69novels Chapter 227
Chapter 227
But the familiarity was fleeting, as the fingers that had been drawing his face from the air fell on his face.
What doesn't match her soft and moving voice, which makes people describe a gentle lady in their hearts, is that the female makeup artist's appearance is very ordinary.
Because of her age, her skin hangs loosely on her bones, and the fine lines at the corners of her eyes sink into her temples like fish scales.
The smile made the nasolabial folds on her face extra deep, and there was a kindness of an elderly person in her expression.
These are actually not surprising.
What is really surprising is her fingers, those hands dangling just under Steve's eyelids, which are close at hand, with slender joints, thin flesh, as delicate as a pearl surface, and glowing softly under the light. Light.
The fingertips of those hands gently stroked down Steve's cheekbones, from his chin to his temples, and then from his temples to the tip of his nose. The touch reminded Steve of jade or metal, they were all the same Cold and equally smooth.
He couldn't help shivering.
"Don't be afraid." The female makeup artist was keenly aware of his little retreat, "It's just a little makeup, sweetheart, I won't cut your face."
"She's right, Steve." Carl suppressed a smile and chimed in, "She's a professional, you have to trust her skills."
The special cosmetic box was opened, and all kinds of weird bottles and jars were methodically taken out by the female makeup artist, and placed in a row on the small table.
It can be seen that she is particular about the order in which she puts things, and the self-confidence that shines in the familiar position and reprimands Fang Qiu is so dazzling that it cannot be ignored.
Steve's tense muscles slowly relaxed, he breathed a sigh of relief, simply lowered his eyes halfway, obediently followed the female makeup artist's instructions to raise and tilt his head, and followed her instructions, making various changes on his face All kinds of exaggerated expressions.
Peggy on the other side is still undergoing surgery. The operating room is soundproof, but Steve's hearing is several times stronger than that of ordinary people, allowing Steve to vaguely capture the sound coming from not far away.
Tony is always very reliable when doing business. His words become less and more concise, but he is still the one who speaks the most; Bruce is the one who answers and delivers things. He pays attention to the audience and contacts everyone.
The quietest one was Lex.
He barely spoke, just silently and quickly doing his part of the job that Tony had assigned him, the noises he made froze for an odd moment at times, and Steve wondered what he was doing at times during that time that he couldn't quite comprehend operation.
From the time the female makeup artist officially began to apply makeup on him, Carl quietly left the room with the man who came with the female makeup artist.
Steve soon heard various chaotic footsteps in the common room farther away. Carl and the man's footsteps were covered by those chaotic steps, but they still sounded unique.
Among so many heavy or hurried footsteps, only the two of them's footsteps were very brisk, revealing a sense of happiness that could not be concealed or concealed.
It’s okay to say that Carl’s footsteps are so brisk. Although he doesn’t meet many times, it doesn’t hinder the impression he left on Steve: he is young so he is a little naive, rich and pampered so he always looks very happy.
Over the past month or so, he has heard news about Carl from various sources, all of which deepened the conclusion Steve had drawn from the very beginning.
Coupled with the smug smile on Carl's face after he led Steve in and the female makeup artist came on stage and told him that the next thing to do was to put on makeup for him, it made sense that he was in a happy mood.
But there was something wrong with the sound of footsteps on that man. His behavior in the room was not like this.
He seemed too docile and cowering when he was in the room.
He and the female makeup artist wear the same ring, and the two stand very close, obviously he is her husband.With such a strong and charming wife (even when she is old), it is very normal for him to be timid and submissive, which is the main reason why Steve doesn't pay much attention to him.
But his footsteps at this moment are completely different when they are still in this room, short, urgent, revealing a passionate impatience, just listening to his footsteps, Steve can outline in his mind A strong and proud successful man, and such a man will never show the cowardice in the room.
Calmly, Steve raised his vigilance.
He didn't pay any more attention to Peggy's voice, but focused more on this suspicious man.
That man is directing other people to do things.
"...put it here...lights...no, not so many tables..."
"...No, no, hang on top... Yes! That's it! But..."
"...You just use this to make up the number? I said, I want the best cake!"
"...Red roses are indispensable...a diamond ring..."
Then Carl's laugh: "It's too much. I said, you didn't really buy a diamond ring, did you?"
"Who am I? Of course I bought it." The man's answer became very clear, "Of course I want to prepare a diamond ring, and I must be fully prepared! What if? What if he..."
The last words fell low again, as low as the soft wind caressing the green grass outside a closed window.
Karl seemed to have some dispute with that man, he raised his voice and reprimanded dissatisfiedly:
"Howard!"
Then the man begged for mercy nervously: "Okay, okay, don't be so loud, just listen to you..."
"Stay still, sweetheart."
The female makeup artist patted Steve on the shoulder lightly, recalling Steve's sanity with this small gesture.When Steve came back to his senses, he was looking into the eyes of the female makeup artist who was bending over halfway up, and there was some worry in those eyes.
"Are you okay?" She frowned and asked, "You don't look well, is there something wrong with your body?"
Those familiar things suddenly burst out like spring seeds, as kind as if they had never bloomed for too long.
Not long ago he had just been with Howard.Stark had an exchange, and the other party proudly showed him his latest research. His fiancée, Maria, leaned aside, staring at the man he loved deeply with eyes full of admiration and pride.
For Steve they hadn't been away for too long, but for them Steve had been away for too long.
So long that they have all undergone some kind of change over the long years, coupled with sophisticated disguise and acting skills, Steve failed to recognize them in a single time.
He couldn't help but blinked once, and then blinked again, as if to use this movement to cover up what was about to overflow from his eyes.
"I'm fine, ma'am." Steve replied to the female makeup artist. "As the museum says, the serum I received was the greatest invention in centuries. It changed my life. I will sincerely accept it." Grateful to it, to its makers, and to all those who contributed to it."
"Oh." said the makeup artist, "So, you're really Captain America?"
"You don't know me?" Steve laughed.
He laughed for good reason.Under decades of uninterrupted propaganda by the U.S. imperial government, Captain America has been directly promoted to become a symbol of the American spirit, a representative of peace and freedom. Everyone can recognize him at a glance.
It is obviously impossible for the female makeup artist not to have read books, and being able to appear in this hospital itself means that she has some kind of relationship with the US military. She has learned some secret inside information, such as "Captain America is back from the dead" or something Yes, not surprising at all.
"Of course I know you." She smiled and said in a natural tone, "But I didn't take it seriously at first, you know, people who have been dead for decades come back to life..." She seemed not to He knew how to answer the words, and expressed his emotions with an elegant gesture of spreading his hands, "A new round of election is about to start, I thought this was another 'little trick' of some people."
"I understand, ma'am." Steve controlled his nod.
This conversation seemed to turn on a switch, and the two people in the room had a brief exchange.Most of the female makeup artists were asking, and Steve answered her doubts.
She perfectly played a middle-aged woman with a sense of proportion and a broken mouth. She asked many and messy questions that had nothing to do with confidentiality, and she never mentioned why Steve came back from the dead and why the news had not spread. Just to inquire about his new life, wonder if he is used to modern life, and wonder how he feels now.
Steve's reply was calm and simple. He was very frank and didn't hide anything, and even the female makeup artist asked him "what's your favorite food now", "do you have any pop songs you like to listen to", "do you know someone Celebrities" replied patiently one by one.
"You haven't made too many new friends?" The female makeup artist seemed to mention this topic casually, "Sorry, no offense, I also know that I talk too much, and even my husband can't bear this kind of verbosity, but You don't seem to bother me at all. I guess you don't talk to people much, do you?"
Steve knew that Maria was suspecting that her disguise had been seen through.
He paused and answered her:
"You misunderstood me. I think I adjusted well and made a few friends. I just don't want to communicate with people when I don't know enough about new things around me, because the residents in the community are very friendly to me. If I When they figure out something they don't understand, they're serious about trying to help me, and I don't want to waste their time."
"Don't say that." The female makeup artist shook her head, "You deserve it."
She put the last pale flesh-colored pencil in the pencil case and put it in the makeup case.
"Okay, everything is ready." Looking at the newly decorated lounge, Howard nodded with satisfaction, but at the same time did not hide his disgust, "Seriously, Carl, I think we should spend more time preparing for the party good."
"Do you think the dinner party scene you designed and decorated by yourself is not good enough?"
"What a joke. I dare say that the best set designer in the world can't do better than me. When we were still in the super serum project, we stayed in the secret laboratory every day. All the celebrations in the laboratory The activities are all planned by me personally, the conditions are simple, but the effect is excellent.”
"Then what are you dissatisfied with?" Carl said.
Tony has completed the setup for his job, the surgery is in its final stages, and the robotic arm is stitching up Peggy's skin.
That's right, although it is an "exoskeleton", it is placed deep in Peggy's flesh and blood and connected to the bones.
At the end of the stitches, Peggy's breathing became extremely weak again, and the first dose of medicine only gave her such a short time to endure the high-intensity operation.
Bruce gave her the last shot.
The powerful medicine began to take effect, and Paige's muscles all over her body were convulsed. Bruce lightly covered her naked body with a soft white quilt, and then took a step back.
"You're in a hurry, like you're in a hurry," Howard said.