[Comprehensive Yingmei] Very good, this is very Tom Su

episode05

"Hey, hey! Take it easy, kid! I'm the captain!"

"Don't come here...stay away from me! Mop...the mop is coming!" The girl stepped back, with a cry in her voice, "Damn it, come here!"

"Tong En! Hey, listen to me, don't be afraid, look at me!" The person on the opposite side amplified the volume, "Say it again, I am the captain!"

"...Captain? Are you not a ghost? And...not a villain who escaped from prison?"

"Of course not." He couldn't help laughing, and shook his head with a smile.

It was only by chance that Steve appeared here. Although he had complied with Tony's request, it was not his style to do it right away without any preparation.The current Steve Rogers is a physically normal young man of the right age. However, compared to the entire society that is advancing rapidly, he is an old man who has survived for 96 years and has been seriously out of touch. Educational enlightenment for young people , often in a state of powerlessness.

He carefully thought about where to start and what capacity to intervene, feeling more and more embarrassed.

Tomorrow, after Tony came out of his office full of spare parts, he must "negotiate" with him.

When you have a knot in your heart, when you are entangled in a difficult problem, the best way to solve it is to let go of yourself, sweat thoroughly, and devote yourself to intense and high-intensity training.

Time passed quietly, he didn't know it at all, until the whole set of content he set for himself was completed on time, he stopped in the reminder, sat down and simply wiped the sweat on his neck and forehead.

It was already so late, Steve frowned slightly, looked at the time on the display, and pressed the stop button.

If he remembered correctly, at this time of the day, except for Saul and Tony's uncertain schedule, everyone else was busy on their own. As expected, the lounge on the top floor was empty and dark, even the lights were not turned on, and it was eerily silent.

But he didn't care, walked out of the elevator and came to the small kitchen.

When Steve was thinking about how to reasonably use the remaining ingredients in the refrigerator to make himself a dinner without provoking Hulk into a rage, the elevator door opened in response, he poked his head out slightly, and vaguely saw a figure humming Song, walking quickly from the darkness, the heels collide with the floor, the sound is crisp.

But for some reason, everything suddenly became silent, and then the man trembled and screamed, and the figure trembled and jumped wildly in fear, like a spring.Before he could speak, he was taken aback.

The girl seemed much calmer, mixed with low gasps.

"Could you please turn on the light?" she begged softly.

"Jarvis, turn on all the lights on the top floor."

"Ok sir."

The darkness driven away by the instant bright lights made people feel very relieved. Steve approached the girl who was crouching on the ground holding a mop, and held out his hand to her.

She raised her head, her beautiful flaxen hair was disheveled, and her bangs covered her eyes, but she seemed to have regained her composure a little bit. With the help of Steve's hand, she stood up and said mockingly: "I even forgot that AI can use."

"Just get used to it, and I did the same at first." Steve's tone was a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I seem to scare you, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I'm just... more afraid of something suddenly appearing in the dark... You know... the scene of the weird horror movie, it really scared me just now." She patted her chest exaggeratedly, "Captain, you You should really turn on the lights."

"I'm sorry, I just want to grab some food from the refrigerator and leave. I'm alone here, so I haven't thought much about it... I'm really sorry."

She shook her head vigorously: "You're laughing, sometimes I'm quite timid. But if you really want to apologize, I don't mind sharing your dinner—I'm just hungry too." , and winked playfully.

Steve froze for a moment, then nodded, and inadvertently moved his eyes to Tong En: "Of course it's no problem, it's just... why are you holding the mop?"

Tong En followed his gaze, his face changed slightly, and he smiled unnaturally: "For self-defense, what if it's really some villain, ghost, I'm a weak woman, I feel safer with something in my hand .”

She thought about it, and before Steve could speak, she added, "I took it in the utility room next to the elevator."

Well, since you say so...

Steve raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions. He just looked at her briefly, then walked quickly to the bowl sink at the bar, and asked casually, "What do you want to eat?"

"Don't tell me you want to make it fresh, and you haven't eaten it yet?" Tong En's eyes widened.

"It's too late for training today."

"Well, it seems that the urban legend that Captain America is an out-and-out desperate Saburo is true. You can play as you like, I have nothing to avoid."

There was a slight relaxed expression on Steve's face: "Play as you like, are you sure?"

"Of course, I can't accuse you, a big man, of making a full set of French cuisine. You just... come as you like!" Tong En also responded with a hearty smile and motioned him to continue cutting tomatoes.She watched him bowing over the counter and skillfully handling the ingredients, and she was surprised one after another, and couldn't help laughing, "n-ow-ay! I can actually eat Captain America cooking himself Cooked food! God, if I tell my classmates, those crazy girls will pass out. My God..." "It's not so exaggerated." He raised his eyes and shook his head.

"Hey, don't believe it, it's true! Don't you know that you superheroes are more popular than many big stars? The Avengers, especially Tony, Thor, and you, are so popular."

"I don't think there's much difference...why?"

"He's handsome," she answered without thinking, and met Steve's gaze, looking too calmly without avoiding it, which made Steve feel a little ashamed and uncomfortable.

However, the person involved seemed unaware of it, and continued on his own: "I'm tall, long-legged and good-looking, which is very attractive to girls. It's a pity that you didn't know it before. Tony noticed it a long time ago. I have been proud of this for a long time.”

It really didn't seem odd that Steve had in mind Tony's requisite closing pose and rallying chants every time he dealt with a villain.

As if seeing that he hadn't answered the phone, Tong En waved his hand for fear of causing any misunderstanding: "Don't mind, this doesn't include me. I'm not that fanatical, and I'm still sober."

"I can guess it." He also responded with a smile, and the atmosphere finally eased from the embarrassment of the previous meeting.The laughter of the two people rippling in the small kitchen together with the water vapor. Even the empty floor has a human touch due to the warm light and rising heat. It is not like an office, but more like a home.

Steve was concentrating on the sauce. In the days of marching and fighting, what he was best at besides opening canned luncheon meat was cooking random noodles.Of course, homemade burgers are also very good, but considering the ingredients in the refrigerator...he tried his best not to always challenge the bottom line of the Avengers' two iron stomachs like Clint.

What's more, there is a lady at the table, and the steaming hot pasta is the best in the world.

He glanced up at Tong En, hesitated a little, and said, "I heard from Tony that your work status is good recently, and your career is also good. Young people deserve encouragement."

"Thank you, wow... I thought you wouldn't praise me, and I'm flattered." Tong En slightly pulled the hem of his clothes, and made an exaggerated nod of thanks. He was as elegant as a girl from aristocratic background, which made Steve smile Even worse: "Isn't it? I look so unfriendly?"

"Of course not... It's just that, to be honest, your scrutiny at that time actually scared me. But I can understand that, after all, it's natural for a college student who has just stepped into society to be worried."

"Well, I admit that I did have this consideration at the time, but I have to admit that you did a great job, and Tony didn't misunderstand the person."

"You really think so? Thank you, I'm very happy. It's a good thing I didn't embarrass my dad. I hope he can realize this too..." The more she spoke, the lower her voice became, and the eyes that were flying when she was praised gradually gradually faded away. Dim down, sitting there blankly like a lifeless rag doll.

He vaguely sensed the signs, and said, "But you don't look happy."

Tong En was stunned, and said with a wry smile: "If you have worked so hard to make even a little achievement that is not recognized, then you will not be happy."

"Oh? Sepheus has made it hard for you." He guessed at any time, but for some reason he used an affirmative sentence.

She was surprised again: "You know my father?"

"I have a little impression. I have a good relationship with Howard, so..." Steve shrugged and made a simple statement. Tong En immediately understood, and he was a little dumbfounded. Do high-quality men have a Twitter contact group?Why do they all know each other!

"why are you laughing?"

"I finally understand why my dad forced me into such a dangerous organization. It turns out that it's all related!" She squeezed out a smile, not sure if she was mocking herself or had other meanings.

"Don't think too much, Tony said that your work efficiency has slowed down in the past two days, and you have made some messy plans." Steve quickly took the noodles out of the pot, drained the water, and put them in the bowl in front of him. In the two plates, he turned around and turned off the stove, not forgetting to pick up the conversation.

"I understand so clearly!" Tong En tilted his head, looking at him with some tentative eyes, "Could it be the sincere 'consolation' brought by my father and the others?"

For the first time, he felt guilty. Damn it, he was obviously helping others do good things!

"It's a good idea, but it's a pity it's not." He twitched the corners of his mouth and heaved a sigh of relief. It was your friendly boss who came up with the idea, I would say? "I just care about you."