even know that Batman existed! Although I bought A lot of him, but I always thought Batman was just a very, very, very cool urban legend."

Cynthia was amused by him.

"You like him very much." She said firmly.

"Of course! He's my idol! Oh my god, I'm working with him now! I can't believe it, can't you? You don't know how excited I was when he came to see me, I almost died Choked to death by a biscuit, fortunately, it was Batman who saved me."

As Flash said, he jumped onto the platform of the portal, turned around and reached out to her.

"Come on, this way. Let me take you to the universe to see the earth."

The Milky Way, low Earth orbit, watchtowers.

Cynthia followed the Flash while looking at the space landscape outside the window in amazement.

"Oh my god..." As if she was afraid of disturbing the beautiful scenery, she almost said angrily, "This is too amazing, and it's different from what I read in books..."

"of course."

The Flash raised his head proudly and said very understandingly.

"One is a jpg, the other is a gif, how could it be the same."

Cynthia smiled.

"Good analogy," she appreciated.

The Flash took her with him, so he couldn't use his superpowers anymore, but his steps were still brisk, with a "tat-tat-tat" sound, and there was even a little bouncing movement in it.

He walked in front of Cynthia, walked through the landscape corridor, and came to a heavy and solemn door.

"We're here!"

He said, opened the door for her, and bowed mischievously, looking like a college student working in a fast food restaurant during summer vacation.

"Come in, Lady Cynthia!"