[Comprehensive] The victory of the second dealer

When Lydia wanted to please someone, she never failed, and what's more, her request was not too much. After testing her foundation, Strange still chose to agree.

Before he left, he gave Lydia a list of books, which seemed to be things that even ordinary medical students didn't need to learn, and the names seemed very advanced.

It's also very frustrating.

Lydia and Strange made an appointment for the next class, said goodbye to Aaron who was downstairs, and walked out the door.

She had already made arrangements for this afternoon's itinerary. Peter sent her a message last week, saying that he would be able to leave school after the exam at [-] o'clock this morning. He found another good place to take pictures, and this time he can go there while taking pictures.

The photos of Spider-Man in Lydia's drawer were almost used up, and the young superhero's proactive work attitude deserved a bonus, so Lydia agreed without any hesitation.

It was almost eleven o'clock, and she went home, put her precious camera in her bag, and teleported to the Midtown High School in Queens.

Since last night, Peter has been a little restless. It has been more than a month since he and Lydia met last time. He finished the exam paper in the morning very quickly. In the past, he might have checked it several times. , but today he handed in the papers early and went to the coffee shop opposite the school with his schoolbag.

When he sat in the appointed coffee shop, it was just past ten o'clock, and there was no one in the coffee shop. He ordered a cup of coffee, sat at the window seat, and made sure that Lydia could see her when she appeared. he.

The closer it was to eleven o'clock, the more restless he was, and there were more and more people in the coffee shop. A few gangsters from the next class also came to the coffee shop together. As soon as he entered, he saw Peter sitting by the window. Come over and sit opposite him and raise your legs: "Oh, nerd Parker~ It's rare to see you come to this kind of place."

Peter glanced at him and didn't say a word. The gangster didn't like the good student in the next class all the time, so he moved the coffee cup away from him and moved closer: "Who are you waiting for?"

"Hey, James, who can that top student wait for? Come and order!" His companions shouted at him, the gangster rubbed Peter's head vigorously, and walked towards his companion past.

As soon as he stood up, he heard a slight sound from the door behind him. Peter in front of him raised his hand and grabbed two handfuls of hair that had been messed up by him and stood up, showing a smile that no one had seen before.

The voice in the coffee shop suddenly quieted down. Before the gangster turned his head away, he heard a nice female voice behind him: "Excuse me."

Peter was sitting in a conspicuous position, and Lydia saw the boy opposite him rubbing his head from outside, but Peter looked a little restless.

James, who was blocking the way, subconsciously got out of the way, and then saw a long-haired figure sitting on the seat he had just sat on, and asked that nerdy Parker gently: "Have you been waiting long?"

Peter subconsciously shook his head, and suddenly found his voice, and the smile on his face gradually became lively: "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"

Lydia looked around and didn't answer his words, but just showed a smile: "Here are all your classmates?"

Only then did Peter realize that many people were staring at this side. He choked, scratched his cheek a little embarrassedly, then grabbed Lydia's wrist, and walked out of the coffee shop, wanting to eat at a place with few people thing.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of this door, Peter ran into the front desk with whom he had a good relationship, and the other party approached him and yelled, "Hey! Peter!"

Then Peter was dragged aside by the neck.

Lydia's arrangement this afternoon and evening was only to take pictures of the young Spider-Man, so she stood aside in no hurry, looking at the two big boys with a smile.

The front desk glanced at Lydia, and thumped Peter's chest with his hand: "This is your girlfriend? This is too beautiful! No wonder you look down on the girls at school."

Peter smiled proudly, and then quickly looked in Lydia's direction with a guilty conscience: "Not yet."

"No, buddy." The front desk experienced said, "You have to take the initiative! Ask her out! Today is a good time!"

Peter, who was fed a bunch of strategies for chasing girls at the front table, scratched his head and returned to Lydia. Lydia looked at him and smiled. Now his mind is full of how to ask Lydia out. After a while, he blurted out, "Are you free tonight?"

Lydia looked at him, with the same smile on her face, and said very bluntly: "Peter, I made it very clear last time."

Of course Peter remembered what she said in those buildings to be demolished last time, he could even recite every word Lydia said at that time, but he didn't flinch, looked at Lydia and nodded: "I Of course remember, don’t fall in love.”

"Of course this is not a date, it's just an exhibition, I know it doesn't mean anything." He looked into Lydia's eyes, the expression on his face was a bit shy, but more firm and expectant, "This is just an invitation from a friend ——Could you accompany me to visit that exhibition tonight?”

Lydia knew from his appearance that he didn't listen, but she felt that her attitude had been made very clear, so she didn't refuse Peter's invitation, and such anticipation was a good mood for the afternoon's filming. excitation.

If the shooting goes well, it is not impossible to accompany this big boy to an exhibition.

Of course, the shooting in the afternoon went smoothly. The abandoned factory that Peter chose looks very dilapidated on the outside, but the background is very suitable for taking pictures, and he is in very good condition this time. It may be that he has accumulated enough experience last time. At one time he was able to strike interesting poses without much prompting from Lydia, and often came up with some very creative moves.

For example, the way he hangs from the ceiling in a Spider-Man uniform, Lydia thinks that those fans will definitely pay for it.

The factory has been cut off for a long time. Even in broad daylight, the light is very dark. I don’t know what the factory was originally used for. There are many rusty metal products on the ground, and it rained last night. It was wet, and it was easy to fall if you didn't pay attention. Lydia stepped over a steel bar carefully.

Peter followed her very nimbly, protecting Lydia from falling very intimately.

"Peter," Lydia couldn't help saying as she stepped over another piece of rusted iron, "I wonder if you chose this place on purpose."

Peter really did it on purpose, he relied on himself to wear a mask, Lydia couldn't see his expression, tried very hard to control her tone, and said innocently and sincerely: "Of course not, when I came last time There's no water on the ground - I actually think the second floor here is more photogenic."

The light on the first floor was too dark, and only a few photos could be taken by the window. Lydia put away her camera when she heard what he said, and looked for the stairs leading to the second floor.

The stairs are set up by the wall, so it is not difficult to find, but it is a simple staircase made of iron sheets. Because it has not been used for many years, the stairs and handrails are full of rust, and some sections look crumbling. Lydia doubts that they can Unable to support own weight.

Now she was more sure of Peter's small thoughts, turned her head to look at the big boy who was tightly wrapped up behind her, and showed a helpless smile: "Peter."

Peter didn't look carefully at the stairs that day either. He flew up directly from the outside. Now seeing the appearance of the stairs and Lydia's expression, his whole face under the mask turned red and he stuttered. Explanation: "Uh... I really didn't find this..."

His body language was much more vivid than his words. Lydia watched him be at a loss, and teleported to the second floor with the camera.

Peter scratched his hot face through the mask downstairs, and followed him up.

Like Peter said, the second floor is much more suitable than the first floor.

The roof upstairs was broken, and the sun shone directly from the damaged part of the roof, illuminating the second floor brightly and darkly, which was very beautiful, and Lydia was able to take a lot of pictures to satisfy her even without Peter making any special poses. Photo.

Because of guilty conscience, Peter seldom spoke after arriving on the second floor, but his actions were extremely coordinated, and their photo taking efficiency was simply amazing.

It was around four o'clock in the afternoon, when the sunlight outside gradually weakened, Lydia announced the end of the shooting.

The quality of the photos this time was very good, so Lydia was in a good mood. Peter came over to see the photos. Lydia glanced at him, took off his mask, and pointed to the picture on the screen that he had glued on. The photo in the upper left corner of the room said: "This one is so good, I didn't even look for the angle."

Seeing her in a good mood, Peter moved a little closer, automatically changed the angle, and stood behind Lydia, standing next to her very naturally, looking at the screen with his head over Lydia's shoulder.

His mind was not on the photo at all, he was looking at the photo seriously on the surface, but in his heart he wanted to reach out and wrap his arms around Lydia's waist from behind.

Lydia looked at the screen the whole time, but she seemed to be able to see Peter's little thoughts, and when he stretched out his hand, she suddenly called out: "Peter."

Peter quickly withdrew his hand, and Lydia put away the camera and looked back at him. Peter said to Lydia with a straight face, "What are we having for dinner?"

Lydia's green eyes were full of understanding, and Peter's ears were a little red, but he tried not to avoid Lydia's gaze, and tried to meet her gaze.

After a while, Lydia showed a smile, and raised her hand to touch his messy hair because he took off the hood: "Okay, high school student, go and change."

Peter pinched his hood with his hands behind his back, and when he heard her address, a somewhat troubled expression appeared on his flushed face, as if he was very dissatisfied with her address: "Lydia, I'm not a little boy anymore."

"I'm an adult." Peter showed a very serious expression on his face between a boy and a man.