Everyday life at Midtown High School

In the following time, Pooh and a group of friends soon ushered in the announcement of the final exam results.

Midtown High School has always taken care of the privacy and psychology of the students.

Under normal circumstances, the grades of the students are not announced directly, but the teacher in charge will put the grades in a small envelope and send them to each student. If friends share it, it will not be controlled by the school.

And Pooh and the others chose to share it with their friends.

After getting their own envelope (transcript), they made an appointment to have dinner together.

Then, mix all the grade envelopes together, take out one by one person, read it out, and finally, the person with the best test is responsible for the treat.

"I always feel that you are plotting against me and Gwen."

In the reserved dining room, Peter very consciously categorized 'the person who got the best test' on him and Gwen, that's how confident Xueba is.

"Didn't you know that Credence got straight A's last midterm?"

Pooh raised his eyebrows and said in disgust, "Don't be too proud, brother! Maybe this time Harry and I will play too long!"

"That's right, I'm number one." With a cigarette in his mouth, Harry lazily raised his hand, and followed Pooh's wishes with great face, talking nonsense.

He also squinted his eyes and smiled provocatively at Peter: "Look down on us? Come on, Peter, let's compare."

"Confidence, Harry! But compare your grades with me, are you sure?"

Peter suddenly laughed at his childhood friend: "Neither you nor Pooh beat me."

Pooh has already started booing: "Bibibi! You two compete together! The loser will wear a skirt for a day!"

"Wait, we compare?" Harry couldn't help coughing dryly.

He looked sideways at Pooh in disbelief, and he had never seen a worse lover than this.

"Hey Pooh, is this how you treat your boyfriend?"

He couldn't help asking in protest.

Pooh immediately leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "Because, I trust you!"

"Get out!" Harry laughed angrily, "Don't give me the magic soup, you are a little devil who just came out of hell and is good at talking sweet words!"

"I'm a demon, so what are you? An angel, huh?"

Pooh rushed over to lift his clothes: "Where are the wings? Where are the wings? Show me!"

Seeing the flirting between the two, Peter couldn't help rolling his eyes.

Two men, why are they sweeter than him and Gwen, I can't stand it!

He was both envious and disgusted, muttering and nagging: "You two are enough! Don't rely on Gwen not coming yet, just show your affection in front of me! What's so great, is it so great to have a companion? I have too Show affection, show affection, show affection all day long! Gwen and I are not as exaggerated as you, besides, what is so great about showing affection, if you have the ability, you can show love!"

With a sound of 'puchi', Flash, who was watching the excitement and drinking juice, burst out laughing.

Pooh just sat on Harry's lap, and was turning his head to lean close to Harry's. Hearing this, both of them blushed, but after looking at each other, they both laughed again.

"Peter, why didn't I realize that you talk so funny hahaha!" Flash said while laughing, patting his thigh.

"Because you were locked in the locker before I spoke." Peter complained blankly.

"Hey man, forget about the past."

Flash hooked his shoulders and said, "Look, we are all members of the Spider-Man Support Club now, we are in the same group, and I promise I won't bully you again."

Peter put on a straight face: Hehe, can you offset my shadow of school violence for so many years with one word?

However, when talking about Spider-Man's support club, Flash suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Pooh. Have you heard that Captain America's support team plans to fire you!"

"What?" Pooh really hadn't heard of it.

Although since Steve revealed his identity and got together with his father again, he did look down on the childhood idol of Captain America a lot, but this does not mean that he has no feelings for Captain America at all, but another kind of ...the slow transition of affection from idol to family.

Because of his family, he really couldn't pursue stars like he used to.

But also because of his family, he never planned to quit the support club.

"Fire me, why?"

"You haven't come to school for a long time, and you haven't contributed much to the support club for a while..."

"Damn it! I drew a big poster of Captain America for them last week." Pooh cursed in a low voice, "They turned their heads and refused to recognize anyone."

"Why didn't I know about this?" Harry asked immediately, "You haven't even painted a poster for me."

"Please, don't make a mess, Harry."

"I'm making trouble? Can you figure out who your boyfriend is?"

"You have to figure it out, okay? If I draw a poster for my stepfather, will you be jealous?"

"Very well, you'd better treat him like a stepfather in the future!"

"So, Captain and Iron Man are really together?" Flash interjected gossipingly.

"What's none of your business?" Pooh said angrily, "The captain's business has nothing to do with you, just worry about your own idol."

"My idol has no gossip."

Flash sighed and said, "I haven't seen who Spider-Man likes so far? He doesn't have any teammates, so fans can't stand for CP at all. If you have to say it, the previous Green Goblin seems to like Spider-Man. Always run after him."

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Peter and Harry were devastated: "You must be sick, Flash!"

"Do you throw pumpkin bombs at someone you like?" Peter said.

"Don't be funny, the Green Goblin won't like Spider-Man because of his immature appearance!" said Harry.

"Hey, do you have any opinion on Spider-Man?" Peter couldn't help but turned to Harry angrily.

"You're right, Spider-Man sounds very young, and seems to be about my age." Flash said to himself: "Otherwise, how about I stand as the CP of 'My Spider-Man'?"

The room was silent for a long time.

Pooh was about to burst out of laughter, and because he was afraid of revealing his secrets, he hurriedly buried his head in Harry's chest, his body trembling with laughter.

Harry looked at them both, trying not to laugh too.

Peter looked at Flash's muscular and strong figure, and after a second of misfortune, he turned around and almost vomited.

However, Flash didn't really think too much about it, just being a fanboy.

At this time, the door of the box was pushed open, and Gwen walked in wearing a beautiful golden suspender dress.

She usually wears casual clothes, and she looks like a good student, but suddenly wearing such a skirt, everyone was dumbfounded.

"You are so beautiful tonight," Peter complimented bluntly.

Pooh involuntarily glanced at his sister's chest, and blurted out, "Oh my God, how did you make it so big?"

Gwen looked at him, instantly comparable to a death beam.

"Pooh!"

She shouted angrily: "Where are your eyes looking?! Please, aren't you gay?"

"That's right, I'm gay, I almost forgot." Pooh said embarrassingly.

Then, following her wishes, he moved his eyes away, but after a while, he couldn't help but glance over again, until Peter took off his coat abruptly, and put the coat on Gwen before he stopped. This weird peep.

Harry bit his shoulder angrily, grinding his teeth hard.

"I'm just looking..." Pooh tilted his head, explaining guiltily and unconvincingly.

"Where did you come here?" The real boyfriend, Peter, was not very jealous.

Growing up together since he was a child, he knew that Pooh was a face control, as long as he met a good-looking one, he would strike up a conversation or peep, and he was almost forced to get used to it, but he was indeed gay and had no feelings for women, so, really because of this Anger and jealousy are not worth it.

"A ball."

Gwen replied: "After receiving the report card, a friend in the chemistry class insisted on having a dance party at home, and everyone responded. I had no choice but to join in the fun and find an excuse halfway." Leave again."

"Isn't it fun?" Peter asked.

"It's too messy." Gwen replied softly, "Besides, you're not here."

Peter burst out laughing.

He was a little embarrassed, but he still looked at his girlfriend affectionately with those eyes that were comparable to Bambi.

"What's so great about showing affection, if you have the ability, you can show off your love!"

Pooh took the opportunity to return the words intact.

"Damn it, Pooh!" Gwen immediately changed her face, from a sweet and lovely little girlfriend to an angry queen.

She turned her head sharply, and said through gritted teeth, "Are you going to find fault with me today? Shut up, say such things to me, I'm going to tell Dad!"

"Hey! That's obviously Peter..." Pooh wanted to argue unwillingly.

"That's right, he just finds fault for nothing!" Peter interrupted him hastily, and blocked his words in a down-to-earth way.

The result of being a failure is that no one speaks for him, even his lover Harry sits with Flash this time, gloating and watching the excitement.

Pooh had no choice but to apologize to Gwen with a bitter face.

About ten minutes later, Credence finally arrived.

"Why is it so late?" Pooh asked casually.

Credence showed a somewhat embarrassing expression, glanced quickly at Pooh, and after confirming that the other party was just asking questions rather than being angry, he apologized softly and said, "I'm sorry, my... er, The doctor, no, a psychiatrist, gave me an examination today."

Pooh was startled, and suddenly remembered what happened a long time ago when he first met Credence.

"The English doctor with the courtship dance?"

He couldn't remember the other person's name anymore, but Pooh, who was deeply impressed by this, asked subconsciously.

"A courtship dance?" Credence looked confused.

"Queenie told me," Pooh said.

"Oh, probably." Credence lowered his head and answered vaguely.

In fact, Queenie told him the psychiatrist's excuse. He didn't know Newt very well. He just knew that Newt was a good man and a powerful expert in the protection of magical animals.

Seeing a psychiatrist is already private.

Therefore, Pooh didn't intend to ask in detail, but just asked casually, without expecting to get any decent answer: "What did the doctor say?"

"He suggested that I practice yoga."

Credence, who can't lie, answered honestly.

All the friends in the box turned their heads together: "What?"

"Yoga...helps control...uh, temper."

Credence whispered.

"You still need to control your temper?"

Flash couldn't resist being the first to say, "Please, I thought you didn't have that."

Credence remained silent, biting his lower lip, still looking pitiful.

Although Pooh is quite noisy on a daily basis, he is very considerate in some matters.

He noticed that Credence seemed to be in a bad mood, and immediately stopped discussing this topic, and thoughtfully brought the topic to today's key point: "Stop talking about that, quick! Quick! Quick! Get all your envelopes Throw it in."

He stood up from Harry's lap, took out a prepared black bag from his schoolbag, and threw his report card into it first.

Then, he walked over with the bag.

After everyone finished throwing the envelopes, he grabbed the bag and shook it vigorously for a while before raising his head and asking, "Who will draw first?"

"Let me do it!" Gwen said with a smile: "Ladies first."

Then, with her eyes closed, she reached into the bag and took out an envelope before opening her eyes: "Well, it's from Pooh."

"Aha! I was the first one?" Pooh laughed.

He enthusiastically encouraged and said, "Take it apart and have a look, I feel that I did a great job in the exam this time."

Gwen smiled and opened the envelope: "Wow, it's really good!"

"Two A's, one B, and one C!" She read out the grades and said, "Well done!"

"There is a C, what subject is the C?" Pooh asked in surprise.

"History!" Gwen replied.

"I knew it."

Pooh muttered and said, "But it's not my fault. I have disagreements with the history teacher. Briefly describe the achievements of the Roaring Commando and the experience of each member. I speculate that Sergeant James Barnes is still alive, and, maybe, like the American The captain also just fell asleep for a hundred years, but the teacher always thinks that I made it up, but this is obviously a reasonable guess."

"Pooh, during the exam, can't you restrain your hero complex?"

Harry dragged him helplessly, hugged him in his arms and asked.

"But good people should live a long life, and bad people should all die." Pooh said very childishly.

Everyone laughed at once: "Your values ​​are so simple."

They continue the game.

In the end, except for Flash, who was a sports student with low grades, but also passed at a low altitude, everyone else did well in the exam.

Gwen had all A's again; Peter had a B and the rest had A's; Harry had two B's and two A's.

Credence is also straight A, this seemingly cowardly teenager is not stupid at all.

The most important thing is that he rarely has the opportunity to go to school, and he works almost twice as hard as normal students. He is afraid that if he doesn't study well, he will be forced to drop out of school by Mr. Graves or someone else.

So, being called a squib in the wizarding world, in the No-Maj world, he actually became a top student.

"Everyone is happy."

Pooh concluded with a grin.

A group of them played lively until midnight before breaking up.

On the surface, Pooh yelled for Gwen and Credence to treat him, but in the end, he ran to swipe his card to pay the bill in advance, and his duplicity was comparable to his father.

Before leaving, Peter laughed and teased Harry: "You owe me once, skirt..."

"I didn't agree to it at the time." Harry directly reneged on it solemnly.

The author has something to say: My entanglement in this chapter is that it is a bit too everyday, and you may not like it.

But I want to write about the relationship between the teenagers. After all, the original intention of the article was to be a youth school idol drama. Although it went astray halfway, in fact, according to the original idea, the rhythm of this chapter is relatively correct.