Reincarnated as Gotham's beauty trash

After the drama at the mayor's daughter's engagement party, I hid at home for a week.

I swear, as long as NBC puts out a few more good-looking new dramas, I can do it without stepping out of my little villa for a month.

While I'm holed up at home consuming copious amounts of potato chips and flavored milk drinks, the GCPD and Bruce are hustling outside.The Xingchen Laboratory was invaded, but fortunately they returned to defense in time and did not cause much loss.

Such worrying news only occupies a column the size of a tofu cube in the morning newspaper.

The news headlines were replaced by the mayor's daughter's engagement banquet, including the kidnapping case, the mayor's statement to rectify Gotham law and order, and the unmarried couple's feelings for each other further sublimated in the crisis. These time-wasting things occupied the headlines for a week. time.

I'm definitely not offended that this month's cover girl Lucille Crane announcing her retirement from showbiz was squeezed into the second edition.

Fortunately, someone noticed the news of my resignation and called me to express condolences.

The manicurist I made an appointment with was holding my right hand to give me a manicure when Virginia called.

I answered the phone with my vacant left hand, "Congratulations on becoming the first fan who cares about the life status of a retired star this week, you will get a copy of the latest fashion magazine this month, don't be grateful, because I am a A down-to-earth actress."

"Are you referring to the basement magazine that the magazine gave you after the cover was shot?" Virginia debunked me mercilessly. The circle and being held hostage did not hit you at all."

I switched my phone to my right hand, and stretched out my left hand to ask the manicurist to help me apply the chosen nail polish, "Maybe it's because love nourishes me."

I grinned and burst into thunder, "I've found Baby Bruce, are you surprised, are you surprised?"

There was a violent coughing sound on the other end of the line, and I sincerely hoped she wasn't sipping coffee on her laptop at work.

"Damn it, Bruce Wayne?" Virginia's voice sounded as if she'd eaten a whole packet of chili powder. "He got all the stamps on you?"

"Hmm." I said innocently, "It's good, I'm greedy for his body, he's greedy for my face, we each get what we need."

Virginia's silence can be concretized into expressions.

"Okay, just looking at his looks and assets, he is indeed comparable to your ex-boyfriends in the industry." Virginia sighed, then lowered her voice, "I'm officially dating Tony."

"Wow, congratulations baby, you finally met that big bastard Anthony, and old Stark's wish finally came true—" I was talking nonsense, and suddenly I was taken aback.

Anthony, Tony, Stark.

Anthony Edward Stark.The Iron Man who revealed his true identity in front of the cameras of countless news media a year ago.

Virginia, Virginia Pepper Potts, my good friend, the current CEO of Stark Enterprises who took office not long ago.

A year ago, I was chasing my dream showbiz, Anthony Iron Man's identity was far less conspicuous to me than his hobby of stamp collecting girl.

Virginia is my senior sister in college, and she lived in the same dormitory with me when I was sent by my second uncle to the University of Business Administration to study business management which is useless.I rarely call her "Pepper" by her current nickname, but always call her "Virginia".

My past cognition has caused me a huge information error, how could this be the case.

What afucking life I have!

The world I live in is not just the DC universe, it is a combination of DC and Marvel, and maybe there are also evil forces with ghost buffs, or serial murderers like BAU and Sherlock running around.

Is there really a peaceful city on this earth where I can enjoy my early years?

I froze on the spot and turned into a penguin standing in the ice and snow.

Virginia, also known as "Little Pepper" Pepper, saw that I was silent for a long time, thinking that it was because I didn't comment well on her relationship with Stark, and defended guiltily, "Actually, Tony isn't that bastard."

Wow, is this the magic of being in love? If it weren't for you calling me every night to complain about your new boss who is arrogant and ignorant, I would almost believe it.

"No, it's not that I'm dissatisfied with this little Stark being your boyfriend," I said with mixed feelings, "I'm just a little surprised."

For the Marvel series of movies, I only went to the cinema with my friends to watch Avengers One and Avengers II in my previous life.If you ask me what the movie is about, I can't summarize the specifics.

I rubbed my temples with a headache, "Didn't you tell me a few days ago that you wanted to resign? What happened that made your studio jump from an urban workplace drama to an urban love drama?"

Pepper muttered, "A lot has happened. Oh," she exclaimed, "it's time for a date, let's stop talking, I'm going out to dinner with Tony."

"Oh," I said indifferently, "have a nice meal with your boyfriend."

The last time Bruce and I saw each other was a week ago, and we've been in an online relationship flirting through texts and money transfers for seven days.As a qualified tool-girl girlfriend, I should give the media a chance to help Bruce Baby promote the prodigal son.

Thinking of this, I casually sent a message to Bruce, "I don't know if my dear Brucey has time tomorrow, please have a dinner with me, a retired actress?"

To my surprise, this time he replied immediately, "Of course, my pleasure."

He quickly made a plan, "How about I drive to pick you up at eight o'clock tomorrow morning? We can go to the Iceberg Restaurant for lunch. There is an opera performed by the headliner in the theater in the afternoon. If you are interested in it, I will call now." The call made the theater clear out the Wayne family's private room."

The news that Brucey Baby got a new girlfriend should have been known all over the city at this time, but unfortunately our debut was stolen by a special news about the mayor's daughter's engagement party.Bruce probably planned to use tomorrow's date as a reappearance, so he spared no effort to show his affection to the paparazzi of entertainment tabloids.

Eating, playing, and being accompanied, there is nothing unsatisfactory.I took a photo of the manicure that the manicurist had done for me and sent it to Bruce, "I look forward to your compliment tomorrow, thank you for remembering me growing mushrooms in the villa."

Bruce sent a "surrender" emoji, "I didn't mean to snub you, I've been too busy recently. I knew that Batman was my disaster, and I'm sure nothing good will happen when he appears."

He was really busy as Batman, but that's the part he couldn't share with me.I smiled and said, "He is your savior, don't you plan to say something nice for your savior?"

"Don't make him so great," Bruce replied quickly. "He's just a criminal."

It's really embarrassing for him to try his best to make a character for himself.I clicked on the takeaway ordering program on the split screen, "The 'criminal' you are talking about has many admirers in Gotham. As far as I know, there are also his supporters in the police station."

The tone of Bruce's words and sentences became serious, "If a person disregards the law, no matter what his original intention of action is, then he is a criminal. Batman is at least involved in crimes such as illegal detention, illegal manufacturing, intentional injury, and invasion of private homes, etc. He violated the law enough to spend decades in prison."

"Are you tired of talking?" I put my chin in one hand and said perfunctorily, "Would you like to say more, your cynical look is quite cute."

Bruce didn't expect that I would play cards out of common sense. I waited for half a minute and he couldn't figure out the content of the reply.

The trick succeeded, and I changed the subject lightly, "I ordered a glass of lemonade for you, and it will be delivered within 15 minutes. Remember to open the door for the delivery boy."

There was a brief pause in Bruce's mind, "Why me some lemonade?"

"Seeing that your mouth is dry, I am afraid that you will be thirsty. I hope your housekeeper will allow you to drink outside drinks."

I didn't tell him that I ordered raw coconut latte for myself, with ice in an extra large cup, "Are you really planning to leave the house at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, are you a social animal who clocks in at work on time?"

I don't know where Bruce's courage came from. It may be that the concealer produced by Wayne Enterprises gave him inexplicable confidence. Every actress in the circle of their concealer owns one, and it is especially effective in covering dark circles.

"It doesn't matter," Bruce said to himself, and started his sweet talk bombardment again, "As long as I'm with you, I can wake up as early as I want."

I raised my eyebrows, "To thank you for your attention, I decided to wash my hair and go out tomorrow."

As it turns out, young Batman sometimes has a lot of misperceptions about himself.At ten o'clock in the evening, I read the Internet news, there was an explosion in the ACE chemical plant, and I knew that the date at eight o'clock tomorrow morning would become an impossible task.

I sent a message to Bruce, who was flying on top of a street lamp in Gotham, "I still think eight o'clock is too early, we will leave later, and there will be time to go to the opera after lunch."

After posting this message, I peeled off the mask on my face and fell asleep peacefully after my nighttime skincare.I guess I won't get a reply from this busy man before three o'clock in the morning tomorrow morning.

At eight o'clock in the morning, I naturally woke up and looked at my phone, but Bruce still didn't reply to me.I set an alarm clock for 10:30, happily enjoying the beautiful sleep.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, I slowly put on my clothes and sat up, and simply ate a few mouthfuls of breakfast brought to me by the maid on the bed.

At twelve noon, I picked out three lipsticks and put them in my handbag, and finally received a message from Bruce, "I've been waiting for a long time baby, I was too sleepy last night. Forgive me, I brought you roses and a new necklace, You can see me and the present when you go out now."

I finally checked the makeup on my face in the mirror, and after confirming that there was no problem, I replied leisurely, "Don't worry, I didn't wait long."

To be honest, he didn't believe it, and I couldn't help it either.