[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

When Coulson came back, he saw three people chatting in the cabin, and they all looked happy. When Thor saw them, he stood up and showed a hearty smile: "Hello."

He didn't wipe his hair at all just now, and when he turned his head, the water droplets from the tail of his hair splashed on Tony's face. Tony wiped his face with a towel, raised his eyebrows and hid back, and said a little incredulously: "Now the distance It's been 15 minutes since you rolled in the sea, Thor, why are you still so wet?!"

Thor turned his head to look at Tony's appearance, smiled so much that he showed his white teeth, reached out and patted Tony on the shoulder, and apologized without sincerity: "I'm sorry, I don't want to either."

Lydia looked at the towel he threw on the ground, he didn't wipe anything except his arms, the soles of his feet were almost covered with water, and the cloak behind him was still dripping.

And Tony looks much dry, he has already taken off his armor at the moment, and the huge armor is smartly folded into a briefcase-sized box at his feet. The waterproofness of this armor is very good, although He had been in the sea for a while like Thor, but he wasn't wet anywhere but his head.

Even Coulson, who was tired of dealing with reporters, couldn't help but smile when he heard the conversation between the two of them. He shook his head while laughing: "Okay, heroes, tomorrow's headline must be about tonight. Maybe you can watch the midnight news when you get home."

Tony shrugged, sat in the pilot's seat of the plane, leaned on the armrest with his elbows, and pressed his forehead with a nonchalant expression: "This is not the first time... Rather than worrying about this, it's better to go to bed early."

The plane stopped on the apron of S.H.I.E.L.D., and the rest of the people went back. Lydia, who was walking at the end, was stopped by Coulson: "Lydia, I'm afraid we still have something to discuss with you."

Lydia glanced in front of Tony and Pietro who had stopped in their tracks, and said to them without asking what was going on, "Let's go first."

Pietro glanced at Coulson, curled his lips and said with displeasure: "But he doesn't look like a good person."

"You don't have to worry about that," Lydia laughed, turned around and walked to Coulson's side, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said slowly, " He can't beat me at all."

Coulson thought she was going to say something about their relationship, but he didn't expect Lydia to say such a thing.

He smiled helplessly at Pietro, the silver-haired boy puffed up his face a little unhappy, glared at him, then turned around and saw Tony standing beside him, and became even angrier.

Tony's eyes flicked between Lydia and Coulson, without saying anything, he took out the car keys from his pocket, and put his arm around Pietro's shoulder: "Maybe I can give you a ride. "

Pietro said angrily in the next second: "No need, I will go back by myself, I can run much faster than your car."

The second he finished speaking, he disappeared, and Tony also walked out of the door.

Lydia stood up straight in the next second, covered her mouth and yawned, the arc of her mouth dropped a lot, she folded her arms and looked at Coulson with a half-smile: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Coulson didn't care about her attitude at all. He smiled and said nothing. He led the way and led Lydia to a meeting room not far away.

Fury sat on the chair at the end of the long table and turned around, without any change in expression, he said, "Sit wherever you want."

Lydia was also polite, and sat directly on the seat closest to the door, staring at him, Fury's voice was very calm: "You did a very good job tonight."

Lydia didn't speak, leaned on the back of the chair, and looked at the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. with the corners of her mouth upturned. Fury didn't hear the response and was not in a hurry. He looked at Lydia with one eye and pressed on the table. The big screen lit up: "This is the news about this matter, you have solved a lot of trouble for us."

Lydia's attention was drawn to the big screen, which had sixteen small windows, half of which had her own face on it—to be honest, seeing her face appear in this kind of news I always find it weird.

But even though he looked a bit embarrassed at the time, he was still pretty.

Lydia thought happily with the corners of her lips curled up.

Many scenes showed her gesture of turning the microphone on. The voices of the sixteen reporters were messed up, but they didn't sound like bad words.

Most of them were speculating on Lydia's identity, and thanking Lydia for saving people. Only one or two reporters complained that she didn't save those poor people who fell into the sea and died on the bridge.

She couldn't save the people in the sea, and the dead on the bridge basically died on the spot, so she couldn't save them in time.

Fury didn't know what to press again, and a batch of interviews changed on the screen. Some reporters went to interview witnesses, and almost everyone belonged to Qualidia.

After watching a few waves of interviews, Lydia shrugged at Fury and smiled: "It doesn't seem wrong. I saved people and they praised me, which is fair."

"The key is that most people praise you." Fury retracted his gaze from the screen and opened another set of videos.

In order to understand those superheroes, Lydia once watched all the superhero videos she could find on Youtube and various video sites. She had watched every one of these videos and recognized them quickly.

This is an interview when the Avengers were first established. At that time, they seemed to have beaten off a group of aliens, and Tony flew into the sky with a missile in his arms.

At that time, she had just entered the newspaper office and had not been assigned to the Super English section. It was just that her instinct to go where the danger was, she couldn't help teleporting from home to the scene to experience the battle. She remembered that she was still taking advantage of the Randomly knocked down a few aliens.

But because they failed to save everyone, the Avengers were scolded by many people, and Lydia once wrote this kind of thing in her own report.

The Avengers has been developed to the present, and it has always been mixed. There are no fewer people who scold them than admire them. Lydia understood what Fury meant, and she smiled and said nothing.

I know you care about those people," Fury stood up from the chair, walked in front of Lydia, and asked in a calm tone, "Miss Morrison, are you willing to join the Avengers? "

Lydia also stood up from the chair, and looked past him to the screen. Some people were preaching the "Reunion Threat Theory". She turned her gaze to look at Fury, and smiled slowly. His eyelashes moved slightly: "Thank you very much for your invitation, but my answer is the same as last time."

"I refuse." Lydia said directly, the smile on her face deepened, and she continued, "I think we are more suitable for cooperation."

Finally, a puzzled expression appeared on Fury's flat face. Lydia glanced at Coulson, bypassed Fury and walked in this conference room: "After Coulson invited me last time, , I've thought about it."

"When I saw the report of me and Steve, I finally thought of the answer." Lydia put her left hand lightly on the back of a chair, turned her head slightly and said, "Why don't I start a company?" Woolen cloth?"

"I know so many superheroes, and I know so many reporters who want to interview them," Lydia's hand traced along the arc of the chair back, her voice was very soft, but the conference room was very quiet at the moment , Her voice came into Fury's ears clearly, "Of course we can't control the pen in the reporter's hand, but sometimes we can choose a win-win situation."

There was a trace of doubt on Fu Ruiping's face. Lydia tilted her head and thought about her wording, and quickly corrected it: "No, or four wins."

"I guess you should know my forum?" Lydia turned around with her heels as the center, and then threw her whole body on the chair Fury was sitting on just now, and the rollers under the chair slid her to the side About a meter.

"The one that Agent Coulson often goes to, I do know." Fury nodded, and added after a while, "I've been there too, it's a very good forum."

Lydia smiled. Her forum is not a secret. Anyone can access it with the URL. The only difficulty is to get the personal information of those members.

"Selling these without my consent always makes me feel a little uneasy and guilty," Lydia said with a sincere face, her elbows resting on the table, her hands crossed, and her chin rested gently on the back of her hands, green He fixed his eyes on Fu Rui, "I hope my new company can be authorized, and that's up to you—of course, it would be even better to be able to persuade them to come to the platform occasionally."

This is not a difficult task. After all, the government has already sold a lot of American team cards, and those superheroes have long been considered public figures. It is not difficult to persuade them to take pictures. Fury agreed without hesitation. Come down, as for the platform or something, he can do his best.

"My company mainly sells superhero items, and by the way, I can also solve some small troubles for them." Lydia stared at him for a while and smiled, "After all, the more popular the heroes are, the more my business will be." good."

"The contradiction between superheroes and ordinary people lies in the damage they caused and the injured or even dead relatives." Lydia blinked and showed a confident smile, "What if we can repair those buildings and treat those people? "

"They will be the most popular people in this era." Lydia's voice was not loud, but Fu Rui heard her every word and every short sentence clearly. He had to admit that he was convinced.

He collected himself and tried his best to get his thoughts back on track: "Who is the other force?"

"You should know about them," Lydia stood up happily from her chair. "For centuries, they have been hiding in the crowd incognito. Now is the time for them to appear openly."

Fu Rui suddenly remembered the customized list in Lydia's forum, and he said with a complicated mood: "Wizards."