[Zhongyingmei] dishonest love

In this world, there are many things that torture people's minds. For students (students), exams are undoubtedly the most effective method.

The whole algebra test Jenny has been in a state of fog, she is really not stupid, but she has no idea what she hasn't learned, she hasn't gone to school for a long time, the courses can hardly keep up, what should she say Fortunately, I have a good memory. Do you remember what I said in the past few days?

Unfortunately, this part of the content did not help her pass.The in-class quiz uses the method of exchange and correction, and the results will come out before school...

"It's surprising, you look obviously smart?" Alice Green shook the test paper with a score of 19, "The lowest score in the class."

Lightning stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, and made fun of her with a protracted voice: "loser—"

Jenny went to pick up the test paper with a bitter face, Alice let go of the paper and let the paper fall to the ground: "By the way, Mr. William will keep you in detention until next week's make-up exam, and the report card must be signed by the parents and handed in by next Monday. , and if you fail the make-up exam, you will have to bring your parents over."

Peter bent down to help Janie pick up the test paper, and felt disgusted with Alice. This was completely humiliating Janie, and she obviously didn't have to do this in front of everyone.

"Peter, I feel so bad. I have to pass the make-up exam..." Jenny lay on the table and buried her face in her arms. "You can't bother my cousin with such trivial things." Brother thinks she is stupid.

"What's the big deal, Peter can help you with tutoring, it's so convenient that you happen to be neighbors." Ned passed by with his perfect test paper.

"Why didn't you help me with tutoring?"

"I'm too high a level for you, and Peter is just right," Ned said. "Besides, I have to pile up Lego models. The new Death Star model, 3803 pieces."

"I'm not a Star Wars fan, but, cool..." Jane pulled the failing test paper out of Peter's hand, "How much did you pass Peter?"

If "91" hadn't been busy with Spider-Man's side job, he could actually take more exams.

"Do you have time to help me with tutoring? The internship?"

"I guess, I can find time." Mr. Stark only gave Peter Happy's phone and signal receiver, but the signal receiver has not received the mission for several days, no matter how Peter sends a message to Happy He could only get a perfunctory response. He guessed that he should be able to go home early.

"See you at your house after the detention? Or my house?"

"My house." Too many things happened at Jenny's house that he was embarrassed to remember, so his own house is better, Peter thought.

……

detention room.

"M... Michelle, have you been detained too?" Jane was surprised to see Michelle sitting next to her with her bag.

"No, I just enjoy drawing people in trouble here." She showed the drawing book to Jane. "By the way, I'm drawing you now."

"It's not interesting at all." Jenny continued to revise the handout, "hi, can you teach me the solution to this problem?"

"Yes, but you must also answer questions in exchange."

"OK" Jane felt that this meant that Michelle was interested in her. It would be great to get to know each other and maybe become friends.

Michelle wrote the solution in the blank space of the drawing book and tore it up for her. Jane studied it for a while and nodded: "Understood, what do you want to ask?"

"Why don't you tell people about your relationship with Iron Man?"

"What?! How did you..." Jenny jumped up and shouted—how did Michelle know? !

The teacher in the detention room knocked on the table: "Keep quiet!"

Jane had no choice but to sit back and lower her voice: "I don't know what you're talking about, what can I have to do with Iron Man? Don't be kidding."

Michelle erected the drawing book. On the drawing book, there was a simple head portrait of Iron Man and a girl who was obviously Jane. There was a double arrow in the middle that said "cousin".

"..." Jenny was speechless, pulling Michelle to stand up, "Can I talk to you alone for a few minutes?"

"Of course." Michelle followed her into the women's room.

"How did you know?"

Michelle patted her on the shoulder: "When you called Iron Man, I was in the cubicle next to you."

Jenny swallowed: "Maybe there are other Mr. Starks?"

Michelle raised her chin: "For example?" Without waiting for Jenny to react, she gave another fatal blow, "I confirmed with others that Tony Stark in the corridor received a call at that time. So, you His father is Rosen Lovich, and Iron Man is your cousin."

"This is too unconvincing. I have not disclosed any personal information on social networks. The outside world only knows that Rosen Lovech has a daughter, and I don't even know her full name, let alone photos...Lovie Qi is not a very special surname."

"If you insist on evidence." Michelle took out a school newspaper - a letter of thanks from Mr. Tony Stark for his donation to the school..., "Prior to this, the most related to Tony Stark's donation The school is MIT, why did he come to our school on the day you transferred? On the day you were threatened by Clarington, why did he happen to give a donation...to promote the construction of the academic style?" Although a member of the school should share honor and disgrace, But Michelle doesn't think Midtown Technical High can be compared to MIT.

"Is there such a thing as a coincidence in this world? Even if it is an incredible thing, it may still be a coincidence." She decided to make a desperate struggle.

"I can also tell you that I have found other evidence, such as your clothes without trademarks, checkbooks in your schoolbag, and your knowledge of luxury goods, etc., but as you said, these are not enough to be used as definite evidence. So I came to ask you directly." Michelle pointed to Jenny's face in the mirror, "Then, you told me the answer completely—through your expression. You are really not a good liar."

"Is this a test? A trap to deceive me?" New York has a deep routine, and she wants to go back to the countryside.

"A test I'm 90.00% sure of the answer to. My instincts are always right."

Jane sighed: "I lost to you, can you not tell it? The reason why I hide it is to be a, you know, ordinary student to make friends more easily, how many have I made yet? Just two, No, three." She had to count Spider-Man.

"Why should I say it? You will reveal it sooner or later." Michelle did things out of interest.

"Is there? I don't wear famous brands, I live in Queens, the transportation is the subway, and the mobile phone is an old model that has been used for several years. What else do I need to change?"

"Indeed, if I hadn't heard that phone call, I wouldn't have thought that you were the daughter of a hotel tycoon. But there are many differences in you. Even if no one finds out in a short time, you will expose yourself sooner or later. Your The concept of spending money, and various details..." Michelle turned up the collar of her coat, "Look, there is no trademark, but your initials, all embroidered by hand."

"Can't it be the trademark I cut out and the abbreviation embroidered by myself?"

"is it?"

"No..." Jane was discouraged. She really didn't expect her disguise to be so flimsy, and it would be broken with a poke. "Since you don't plan to say it, can you be a good person to the end and help me change it."

"Not interested..." Michelle paused, looking into her eyes, "Did you know? In fact, I'm actually quite interested!"

"Deal! Welcome to the Confidentiality Alliance. Don't look at me with that contemptuous look. We are allies now."

………………

After dealing with a car thief, helping an old lady take down a cat from a tree, and patrolling (walking? wandering?) around Queen's Road for a long time, Peter finally decided to call it a day and go home for the first time in recent months. Before night fell, I changed back into my clothes and went home.

"It's time for her to arrive, but let's wait." Peter didn't see Jane when he got home, thinking that if she didn't come in a few minutes, he would go to the next door to find her, and for some reason , Peter wanted to delay as long as possible until she took the initiative to come.

Fortunately, Jenny didn't keep him waiting too long. The doorbell rang a few minutes later, and Jenny appeared at the door of Peter's house with a plate of biscuits: "Cranberry cookies, it's not good to bring them empty-handed. Where's Aunt May?"

Peter took the biscuit: "I'll probably be back in a while."

"Shall we study in the living room?"

In fact, Peter thinks it is better to be in the living room. After all, the table in the living room is much more spacious than the desk in his room full of interesting products, but to be honest, this apartment is an open structure. At dinner, if he saw him let Jane do her homework on the dining table, she would definitely kick him into the room with her ears up.

Peter took a deep breath: "Go to my room, all my notes are in it. And my room is quieter." What a reasonable reason, he didn't think about anything messy.

"Okay." Jane didn't know Peter's twists and turns, and followed Peter into the room with her schoolbag in her hand.

"You look very happy." Peter was a little surprised at how quickly Janie adjusted her mood, and she went to the detention room reluctantly after school.

"After school, I mean after the detention, I went to eat ice cream with Michelle." By the way, we also discussed a reform plan. She took this trivial matter to heart, although she still had to work hard to pass the make-up exam.

"You and Michelle are friends?"

"Probably." Jenny nodded, "You reminded me that I will bring friendship cookies to Michelle at school tomorrow. She will definitely like the cookies I baked."

Peter tasted the cranberry cookies she brought over: "It's delicious, by the way, I'm going to get some drinks, what do you want to drink?"

"Water will do."

After Peter left the room, Jenny looked around his room. Although it was a little small, it was still tidy for a boy, and there were a lot of things piled up, especially on the desk. She couldn't see a lot of retro technology. Know what works.