[Comprehensive British and American] Domineering heroine talks too much

Report of the press conference

The rain in New York at the end of August fell, crackling on the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Song Xin rolled up the sleeves of her sun protection shirt and looked out of the glass. She saw Logan leaning against the glass outside, looking at her as well.

The doctor wearing a white coat in front of him skillfully picked up the blood collection needle and tied a tourniquet on Song Xin's arm. Song Xin did a long time of mental training for herself, and finally succeeded—when the doctor pierced Song Xin's blood vessel with the needle, Song Xin just gritted her teeth and watched the blood flow into the blood collection device.

Song Xin raised her head blankly and looked at the big screen hanging on the wall of the medical room. On it was a live broadcast. The host was a blonde woman, and there was a photo next to it. In the photo, Robert was pointing at a long | His face was smooth and smooth.

The scroll bar below reads 'CIA Holds Press Conference on Wizards' Existence'.

The host said: "At 02:30 p.m., Robert Benjamin Wallace, the spokesperson of the US Department of Homeland Security, held a press conference on the recent rumors about wizards and magic. At the press conference, he stated that everything is true. Yes, but the spokesman remained silent when asked by reporters if 'there is any response from the authorities to the current panic'."

Song Xin looked at the screen, and then the screen switched to the broadcast:

——"The existence of the magic society also shocked us, just like the mutants, we are more willing to believe that it is a factor of social instability. Ordinary people have no resistance to this group. We are trying to launch a registration form for magic people. They are controlling to reduce the panic of people..."

On the screen, Robert's face was smooth and slippery, and he was wearing a layer of CPB foundation. When he was illuminated by the flash, he was as pale as a ghost climbing up from hell.

The host's face appeared again in the lower left corner, and the host said, "However, one of the interesting things about this press conference is that when asked about the source of the speaker's information, the Department of Homeland Security did not avoid talking about it as usual- —”

Robert said on the screen: "As for the source of the news, I need to thank one person in particular. She is our informant at Xavier School for Gifted Youngsters, named Song Xin—if it wasn't for her great help—"

The word "Full Assistance" was bitten extremely hard, with a bit of vicious meaning.

Robert looked straight at the cannon barrel mockingly and said: "——we will not have today's results. Thank you Miss Song for your help, sincerely."

Song Xin gritted her teeth immediately.

She looked at Logan outside the glass, and Logan gave her a comforting smile. Song Xin's nose was sore, and the hostess on TV said with great interest:

"This Song Xin is the reporter who wrote several reports on mutants that have been raging during this period... This is the first time that a CIA spokesperson exposed his informant at a press conference..."

Song Xin stared at the screen, as if she wanted to stare through it, no wonder - no wonder the customs officer reacted so strongly to her name.

The doctor who drew her blood sent the blood to be tested, and when he came back, he gave Song Xin a further examination with a set of equipment. Seeing Song Xin's gaze, he suddenly asked interestingly:

"Are you the Song Xin they mentioned?" The doctor took off his glasses and wiped them off, "You are the informant mentioned by the CIA at today's press conference?"

Song Xin said dryly, "I'm not anymore."

The doctor asked: "Resigned?"

"The work philosophy doesn't match." Song Xin said, "I resigned last week."

The doctor said in a clear voice: "So you are being retaliated against?"

Song Xin nodded: "...It's sort of."

The doctor nodded to express understanding, and did not continue to comment on this incident, but said to Song Xin: "Open your mouth, I want to see your tonsils."

Song Xin opened her mouth obediently, just like the first time she was tied up in front of Robert for the first systematic inspection.

Song Xin finished the examination and walked out of the medical room with her schoolbag in her arms. Logan who was outside greeted her, took the little girl's pink-blue schoolbag and carried it on her shoulder.Logan looks tough, and he feels out of place with that bag on his back.

"Why do you suddenly have to register you?" Logan wondered, "Did someone report you?"

Song Xin nodded wearily, and said, "Probably...but I should have done this registration."

Logan sighed and said, "That's fine, don't worry, at most, the procedures for going abroad are cumbersome. I'll let them go first, and I'll take a taxi back with you."

Song Xin said bitterly: "Actually, my status as a mutant will affect my green card application...but it doesn't matter anymore. It's no use thinking so much after we've reached this point."

Logan said: "What does it matter if you have a green card or not? Think too much."

Luo Gen led Song Xin forward, towards the entrance, Song Xin whispered: "... Logan, what kind of person do you think I am?"

Logan Howlett said: "Emotional intelligence is not very good."

Song Xin: "..."

Song Xin said in a heartbroken voice, "Be serious! I'm serious about asking this question!"

Logan: "I'm also serious, my EQ is not very high."

Song Xin: "..."

Then Logan said with a smile: "But people are very black and white. This is a shortcoming and an advantage."

Song Xin: "...Oh..."

There are people coming and going in the airport, the hall is empty, the marble reflects the people coming and going, the pale modern people dragging the trolley case and walking past without changing their expressions, Song Xin said to Logan:

"Actually, when we ordinary girls ask this question..." Song Xin was wearing a pink T-shirt and a white sunscreen shirt. In the cool-toned entrance, it was the only gorgeous drop of paint.

She rolled her eyes with a smile, and sweetly said to Logan: "——I want my boyfriend to praise us."

Then Song Xin stood on tiptoe without waiting for Logan's response, and kissed Logan at the entrance, with lingering lips and teeth.

Outside the entrance, there was a strong storm, and the sky and sky were all gray, like a harbinger of a storm.

Logan was sitting in the taxi, his face still flushed, and he complained: "...If you want people to praise you, just say it, you little girl has a lot of things."

Song Xin looked at him with a smile, and Logan looked at Song Xin for a moment, turned his face away, his ears were all red.

Then Logan asked as if changing the subject: "Little friend, you only mentioned your parents to me, but you didn't mention where your home is?"

Song Xin was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Well—this is a question, where my passport was issued, that's where my home is."

Logan: "...Shanghai?"

Song Xin smiled and nodded: "Next to T University, my mother is the type of strong woman in my family, so I bought the house to accommodate my mother's job. There are many delicious food nearby! I especially like the snack street over there ...Although it is dirty, my steel-like stomach will be afraid of such a small thing!"

But Luo Gen looked at Song Xin, startled for a while, and said to Song Xin, "What's on your mind?"

Song Xin scratched her head embarrassingly: "...Well. I don't know how to say it."

Song Xin felt her nose sore as she spoke, so she hurriedly turned her head and looked out the window.

Madeleine said that something would happen to her when she went to London this time, and Song Xin thought of her mother again at that moment.

What to do, Song Xin thought blankly, but probably no one in this world has had a second similar experience.She held back her tears, Robert seemed crazy, dragged Song Xin out to flog the corpse on that occasion, it was an occasion that attracted a lot of attention, now Song Xin was dragged into the spotlight of the world.

Everyone in the world is watching the launch.

The driver didn't play any relevant content, the radio in his car was streaming jazz, Song Xin was almost thankful that she had at least temporarily escaped from that reality.

She didn't dare to insert the newly reissued SIM card into the new phone, because Song Xin knew that those spit stars could drown herself.

Robert was a smart, aggressive lunatic, [-] percent of the time, and this kind of lunatic was the worst kind.Song Xin felt that he was trying to drag herself into hell together.

impossible.Song Xin told herself, how could she perish with this kind of person?

——But where is the exit of this dead end?

Song Xin is already a well-known person, and it is not an exaggeration to say that she is on the cusp of the storm. If Song Xin is a passer-by, Robert will finish talking. No one can make trouble with an informant, but the problem is that Song Xin already has one. Familiarity, and a twitter for them to vent.

Taxi drives through the busy world, the city lights are just on, the lights are feasting, and people are busy passing by, each with their own suffering and life.

But no one has this 22-year-old girl.

Xavier Gifted Junior School.

Logan opened the umbrella for Song Xin, and only Madeleine was waiting at the door. When Madeleine saw the two people walking out, her jaw dropped in shock.

Logan Howlett had no interest in cuddling in public. He kissed Song Xin in the car and let her and Madeleine go back. Madeleine helped Song Xin carry the luggage with one hand, and walked along the other Go up the stairs, and ask furtively after Logan leaves:

Madeleine Cooper: "The strategy was successful?"

Song Xin's face turned red immediately: "...Forget it, let's do it."

"It's all fine—" Madeleine said in surprise, "I thought your EQ was useless. I'm relieved to see you come back well."

Song Xin's face was flushed: "Anyway, it's a very long story, I'll go back and take a shower and tell you!"

Then Madeleine paused and asked, "I watched that press conference."

Song Xin was taken aback: "...Huh?"

Madeleine said: "You really don't show your face... I thought you had no intentions, but I didn't expect it."

Song Xin's eyes turned red all of a sudden: "...Eh."

"To tell you the truth, I hope you don't talk to me tonight." Madeleine held Song Xin's suitcase and said, "I cherish you as a friend, and I don't want to say anything too exaggerated. When I calm down, I will will tell you."

The lights in the corridor were flickering, and the strong rainy wind blew in. Madeleine opened the door of their dormitory, and there was no change in the dormitory from two weeks ago.

Song Xin's eyes were red as she looked at Madeleine.

Madeleine ignored Song Xin's gaze, and calmly said, "I'll go to the next bedroom, you can take a shower and rest."

Then Madeleine put down Song Xin's luggage, turned on the light in the bathroom, unconsciously put her hand on Song Xin's shoulder, and immediately put it back like an electric shock.

When she closed the door, Song Xin blinked in the direction she was leaving, blinked again, and suppressed tears back into her eyes.The last ray of skylight leaked through the undrawn curtains, and the rain washed the ground loudly after a thunderclap.

Madeleine didn't come back that night, and Song Xin curled up on the bed alone, unable to fall asleep.

In thunderstorm weather, Song Xin has been afraid of thunder since she was a child, and can't sleep because of the fear of thunder. This problem has actually been cured for many years, but Song Xin's old disease relapsed tonight, and her teeth chatter because of fear of thunder.

Be patient, Song Xin told herself, hid under the blanket and covered her ears, then the wind blew up outside, Song Xin glanced at her phone, the weather forecast showed:

'Typhoon [Rena] will make landfall in New York at 1:23 tomorrow morning...'

It turned out that there was a typhoon.Song Xin closed her eyes, but then there was a muffled thunder, and Song Xin hugged her little yellow duck pillow tremblingly.

To be honest, Song Xin had expected this kind of thing a long time ago - but expecting it and actually experiencing it are two completely different things.

And how can such a thing be solved?

What can I do?

This is a problem that even celebrities and professional public relations cannot solve. Robert's idea is to let the public opinion overwhelm Song Xin.Xing'er can drown Song Xin with a mouthful of saliva, but Song Xin is just a person, a person with nothing special.

Song Xin felt lonely and helpless like never before.

And at night like this, loneliness and helplessness can kill people, Song Xin covered her ears, wanted to call her mother but didn't have the strength to insert the SIM card.

There was a thunderous bang, like a god who broke the sky and opened the earth.

Song Xin uncontrollably crawled off the bed, trembling and barefoot, she stepped on the cold wooden floor, the flickering lights in the corridor, the camellias in the vase, and the strong wind and rain sweeping the world—run To Logan's room.

The plaster cupids are taped, and the corridors are empty except for the warm lights.

With loose hair and holding back tears, Song Xin knocked on Mr. Wolverine's door.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the old Beijing 篗刖悦儿酱 (are you a noodle with fried sauce), the nutrient solution =3=!

Thanks to Amber and Jenny for mine!

Robert is probably about to...get his lunch!