Marvel's princess becomes king

"What book is it? Are you a writer?" The young tour guide looked at Bella with passion. This girl is so beautiful.

Different from Natasha's beauty that combines wildness and charm, Bella's appearance is more quiet, and she reads a lot, which also makes her temperament very peaceful.

If the two people have similar income levels, the young tour guide feels that he can muster up the courage to try to pursue it! At least that's what he thought.

Thank God, someone finally asked this question. After waiting for more than ten minutes, Bella had already wanted to show off!

She pointed to the Da Vinci Code in the hand of one of the tourists rather embarrassedly: "That's the book I wrote."

Several people's eyes were focused on the book in the tourist's hand.

There are several tourists who do not read at all. They have probably not touched books for or years since graduating from school. They have never heard of the Da Vinci Code! I'm afraid even Da Vinci doesn't know what he does.

But the other tourists, the few young people who looked like students, and the two middle-class-looking couples all seemed to have read or heard of this book.

I can't even talk to him, but there is a hint of respect in his eyes. At this age, he can write a best-selling book and earn millions. It is not too much to call him a genius.

Charlie and Samantha are proud too, see? My daughter!

The young tour guide quickly looked through the list of tourists, and his heart dropped. He still had some competencies, and the income gap was too big. This was no good!

"What an amazing achievement. I hope the White House can occupy an important position in your book... Please follow me!" The young tour guide quickly put away his thoughts and focused on his work.

From time to time, he asked questions, such as how old the White House was built and how many rooms there were in the White House.

These questions are not difficult. Not to mention Bella, a top student majoring in history, even Natasha knows about them.

However, the pretense should be moderate. The two of them were not prepared to show off their superficial knowledge in front of a group of passers-by. The young tour guide’s questions were all answered by a ten-year-old girl in a green jacket and white pants.

Next to the little girl was a young man with sharp eyes and a military temperament.

Bella took a closer look at this man. He didn't look like he was here for fun. Could he be...

The messy thoughts were quickly forgotten. Although the President of the United States was kidnapped, assassinated or impersonated by aliens, villains and all kinds of random characters every day, there were still many people protecting the President, and she was not needed at all. A writer to worry about.

At this time, a group of people came down from the stairs on the second floor. There were men and women. They were all in neat suits and had outstanding temperament. The leader was a black man.

This is the most miserable person in modern times, the current president of the United States, Mr. James Sawyer, a black president whom Bella had never heard of in his previous life.

The group of people all looked arrogant, and Bella could feel that social elite, Niu Jin, who wouldn't turn when the earth was away from her, from a distance of thirty meters.

The four members of their family showed no emotion or excitement towards the President of the United States. They were just as ordinary as looking at a passerby.

On the other hand, the little girl in the green coat was very excited. She took pictures and asked questions excitedly. As if to show that she was close to the people, President James Sawyer lowered his head and chatted with her for a few words in a friendly manner.

The tour group soon separated from the president and his entourage. The leader went on to do their important business, while Bella and the others continued their sightseeing.

After a half-hour break, a few people went to the bathroom. The rest followed the established route and visited some oil paintings and collections collected by the White House in an exhibition hall. Among them were some of the president's personal collections, which were left in the White House after the presidents left office. , and the remaining collections came from gifts from many wealthy people.

In the exhibition hall, there are full-length paintings of Washington and his wife painted by the painter Gilbert Stewart, as well as portraits of past presidents and first ladies. These portraits represent the art styles of different periods and the painter's own personal characteristics.

The total number of famous paintings and works of art in the White House exceeds , including works by masters such as Van Gogh and Cézanne. It is a proper museum, but unfortunately visitors can only see a very small part of the collection. If you want to see them all, collect? Participate in the election and become president, or become the director of the White House art collection!

"At that time, the founding father Washington was standing at the window, and he said to everyone..." The young tour guide introduced the historical stories in the oil paintings eloquently.

Many tourists, including Charlie, listened with great interest.

The more Bella listened, the more unhappy she became. Thinking that she had to pay a large amount of personal income tax, she wanted to pick up Gatling and beat Washington's full-length statue into slag, and then set up a psychic circle and a trapping circle, and then Pull out his soul and beat him up.

None of these founding leaders of the United States are good people, and they are not as great as they are now advertised.

Their ancestors took the Mayflower to the wild America to avoid taxes. However, the British were ruthless enough to collect taxes, so they came to the Americas and said, 'Dear, as long as you are alive, you have to pay taxes. ’ A bunch of people couldn’t bear it anymore and simply rose up in rebellion, euphemistically calling it ‘independence’! In fact, I just don’t want to pay taxes!

America becomes independent, what happens next? These people collect taxes more harshly than the British! The only difference is that they don't have to pay taxes.

How abominable! Bella became angrier as she thought about it.

"Pay attention to your expression, your expression!" Natasha poked her waist with her elbow.

"Oh! Ahem." Bella coughed twice quickly, suppressing the idea of ​​burning down the White House, and returned to a state of poetry and poetry...

"This painting is President Jefferson's favorite work..." The young tour guide Downey was still talking, but suddenly he saw the ground beneath his feet shaking violently, and he was about to step forward. , the sudden shock caused him to stumble and almost fall. Fortunately, Charlie next to him helped him.

earthquake? Before he understood what was going on, he saw Bella, Natasha, and the man with a military temperament all looking out the window.

Only then did the sound of the explosion reach their ears.

There was a loud "boom", followed by sirens screaming everywhere. The explosion location was not far away. Bella estimated that the explosion came from the direction of the Capitol Building.

Because of the angle, only thick smoke rising into the sky could be seen from the window. It was impossible to determine whether it was a bomb, missile, or a plane crash.

The alarm bell kept ringing in the White House, and a large number of agents in black suits and white shirts rushed out of the room. They were deploying layers of defenses according to the plan during the exercise. After receiving the order, two agents with cold eyes firmly guarded the exhibition hall. The gate prevents Bella and other tourists from leaving.