[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

The author has something to say: This CP is Peter Parker and Helmut Zemo.

It was another beautiful day, the sun was shining, he got up on time, and when he came downstairs he smelled the smell of toast and Nutella, and all of this, Peter believed, portended good things to come, So he picked up his schoolbag, picked up the toast with chocolate sauce on the table, and said goodbye to Aunt May and Uncle Ben with a smile.

He rode his bicycle, put his schoolbag behind his back, and turned right after going out. He found a car parked outside the door of the house next door. A man - he didn't look very young, but Peter guessed he must Not yet 30 years old - moving a small LCD TV out of the car.Because the weather was really good today, and all this made him feel good, so he mustered up his courage and decided to say hello to that man.

"Hey, hello." He stopped his bicycle and landed on one foot, "Are you a new resident here?"

The man glanced at him first, then smiled politely, and said friendly: "Yes, I just came here today and want to move some furniture."

"Oh," Peter said, his heart was a little nervous, but his mouth was quick, "then you really don't have enough furniture."

"The life of a bachelor is kind of pitiful, isn't it?" the man joked, and Peter laughed too, his nervousness disappeared a lot. "I'm Peter Parker who lives next door. I live with my uncle and aunt." He pointed to his own home next door. "If you need anything, you can come to me for help."

"Thank you." The man put down the TV, came over and extended his hand to Peter, "My name is Helmut Zemo, nice to meet you."

"It's nice to meet you too!" Peter quickly reached out his hand to shake the man's. He felt that his palms must be sweating.

"Are you a student?" Zemo saw Peter's backpack.

"Yes! I'm going to school, goodbye!" Peter waved to Zemo, stepped on his bicycle and rode lightly on the road.Along the way, he kept recalling the scene just now, his new neighbor, Mr. Helmut Zemo.He looked friendly, Peter thought, better than the last man who lived in that house, a muscular man who worked in a garage, and was so mean that Peter was even called a few times by him.As for Mr. Zemo, he looks very delicate and speaks very peacefully. It can be seen that he is a very polite and educated man. He even put down the TV and shook hands with Peter!

As far as first impressions go, Peter thinks his new neighbors are impeccable.

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Today is the 81st day since Zemo moved into New York. He finally found a suitable house for himself, instead of living in a cheap hotel like before, sitting on a damp sheet and looking for information about Hydra.Of course, he knew that he would not live in this house for a long time, maybe two years at most?By the time he's figured out what he's doing and it's settled, he'll move to another place, and fighting crime isn't a job that allows you to have a permanent residence.

Because it was the first day, he only brought a TV, his own computer, cleaning supplies, some kitchen utensils and a seat that can be used as a bed or a sofa.At noon, he was going to buy a la carte and oil and salt, and make a pasta meal by himself.The tradition in Sokovia is that eating noodles when you move into a new house represents auspiciousness, and if you don’t say anything, you can’t blame God if you drink water afterwards.

In the afternoon, he was going to apply for a job as a security guard at the Queen Mary II Concert Hall, so before he went out to buy groceries, he glanced at his forged documents to make sure there was no logical error.Nodding to himself, he set off.

On the certificate, he is Helmut Zemo, a retired ordinary soldier in Sokovia. He is 29 years old this year. He does not have a US green card, but other documents are complete, and the resume he submitted shows that he has extremely low salary requirements. As a concert hall whose business is not booming, the person in charge of Queen Mary II should wish for such a person.

After cooking a meal of creamy mushroom pasta, Zemo counted his calories and decided to go to the nearby gym to get a card. He must keep his physical condition in top condition at all times.On the way to the concert hall, Zemo passed by a high school called Midtown. From the outside, he could see the basketball players inside were slapping basketballs and running. He didn't pay much attention to it.

The director of the concert hall said to give him an answer tomorrow, but when he got home Zemo hacked into their simple system and found that his resume had been included in the employee file.He closed the page and decided to go out to apply for a gym card. The gym staff praised his face and well-proportioned muscles, and tried to get him to apply for a VIP membership card, but he directly refused. The staff stuffed him with a phone number on the bottom of the cup. The numbered paper cups were also thrown away.When he returned home, he saw a woman over 50 years old picking up fallen apples. He thought it would not take much time to help others, so he went up to help the woman pick up the fallen fruits.

"Are you new here?" the woman asked kindly, and Zemo gave her a polite smile, "I just moved in today, and I haven't had time to clean up the house yet."

"Really?" said the woman, and then she said, "I'm May Parker, and I live in the house up front."

"Hello, Mrs. Parker," Zemo said, "I met your nephew Peter in the morning. He is a very polite young man."

"You can just call me May," Mrs. Parker laughed. "Peter greeted you, which is really a good thing. His personality is not very cheerful, and it is rare to hear that he will greet people proactively."

Zemo accompanied Mei to the door of their house, and Mei turned to Zemo and said, "Since your new home hasn't been tidied up, you probably don't have any cooking materials. You want to come in and sit down with me and me. Would you like to have a chat with your husband and have a meal? Peter should be back later."

Zemo opened his mouth. In fact, he really wanted to refuse. After all, if this is the case, more time will be wasted.But the words came out: "Of course that's no problem, I'm glad to be invited."

When May came home, her husband was already sitting on the sofa. Like May, her husband was also a very friendly person. Zemo felt that he could even smell his kindness that was incompatible with him.

"Hey, Ben, this is Helmut, the young man who just moved in next door to us today," May said to Ben.

"Hello, Ben Parker, just call me Ben." May's husband, Ben, held out his hand to him, and he shook hands with him. "Hi, I'm Helmut Zemo"

"The house next door has not been lived in for a long time." Ben said, "What do you do?"

"I'm a music hall security guard," Zemo said, naming his only official job.Unofficial ones include Hydra Slayer, former Echo Scorpion Special Forces captain, and more.

"Security, this is a good job." Ben said, "It seems that you will not be like the previous owner of that house. He was not so polite."

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Today is indeed a good day, and Peter thought so when he went home. No one at school gave him cold eyes today, and he also met a neighbor who seemed awesome.

"Aunt May! Uncle Ben! I'm back!" He stopped his bicycle and called into the room. He walked into the kitchen and was about to help Aunt May as before, but found that someone had already done his work.

"Hey, Parker." His new neighbor greeted him looking up from the pot of risotto.

"Hey." He felt a little sluggish, and waved his hand mechanically, "Just call me Peter."