Everyday life at Midtown High School

Although the media continue to 'carnival'.

But due to Pooh's indifference and calm attitude, Tony and Harry gradually became less bothered than before.

Once in a while, Tony mentioned this puzzling thing to Pep: "What do you think, um...how about my son Pooh?"

Pep gave him a surprised look, and replied bluntly and sincerely: "He is much better than you."

"No no, I mean..."

Tony explained: "How on earth did he manage to remain so calm when a group of people speculated and slandered him?"

"Tony, you should ask yourself that!"

Pep replied in surprise: "When your 'private life'... every night, when all the news about the girl lying on the bed is published in the newspaper, you are also very calm."

"It's different."

"I don't see any difference."

"No matter how the media guesses the hair color, eye color, or even what type of figure the girl on my bed belongs to, it will not damage my glorious image. Because when people mention me, they will only say in a tone of envy, envy and hatred, that playboy……"

Here, Tony didn't mean to be complacent, but he was just making a statement with eloquence, but he still had a bit of complacency.

"Well, something to be proud of."

Pep nodded casually and agreed.

"But Pooh is different."

Tony said abruptly.

"What's different?" Pep asked.

"They laughed at him, you know..." Tony said grumpily.

"What should I know? Well, too short?" Pep thought for a while and asked.

"No, it's gay." Tony replied.

Pep pursed his lips, and said helplessly: "This is indeed a bit annoying. But you have to know that the current social status is not tolerant enough, so..."

"Pooh said leave them alone," Tony continued.

"A sensible approach is simply not like your son."

Pep sighed casually, and then asked, "And then?"

Tony didn't say anything, just showing a gloomy look.

But years of tacit friendship made Pep suddenly realize: "Are you worried about him?"

"When encountering insults for no reason, people's first reactions are different, but generally speaking, they will be wronged, angry, and want to fight back... These are normal reactions, but Pooh is too calm."

While thinking, Tony said in a low tone: "His behavior seems to be a habit. I would rather he be a little more arrogant, anyway, I have everything."

Pep's face couldn't help showing a touch of concern and distress.

She said softly, "Tony, it's not your fault."

"Yes, of course it's not my fault! For the first 16 years of his life, I wasn't involved at all."

Tony shrugged, self-deprecatingly.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Pep took out the notepad and pen that he carried with him and asked, "Notify the legal team and continue the lawsuit?"

"No, no need."

Tony pursed his lips: "Pooh doesn't like this very much. Enough is enough. You have to be forgiving and forgiving. The naive idea of ​​an ordinary good boy... But this time, it's as he wished, so let's call it a day."

Pep gave him a surprised look.

She couldn't help sighing and said: "Many people say that a child will make a person grow up instantly, and it seems to be true. I used to think that I would never see you learn to compromise and become mature in this life."

"Actually, I have changed a lot, Pep."

As Tony answered, he asked half-truthfully, "So, do you want to reconsider and get back together with me?"

"No, for something like a fire pit, jumping once is enough."

Miss Stark's CEO refused without hesitation.

Tony couldn't help showing a look of disappointment.

But he may have expected it earlier, and he was not too sad.

After Tony also decided to give up following these fabricated news, the world suddenly became much quieter.

The Avengers finally don't have to face the low-pressure "landlord" every day, and finally don't have to think about how to make those unscrupulous media give up making money, shut up obediently, and stop forging all kinds of bloody dramas.

Everyone went back to their original pace, those who set out missions went out to do missions, and those engaged in research continued to do research.

Tony himself is extremely busy, part of the work of Stark Enterprises, messy research and development experiments, and part-time job as an amateur superhero as Iron Man...

In this case, Pooh received a notice from the school counselor.

The content of the notice was about the examination notice for the chorus course he took this semester.

The required attendance for this elective course is 80.00%.

If the attendance rate is not enough, you will fail the exam without even passing the exam.

Fortunately, he is very interested in singing and rarely skips this class, so the attendance rate is sufficient.

But if he goes back to school for the exam, it also means that his short vacation is coming to an end.

"When things in the Osborne Group stabilize, do you want to consider going back to school?"

While packing up the books for school, Pooh casually asked Harry behind him.

"I have thought about it, but I probably won't go to school every day like before."

Harry said simply: "It should be a name, and then, around the same time, take the exam and apply to the university."

"Looks like you've got everything planned?"

Pooh asked in surprise.

"I would love to learn more, but you know, what is taught in school is no longer enough to meet my needs."

Harry sighed softly and said, "For the normal operation of Osborne and not to show my timidity in front of those cunning shareholders, I have been studying a lot by myself recently. So, now I don't have enough energy. Take courses that you may be interested in, but are useless for the time being."

"I wish I could help you." Pooh turned his head and said sincerely, frowning.

Harry couldn't help but smiled back, walked over, leaned over his shoulder, stretched out his fingers to rub his frown away, and said jokingly: "Honey, don't make that look, can you smile at me, It's already helping me."

Pooh laughed all of a sudden.

He asked jokingly: "You always say that I smeared honey on my mouth, how did I learn it today?"

"It's because I kissed you this morning." Harry dismissed the blame very neatly.

At the same time, he put his chin on Pooh's shoulder affectionately, and asked with a smile, "I'll drive you to school tomorrow morning, okay?"

"You drive? As I remember, you haven't had your driver's license for three months, have you?"

Pooh asked suspiciously.

"It's true that I just got my driver's license, but I'm very skilled. If it wasn't for the age limit on the driver's license, I would have gotten it two years ago."

Harry answered very confidently.

"Stop making trouble, do you think I will believe you when you say such a thing?" Pooh asked with a smile.

"Of course I do. If you don't believe me, who else are you going to believe?" Harry raised his eyebrows and asked back.

Pooh laughed helplessly.

He couldn't help turning his head to ask for a kiss, Harry lowered his head slightly in cooperation, and in the blink of an eye, the two were kissing together again.

the next day,

Due to the exposure of his life experience, Pooh deliberately went to school late for a class in order not to be watched by others.

Against Tony's burglar-like eyes, Harry took the initiative to drive Pooh.

"Can't he do something serious?"

Before finishing breakfast, Tony, who was sitting at the dining table, immediately said indignantly, "The dignified Osborne company is going to close down? Why did you come to work as a driver for my son?"

"Please, he's Pooh's legitimate boyfriend."

Steve sipped his porridge, persuading him helplessly: "Don't you prefer him to ignore Pooh?"

"Hell, if he does that, I'll give him three missiles for free."

Tony said angrily.

This man is really...

Steve was dumbfounded by his apparently inconsistent language.

At this time, there were a few slight message prompts, and Hawkeye glanced at the phone inadvertently.

Then, suddenly, he said, "Guys, we have a mission."

"Mission? What... Why did Sol come to Earth again?"

Natasha also looked at the message sent by Aegis on the phone, and said in surprise: "However, what is he doing here this time? Continue to look for the younger brother? Well... he should be the younger brother of Loki, right?"

However, waiting for everyone to answer.

She asked again cautiously: "This time, his brother Rocky, probably didn't come with him?"

the other end,

Harry successfully sent Pooh to the school gate, and only then stopped the car under the stop of the security guard.

Facts have proved that the behavior of driving people off is extremely correct.

Because at a glance, there are a bunch of people outside the gate of Midtown High School, who seem to be strolling normally, but people with a discerning eye can see that they are all gossip paparazzi, squatting on the news with full endurance.

As soon as they saw Harry and Pooh appear, their first reaction was to grab the camera, and at the same time, they couldn't wait to rush up.

But due to the deterrence of the Osborn Group and Stark Industries, they didn't dare to surround them too presumptuously for a while, but just tried to get closer and take a sneak shot.

Harry parked the car steadily less than a meter away from the school gate.

"You can get out of the car."

He said simply.

"Not bad!" Pooh praised before getting out of the car, "It's been quite stable all the way."

Harry then tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Because you are in the car."

"Sweet mouth." Pooh grinned.

Harry couldn't help laughing, and responded solemnly, "Well, you taught me well."

Pooh got out of the car with his schoolbag on his back.

But when he got out of the car, he deliberately went around to the direction of the driver's seat, knocked on the window, and when the window was lowered, he poked his head in with a smile, pointed to his lips and said, "I have taught you other things... ..."

Harry smiled indulgently.

Immediately afterwards, regardless of the cameras raised by the surrounding paparazzi, he turned his head without any scruples, and generously exchanged a shallow kiss with Pooh at the car window.

"Don't forget to think of me." Pooh enjoined lively.

"Okay." Harry nodded with a smile.

The old doorman who had once teased Tony looked at the two teenagers with a smile on his face.

That expression was like that of a girl watching a youth idol drama.

"Enough kissing?" Even when Pooh came over, he asked teasingly.

"How is it possible!" Pooh also answered him familiarly, and said in a serious tone: "How can there be enough time for this kind of thing?"

The doorman was so teased that he immediately wrinkled his face.

Because of the reporter's intrusion into the campus, the entry and exit management of Midtown High School is very strict.

So, while opening the school gate for Pooh, he chatted casually, "Boy, you've got a lot of news recently."

"Every celebrity will have this kind of distress."

Pooh laughed nonchalantly and said nonchalantly, "Master, do you want me to sign your autograph?"

"I don't follow stars..."

The doorman said with a serious face, "Especially a little star like you who can't even be counted as a shooting star."

Pooh couldn't help laughing.

At this time, the guard uncle opened a side door.

Pooh then raised his foot to go inside...

Suddenly a black figure burst out from the slash, shouting his name: "Vinnie Stark!"

Pooh turned his head subconsciously, and the black figure suddenly raised a bottle and splashed the liquid in his face.

Not far away, a female teacher who happened to pass by with a book raised her head and screamed in fright when she saw this scene.

"Go to hell, disgusting gay."

Said the man in black after pouring the liquid.

He showed a righteous expression, raised his arms to a group of raised cameras and DV reporters, and said solemnly like an oath: "Concentrated sulfuric acid. He deserves it. Gays deserve it!"

Just about to watch Pooh enter the campus, he drove away, but Harry, who saw this scene from a distance, was so frightened that his heart stopped suddenly.

He slammed open the car door, wanting to rush over, but forgot to unfasten the seat belt of the driver's seat. In a hurry, a deep red mark was drawn on his shoulder.

In the end, his eyes were red, as if he had jumped into the ice and snow of the North Pole, his fingers were cold, and he was scared to death.

It took a long time to unbuckle the seat belt with shaking hands.

Pooh was still standing there with a dazed and terrified face...

It wasn't until Harry staggered forward and hugged him tightly desperately that he slowly recovered.

"It's okay..." In his arms, Pooh said hoarsely.

Then, he raised his hand, patted Harry's back lightly, and took the initiative to comfort him: "It's okay, it's not sulfuric acid, don't worry, don't worry."

To prove that I'm okay.

He also wiped his face with his hands, raised his hands to Harry's eyes, and said with a forced smile: "Look, it's okay, it's all water, not sulfuric acid, he's scaring people. God, please, don't cry , I'm really fine."

Five minutes later, Harry, who finally got out of the huge shock, suddenly turned around when he remembered something.

Angrily, he rushed to the man who was still smug, not running away at all, and was talking nonsense to the reporter, grabbed his chest, and stuck a gun into his mouth.

"Hey, calm down. That's against the law..."

The doorman hurriedly grabbed his arm, reminding and warning: "I have already called the police, boy. Don't pay yourself for the scum!"

Pooh also hurriedly wrapped his arms around Harry's neck.

He tried to force a smile, and said jokingly, "Hey, honey, you don't want to continue taking notes with Papa George, do you?"