Everyday life at Midtown High School

"My dear father is driving me mad."

The next day, Pooh and Gwen complained on the phone and said: "I took a lot of photos of him, and he still picks and chooses all kinds of dissatisfaction..."

Gwen listened patiently the whole time.

Then, the pretty blond girl raised a possibility very gently: "Actually, Pooh...have you ever thought about it? Maybe, this is the company your father wants!"

"What?" Pooh said in surprise.

"Didn't he complain that you didn't spend enough time with him?" Gwen analyzed seriously: "So, he should want you to spend more time with him, but he doesn't know how to get along with you, so he must find something to do. Doing... taking pictures, as you complained before, the robotic arm can also take pictures, and it may not be ugly, but he insists on letting you take pictures, maybe he just wants to find something for you so that you can stay He is by his side, so that the atmosphere will not be so stiff. Think about it, if you have nothing to do, how embarrassing is the scene where the two are stupid and silent!"

"Most of the time, women like to beautify things." Pooh simply commented.

Gwen laughed: "Hi!"

Then Pooh smiled with bright eyes.

He said sweetly on the other end of the phone: "But I like your analysis, because it made my boring photoshoot afternoon yesterday a lot more meaningful. If that is the case, I forgive him. It's so bad, there is a Dad who doesn’t like to confess everything, is very tired.”

"It's really scary not being able to communicate."

Gwen said so in a low voice pointedly.

"Hi honey, what's the matter with you?"

Noticing that Gwen on the other end of the phone seemed to be depressed for a moment, Pooh immediately grabbed the phone and asked, "Did something happen to you? It's what you said yesterday afternoon, do you have something to tell me?"

"I don't know, what should I say about this?"

Gwen's tone was distressed, confused and puzzled: "It's about Peter..."

"Peter, what's wrong with him? He's busy fighting for justice and left you again? If that's the case, I'll ask Tony to deal with him." Pooh said angrily.

"No, it's not, there's just something wrong with him," repeated Gwen. "He's not quite himself."

"Who does it look like? Gwen, sometimes boys like to imitate before they grow up. Has he had a new idol recently?"

"No, it's not, Pooh. He's been kind of weird, refusing to communicate with me, and at the same time acting very...arrogant and conceited."

Pooh paused for a few seconds and said honestly, "It's hard for me to imagine Peter being arrogant and conceited."

"Maybe I'm thinking too much." Gwen replied with a sigh, "Maybe it's just a symptom of adolescent rebellion."

"Haha, don't use this elder tone to describe your boyfriend."

Pooh couldn't help laughing all of a sudden: "Honey, compared to your cleverness and precociousness, most boys seem to be silly boys who are still in adolescence."

"Thank you for the compliment." Gwen laughed on the other end of the phone: "I really hope it's just me thinking too much this time."

Pooh comforted her and said: "It's okay, love is always about gains and losses."

"Huh? Is this from experience?" Gwen took the opportunity to ask with a smile on the other end of the phone.

"Hmm..." Pooh rolled his eyes, thought for a while, and finally decided to answer honestly: "Gwen, I probably only tell you this kind of thing."

"what?"

"Sometimes I worry about Harry leaving, the kind that opens his eyes and he says to me, 'Pooh, let's break up again, my dad won't let us be together' kind of thing. Also, he has a genetic disease in his family, Uncle Norman injected himself with drugs randomly... Maybe it's really not good to say this, but I'm really worried that he might not be able to hold on anytime soon, and before he died, he told Harry to stay away from Pooh What kind of last words. Then, Harry couldn't resist his father's last words and decided to leave me, isn't that what many TV shows do?"

"...You can watch less dog blood TV series."

Gwen concluded: "Have you talked to Harry about this?"

"No, firstly, I don't want him to laugh at my wild thinking; secondly, I don't want to put extra pressure on him. Although he didn't show it, I know that becoming the boss of the Osborne Group is not an easy task. He is already tired enough about things; three times, I like to let nature take its course when it comes to emotional matters." Pooh responded in a relaxed tone.

"Don't scare yourself, Pooh."

Gwen said patiently.

"I'll return this to you unchanged. Don't scare yourself, Gwen." Pooh responded quickly.

Moreover, he comforted the other party in turn and said: "Don't worry about me, dear. We are all like this. When we are in love, we will inevitably think of some terrible things because of some troubles, but it does not necessarily happen. Maybe Peter just encountered something that was bothering him, and he'll figure it out."

"Yes, I think, I see."

Gwen smiled over there in relief, "Talking to you made me feel better. Thank you, Pooh."

"You're welcome, dear, at your service anytime." Pooh responded with a cheerful smile.

Then, they hung up the phone.

At Peter Parker's house, early in the morning, there was some argument.

"What time did you get back last night, Peter?" asked Uncle Ben sternly.

"What's the matter?" Peter asked impatiently, "I'm going to practice basketball."

"Basketball, when did you fall in love with sports?" Uncle Ben asked in surprise.

"I've always liked it," Peter replied.

"Okay, let's take it as if your words are sincere."

Uncle Ben didn't want to argue about this, so he changed the subject and asked, "Can you explain something to your uncle?"

"what's up?"

Uncle Ben took out a 'Parents Notice', which stated Peter's recent grades in class: "Explain, how did you drop your English grades from A to D? And, according to me As we know, apart from this subject, your grades in other subjects have also dropped significantly..."

"I don't know." Peter said with a straight face: "But the focus of my consideration now is not the same as before."

"Focus?" Uncle Ben asked incomprehensibly: "You used to care about this, Peter. So, I don't understand what's wrong with you?"

"I don't care now!"

Peter said in a very strange tone: "I have the right to do whatever I want!"

In the room, there was a sudden silence.

Uncle Ben looked at him complicatedly, as if he didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Peter!" Aunt May couldn't help shouting, looking at him worriedly.

Then, without waiting for Uncle Ben to figure out how to continue talking.

Peter stood up in a hurry and picked up his schoolbag: "I'm going to school, sorry."

"This kid has been a little strange recently."

After a while, Uncle Ben pointed in the direction he left and said to Aunt Mei.

"Another period of rebellion."

Aunt Mei replied helplessly: "Ben, in fact, you don't have to be so strict with him. He has always been a good boy, but occasionally he can't figure it out, but he has a kind heart. Every time he rebelled, he would quickly figure out what he should do." .”

"Yes, I'm helping him speed up the process." Uncle Ben said stubbornly.

"You stubborn old man." Aunt Mei couldn't help complaining with a smile.

Peter stood on the school bus platform.

He lowered his head and stared intently at his hand. At the cuff of his wrist, there was a layer of strange black things, which were moving in the shadows.

"Wow~!"

He let out a heartfelt exclamation of joy: "This feels different. I seem to be stronger than Iron Man now."

On the same day, YouTube uploaded a new video.

Spider-Man, who was wearing a black grid tights, was still acting chivalrous and righteous as usual, and after saving people as usual, he suddenly said to those people who were frightened by the villains and hadn't recovered their senses: " Hell, I have to go to the next game. Besides you, there is another group of wolf-hearted guys who need me to go and save. When the police come, you better be so silent. If you just cry to the police Come on, it would be even better to say that you were scared by Spider-Man! Anyway, no one cares if the little spider will be sad and angry!"

"Little Spider changed his uniform?"

"I prefer the old red and blue colors."

"Black is also good, it feels a little more tempting"

"Maybe it's used for replacement. It's red and blue every time. It makes people feel like he never washes clothes."

"Wait a minute, why are you so focused on the color of the uniform? Shouldn't our focus today be on the fact that the little spider is complaining this time? He's a wolf or something?"

"... so cute! Anyway, no one cares if the little spider will be sad and angry, how can no one care? We all care hahaha, this tone is so simple!"

"You're talking nonsense upstairs, hahaha do you care? Do you seem to care?"

"I only care, hahaha, how cute."

………………

"Morning, Peter." When Gwen saw Peter, he immediately greeted him and greeted him warmly.

"Morning, Gwen." Peter showed a slightly unnatural smile.

"Are you okay?" Gwen asked concerned.

"It's fine, I'm fine." Peter replied unclearly, "But why do you ask that?"

"I saw the video just posted on the Internet today."

Gwen approached him intimately, and reminded in a low voice with a smile: "Your video of chivalry."

Then, she simply took out the iPad from her bag and directly planned to show him the video.

They used to do this often, reading comments on the Internet, chatting and listening to some optimistic and interesting complaints from Peter.

But this time, it was different from usual.

Peter didn't seem interested, but in order to cooperate with Gwen, he reluctantly glanced at it.

then……

"Wait!" he exclaimed suddenly.

"Why did the section label you clicked on be 'funny'?" Peter shouted in an unbelievable tone: "I remember, the last time I watched Mr. Iron Man Stark's video, the section label was clearly 'Technology', The videos of Captain America and others have more complex tags, but they are generally 'original, action, exciting', in short, not funny!"

"But you've been in this section, Peter. But that doesn't matter, does it?"

Gwen glanced at him in surprise, suppressed a smile and joked, "I've never seen you care before."

"All the time?!! Please, this is very important, why is it always funny! I just didn't pay attention before. The little spider worked so hard to save people. Others have skateboards and armor and can fly. Only the little spider worked so hard. Using spider silk, it's exhausting! As a result, everyone's evaluation of him...is it funny?"

Peter shouted in that soft and cute tone: "How can you do this! It's so disrespectful!"

Gwen looked at him in shock: "You...you yelled at me because of this?"

"Did I yell at you?"

"Yeah."

"Then I might as well yell again."

"what?"

"You! How! Yes! This way!!!"

"Peter, you...you figure it out, I didn't do it."

Peter looked at his beloved blonde girl in front of him, struggling violently.

Then he turned sharply and ran away again.

"Oh my God, Peter!" Gwen looked at his back in disbelief.

After a while, she stomped her feet vigorously: "Damn Peter, what medicine did you take wrongly, what's going on here?"

In the men's locker room,

Peter was alone in the full-length mirror 'talking to himself'.

"I made Uncle Ben angry again this morning, well, now Gwen is also a little angry by me, that's not right."

However, he said to himself in the mirror, "I want to be cooler and stronger, so that maybe one day I can join the Avengers and become a well-organized Spider-Man, not a temporary But only if my friends and loved ones will be happy about it, not worried and angry."

"Don't be silly, Peter."

The next moment, the same voice appeared with a different expression: "When you become stronger, everything is fine. Didn't you still say this morning that you feel stronger than Iron Man soon?"

"That seems to be true..."

Peter bowed his head in thought.

So, the voice continued to seduce him: "You are also a superhero, do you still want your videos to be classified as funny?"

"I do not want?"

Peter became serious in an instant: "You're right, Venom! Let's fight together and get out of the funny zone as soon as possible!"