Everyday life at Midtown High School

Not everyone likes Pooh, and no one can please everyone.

In the eyes of those who hate him, delicate appearance represents a pussy; a lively temper has become a brain problem; the behavior of coming out of the closet is an early feature of grandstanding and mental illness.

Fortunately, apart from his good friends Peter and Harry, Pooh doesn't really care much about the opinions of those he doesn't know well.

Although his report card that is always hovering at the passing line proves that he may not be an excellent student, but the most basic thing is that he is willing to do one thing, that is: always be honest with himself.

Therefore, he never deliberately concealed his sexuality.

"If I don't even agree with myself, how can I ask others to agree with me?"

However, occasionally there are some annoying guys, which still affect the mood very much.

Flash Thompson, the school bully of Midtown High School and the main player of the school basketball team, likes to bully his classmates in his free time.

So, when Pooh walked to the classroom with his schoolbag on his back, he was blocked in the corridor by a group of dog legs...

This is really not a rare thing at all, at least...Peter also belongs to the type that is often blocked.

Thompson took the lead in taunting him, yelling, "Wear a skirt to school next time, Vicky!"

A group of his henchmen also started booing around Pooh: "I heard that you like men's dicks? In fact, you are a bitch!"; "Maybe you can put a ponytail behind your head? Hahahahahahaha! "; "Pooh, get out of school and save up for a sex reassignment operation!"

Pooh folded his arms around his chest and listened to them with a smile that was not a smile. Then he unceremoniously started to fight back and said, "Thompson, you handed in your homework today? Stop me here if you have time, why don't you go back and make up for it?" Homework, lest I have to cry and be found by my parents again."

He raised the corners of his lips and looked contemptuous: "A bunch of idiots!"

"Vinevich, do you think I dare not do anything to you?" Flash Thompson really showed an irritated expression.

He has been blessed since he was a child. He is much taller than his peers. He has been exercising all year round. He is as strong as a bull. When he loses his temper, he is naturally scary.This directly led to the fact that few people were willing to stand against him when he wanted to find fault.

But Pooh stood there calmly, with no fear on his face.

Maybe he has a slender figure, a gentle personality and loves to laugh. Some girls privately call him a sweet baby who is as sweet and delicious as candy. He is very manly, and he never lacks the courage to "Know that you will lose, but also maintain your dignity".

For a moment, the scene was tense and explosive.

Pooh looked calm on the surface, but he thought casually in his heart, since he was destined to be beaten...

"So, when we fight later, how can I protect my pretty face and fight back against the annoying Thompson."

However, when he thought half of it...

"Please stay away from my friends."

A voice broke the deadlock at this moment, and Harry Osborn appeared at the other end of the corridor with a cold expression.

Flash Thompson had already decided to give up this provocation after seeing Harry intervene.

In school, even school bullies are usually unwilling to openly provoke two kinds of people.

One is the darling of the teachers, who is excellent in character and learning to a certain extent, such as Gwen Stacy; the other is the young master like Harry, who has a very strong family background.

In fact, even for the sake of Gwen, if Pooh hadn't retaliated before, but had swallowed his anger and let them laugh and tease him, maybe... Thompson would not have the idea of ​​doing anything at all.

However, now that he was bumped into by Harry, he just wanted to have fun, not for revenge, so naturally he wouldn't insist on continuing to provoke.

But he really wasn't happy with the result.

Before leaving, he couldn't help mocking: "What, Harry? Are you in love with him?"

The group of boring guys burst into laughter immediately.

"It's none of your business, Thompson."

Harry looked calm and said calmly.

Thompson finally felt bored.

After viciously pointing his middle finger at Pooh, he left with a group of dog legs in resentment.

"Thank you, Harry."

After Thompson left, Pooh immediately showed a super (silly) bright (white) brilliant (sweet) smile to his friend: "You are really my savior!"

"You and Peter stay away from that guy next time!"

Harry's tense expression gradually eased, and he said carefully: "If you really can't avoid it, just bear with it, don't be so stupid and confront me head-on. If I didn't come over just now, are you planning to get beaten for nothing? ?”

"I couldn't help it for a while, Harry."

Pooh laughed again, his big brown eyes were full of clarity and carefree, as if he didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.

"stupid!"

Harry couldn't bear it any longer, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed this cute guy's head heavily: "Don't leave after class today, call Peter, and go to my place for some snacks, just as a refresher for you .”

"No problem." Pooh didn't mind his friend's jokes, and agreed neatly.

"Also... don't take today's matter to heart."

Harry whispered another comforting word: "Everyone knows that Thompson is a jerk. So, no matter what he said, you don't care."

"Of course!" Pooh said nonchalantly, "I don't have the time to talk to him!"

Blinking livelyly at Harry, he chanted rather leisurely: "A man cannot keep a poisonous snake in his chest forever; he cannot get up every night and plant thorns in the garden of his soul."

Harry smiled.

Pooh's natural optimism can always make people forget all the stupid things he has done, and immediately feel that he is fresh and cute.

He subconsciously stared at Pooh's usual lively brown eyes and lively cheeks, and couldn't help stretching out his arms to give him a warm hug.

"Hope I didn't get you into trouble," Pooh said.

He interpreted Harry's behavior as his friend's worry and comfort, so he happily hugged him back.

After a while, he let go of his hand and stood up straight again, but he became worried again: "By the way, Thompson might create a rumor about us."

"No one will believe his nonsense."

Harry also let go of his hand cooperatively, allowing Pooh to leave his arms, but feeling a little lost for no reason.

However, he quickly came back to his senses, changed the subject half-truth, and tentatively teased Pooh: "...Speaking of which, according to your mate selection criteria, Thompson is obviously more suitable than me, right? Blonde and stocky or something."

"what the fuck!"

Pooh twisted his pretty face and said in disbelief: "Harry, are you serious? Yes, I like strong men, but I don't like brainless golden gorillas!"

Harry burst out laughing.

"Yeah, I like your description."

He couldn't help but agree.

In the afternoon, another friend of theirs—Peter, also gave high approval after learning about the incident.

"That's right, Thompson is a brainless golden gorilla."

He added in a very grateful tone: "I'm so glad that Pooh's aesthetics are normal. You know, those cheerleading girls are crazy about Thompson!"

"He's really good at basketball." Pooh commented pertinently: "Ignore his human failure..."

"Well, anyway, I don't like him anyway." Peter, who was deeply hurt by it, complained.

"Then can we not discuss him?"

Harry interjected, "Let's change the subject! Do you know Iron Man?"

"What is that? No idea."

Pooh answered honestly.

"Oh my god, Pooh, you don't know about such a big thing?" Peter couldn't help but said in surprise, "The TV stations, newspapers, and magazines were all talking about it a few days ago, didn't you read it?"

"I'm busy watching the fashion show, who has the time to care about the boring news station!" Pooh replied confidently.

Peter was speechless.

Harry suppressed a smile, and thoughtfully explained: "Tony Stark, that is the super-famous Stark!"

"I know this, that playboy, I heard that he was kidnapped by terrorists a while ago?"

"Pooh, that was a long time ago!"

"Uh... well, what then?"

"Then, he became Iron Man."

"Hey, is that how you tell stories? There is no context, cause and effect." Pooh protested dissatisfied.

"Please, how do we know what's going on? The government keeps blocking the news." Peter replied helplessly, "Harry, do you know a little more?"

"Just a little bit."

Harry replied: "I heard that he was kidnapped by terrorists first, and then, by virtue of his ingenuity, he made a steel armor and escaped wearing the armor. Not long ago, while he was wearing the armor to beat bad people, he also saved Man, in the end, he faced the camera directly and announced to everyone that he is the superhero Iron Man."

"Cool!" Pooh praised: "It fits his usual narcissistic style."

Then, he added: "However, unfortunately, when it comes to superhero, I only recognize Captain America."

at the same time,

"As a superhero, will Iron Man defend the United States like Captain America in the future?"

A reporter asked Tony this question.

"What do you think?" Tony asked through his sunglasses.

Then, he raised his arms proudly in response: "He is the past, I am the future!"

Sitting in front of the TV, watching the news seriously and learning about modern life, Steve suddenly laughed.