[Comprehensive British and American] vampires modern daily life

Eunice tuned the radio to the channel of "The Reader" familiarly. At Eunice's strong request, the opening music of the program was replaced by Bach's "Prelude to Cello Suite No. [-] in G Major". Natasha Sitting opposite Eunice, still holding the glass of orange juice in her hand, she said blankly, "How did the style of "Long Reader" become so old?"

Steve took a sip of competence, then put the cup on the coffee table, and said, "I think it's good."

Natasha rubbed her eyebrows.

The cello's voice gradually became smaller, and Eunice's mellow voice like black tea merged with the low cello sound. She said "Welcome to my living room" in a very pure Oxford accent. I am a new storyteller. People, Eunice Stiles, I will first observe a minute of silence for Miss Todd, she is a very good anchor, she has brought me countless winter nights that are not cold.

"I don't know what the current audience will think. They probably think that these issues are about reading "3000 Years Ago" so I found an anchor with the same name and surname as the author. After reading "Wuthering Heights" after a while, I guess I will look for Ai on Twitter. Millie Bronte." Natasha shook her head and said.

Eunice raised her eyebrows, and looked at Steve: "Then we have to ask Mr. Rogers to find Emily Bronte's grave."

Steve: "..."

"So, there is a reason why Miss Stiles came back from the dead?" Natasha asked.

Eunice took her glass, refilled her another glass of juice, and said slowly: "There is no reason, it's just a coincidence, I just didn't die, Mr. Rogers just dug me out, I just happened to meet I killed a serial killer who wanted to kill me, and it just happened to be a successful counterattack." She smiled, pushed the quilt with juice in front of Natasha, and sat back on her seat, "Natasha, what do you think? .”

Natasha looked at her carefully, and then said, "You did it on purpose, Miss Stiles."

Eunice smiled, but did not answer.

"You can easily cut the carotid artery of an adult man with a knife, and when you call the police, you speak calmly and clearly. No matter how you look at it, this kidnapping doesn't look like your accident." Natasha said.

Eunice raised the corners of her lips: "But I think the two of you here are not surprised, after all, there are Nordic gods sitting on the space carrier." She winked at Natasha, "Just treat me as a Cynical vigilantes."

The expressions of Natasha and Steve became serious, but Eunice smiled deeper and said, "Mr. Rogers is going to withdraw your letter/card because I accidentally killed a serial killer, Nata Will Sha not take me to sit on your baby?"

Natasha's expression relaxed a little, and Eunice looked at her with her chin in one hand, and then said lightly: "I really want to ride a bicycle with you and stroll in the streets and alleys of New York. "

From the radio came her own voice that had been colored by electric current. In her opinion, the deep and deliberately low voice was saying in a lazy tone: "If Aphrodite sees you standing among the wild roses, , do you think it was her Adonis who crossed the netherworld and returned to the world... I really want to go there with you again, strolling there, as if using only my legs, I can wear away All day."

"I'm serious." The two voices overlapped, one was lazy and deep with the unique ethereal feeling after being electroplated with electric current, and the other was all in the ear with a slight coquettish meaning, but these two voices belonged to You Nice.

The next day, the amount of information on Twitter was very rich. First of all, the serial killer who made the girls in Brooklyn terrified for ten consecutive days finally showed his feet. His name is Kruger Madison, and he is the famous painter Francis Madison. The offspring, also a young lecturer at Empire State University's College of Art, took killing young girls as his inspiration, but he accidentally injured himself while killing the last victim, and was bleeding profusely by the time police arrived and died.

On Twitter, they either ridiculed that the brain circuits of artists are different from ordinary people, or spontaneously mourned the women who were killed, and some people were very curious about the mental journey of the last victim.

In addition to this article, there are also many people discussing the new anchor who will replace the murdered Mary Todd to host "The Reader". Some say that the female anchor has a very bold stage name. The voice is so loud that people's bones are crisp, and some people simply found Eunice's twitter, saying that they would go to the comment area to pray, and pray that the final literature exam will not be abused.

Eunice was a little surprised to see her increase of more than 1 fans overnight, and her first fan Pietro also sent a private message immediately: "What's going on? Why do you suddenly have so many fans? Did you answer all the questions for them?"

Eunice raised her eyebrows, and clicked on her latest twitter, there were more than 400 comments, basically asking her various questions about the excerpts of "3000 Years Ago", she randomly tuned one and answered it, and then Just received another private message.

Pietro: "Miss Stiles, do you live in Brooklyn?"

Eunice replied, "Yes."

Half a minute later, Peter sent a reply in a hurry: "After meeting some strange people, our principal said that there will be very dangerous people coming and going in Brooklyn recently."

Eunice replied with a wooden face: "Is your headmaster a wizard?"

"No, no, our principal...it's just that he is very powerful, so be careful when you go in and out recently."

Eunice: "Brooklyn is so uninhabitable for human beings, why not blow it up earlier."

As soon as she replied, she received another private message from her friend, from Bain.

Bain: "Miss Stiles! I calculated it for you last night! You will have a peach blossom disaster! Your peach blossom disaster will appear in Brooklyn recently!"

Eunice was more numb: "It seems that Brooklyn is better to be bombed as soon as possible."

When Eunice arrived at the column office at night, the group of men finally didn't greet her with a cloud of smoke. Instead, they all puffed up their chests and waists, and stood at the door, watching her open the door with piercing eyes. When she came in, she was stunned, and several strong men had already clapped their hands: "Last night's show was a success, thank you Miss Stiles!"

She immediately put away her dazed expression, smiled at the corner of her mouth, and said with extreme humility, "It's all thanks to the teachers, I just read a few paragraphs of the book."

"I didn't expect the new anchor recommended by the big boss to be so powerful." Director Dominique was almost moved to tears, "We must thank Miss Stiles!"

Eunice pursed the smile on her lips and waved her hand: "No, no, no."

"This is the red wine from Sapp Winery that I have treasured for many years. It is just a thank you gift. The vintage is not too long, and it is also a small winery, but it is definitely an authentic Bordeaux red wine. Miss Stiles, please don't dislike it... ..."

Eunice stretched out her hand instead of waving her hand, and took the wine with a smile: "I'm so sorry."

As she put the bottle back on her desk, she wondered if she could ask a young and beautiful girl to her apartment to talk about the constellations. It seems that girls like this now.

Editor Michael handed her the manuscript of this issue, touched his nose, and said: "Miss Stiles, the response to the program was very good yesterday, and today our reader letter mailbox is about to explode. I selected a few letters Printed out, in this issue you need to answer letters from readers, solve problems for them, and look at the world with a positive perspective."

Eunice smiled: "Don't worry, I'm good at this."

Dominic clapped again: "As expected of Miss Stiles!"

After she finished reading this excerpt, she slowly picked up the printed letters from the readers, glanced at them casually, and then looked at the office separated from the live broadcast room by a transparent glass. He gave a thumbs up, and Hotell and Michael, arms folded, stood in front of the glass window, staring at her.

She raised her eyebrows and began to read the first paragraph: "The author of the first letter is Mary Jane from Queens. She said that something is wrong with her hair recently. Not only is she late for physics class, but she always falls asleep in class , and did not go to the library together, and even gave up the opportunity to represent the school's physics club to win the No.1 high school physics competition." She paused, and then said, "Ms. His hair should be a boy, you can find a chance to break into his bedroom and see if he has "Playboy" or "Sports Illustrated" in his schoolbag. Blondes with big breasts and thin waists can always make puberty Boys can't sleep at night."

Dominic: "..."

Hotell and Michael: "..."

She opened the second letter again: "The second letter is from Pietro from West Chester Town. He is very puzzled that his headmaster is very handsome but has thin hair. He is also a little worried about his future, so he wants to consult everyone. How to avoid premature baldness. Actually, about this point, I have already answered a question above. This student Pietro, you might as well sneak to your principal’s office and see if there is a "Playboy" or It's Sports Illustrated, and blondes with big breasts and thin waists keep teenage boys up at night, and the more they stay up, the more they go bald."

Dominic: "..."

Hotell and Michael: "..."

"Mr. Jason Todd from Gotham City asked me what book I've been reading recently." Eunice thought for a while, "I haven't been reading recently, but I plan to go back to watch "Fifty Shades of Grey" tonight."

Dominic: "..."

Hotell and Michael: "..."

"This one is even more powerful, Mr. Arrow from Volterra, Italy..." Eunice's tone slowed down, her hand holding the manuscript trembled slightly, but she quickly returned to her previous appearance, Dominic didn't even notice the abnormality outside the glass window, "He said, I have guarded the wild roses in Corinth Bay for you for 3000 years."

The author has something to say:

The male protagonist will appear in the next chapter, and this time he is here to say to his sister, "I've caught you."

Sister: "I want to lead everyone to see the world positively!"