Chapter 120: Christmas
If there is one word to describe the psychological activities of many bigwigs, it is one word, hemp!
It's numb! It's really numb! The past year has not been as big as these two days! Who has seen the president disappear before!
Ay! See you today! And the next day he ran back on his own!
If you don't see it with your own eyes, who would dare to believe that this is true! I don't know, I thought this was a Christmas gift from the president, but it won't be Christmas in two days! A few of you who have stepped down to cheer the people up, and it should be a holiday blessing.
Who can stand this!
So Colonel James Rhodes, who was supposed to be a big hero and should even receive the Hero's Medal, went through a lot of twists and turns, but he didn't catch any fart, only received some verbal praise from the president and a negligible bonus.
What Rhodes wants to say about this is, what about the one who asks for food? Is he, a retired lieutenant, lacking that bonus? Lao Tzu pension is! Be! I know that it is a shame that the president was robbed by terrorists, and he can't say it, and the ugliness of the family can't be publicized, he understands, but you can't send me away with some rotten money, you know that you think I have made meritorious contributions, and you don't know that you think I have blackmailed the president! You're getting better, I can't get by!
Rod could basically imagine Stark's expression after he knew that he had been sent away with more than 100,000 dollars, and he could still use it to laugh at himself next year.
In a word, it's really unlucky, if you knew it earlier, you would have died in the sea of fire. The more Ma thought about it, the more angry he became, how could Ami be great again with such a leadership team! Scald!
The disgraced Rhodes flew away in a steel patriot suit.
On the other hand, the returning Iron Man successfully hugged the beauty, which is not because Stark suddenly found himself needing to spend more time caring for his secretary and lover.
But Miss Pebo finally understood. It's not that his man doesn't love himself, it's just that his emotional intelligence is not enough for him to express the love of a normal person, such as the two-story giant milk rabbit, and for example, he wants to design a battle suit for himself as a Christmas gift, God! Have you ever seen a woman who would love those cold machines?
If the mountain doesn't come to me, I'll go to the mountain. Pebo, who has figured it out, doesn't struggle anymore, anyway, it's a fact that can't be changed by putting this man on the stall, so it's better to enjoy it.
In the final analysis, the main reason why the relationship between the two can be maintained is that Pebo really loves Stark, and this woman has the opportunity to devote her body and mind to Stark. Stark is busy working as Iron Man, and she helps Stark take care of his company. Stark would even forget to eat and sleep when he sat up to study, and Pepo would rather have a big fight with him than drag him to sleep so that he would not die suddenly. Of course, Pebo is not unilateral, although Stark does not have much conscience, but at least he has, and occasionally sets his eyes on this woman who is single-minded about himself in his spare time.
The returning Stark not only reported the return of the beauty, but he also wanted a phoenix nirvana! He finally made up his mind, followed Pepo's advice, and took off the LED light on his chest.
Pleasantly surprised, Pebo found Stark a list of the world's top surgeons overnight and began to choose the one that best suited Stark. Then, after a night of discussion, the couple decided to undergo heart shrapnel removal surgery a week later at a hospital invested by Stark Group.
On the other side of New York, Caesar wasn't as happy as Stark, because he was thinking about the right to send gifts to his friends and family. This made him extremely busy, and it could even be said that he was in a hurry and anxious.
In the midst of this busyness, Elizabeth and Blake approached Caesar and dragged him out into the street to buy something for Christmas. Caesar, of course, couldn't refuse, so the family happily went out on the street.
The time came the morning before Christmas Eve.
The terrorist attacks could not resist the enthusiasm of the people for Christmas, and the first seven days of the bomb attacks of the adults were not over, and the people of New York City here enjoyed the excitement and joy of Christmas as if nothing had happened. Caesar has always admired this, and this is one of the few points that humanity has in mind, that is, always hopeful for the future.
Caesar finally prepared everyone's Christmas presents, and he gave each of his students a greeting card to give to them today. Hannah is special, so Caesar gave her a laptop with the latest model, hoping that she can put it to good use and study well. Afterwards, Caesar also regretted whether this behavior was a meat bun beating a dog. He prepared a new coffee cup for his female colleague, hoping that next time this girl could wear a lighter dress when she was going to tempt herself, the red and purple, Caesar was a little unbearable.
He prepared some dragon alchemy potions for Coulson's S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, and drank the life-saving ones at critical moments.
Of course, Caesar didn't forget Nick Fury, who called in the morning to send a holiday greeting.
Caesar even prepared a Christmas gift for Pierce, a collection of novels called Colmar Demar, which reflects the thoughts and thoughts of contemporary young people, and Caesar also refers to the psychological state of today's young people from this book.
The most important person to stay at the end, Caesar prepared a huge building block house for Blake that can be used as his house to live in, it is said that it will take a month to draw just to put it together, Caesar did not put it together, this is the toy he prepared for Blake, enough for him to play with a childhood.
As for Elizabeth's gift, Caesar shaved his beard in the morning and looked at himself in the mirror, this gift is not bad, right!? Hope Elizabeth likes it.
Caesar got up early today, and generally speaking, Caesar's routine is still very regular if he doesn't have a hangover.
Blake was also angry early, and ran to Caesar early, and said proudly: "Where's my Christmas present!" ”
Caesar: "Blake! You have to know that the word gift with his verb is to give, not to rob, you know? ”
Blake still held out his hand and blocked Caesar from letting him out of the bathroom, "So what about my gift?" ”
Caesar:..... I was so blind to reason with a three-year-old!
“ok! I'll show you your gifts! ”
Caesar took Blake in his arms, came to the living room, pointed to a large package, and said; "Look, that's your gift! Let's take it apart and take a look! ”
Blake happily ran towards the big package.
At this time, Elizabeth also rubbed her eyes and walked out of the bedroom, yawned and complained to Caesar: "What are you arguing about in the morning, don't you sleep?" ”
Caesar pointed to himself and said, "My Christmas present to you is to be a good husband for the day, my dear, show me as much as you like!" ”
Elizabeth stopped and looked Caesar up and down, "This is the strangest Christmas present I've received in more than thirty years of life, but I'm quite satisfied, at least you didn't buy a diamond ring or anything to perfunctory me." ”
Caesar, who was about to buy a diamond ring at the beginning, smiled and froze on his face.
In the evening, after the family had dinner, Elizabeth Blake led the room early and locked the door.
Caesar leaned against the wall with his arms and locked the door for Elizabeth, "I threw that kid's building blocks into the room too, he will stay up late tonight and won't disturb us." ”
Elizabeth, who locked the door, rolled her eyes at Caesar, "If it weren't for you, wouldn't I?" ”
Caesar: "What's my Christmas present?" It can't be you, right? ”
Elizabeth: "That's right, close your eyes and count dozens." ”
Caesar closed his eyes obediently, "I've seen movies with this kind of plot, I guess you'll be standing in front of me in a cosy Santa Claus when I open my eyes, right?" ”
"If you can learn to shut up, then we might have a little more fun with each other!" Elizabeth's voice came from Caesar's presence.
Caesar opened his eyes, and he saw a pair of scarlet eyes.
"Wow!"
Elizabeth, in her original form, stands in front of Caesar in a red Santa Claus suit.
"I remember you said you liked the way I look like a vampire? What do you think? You alright? ”
Caesar didn't speak, he had already begun to take off his pants.
Not everyone can celebrate Christmas as a holiday, and people like Coulson and agents from S.H.I.E.L.D. don't want to have it.
On Christmas Eve, someone eats turkey with their family, someone plays cards with their girlfriend in bed, and someone works overtime in the office.
Thomas brought a cup of coffee to the table in front of Coulson and glanced at the clock, "Mr. Coulson, you should rest at this time." ”
Coulson didn't look up, touched the coffee brought by Thomas and took a sip, "When I'm done, I'll go to rest soon." ”
Looking at the coffee in the cup that had the opportunity to be drunk in one go, Thomas twitched cheekily, this thing is something that people can drink without adding a little sugar, don't you feel bitter? Coulson wouldn't be an Italian!
Little knowledge, in the eyes of Italians, Americano is about the same as a glass of water. Normal people make coffee with water, and Italians fill coffee with water.
Thomas looked out the window, and through the glass, he saw a bright moon hanging in the sky.
"Mr. Coulson, what made you work here? I mean, why would you have to come to S.H.I.E.L.D. when you could have gone for an easier, safer job? ”
Coulson was silent for a while, keeping his movement of browsing the documents, and his mouth twitched, "Sometimes the best is not the most suitable, the work of S.H.I.E.L.D. is dangerous, but working here can make me feel that I am protecting humanity and that I am fighting for the future of humanity." It's a feeling that no other job can bring to me. ”
Thomas would be silent, he couldn't figure out why the head of an agent organization like S.H.I.E.L.D. would say such a thing, but it didn't feel very awkward to think that it was Coulson's words.
So what is the purpose of his work here?