[Zhongyingmei] There is always a villain kidnapping me

According to Bruce's original idea, he would have a negotiation with the people from S.H.I.E.L.D., but in the end he would achieve what he wanted.

To some extent, the result he planned was achieved.

It's just that there was an accident in the middle——

Although Bruce didn't want to recall the accident very much, especially when he stood under the shower head, washed it several times, and even changed a suit of clothes, he still felt that smell on him.

Well, Bruce thought, at least he'd been proven about Brody's little gadget.

Apparently great, better than he'd even expected.

After all, even wartime hero Captain America has been brought down by this gadget.

In the lounge, Director Fury was drinking from a teacup. He also changed into a suit of clothes. After washing, the top of his head looked so bright that it gave people the illusion of reflection. He looked up at Bruce who walked in, and said: "Is this a new product developed by your company, Mr. Wayne?"

"Just a little thing."

Fury: "I'm very interested in this kind of gadget. Maybe SHIELD will cooperate with Wayne Group to purchase this kind of gadget in the future." Speaking of the word 'gadget' at the end, Fury's expression became It's a little subtle, probably thinking of the smell that broke through the limit of human sense of smell.

"It hurts."

The blond man sitting on the other side of the sofa said, he kneaded the bridge of his nose, and his tone was a little helpless. For his optimized physique, he was probably the worst of the three.

"It is even more unbearable than the biological and chemical weapons I encountered during the war." It simply destroys people's sense of smell.

"If it is launched as a product, I think I will definitely add an advertising slogan-'A weapon that even Captain America can defeat'-presumably sales will be greatly improved."

Bruce made a joke.

"Uh," Captain America couldn't help but said, "Actually, I want to know who made it."

Brody Gadget Maker Wayne didn't know that the finished product he gave to his brother had been used, and even the Director of S.H.I.E.L.D. and even Captain America, a national hero, felt its power.

He is enjoying the delicious food.

"This tastes really good—"

"Ah, this is a bit too sweet, Clark, if you like sweetness, you can try it—"

"Wow, this tastes amazing!"

It wasn't until he burped after eating that he realized that he was holding on a little bit, and then he remembered that he was addicted to food and even forgot his friends for a while, so he quickly looked up at Clark who was sitting opposite him.

In the end, he found that his friend was propping his chin with one hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was staring at him under the lens, with a gentle smile inside. He obviously didn't mind his friend ignoring him because of the delicious food.

Brody tilted his head.

Although there is not much age difference between him and Clark, Brody felt that he was being embraced by the other party. He felt a little embarrassed, cleared his throat, and immediately said: "Then, let's start the interview now."

After the food on the table was cleaned up, it returned to a neat and clean look.

"Is there anything I need to do?" Brody asked. "Is there any gesture or behavior that should be taboo, I'm not familiar with that."

Clark looked at Brody talking, straightened his back, looked at himself with azure blue eyes, revealing humility inside, Clark couldn't help feeling that if Brody folded his hands flat on the table at this time, probably The illusion of an obedient and well-behaved elementary school student.

Brody heard a chuckle, which made him look a little dazed.

"What's wrong? Did I get something wrong?"

"No, nothing," Clark said with a smile in his voice, he didn't say what he thought just now, but coughed lightly, "Just keep your most natural posture, and you don't need to do anything special."

As Clark said, the whole interview process was relaxed and natural, and Brody felt that it was not much different from his usual time with Clark, and he basically heard nothing that violated his personal sphere.

"That's all?" Brody said.

Clark raised the notebook in his hand, which was full of content, "I think these are enough."

Brody thought for a while, and took the initiative to say: "You can actually ask again, Clark, as long as I want to say, I can tell you." He sighed, worried about his friend's character, to be honest Clark's temper is really good, but it's a bit of a disadvantage at work.

Brody was pleased with his friend's thoughtfulness, but he was a little worried that such an exclusive interview might not bring Clark more help.

Clark pursed his lips, with a thoughtful expression on his face, he turned his pen around, and then smiled, "Then, one last question."

Brody showed an 'I'm listening carefully' expression.

"Tell me what kind of person you like?" Clark said.

Brody froze: "Is that all?"

Clark nodded, and he said with a smile: "I think those people must be very concerned about this issue, after all, you are from the Wayne family."

"What kind of person do you like..." Brody frowned and thought about it. After a while, he held back his words, "Actually, I haven't thought about it, but if I have to say it, I think I like people who have a brighter personality. of."

This sentence was recorded and included in the interview. When Clark returned to the newspaper office with his notebook, sorted out a properly formatted document, and handed it to his boss, he saw his The boss looked surprised.

"I'm surprised that you can maintain this friendship, Clark," said his boss, patting him on the shoulder with a little relief, "When this interview comes out, everyone in the industry must be shocked by it. Your There will be a huge career boost.”

Because this means that Clark, as a small reporter, has done something that many big reporters have failed to do.

The editor-in-chief of Perry made the decision to print the interview immediately, and it became the headline of the next issue, and as he expected, the subscription of this issue of the newspaper was surprisingly good.

It all comes down to Brody's lifestyle.

Instead of showing up at parties like his older brother Bruce, he always stayed out of the spotlight at the manor, stingy enough to make all the media feel embarrassed because they lost a humanoid walking topic.

So when they found out that the Planet Daily actually got Brody's first interview—and also the first interview—they immediately bought it, detailed every word, and then carried out various reports. :

'Brody Wayne's first newspaper interview means he'll be in the spotlight'

'First show!This young master who belongs to Gotham shows his demeanor to the world! '

But none of this compares to one of the hotter topics——

'Billionaire's brother publicly expressed love to Tony Stark, expressing his liking for his cheerful personality'

Alfred, who was behind the newspaper, read the headline slowly. He pushed his glasses and said solemnly: "Master Brody, do you need me to contact Mr. Stark, for example, to make a date or something."

Brody showed a distressed expression on his face, "Why do they always associate me with Tony, we are just friends, and they can't think about the women I'm talking about?"

"Probably more topical." Alfred touched his chin. "I still remember the photo of you and Mr. Stark, Master. Obviously, they also remember it."

Brody picked up the bread and took a bite, his mouth bulging, and he said vaguely, "Even if I really like men, it wouldn't be Tony." Although Tony is his friend now, Brody can I haven't forgotten Tony's mouth that is sometimes too poisonous, and he doesn't know the atmosphere, and says some inappropriate words.

Once you get angry, you really want someone to punch that face.

"If not Stark, who?"

A deep voice sounded, and another friend's gentle smile appeared in Brody's mind, and he said by the way: "Clark."

After he finished speaking, he chewed for a while before realizing who was talking just now, and immediately turned his head to look at the seat at the long table. Bruce, who was sitting at the seat, frowned slightly, and he took the napkin and wiped his mouth , said slowly and deeply: "So you really like men?"

"...Hey!" Brody swallowed the food in his mouth, and said angrily, "I like girls! Girls! It's just because you asked that question that I randomly found an answer."

"Mr. Kent is a good man, there is no doubt, but his personality is too gentle, so it is not easy to protect you, master," Alfred said aside, "If you really become lovers, maybe I should prepare some Lesson, so that Mr. Kent learned how to refuse rude requests from others."

"Afu!"

Brody immediately looked at the old butler again, emphasizing, "I'm just giving you an example!"

"Don't get excited, young master," Alfred said calmly, "You see, we are just making a hypothesis."

Bruce nodded slightly.

Brody: "..." He took a big bite of the bread angrily, not wanting to continue chatting with his family.

When he returned to his bedroom at night, he lay on the bed and sent messages to his friends.

[Tony: The news media is always like this, you only need to listen to what you like to hear, and you don’t need to care about the rest]

Tony, who is often under the spotlight, has a very chic attitude. He generously shared his attitude towards the media with his friends, and Brody thought it made sense.

Anyway, they probably know the authenticity of those headlines, as long as they ignore it.

Brody, who had been rumored twice about same-sex scandals, told himself this, ignoring the little worries in his heart—for example, whether the girl he likes in the future really thinks that his sexual orientation is gay.

"Ding-dong-"

Another beep sounded, and Brody clicked on the text message.

In the text message was a photo of a wooden carved puppy holding a small ball with its head raised under the light.

Brody recognized Brian at the first sight, because after the interview, Brody enthusiastically shared with Clark the photos he took of Brian, one of which was It's the way it holds the ball.

Brody rolled over on the bed, his little worries from before were thrown out of his mind without hesitation, his mind was full of wood carvings of his dog, and he didn't notice the silly smile on his face.

[Is this for me? ]

[Sure.

——FromCrk]

A simple word, but it seems to be able to feel the kind of considerate and gentle relief that belongs to a friend.

Brody was completely healed.

He means, he is about to have a wood carving of his dog, media, lovers, etc., is this important?