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

Chapter 68 C'est la vie. This is life

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After taking care of the miscellaneous soldiers of Aim and Hydra, the Avengers still couldn't ask the specific usage of the space-time bridge that fell into their hands from the big-headed doll alliance who forced their faces and fled while laughing. A little frustrated.

Clint tried to make everyone happy by mentioning some interesting things, but he didn't expect that Hulk and Thor would fight again, and everyone left the table to try to persuade the fight, and the situation became a little chaotic.

But they were not at all worried that such recklessness during the flight would be unsafe, because in addition to Jarvis in autopilot mode going online, Tony and Steve, who were sitting in the main and co-pilot seats in front of the control panel, were also supervising the flight.

"Tony, I want to ask you something." Steve glanced back to confirm that the place was not calm, and then asked in a low voice, "Generally, what...how should I say it, is more suitable as a formal gift for a girl?" Child? You are more experienced, I think Hua doesn't have that sense of formality?"

Tony, who was lowering his head to connect the cable and charge his armor, suddenly raised his head and asked exaggeratedly: "My God, what did I hear, which girl do you like?!"

Before Steve could stop him, he had already shouted.

The effect of this sentence is better than a day off. I saw that there was a sudden silence behind me, and the commotion subsided quite peacefully, as if everyone had reached an agreement, and they gathered at the fastest speed, staring at the protagonist.

Steve's smile was a little dangerous, and he stared at Tony: "You can speak louder."

He pretended not to see it, and turned his face away to whistle. Starting from "louder, louderthanalion", it was the song of Sister Guo, with a surprisingly cheerful tune, which made me feel particularly embarrassed after listening to it.

"What's the matter, is the old guy finally going back to love?" Clint teased.

"Please don't tell me that I'm getting back together with Sharon, I can't get along with that woman."

Natasha ignored the chatter of others, frowned, sat down on the armrest of Tony's chair, and slightly raised her chin towards Steve: "Is it Tong En?"

The cabin became quiet again, but this time even Steve was stunned.

"How do you even know this?"

"Super spy, understand?" She rolled her signature eyes, chewed her gum, and looked quite casual, "You guessed it right away, Tong En took the initiative to get very close to you, and you were nervous when she had something to do. "

"Wait, so it's really Tong En? I mean it's just the captain's special care. How can I say... I really dote on her?" Peter was still a little unclear about the situation.

Wanda gave him a squinting look: "When did you see him still not angry when he saw other people messing around a lot, and even put ice packs on them after training? Take care, are you sure it's not spoiling?"

"Like an old father," Clint took over.

"I'm older than her. Physically and psychologically, I should take more care, otherwise I won't be at ease. She is too impulsive and too young, like a fragile glass doll."

"Hey, listen, the old man has attacked female college students, and he still speaks so nasty," Tony flinched, pretending to shake the goosebumps that didn't exist on his body, "I underestimated you Steve, young man Girls really like this, it's a must kill, you're a teacher."

Steve sighed, squeezed the bridge of his nose hard, and tried to defend himself: "Don't make trouble, I'm serious, I want to prepare well, because I have been avoiding and backing away all the time. Since I want to To take this step, I should do something."

Everyone's expressions were different, and they were secretly amazed in their hearts. They didn't expect Tong En to be the one who took the initiative at such a young age.They couldn't help worrying about Steve, Captain America, who couldn't use his fists in love and took the initiative to defeat the enemy, who would believe it.

"Girls, jewellery, bags, or an exquisite dinner, girls are easy to coax. As long as you prepare carefully and say something sweet, you will be moved. The most important thing is your heart, and then do what you want Okay." Tony opened his mouth without thinking.

Steve silently repeated his words in his heart, nodded, with a thoughtful look on his clothes.

"Steve? Are you listening?"

Tong En looked up from the desk, saw that he was silent for a long time without any response, so he couldn't help calling out.

"Huh? I'm listening, commercial banks and investment banks, and then?"

Steve came back to his senses, changed his sitting position, and smiled brightly at her.

She looked Steve up and down with her eyes, and couldn't tell what was strange, so she continued to explain. "Well, after the Great Depression, Congress wanted to put up a firewall to separate the two banks, so that even if all the investment banks on Wall Street failed, the commercial banks would not be affected at all.

"So Congress passed the Glass-Steagall Act, which created the longest period of sustained economic growth in American history... You know what, Steve, if you're not interested in finance, you can just say so , I don’t think we’re inappropriate or boring just because we have nothing in common with each other in our day-to-day work.”

She shrugged. "You know, it's pretty busy doing PR for Tony."

"Of course I am interested, why do you think so. Don't forget that my learning ability is also quadruple. I am the one who asked this question. I am naturally interested in understanding it thoroughly. More importantly," he took a deep breath , meeting Tong En's puzzled eyes, "I also want to know more about you, your major, your hobbies, all kinds of things you like."

He hesitated, thought for a while, and repeated again: "Yes, what do you like? Besides your work."

"Steve, I don't like working." She was dumbfounded.

"Then you are always buried in your work and often work overtime."

"That's a responsibility. You have to do your best when you choose a job," Tong En said in a serious and serious tone. "To be honest, I don't have much feeling for any profession. I can't say whether I like it or not. At the beginning, I just Everyone is saying that finance is very hot, and I think it’s not bad, and my parents encouraged me to try it. Even if I do public relations now, fortunately, there are many things that can be used, neither good nor bad.”

Steve couldn't help but frowned: "You don't have a favorite job or something to do? How can people not find their favorite ambition? Living like this, won't it be boring?"

The girl on the opposite side stopped typing, and the crisp knocking sound stopped abruptly.

"Everyone wants what they yearn for, but not everyone can afford it. Except for the little bit of specialness among thousands of things, everything else is the same. Get used to boring things and try to live a good life. this is life."

He couldn't help but be taken aback.

Tong En Spano is only in her early twenties. Strictly speaking, the end of this summer vacation means the beginning of her real step into the society. She should be a naive and innocent girl who has not been deeply involved in the world, but she always has doubts about things. With the most thorough cognitions and insights, sometimes even unexpected.

"Cool," he thought for a while before he managed to squeeze out a short exclamation, "Knowing that you are more mature than we imagined, is it a good thing or a bad thing. So, would you mind revealing some real interest, young man ? That's a little bit special."

She pondered for a moment, and just about to answer, after a second thought, a playful smile appeared on her lips: "Wait a minute, shouldn't you introduce yourself first before asking others? This is considered communication. What special thing do you have?" Enough to take a place in your heart?"

Steve, who was suddenly asked back, was caught off guard, but he quickly reacted and accepted the conversation openly.

"Me? The components of my leisure life are actually very simple. When it comes to hobbies, that is painting. Fortunately, I have not abandoned this skill since I was a child; after that, fishing should also be counted. When I was a child in the port, my father often took me. Going fishing, those days should be regarded as one of the happiest times in my life."

As he spoke, his eyes dimmed, and he barely moved the corners of his mouth.

"After all, I was never able to see him again. I can only miss the past experience, decades, until the memory is blurred, and even the details and the appearance of each other are gradually forgotten."

"Is there no photo or something? Even if...you can't see him anymore, at least you have a photo to freeze the memory." Tong En chose his words carefully.

Steve smiled wryly, shook his head, and said in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something trivial: "If there is, how could I forget it, but I can't even find one. Before it was frozen , I clearly remember that there was a photo in my wallet that I never left after I joined the army, but when I woke up, I found that it didn’t exist there, maybe I simply remembered it wrong? After all, I have been asleep for so long.”

She fell into silence because of the sudden sad atmosphere and the unconcealable regret in Steve's mouth, her heart was covered with a haze, and she was aching like a tugging pain.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"What? Ah, never mind, I just mentioned it in passing, other than that, my favorite thing is to hang out with you all. You know, it's comfortable to do nothing but relax, "Steve shrugged his shoulders, smiling unabated, his blue eyes reflected a kind of coolness unique to cold tones, "It's your turn this time, young lady."

"Well, like you, I like being together. I like roses and sweet things... No, I won't say anything special. Even if I say it, it won't happen. It's just easy. It's just a broken dream."

"Since it can't be achieved, it's okay to say it, just like me." Steve's tone was casual, but his eyes were fixed on Tong En, moving with her every move.

Under Steve's usual irresistible persuasiveness, she was finally defeated and sighed silently.

"Well, I've always...wanted a wand."

Steve's eyes showed unconcealable surprise.

"I can't help it. My brother, my father, and my aunt all have them, and so does my cousin. It's like a fairy wand... only certain people deserve to have it. This in itself is a kind of silent comparison and hurt. I am very wronged! It's just Just out of that feeling."

Before Steve could say anything, Tong En, who was already waving his hands and trying desperately to explain, looked embarrassed yet cute, which made him laugh.

"Oh, I understand now, smart ghost," Tong En recalled, with a smile between his brows and eyes, "this is the implication, you are not interested in any economic and financial problems at all."

"Then you're blaming me wrong. Tony and the others make fun of me every day for not being able to keep up with the times. You won't understand this kind of embarrassment."

Tong En frowned slightly, and asked back: "Really? Then tell me, let's talk about the difference between commercial banks and investment banks at the beginning?"

Steve opened his mouth, and a red tide of embarrassment appeared on his handsome face.

"I'm sorry, I think I really lost my mind...it's not your reason, you're very lively and interesting, it's me, I thought of something else." He lowered his eyes and touched his nose.

"Okay, let me say it again, it's the last time, I don't like economics as much as I like you," Tong En winked at him playfully, but found that the red tide had spread to his ears.

Steve walked out of Tong En's office with a smile, and met Tony in the elevator room on the top floor, who was about to go to the basement to collect materials.Tony looked Steve up and down, and broke the silence first with a teasing tone.

"I heard that you went to Tong En to give you a bachelor's degree? How is the macroeconomics class?"

"It's not bad, I have a good teacher." He looked at Tony, and couldn't help saying: "Do you know that a president named Bill Clinton signed the abolition of the Glass Act?"

"Yes, everyone knows."

Steve withdrew his gaze, turned his face away, and whispered, "Well, everyone knows now."

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