[Zhongyingmei] The superheroes I bought in those years

New York, Queens.

A small Thai restaurant.

The smell of stewed shrimp in green curry and green mango salad permeated the small dining table.

Aunt Mei, who was wearing a khaki slim-fitting coat and had a slender waist like a girl, sat on a forest green seat with her legs crossed.

Long, shaggy brown hair fell over her thin shoulders, and the shadows highlighted her collarbone.

On the opposite side, her dear nephew Peter Parker was digging out sticky rice with coconut milk and mango with a spoon. There were two dark-skinned girls sitting in front of him on the left and right.

One with an afro and a lighter complexion around her left eye—it looks like a piece of patched leather patch, her left eye is even cat-like amber.

——This is Domino, who was recruited by Deadpool before, and whose mutant ability is "lucky".

One is "M.J" Michelle, who has tied up short black curly hair, prominent and smooth brow bone lines, very big eyes, and a look of contempt. She is Peter Parker's high school classmate.

——Peter has always felt that Michelle has a terrifying insight comparable to spider sensing, and has been wondering if the other party has guessed his identity as "Spider-Man", and he is trembling.

This meal was originally arranged by Peter and Domino, but they met Michelle who came back from the library on the way. Domino and Michelle hit it off for no reason.

Then when the three of them ran to this high-quality and cheap Thai restaurant, they bumped into Mei who was going to have a casual meal here because Peter said that he would not eat at home tonight...

↑The above is the reason for the emergence of this weird foursome↑

Peter was caught in the all-around circle surrounded by three ladies, fidgeting, especially wanting to take out his mobile phone and call his good friend Ned to save himself.

However, he only sent the message halfway, and the small TV on the wall of the restaurant switched to a station with particularly loud noise.

In other words, it's not that the stations have changed, but that all stations have started broadcasting the same event.

——"Supreme Arena First win on the first day, deadpool! "

On the seat next to him, a guy who was digging coconut husks and eating vanilla ice cream had a spoon in his mouth: "What? A dead pool?"

Former Teammate of Dead Pond Domino: "..."

Former friend of the dead pond Little Spider: "..."

Michelle looked left and right with a fork in her mouth, and raised her eyebrows: "You and him, do you know each other?"

Domino & Peter: "I'm not! I'm not! Don't talk nonsense!"

Michelle: "Oh."

interesting.

……

"You don't want to run to buy the infield just because you see this thing as interesting."

After turning her head and watching the news report for a long time, Aunt Mei turned around with a worried expression on her face. She spoke earnestly and earnestly, and she didn't even eat her favorite green papaya and spicy vinegar salad.

"Especially you! Peter!"

The fork in Aunt Mei's hand almost punctured the shredded green papaya into dices.

This scene is dangerous to look at. Who knows if the protective net will fail and affect the audience in the stands?

I don't know what the government was thinking, but it actually approved the business license for this kind of arena. It is said that many non-governmental organizations protested before, but they were all suppressed.

What else could Peter say?Peter could only answer "yes yes yes yes".

As a young man who had paid attention to the Supreme Arena early on, Peter Parker was quite interested in this, especially since this alien arena once trained orz, an alien lady who defeated him.

The reasons that prevented him from going to watch the game were Aunt Mei's nagging on the one hand, and...

Arena of Valor tickets are too expensive, poor Spider-Man doesn't have extra pennies :)

However, Aunt Mei was still worried: "Or don't go to Manhattan anytime soon?"

"During this period, the whole of Manhattan was filled with all kinds of strange people, and the weekly crime rate soared...Peter, you should stay in Queens for a month or two, and wait for the heat to pass."

Not going to Manhattan?Peter, who wanted to keep nodding, suddenly stiffened his neck.What about the Avengers regular meeting?

Papa Tony needs him!The people of New York need him!Spider-Man never surrenders!

Aunt Mei narrowed her big eyes covered with thick mascara: "Huh—?"

Peter said instantly: "Okay Aunt May! No problem, Aunt May!"

— at worst, take cover with Ned and sneak into Manhattan.

The witty little spider admits to being cowardly on the surface, but he is not afraid in his heart.

Michelle glanced over and over at the big brown-haired boy with her penetrating gaze, forcing him into a cold sweat, and said slowly, "Don't worry, Aunt Mei, there are a lot of exams in school recently, Parker will be fine, Okay, review, study."

Peter: "..."

Mei suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, holding her heart and sighing: "It's great sweetheart, you good friends help each other, oh, youth and friendship, I am really touched~"

……

"southernnights~"

As if to match Mei's feelings, a subtle guitar sound sounded, accompanied by the sound of the bell being pushed open, getting closer.

"Have you ever felt... southern night~ (have you ever felt that southern night)?"

The low-pitched female voice sang the 80s golden song "Southern Nights" softly.

Peter Parker, who was facing the door frame, looked up subconsciously, and saw a woman who was holding a guitar and singing, dressed as if she was a street performer, but in fact she was indeed a street performer.

She has long black braids and bangs, with weird ornaments tied on the braids, and she has honey skin.

The female artist has a gypsy-like face and a good figure that cannot be concealed even with baggy and messy outfits.

"free abreeze... not mention the trees~"

Singing and singing, when she came to the first table, the female artist played the guitar with a trembling ending and closed it with a perfect ending.

She took off her wide-brimmed hat, leaned against the edge of the table, and passed by one table after another.

She was still humming, walking casually, with a gesture of "if you listen well, please give me a tip, it doesn't matter if you don't".

This gesture is obviously very sentimental, and she really sings well, diners of some age are willing to spend some small money.

——Mei is no exception.

Catching Mei's banknotes with a reversed hat, the singing female artist suddenly stopped. She smelled of alcohol and smiled a little confusedly: "Thank you for liking, my name is Circe."

Sersi (sersi), a rare name, seems to be from India.

For some reason, Peter Parker felt that when Circe approached, his spider sense was about to move, to move, to be up and down, and it was very uncomfortable.

"Hey, kid." The entertainer began to play her piano again, plucking the strings and saying nonsense, "For the sake of the dollar, a piece of advice from Circe..."

"—When reality and fantasy overlap, there are always corners that cannot be folded in."

"—Illusion blinds the eyes of a lone traveler, but the spirit of the god will guide you."

The door of the tavern was pushed open by the guests again, jingle jingle, jingle jingle.

As the dusk turned, the moon and the sun, which was about to disappear completely, were in the same sky.

As if for an instant, the curtain of night fell.

The female artist who was strumming the guitar snapped her fingers, and suddenly, like a shadow, melted into the night.

Disappeared with her, and the banknotes dropped earlier.

……

"...Hey, why do I feel like I just listened to a song?"

With a sound of "bang dang", the door that was pushed open before was automatically closed back, and the guest who was originally sitting in the seat was shocked and said with a dazed expression.

"Why doesn't the shop owner continue to sing?"

Peter Parker tensed up all over, and after making sure that the female artist was no longer around, he looked at his companion next to him.

Aunt May looked as if she hadn't noticed anything.

Domino was scratching his hair, scratching, and suddenly took out a ten-dollar bill from the top of his hair, which was supported by an exploding head: "Hey, did you pick up money again?"

— but where did it come from?

—whatever it is.got used to.

And Michelle... Michelle frowned, and looked at Peter Parker again, his eyes full of suspicion of "I always feel like it's you again".

The only little spider who remembers the whole process: No I'm not me without you don't look qaq

Finally, after dinner, the three friends said goodbye to each other. Michelle and Domino walked together very tacitly, and went home together even if they were not in the same direction.

Classmate Parker, who didn't understand the friendship of these girls very well, followed Aunt Mei home, and as soon as he entered the room, he rushed into the room.

"Peter, do you want to eat any fruit later?" Aunt May, who was a step behind, called out before he disappeared down the stairs.

"No, no, no, I'm thirsty and I will come down to pour milk by myself, Wanmei!!!"

However, he said good night, and as soon as he returned to the door, Peter turned on the communicator disguised as a wristwatch.

He called out to his spider suit AI butler: "Hey Helen, help me contact the Avengers Building."

"Good evening, Peter." An elegant female voice sounded along with the projection of the spider mark, "The communication is being transferred for you...the communication is connected."

A virtual light screen flashed in mid-air, and a figure appeared on it.

"Mr. Siss Stark! I have something to report!"

Before the screen was clear, the little spider couldn't wait to beep.

When the figure fully appeared and responded gently: "It's a pity that I'm not Mr. Siss Stark, Peter." The little spider stuttered.

"Hey Captain... Captain, have you returned from your mission?"

In fact, when Steve disappeared for a long time, everyone defaulted that he went to Wakanda, but when he said it, he usually didn’t say it directly—Yanks also pay attention to subtlety.

"Well, Tony is in the lab." Steve looked at the guilty little bug, and was very considerate, "If you don't mind, you can also talk to me...or can I transfer the call to him?"

"No! Captain, it's easy to talk to you! That's it... balabala..."

From today’s meeting of two people into a group of four, to what news I saw on the way, to meeting that weird female artist... Junior Peter successfully deriving the [-]-character report into an [-]-character examination room essay. composition.

If it had been Stark, he would have simply told Peter to "key, key, kid", but Steve listened carefully, frowned and extracted the key points, and said solemnly: "I'll let Jarvis check it out. Check this Circe, your news is useful, Peter, well done."

Jarvis's voice: "Okay, cap."

Mr. Peter Parker's face flushed with excitement.

However, in the next second, he saw the idol's face being squeezed away by another delicate face that often appeared in nightmares.

"Bug? What are you talking about?"

Peter: Why did the alien lady sneak into the Avengers Building again!