This question is too difficult, I won't [comprehend]

The thick curtains faithfully perform their mission, and when the hands of the clock have turned to the number 8, they still block the morning light outside the window tightly.

Because of this, Lily, who still planned to get up early despite encountering a lot of things the night before, was still deeply trapped in the soft and warm bed at this moment.

Fortunately, the curtains are not the only ones who faithfully carry out their mission. Although Lily's mobile phone alarm clock on the bedside has been turned off more than once by its owner, it still rang honestly this time.

A soft white arm stretched out from the champagne-colored bed, groped to find the singing mobile phone on the ginger-colored bedside table, and looked at the time display on the mobile phone screen in a daze.

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In the following 1 minute, Lily fully demonstrated how inhuman a person can use his speed to step on the time limit,

About 8 minutes later, Lily, who was neatly dressed and wearing light makeup, swept the things she needed into her bag, opened the door and walked out while hailing a car on her mobile phone.

This behavior of looking down at the phone caused her to bump into someone again without any surprise—and the unlucky one was yesterday's Mr. Clark Kent.

The difference from yesterday was that Lily grasped her cell phone firmly this time.

"Sorry!" Lily said.

Clark was still in the same body as yesterday, but the way he looked at Lily was completely different from yesterday.Those blue eyes, which seemed to be some kind of mineral color, stared at Lily unblinkingly under the masked lenses.

"... Is there something on my face?" Otherwise, why would Clark's eyes look like this?Lily asked hesitantly, while reaching out her hand to touch her cheek, "Not this way?"

"There's nothing on your face." Clark finally remembered that human beings can't keep looking at another person without blinking like this, so he blinked a few times quickly: "It's just, I was thinking, it's a bit of a coincidence—you see , you were looking at your phone again, and I happened to be walking in front of you."

"It's a coincidence, because I missed my alarm clock, otherwise I should have left the house half an hour ago." Lily said and continued to look down at her phone to call a car. "I want to go to an audition... er, or a reality show but now I feel like I might not be able to make it."

Clark tilted his head, "Nowhere to Hide?"

Lily looked up in surprise: "Yes. Don't tell me that you are also going to participate?"

Nowhere to Hide is not the type of supermodel talent show that Lily would most like to be in—in fact, she did initially list it as her first choice for her return to fashion.She is 20 years old in this world, and for most people, her best years are just about to begin.

But in the modeling circle, it is not polite to say: she is already getting old.

Most of the famous models made their debut on the runway in adolescence, and there are even some "little supermodels" who have a relatively long history. They have been taking photos for the inside pages of some well-known magazines since they were children.

When their physical condition is good enough to be a catwalk model, they will complete their first show on a relatively high-quality show and officially enter this circle.

But Lily does not meet any of the above conditions, so the only thing left is to participate in the supermodel talent show - she firmly believes that her professional quality and experience will make her stand out, and she will not be unknown at the end of the show like previous champions. Nobody cares in fashion circles.

- Yes, the plan is always perfect.

But the supermodel talent show started back when Lily was still at Norman's villa, making bio-agents for him.Now that the schedule is halfway through, Lily has no way to participate anymore—of course, if she asks, Tony, Harry, or even Bruce may sell her face and let her enter the arena as a "special" airborne.

But if Lily would do this, why didn't she just use their contacts to directly enter the circle, why did she make another big detour?

——She doesn't want to get any external help for things that she can do with her own efforts.

At this time, Lily's position is no longer to return to the runway - although it is really painful for her to give up this.

However, the sharpness, quality and experience she gained during the ten years of modeling will not disappear. She can choose the position behind the scenes—designer or fashion editor, who is infinitely close to the runway without being so tiring.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, Lily chose "Nowhere to Hide", which is very popular but has not yet started to select candidates for reality shows, as the show she wants to participate in.

No matter what you want to do, it's always right to make a name for yourself first.Lily is fully prepared, she already knows from Natasha what kind of reality show "Nowhere to Hide" is...

Honestly, if Clark was in, she might consider coming back next time.

Fortunately, Clark's answer was: "The editor-in-chief of our newspaper sent me to follow this program."

The main direction of "Planet Daily" has never been fashion and entertainment. Letting Clark go to this show is a kind of "exile" and exclusion in disguise.Clark himself didn't feel anything, and he was even grateful that he was sent out to follow this show, so he could have more time to observe Lily.

——The shock and curiosity left to him by that scene last night were really extraordinary.

"So..." Lily pointed to the road outside, then looked at Clark.

Ten minutes later, Lily arrived at the registration place of "Nowhere to Hide" in Clark's car knowingly. Clark has a press card, so he can go in directly after parking the car.So Lily directly signed up and waited quietly behind the team.

She was wearing a classic black and white match, with a silk scarf around her neck, and her overall style looked simple and neat.It has very well improved the "vase" image that is easy to give people under her blonde image.

Well, having said that, standing in line among a crowd of tall and thick men, Lily was more conspicuous than she thought.

Against the background of almost all the men with tattoos and the muscles on their arms in T-shirts, Lily looked like a doll that had been forcibly stuffed in, delicate and beautiful without any aggression.

The men around her looked at her presumptuously, with a tacit smile on their faces, and whispered.

A bald man with his ID card hanging around his neck frowned and looked at Lily. After a while, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and hurried into the room where the director team of "Nowhere to Hide" was.But five minutes later, he came out again, walking towards Lily with a clear goal.

"Lily Grande?" he asked.

Lily nodded: "I am."

"Please come with me." The man held up his work ID card to show Lily, "Because you are the only woman here, so the director team decided to see how you are."

Some meaning in these words made Lily frowned, but she didn't say anything, just followed behind the man.

The director in the room was holding a newspaper in his hand, and the moment Lily entered the room, he raised the newspaper to compare her with a certain photo on the newspaper, which took less than half a minute.

Lily hadn't figured out what the director was looking at when she heard him say to herself, "Miss Grande, welcome to Nowhere to Hide. We'll use this number to let you know when the show starts, and that's all about our show." Detailed rules, I hope you will cherish the time in the next few days and understand them clearly."

He handed over a Nokia straight cell phone and a small booklet, Lily didn't rush to pick it up: "If you don't mind, can you tell me what made you give me such preferential treatment?"

The director is a man with a big beard. If it weren't for the beard on the corner of his mouth, Lily would not be able to judge his specific expression from his thick beard - he smiled at Lily: "Miss Grande, you It deserves our favor."

"..." Lily didn't know why, but she still took the things needed to participate in the show, thanked the director, and met Clark who came back from taking pictures.

"I really don't understand why he decided to let me participate in less than a minute after seeing me?" Lily said bitterly.

Clark didn't know either, but he still comforted Lily and said, "But you can participate in the show as you wish, can't you?"

Lily said immediately, "Oh Clark...Thank you for your comfort."

Clark smiled slightly.

It's a villa located around the outskirts of Gotham City.The decoration style is a bit simple, even the kind that looks very inconspicuous.

The human-shaped steel battle armor swiped across the air, hovering over the villa, and the bright gunfire from the palm of the hand bombarded the buildings below without hesitation!

The miniature guided missile left a white trail behind it and crashed straight into the villa, but was blocked by an invisible barrier above it and disappeared without a sound.

This scene looked so weird—as if the missile was swallowed by another unknown time and space.

The human-shaped steel armor swooped down and stopped at the entrance of the villa. The mask opened to reveal Tony's face: "Can't the SHIELD intelligence system be better?"

Natasha, who was dressed in combat uniform, narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice was a little hoarse, "I thought this was your specialty."

Behind them, a blue-eyed man in a black coat is putting two fingers of one hand together at the temple, watching the villa standing in front of him closely.

Another younger man stretched out his hand and stopped in mid-air, black matter like mist continuously gathered from around the villa towards him.

Neither of them looked good.

"My telepathy is shielded from this villa—in my perception, there should be nothing here." Charles, who was wearing a black coat, put down his hands, his eyes filled with worry and worry.

"A lot of people should have died here." Harry, who seemed to have absorbed too much of the black mist, turned his face, and there seemed to be black waves rolling in his emerald-like pupils. The circles revolved around his pupils, forming a circle and returning to peace.

"So why don't you just say 'we can't help it'." Just as he finished speaking, Tony felt a pulling force and fell to the ground suddenly.

Magneto King Eric, who came from the other side, came over. He raised his hand lightly, and the abandoned warehouse not far away floated in the air, and under his command, he smashed towards the villa.

"Eric!" Charles stepped forward. "Jean might be in there!"

"But we can't get in right now." Eric looked at him, who fell silent under his gaze.So Eric pressed down with his backhand——

There was no sound at all, just like the missile Tony shot from the battle armor, it disappeared directly in the air.

"Well, now you are also a member of 'We Can't Help'." Tony said sarcastically, "Welcome to join." Now his feet seem to be glued to the ground, and he can't move at all.

"Maybe I can try."

Harry thought for a while, and stepped forward, behind him spread a pair of wings made of pure black mist—every time he spread these illusory wings, his appearance would become less friendly.

Harry, who was slowly flying into the air, looked a little pale. It wasn't that he was reluctant to do so, but that his complexion became paler and his sense of presence fluctuated from time to time since he mastered the power of his body more and more.

There were no more than five people in Academy X who dared to look him in the eye. ——Everyone who has seen him face to face described the feeling as: "Looking in the eyes of death."

Harry opened his hand in mid-air, and with his upward movement, countless pure black mist gathered around the villa and farther away, crawling and crouching on the transparent barrier on the outer layer of the villa.As the black mist gathered more and more, the people standing at the door of the villa couldn't help but retreat.

——Their feeling is really not good, the closer they are, the more obvious the shocking sense of death.Obviously "death" should be a very abstract feeling, but at this moment they all feel it in unison.

A "sizzling" sound gradually came from the place where the black mist was in contact with the transparent barrier, as if a piece of meat was placed on a grill and oily spots appeared—the barrier was being corroded.

Harry in mid-air was in charge of everything, and then he flipped his hands down and pressed down like Magneto Eric before—

The barrier shattered!

But then, an arc-shaped shock wave emanated from the villa, knocking Harry who was caught off guard in mid-air.

Tony, who realized that he could move, immediately rushed up to catch Harry who fell from the sky.

Harry, who was covering his chest with one hand, was not in good condition. Panting lightly, he frowned and said, "...It's the same as last time."

The few people on the ground were protected by the car controlled by Eric, and nothing happened.

but……

"Well, are you planning to walk back to New York after the matter is settled?"

The car that was smashed beyond recognition by the shock wave under Eric's control was actually a few of them—a vehicle other than Tony.

Charleston had a headache.

The author has something to say: ... I slept all day, I'm sorry == the double update was moved to the daytime on the 20th, which added a little more words.Cough cough, I am happy after the exam!When you are happy, you will faint and become unconscious...

Lily is going to participate in a reality show, are you afraid hahahaha...

But don't panic, you see how busy the mutant studio next door is, how could Lily finish the show well :)

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