[Comprehensive British and American] The best neighbor

Zemo arrived at the garage and drove away with his second-hand Volkswagen. He bought this $[-] Volkswagen for transportation when he just rented the house. His budget was $[-], but luckily Under his budget, he chose the most cost-effective car in this price range.

After starting the car, Zemo saw Peter looking around at the side of the bicycle at the gate of Midtown High School. After Zemo stopped the car, Peter saw him immediately. Peter quickly folded his bicycle, and Zemo got off the car and opened it for him. In the trunk, Peter smiled embarrassedly: "Thank you, Mr. Zemo."

"Nothing." Zemo returned to the driver's seat, and Peter also sat in his co-pilot position. He looked around Zemo's car curiously. Thousands of dollars, it’s the most worthwhile car at this price.”

"Do you like cars?" Peter asked.

"There are very few men who don't like cars, just like there are few women who don't like beautiful clothes and jewelry. The laws of material society are helpless." Zemo turned his head and smiled at Peter, "You are too young , but it is not far from the age to understand these."

The afternoon sun just shone on Zemo's driver's seat. When he turned his head, the light shadow of his nose blended with the shadow under his eyes. His smile was very warm and comfortable, but Peter The final focus was on Zemo's unruly hair, which was lifted up to block the sun, leaving an uneven shadow on his forehead.

Not paying attention to Peter's ecstasy, Zemo turned his head and continued to drive. Peter immediately woke up and was puzzled by the feeling just now, but he liked that smile, and when he thought of that smile, he even wanted to smile.

Peter couldn't stay in his thoughts for long, and Zemo asked, "Have you ever worked out before?"

Peter said with a little embarrassment: "...No."

"What about running? How about school gym class?" Zemo continued to ask.

Peter shrugged: "It's not bad, I can barely pass."

"You don't like gym class?" Zemo asked.

"It's not like I don't like it... It's just that I'm not particularly interested in physical education, well, I just don't like physical education very much." Peter admitted honestly, "Doing experiments is much more interesting than that .”

"So if you go to the gym, can you stick to it?" Zemo asked.

At this time, the gym has arrived, and Zemo has already talked with Aunt May. Aunt May doesn't mind Peter arriving home late.

"Go in." Zemo said to Peter.

There are not many people in the gym, because this is not a lively neighborhood, but there are several gyms. As soon as I entered, a consultant lady came forward with a warm smile: "Hey, Helmut, Did you bring your brother here today?"

Zemo retreated to the side of Peter and said, "This is the neighbor's child. Today I just took him to have a look."

The consultant lady found a black coach who looked very burly. He introduced the use of each equipment to Peter, and directly pointed out Peter's thinness. During the process, Zemo did some ordinary strength training by himself, but because the gym was not big, he Peter's situation can be seen all the time.He could see that the boy had some longing, but he was still hesitating.

Zemo ended up sitting with Peter on a chair in the gym's waiting room, and he asked, "How's it going?"

"It's very good here, but," Peter sighed, "I don't know if it's necessary, as long as I don't take the initiative to provoke others, they won't bully me."

"Really?" Zemo asked.

Peter knew that was not the case. Those people could trouble him anytime they wanted.Everyone knew that Peter Parker was an unpopular man, and no one would stand up for him—oh, except for Ned, who was as unpopular as him.He's not a coward, and he doesn't want Mr. Zemo to think of him that way.

"No." Peter said.

"If I'm coming, can I come with Mr. Zemo?" Peter asked, looking up at Zemo with anticipation in his eyes.

"I will work the night shift every other day, but I can come with you the next day and pick you up by the way." Zemo said, he looked at his watch, "Let's go, it will be dinner time in a while."

Zemo bought two glasses of Slurpee in the supermarket outside. Peter sipped on the Slurpee and suddenly asked, "Does Mr. Zemo know how to get along with people?"

Zemo froze for a moment: "Do you want to make friends?"

Peter nodded.

"A 'Hey, hello' start, then pick up the topic, find common ground, and it's easier to be friends if you're a classmate. You can see each other every day, and it's easier to get acquainted—but it's not You don't apply, do you?" Zemo said, and he said bluntly, "You can't find anything to continue with."

"How do you know?" Peter was a little surprised.

"I also went to high school, Peter, there are people in my class who are very similar to you." Zemo smiled, "But she is a girl, she has been unknown, and her grades have always been the best. I sat with her At the same table, she is a kind-hearted girl who also wants to help others, but she has never been able to muster up the courage and is very shy. But after graduation, she became much better. She joined a reading club and met many friends. Be cheerful. When I saw her again a few years later, she was a different person, cheerful, confident, very talkative, and very likable.” Zemo recalled the girl with light brown hair in his memory. I know what's going on with that girl now, but I hope she's doing well.

"So...you mean I can be like that too?" Peter asked, "Talkable, cheerful, confident, likable?"

"No, you don't need to become what kind of person, Peter." Zemo shook his head, he stared at the road ahead, "What kind of person you like to be, just do what you want, what kind of person you become is It is unrealistic, and human nature cannot be concealed forever. But how you want your life to be, what you want to do, you have to take every step bravely."

"Follow your heart?" Peter asked.

"Yes, the simple point is to follow your heart." Zemo said, "Don't force yourself to do things you hate, and don't be blinded by hatred or anger."

Peter nodded half understanding.

Zemo smiled, a little self-deprecating. His words came from his own experience, but the boy in front of him might not understand.Some things have to be bloody when you understand it.