Everyday life at Midtown High School

"Qin, there is another green goblin now, but there is still no news about that Spider-Man?"

A man wearing crimson sunglasses was standing in a secluded corner not far from the school library with Professor Qing Gray, a newcomer from Midtown High School, talking in a low voice.

"Scott, he hides very well. He seems to be a child who knows how to protect himself. Now, I can feel that he is in this school, but I can't be sure who it is."

Qin rubbed her temples and said with a headache, "You know, when I was young, the professor helped me suppress the somewhat crazy telepathic ability. Since then, my ability has been A part of it is blocked, and now I still need to slowly master it, and then slowly release it, so..."

"Okay, I understand, I understand."

Scott hurriedly patted her on the shoulder reassuringly, and persuaded in a low voice: "Jin, it's okay, you don't need to push yourself too hard, it's not a big deal. Let's not talk about that guy nicknamed Spider-Man. Is it our companion? Maybe we searched for a long time and finally found out that he is not a mutant at all; or, even if he is a mutant, judging from his behavior style and age that everyone guesses, he is also a good-natured boy with good character , I don’t have to worry about him causing harm to society at all. In comparison, I’m actually a little more worried about the murderous Green Goblin who came out last night.”

"The Green Goblin's words should be related to Osborne Enterprises."

Qin simply speculated, "He has killed the shareholders of the Osborne Group in these few shots."

"That's right, there have been rumors that it was Norman Osborn who did it, or that he bought the murderer. Because, due to a leak in the development of regenerative medicine, the group of shareholders on the board of directors is planning to drive him out of the company. "

Scott talked about some of the information he got, and thought about it: "But some people think that the Green Goblin is targeting all shareholders of Osborne Enterprises, which means that Norman himself will also be in danger. Currently, New York The police station has sent special personnel there to personally protect Norman Osborn."

"I remember Norman had a son at this school."

Qin thought for a while and said, "In the afternoon, I will try to find a way to get in touch and see if the kid knows anything."

"You can try it." Scott nodded in agreement.

After finishing the business, Qin raised her head slightly, looked around, and asked a little strangely: "Why are you the only one here today, where are Logan and Bobby?"

Scott immediately couldn't help showing disgust and annoyed indignation: "That irresponsible bastard Logan insisted on acting alone, and said that he was used to being alone, getting rid of... er, annoying him For me, he can improve his work efficiency by more than a hundred times by acting alone. The efficiency of shit, believe him is a ghost, I just watched him step into the door of a bar! As for Bobby and the others... They said they wanted to go to the cinema to see it a movie, and promised me there would be no trouble, and I agreed."

Just by imagination, Qin can imagine Scott leading a group of older problem children in a state of desperation.

She couldn't help laughing and laughing again: "Logan doesn't like to be restrained by nature, so let him be! As for the children, being locked up in school may be very boring."

Scott fell silent for a moment.

There was a bit of gloom in his expression, and he couldn't help saying: "I don't know when, everyone will be able to do what they want to do in an open and honest manner."

"There's going to be a day, we've been working on it, haven't we, Scott? But it's going to come slowly, one piece at a time."

Qin gently stretched out her fingers and pressed them on Scott's constricted forehead, and said gently and with a bit of joking: "Don't frown, be careful not to become a wrinkled little old man."

Scott couldn't help but smile slightly.

He stared at Qin earnestly with gentle eyes, and couldn't help lowering his head slowly, closing the distance little by little. Just when he thought that he could successfully get a kiss this time, Qin pushed him away.

Under Scott's surprised eyes...

She took a deep breath, turned her head helplessly, and said suddenly: "Stop making a fuss."

Scott couldn't help but looked over suspiciously, only to see a boy with a small purple curly hair poking his head out from behind a nearby tree.

He opened his big innocent eyes, pointed at the tip of his nose with his finger, and asked with a puzzled expression: "What? Are you talking about me? But I just thought about it in my heart and didn't make a sound!"

"I can't even think about it, and besides, your sight is too obvious and direct." Qin reluctantly found an excuse.

I can't directly say that I was caught by his extremely excited 'kiss! kiss!Quick kiss! 'The mental activity of shouting, is it so loud that you get a headache?

"Is my line of sight obvious and direct? It's not X-rays! How does this feel?"

Pooh couldn't help but whispered strangely.

A man whose eyes could really radiate, subconsciously touched the dark red sunglasses on his nose, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Student, I remember your name is Pooh, right?"

Qin suppressed a smile, and asked with a straight face: "If I remember correctly, it should be class time now, what are you doing here?"

"Uh... self-study class, so I came here to borrow some books to read back."

Pooh pointed to the library behind him, then gestured to hold up a few books in his arms, blinked innocently and said solemnly: "Professor, I've only just arrived, and I basically didn't see anything. Moreover, it is normal for you to be so beautiful, young, and have a handsome boyfriend to enjoy life with, so there is really no need to be shy."

Qin glanced at him speechlessly: "You're a big kid..."

She was about to say something, but saw another student walking towards her.

"Pooh, who are you talking to?"

When Harry was still some distance away, he couldn't help shouting.

"Professor Qin." Pooh replied while turning his head, and waved goodbye to Qin and Scott with a smile.

Then, holding the book in his arms, he ran quickly to meet it.

"That boy seems to be Harry Osborn?"

Scott stepped forward and whispered in Qin's ear.

Qin nodded.

Following the professor's example, she pressed her fingers lightly to her forehead. After a while, her expression became a little subtle.

Then she took Scott's hand and said, "Let's go, Scott, I think I've found something."

"Stop looking for that little Osborne?"

"Being not."

At this moment, Pooh had already run up to Harry.

He asked lively, "Harry, have you found the book you want to read?"

"There's nothing to see." Harry replied coldly, not against anyone, but because he himself was in a bad mood.

In the past few days, his complexion has become even worse, the dark circles under his eyes are thick and heavy, and there is fatigue between his brows.

Pooh really felt a little distressed, and asked anxiously, "What have you been up to lately? Why do you feel like you're working day and night?"

"I'm not busy." Harry avoided his gaze, took out a jar of honey from his school bag and handed it to him: "I just happened to see that it was sold in the store today..."

"Haha, this... Oh my god, it's been more than ten years, why hasn't the manufacturer stopped production?"

Pooh laughed all of a sudden, took the honey jar with the little bear on the cover and said, "I remember, when I cried when I was a child, you used this to coax me! As soon as I opened my mouth, you held up a spoon and poured a spoon into me. Mouth stuffed."

Harry shrugged his shoulders, smiled slightly and said, "I can't help it, it's too annoying for you to cry, I just want to gag you."

"However, I didn't have this treatment later, damn dentist." Pooh still looks a little angry.

"It's nothing to do with the dentist, it's you who learned to trick honey into eating by fake crying." Harry sighed.

Pooh pursed his lips in embarrassment, but when he remembered what happened when he was a child, those big eyes involuntarily looked at him with sparkle, and his expression softened all of a sudden.

"Harry, if you have something to do, don't support yourself." He said sincerely, "You know, no matter what, you are my best friend and dearest brother."

'But I'm not content to just be your friend and brother now. '

Harry sighed inwardly, and said this silently.

But on the surface, he didn't show any emotion, he just smiled and said, "Don't worry."

He casually changed the topic, and found an excuse and said, "I'm just worried...the new superpower, the one everyone calls the Green Goblin."

"Green Goblin?"

Pooh was startled: "Are you worried about Uncle Norman?"

"Almost!" Harry replied casually.

However, where Pooh couldn't see, there was a gloomy look on his face.

Quite the opposite.

Right now, he is the least worried about Norman being killed by the Green Goblin.

When school was over, Pooh planned to go back to Stacey's house for a few days and visit Stacey and his wife and Gwen.

Today's class ended early, and he was standing in the corridor, playing with his mobile phone while waiting for Gwen to finish class.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Gwen walked out of the classroom.

She looked around, as if looking for someone, but when she saw Pooh, she was disappointed for a moment.

"What? Have you made an appointment today?"

Pooh walked over and asked.

Gwen smiled helplessly: "No appointment, and no appointment..."

"Is there anyone you can't date? You are so beautiful!" Pooh said in surprise and surprise: "Is he gay like me or is he accidentally blind?"

"Please!" Gwen wanted to laugh and sigh, and finally said helplessly, "Who knows?"

However, that day.

On the way back to Stacey's house, Gwen finally couldn't help it, and confided in embarrassment: "Pooh, let me ask you the truth, do you know what Peter has been busy with all day and night recently? "

"I don't know, what's wrong?"

Only then did Pooh realize that he hadn't played with Peter for a while.

He thought for a while, then suddenly said with a flash of light on his face: "I vaguely heard that the two of you seem to be dating? My God! Is it true?"

"It's true, you don't need to say it seems, it is indeed!" Gwen said generously.

The pretty, smart blonde said angrily, "But your good friend, Peter Parker, eight out of ten appointments has left me somewhere! I think , you can ask him for me, if you really don't like me, then don't force yourself to continue, I won't cling to him, there's no need to embarrass me like this again and again."

"Embarrassing you? No, no, Peter would never do such a thing."

Pooh hurriedly defended his friend and said: "I can swear on this point. If he had the ability to embarrass people, he wouldn't be bullied like that by Thompson back then..."

"I've changed, I've changed, Pooh! Please, don't talk about the past!"

Thompson suddenly appeared from behind and said seriously: "I want to learn from my idol, Spider-Man, and try to do some good things to help everyone!".

"Uh... great idea," replied Pooh awkwardly.

Thompson immediately laughed brightly, and he made another gesture of basketball with great enthusiasm, and reminded happily again: "Don't forget to go to the game on Thursday!"

"Got it! Got it, I must go!"

Pooh answered quickly.

After Thompson left, he couldn't help turning his head, and stuck out his tongue at Gwen in embarrassment.

After all, it's a bit too embarrassing for the master to hear the example of other people's past black history behind their backs.

Because Pooh looks so cute like this.

Gwen couldn't hold back for a moment, stood on tiptoe, and patted his head: "Hey, you seem to have grown taller."

"Really?" Pooh bowed his head slightly in cooperation, and said happily: "I seem to be two centimeters taller than before, in fact, I think, if Tony didn't wear underwear, I should be taller than him now. "

Gwen couldn't help laughing: "Mr. Stark must be unhappy to hear you say that."

"Who says no, other people's fathers are very happy that their sons are taller and stronger than themselves. He is the only one who can compare with me like a child." Pooh couldn't help grumbling and complaining: "I see, I'm not It's not that there is an extra father, it's that there is an extra brother."

Gwen laughed. "He's so funny."

"Yeah, although he is angry sometimes, I actually... like him quite a bit." Pooh said frankly.

"You father and son still have something in common." Gwen said abruptly.

"What?" Pooh said in surprise, "I'm not as naive as him."

"No, I mean... In a way, you all live a very real life and pay more attention to your own feelings."

"Does it mean... that we are more selfish?"

"No, no, of course not. It's... how should I put it?"

Gwen thought for a while before she said: "Many people are often limited by rules, hindered by the environment and life around them, and choose to change themselves and submit to their fate; but there is a kind of people who will always only listen to what comes from their hearts. True voice, for them, the rules are only for breaking, not obeying, and their life is a free adventure."

"My God, Gwen, what have you been reading lately?" Pooh asked with a smile.

"Hmm... Biography of Spartacus." Gwen thought for a while and replied.

"Okay, if I feel depressed that day, I will remember to launch an uprising." Pooh concluded sternly.

Gwen laughed.

Haven't seen it for a while though.

But when they chatted, it was as usual, like a pair of brothers and sisters, with a tacit understanding and incomparable closeness to each other.

The two walked in silence for a while.

Only then did Pooh speak again, pulling the topic back and saying, "Sorry, Gwen. I've spent a lot of time with Harry recently, and I've neglected you and Peter. I'll definitely ask Peter tomorrow. But Gwen, please believe me Me, Peter is not the kind of person who jokes about his feelings. If he says he likes you, he will definitely like you seriously and will not lie. As for always disappearing from the date, I will definitely ask him to give an explanation..."

Gwen nodded, but her expression seemed hopeless.

Pooh rubbed his head, completely confused about what Peter did to make the good-tempered Gwen show such a look.

the other end,

Peter, who is so 'busy' that he is about to lose his love, spends an ordinary day without knowing it.

After realizing it later, he finally saw the report about the Green Goblin in the "Daily Bugle", and his whole body was in a bad mood.

"What the hell, it's okay to slander me a while ago as a gang of thieves and robbers. Now I'm even accused of being a murderer? Do I look so easy to bully? It seems to be quite easy to bully. "

He walked back and forth in the bedroom angrily, thinking about it: "But, what's the matter with this green goblin? Are red, blue and green completely different?"

"jjj you bloodblind colorblind! Go eat shit!" He was sternly annoyed.

In order to express his strong dissatisfaction, he specially changed into his uniform and took a big photo of "Spider-Man Tearing the Bugle Daily" and paid special attention to clearly capturing the words "Daily Bugle" so that everyone could not understand what happened.

Then, he posted the photo on his twitter, with the words capitalized and bold marked on the side: [Everyone, I am not the Green Goblin, I am the Red and Blue Spider. ]

In just a short while, dozens of fans replied.

He commented proudly, only to see that everyone left a message in surprise:

'Hey, it's not an advertisement today? ';

(Peter: What, have I advertised frequently recently? Burgers from K’s, hats from C, stockings from F, etc. Why are you also looking for me for silk stockings? It’s as smooth and smooth as spider silk tights... What the hell kind of ad is this? Don’t accept it! What, $[-]! I understand, why should we discriminate against silk stockings? That’s all. Is there a lot? Not much!)

'Spiderman, you liar!Last time you advertised that the Miehuiling sold by the company didn’t work at all, not to mention cockroaches, even spiders couldn’t be killed! ';

(Peter: Are you sure? You must not have read the instructions carefully. It is written in the instructions that if you feed it for seven days in a row, you will definitely die!)

"Upstairs, you are a true fan, and you can actually believe his adverts for killing evil spirits. How could spiders advertise the medicine for killing spiders?"Your logic is worrying! ';

(Peter: Spider-Man is a human, not a spider, and you are the one with the worst IQ! Thank you for your message, next one!)

'Spider-Man is not a spider, what does that have to do with logic? '

(Peter: Sure enough, there are smart people, like it!)

'Everyone, are you in a crooked way? Isn't the point today that the little spider has changed his ways and stopped advertising? '

(Peter: Oh my god, has anyone finally noticed the point?)

'Little spider, I love your buttocks so much, I want to sleep with you! '

(Peter: Rogue!)

'Upstairs, you are really a model!focus?In fact, the point is still an advertisement, today this is an advertisement for the Bugle Daily!Look carefully at those few words, Horn! Horn! Daily! Newspaper! How clear it is! '

(...)

The point of going to shit is still advertising!

I'm clearly dispelling rumors seriously!Please take a look, take another look, take a serious look, okay? ! !

Peter was about to spit out a mouthful of blood, but swallowed it back vigorously.

'Be patient, be patient, celebrities always have this kind of distress, not being understood by fans or something. '

He said to himself calmly, while opening Iron Man's Twitter.

Tony’s tweet today has only one line:

[Anyone who dips a donut in his coffee is an enemy of Iron Man. ]

'What's the use of such meaningless speech?Everyone will definitely be scolded! '

Peter muttered from experience, and then he clicked on the comment.

The comments below are all in a similar style, full of praise, such as: 'Yes, what you said is the truth!You are so handsome, so smart, so rich, you can say anything! '

There are even a few familiar ids who are showing off their cuteness, and they just sneered on their own twitter.

Peter stood there in a daze for three seconds, took a deep breath, and was about to spew out his resentment.

He wanted to burst into tears, roaring wildly in his heart: 'How can you treat people so differently?Why do you treat the kind little spider so much?Open your eyes and take a good look, he is still a child! ! ! '

Then, his fingers swipe quickly on the phone screen.

Immediately there was another message under Iron Man's Twitter: "Yes, yes, what you said is the truth, you are so handsome, smart and rich, you are right in everything you say!" ! '

at the same time,

Jarvis checked his sir's Twitter page again.

Then, before anyone else saw it, he quickly deleted three or four bad comments from black fans, leaving only praise and praise.

Finally, look at the clean comment area with satisfaction.

He quietly set off electronic fireworks for a while on a computer screen that no one was using.