"Hello? Hello? Ahem, the equipment has been debugged. Mr. Ye Tai, are you ready?"
"Now, now, is my tie crooked?"
"You can go a little to the left, yes, that's about it. Let's start now, shall we?"
"OK."
"Hello Mr. Mrs. Ye, I am Matthews, a reporter from the New York Times. I am honored to have the opportunity to conduct an exclusive interview with you, the great hero who saved New York."
"Hello Matthews."
"Well, actually the audience friends have a lot of questions to ask you, so I'll just pick a few of them and ask you."
"Okay, please ask."
"Well, what actually attracts the attention of viewers is how you can defeat hatred so easily. Where does your power come from?"
"Ugh... you asked me the first question. My strength actually comes from my heart. In addition, it may also be related to my scientific training methods."
"Comes from your heart? Can you tell us more about it, and the scientific training methods you mentioned."
"Well, of course. I want the whole world to know that I am very low-key. I have gained great power, but I never use it indiscriminately. I always stick to my heart and do not feel that I am superior to others. Perhaps it is this kind of state of mind that is as good as water.
It will make my strength stronger day by day.
In addition, since I was eight years old, I have done more than fifty push-ups every day and drank two cartons of milk. The healthy lifestyle and scientific training methods also make me feel full of strength."
"Haha, Mr. Ye Tai is really humorous. Let's move on to the next question. What do you think of your title of 'Golden Man', which is similar to 'Iron Man'?"
"Hahaha, I think it's great. This is also a kind of recognition for me. I hope the person who gave me this name will take the initiative to come forward. I want to invite him to tea alone."
"I think the person who gave you this title must be honored to hear your words. So the next question is that a few days ago, the CEO of Stark Industries, Tony Stark, also known as 'Iron Man', once said
He said he wants to invite you to his banquet, will you go? I heard that there are many celebrities at the banquet who want to meet you."
"I said I am very low-key. I hope to use the influence of the New York Times to let people all over the world know my character, so I am not very interested in the kind of publicity and lavish banquets."
"Aoao, there are a few more questions..."
This exclusive interview with the New York Times lasted for nearly an hour and ended with the "golden man" Ye Taixu saying goodbye to everyone in front of the camera.
In closing, I would like to sincerely thank the person who gave me the nickname again. I hope he can stand up with honor.
"Huh! The camera has been turned off. Mr. Ye, you don't have to smile at the camera anymore." Matthews wiped the sweat from his forehead and reminded Mrs. Ye, the new superhero in New York, with a smile.
"oh……"
Mrs. Ye, who was dressed in a suit and ties, put away her professional fake smile, stood up, and said with a sigh: "Then that's it for today. If I maintain world peace again in the future, I will cooperate with you, the New York Times.
"
After saying hello to all the staff on the film crew, Mrs. Ye signed autographs for the staff of the New York Times and walked into the elevator going downstairs.
He was the only one in the elevator, so he stretched lazily.
It's really tiring to be a superhero who is well-known to every household and has five virtues and four beauties.
Also, some bastard these days gave him this simple and crude nickname of "Golden Man", which was deeply recognized by the American people and spread in a day.
Now the entire European and American continent probably knows that there is a "golden man" in New York who saved Manhattan.
Although "Iron Man" can be translated into Chinese as "Iron Man", the title "Golden Man" can also be understood as "King Kong Man" or "King Kong God of War".
But no matter which one, it sounds like it makes Mrs. Ye feel a little bit sore. After such a comparison, my Chinese bloodline is still good at naming. Cucumber dipped in white sugar can be called "Qinglong Woxue". If I can do martial arts and have a white beard, I can be called "Qinglong Woxue".
To be called the "Supreme Grand Master" or the "White-bearded Dragon King" or something like that.
Compared to the Iron Man and the Golden Man, I don’t know how good it is.
bite!
At this time, the elevator stopped at the eighteenth floor.
The elevator door opened, and a graceful woman with a graceful figure, holding documents, wearing professional attire and gold-rimmed glasses, walked in.
As if recognizing Mrs. Ye, a well-known New York hero, the surprise in the woman's eyes flashed away, and then she smiled and nodded at him.
He didn't speak anymore, but stood in front of Mrs. Ye, with his back turned to him, watching the elevator levels lower one by one.
Mrs. Ye also grinned, but this time it was not a fake smile, but a bright smile from the bottom of her heart.
Natasha Romanov, do you think I won't recognize you just because you changed your clothes and put on glasses?
Why don't you come with me and take a step back? People are shouting at me to sign autographs, but you only smile at me and stick your butt up so high. Do you think I will take the initiative to strike up a conversation with you?
hehe.
impossible.
That's right, the professional woman dressed as a secretary standing in front of Mrs. Ye is the senior agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., the black widow Natasha.
Compared with Mrs. Ye's guess, SHIELD's actions were still a little slower. It took several days before they sent agents to find him.
I don’t know if I have been investigating my identity in the past few days, but I have been unable to do so, so I asked the widowed sister to pretend to be a chance encounter and get close to me.
But it’s you who want to get close to me. If I can’t move, I won’t move. Mrs. Ye will not give the widowed sister a chance to turn against the guests. He just glanced at the plump two petals and waited patiently for the elevator to land on the first floor.
.
bite!
When we arrived at the first floor, the elevator door slowly opened.
Wow~
Sure enough, an accident happened. The widowed sister seemed to be too impatient. When she walked out of the elevator door, the documents in her hand hit the elevator door and scattered on the floor.
She hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, and her butt bumped into Mrs. Ye's body as if by accident.
"Ah, I'm sorry, Mr. Jinren."
The widowed sister turned around with a wry smile and apologized to Mrs. Ye.
Where were you looking just now? Did you think I didn't see it in the elevator reflector?
Since you never approach me, I'll take the initiative.
But what made the widowed sister a little confused was that Mrs. Ye, who was supposed to smile and say "It's okay" and then help her pick up the documents scattered on the floor, changed her warm image in front of the screen and said disgustedly: "I'm so dizzy."
Butt, don't point your butt at me."
After saying that, he stepped on the documents on the ground with a bad attitude and walked away.
The widowed sister was left alone and messy at the door of the elevator, her waist half bent and her expression stiff.