Clark has something to say

Clark could easily sense that Peter's attitude towards him was not like someone who met him for the first time, and he was a little confused: "Have we met before?"

Peter: "Uh."

He weighed the box up a bit, thinking about how to get away with it. Not long before he got the memory, he had just received two offers, the Daily Bugle and the Daily Planet.

In all fairness, he favored the Daily Bugle, but he wasn't sure how many other people, like himself, had gotten memories of the future.

He didn't want to discuss this matter with anyone, and he didn't want to meet his former acquaintances—at the end of that memory, he was really stung. Greeted him, but he hastily lowered his eyes.

...which was the immediate reason for his leaving New York.

He really didn't know how to face those who knew nothing.

Peter has a lot of superhero friends, but in the final analysis, people who take into account two identities are basically busy around. He thought about it for a while, and felt that he still didn't dare to bother Batman.

But he can find Barry, the Flash is easy to talk to, and in the future, the relationship between the two of them is very good.

The Flash, who has super speed, is the best intelligence agent. Before he can react, Barry has already figured out most of the facts.

...The members of the old Zhenglian all have memories, and Peter should be the only non-staff member with memories.

Peter thought about it, and thought it was quite reasonable. He thought about the time when his future self uploaded the memory on the machine. At that time, the captain had already buried his bones in the deep snow of Siberia, and Tony, who came back alive, was determined not to leave behind in the world. any trace.

"... Those armors are given to you." The man waved his hands casually.

In fact, it is not that Peter has no intersection with Clark. To be precise, it is not Clark Kent who has an intersection with him, but Superman.

As a superhero, the god on earth has the widest range of protection. His city is the metropolis, but there are other places where he is needed, and Superman will not hesitate to lend a helping hand.

When Peter first became Spider-Man, he was helped by Big Blue many times. Once he accidentally broke a lamppost and ran home to find pocket money. When he came back, he found that someone had already paid for him.

The staff of the city hall looked dreamy: "...I talked to Superman!"

Later, every time he put on his uniform and went on a swing in New York, with his keen sense of spiders, he could always feel that there was someone floating not far above his head. Leave silently.

Peter: "No, no, no, of course we don't know each other—but you're Clark Kent, do you know how famous you are? You're the second reporter for the Daily Planet to get a Pulitzer after Lois Lane!"

"I like your report on the improvement of slum governance and the background check of residents. It is very real, Mr. Kent. Although it is not the Pulitzer one, I think it is the best, especially the concluding comments at the end. ..."

"...I read it over and over again."

Clark opened his eyes slightly.

"Wow." He sighed a little oddly, but his voice could not conceal the joy: "I didn't expect anyone to like it so much... Thank you."

Peter also stammered: "No, you're welcome."

He really didn't expect to leave the identity of Superman, the real Clark turned out to be such a person - it's hard to describe, but it's completely different from any kind of appearance Peter had imagined before.

He glanced at Clark unobtrusively.

The tall man wrapped his good figure in a plaid shirt, exuding a harmless atmosphere. He was wearing a tie honestly and carrying a briefcase in his hand. His eyes made his eyes look less blue , but still looks warm.

In Peter's memory, the Supreme Head of State had a pair of ice-blue pupils, like a blue lake floating with crushed ice.

This comparison made him unable to resist: "You said just now, what did you not think of?"

As soon as the words fell, the little spider suddenly realized that he was offended. No matter what stage of life he was in, Peter was not good at dealing with people, so much so that he was excluded at school. These things made him pay attention to the relationship between himself and others. the border between.

Don't ask, that was the first lesson he learned in school as Peter Parker.

The little spider said anxiously, "Uh, I'm sorry, I didn't want to ask or have other thoughts..."

Clark interrupted him: "Please don't think so."

The little reporter touched his nose and felt sorry for scaring the young man. He smiled slightly and sounded a little embarrassed: "I'm just not used to it."

"It's the first time someone likes my article so much."

Peter was confused for a while, and then he found that Clark's performance was not fake, he was really happy for his praise, so he fell into deeper confusion.

Does Superman lack praise?

Every day, countless people praise the god on earth for his handsome face like Apollo, his holiness and tolerance, his generosity and selflessness, and the media are endlessly piling up rhetoric to praise his rescue operations. Under the absolute gap, their voices are only a little bit, almost negligible.

But such a god is happy because someone likes his article?

It must be difficult for ordinary journalists to write such a report, but Clark is Superman, and he should never feel that this is his life achievement. Winning a Pulitzer Prize may be like eating and drinking for Superman.

After all, Superman has done far more important things than writing reports.The little spider thought secretly.

Before the nuclear explosion of the metropolis, Superman drove away alien monsters such as Steppenwolves for the earth, and smashed asteroids that could penetrate the star core. The Justice League he led became the initial cognition and synonym of justice in the hearts of mankind. , and after the world changed, Kar-El iron-blood ruled the entire planet, aloft.

The contrast is too great.

Peter tentatively: "Mr. Kent, do you care about other people's comments on the article?"

"Just call me Clark." Clark said gently: "Yes, I care a lot. I hope to get feedback and opinions from readers. For professionals like Perry, I will refer less."

After finishing speaking, he raised his chest a little proudly, although he still slightly retracted his shoulders for the sake of camouflage: "After writing this report, a little boy in the slums sent me a letter, and he said that my article made the place Got the attention of the government and now, the family finally has the money to buy their first mattress."

Peter's eyes wandered: "Very, very good."

He is getting more and more confused. If Clark wants to help a slum dweller, he can use a faster and more efficient method. Superman is different from a good neighbor superhero like Spiderman. Humans worship Superman almost to the point of fanaticism Peter swore that as long as he said to the camera that this slum needs help, donations from all over the world would fill that alley the next day.

"Here." Clark pushed the elevator for Peter. There was already someone in the elevator. Seeing Clark, the man shrugged sympathetically: "Good luck, Clark."

The little reporter suddenly became nervous, and his muscles tensed up. He lowered his voice: "Is it the boss or Louise?"

Peter blinked inexplicably.

"—Boss has something to do with you."

Clark licked his deep teeth, turned his face, and whispered: "Sorry, Peter, Jimmy will introduce you to the Daily Planet, Jimmy Olsen, he is my friend and an excellent reporter."

The elevator door opened with a "ding".

Before stepping forward, Peter heard a high-decibel voice roaring: "What I want is news reports, news, news, what kind of rags are you? Where is the seriousness and profundity? I Let me tell you, not every spam article can be called news!"

"Yes, boss!"

"And Clark, is he here? The manuscript he handed me this week was literally hit by a car!"

Clark shrank his neck, the little curly hair trembling slightly, he pressed his forehead: "Sorry, Peter, I have to go there first."

Peter: "..."

The little reporter who was happy just now seemed to have lost his color. Peter's super hearing ability endowed by the spider serum allowed him to clearly hear the violent storm that Clark encountered.

Peter couldn't help but suspend his heart.

Does the old editor know that he just trained Superman bloody?

Little Spider weighed his own level. He is very self-aware. Before that, he basically relied on photography works in exchange for internship opportunities. Traditional paper media such as the Planetary Daily may not meet Perry's requirements.

He put the box on the work station with trepidation, and approached Jimmy: "Excuse me, what will happen to Clark...?"

Jimmy pursed his lips and chuckled: "Don't worry, this is the old landscape of the Daily Planet. Every report by Clark is of high quality, but Perry hopes that they will be higher."

Just as he was talking, Clark dragged his feet and walked out lazily.

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Jimmy greeted him: "Is the perfect attendance award gone this time, or is your bonus deducted again?"

Peter choked suddenly: "!"

Clark was devastated: "Neither, but my application for a salary increase was called back by Perry."

Jimmy looked more sympathetic, and he fondled the folds on Clark's shirt shoulders lovingly: "Then you may have to rent the house for a while, but it's actually not bad? I really don't understand your obsession with buying a house."

Peter: "..."

I don't understand either.

It's simply confusing-why does Superman buy a house?As long as he wants, he can go home anytime, no, which corner of the world he can't reach in an instant?

Buying a house is like asking who is richer, Bruce Wayne or Tony Stark.

Clark was devastated, and he muttered, "I've already spent my salary this month, so I've been waiting for this raise to come."

Jimmy rubbed the back of his head: "Why do I think you spend too much money, look at Louise, she buys more things than you, and she's not as tight as you."

Clark looked like he was about to cry in the next second: "Smallville's farm needs to be repaired, and Martha asked me if I could buy some corn seeds without taking out a loan. This year's interest is too high."

Jim: "Good luck buddy, I'm going to work first."

Peter: "..."

Superman?loan?No, even leaving aside his Superman status, Clark is also a big reporter who won the Pulitzer.

Peter had planned to save some money for a new oven for Aunt May before the internship was over.

His head was in a mess, feeling that there was no bright future for money that was already visible to the naked eye. Impulsively, he asked abruptly, "Clark, is there any way to make money quickly?"

Clark said uncertainly, "...Yes."

The little reporter thought carefully for a while, and spoke in a prudent and serious tone.

"—First, you need to have a few billionaires as friends."

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[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Is Tim on strike today?

Living in the honest Gotham City, Tim has only one dream.

Inherited the family business and died.

As a result, fate not only closed the door tightly for him, but also welded the window for him, and finally kicked him by the way.

Overnight, he changed from a wealthy man with billions of dollars to a penniless pauper.

The mansion was seized, the account was frozen, and he was forced to live on the streets.

Tim: "...help!"

Forced by life, he had to find a job to support himself. As a minor, after No.20 was rejected for three interviews, he fought with a stray cat expressionlessly and snatched away the other party’s dried fish , used to fill the stomach.

Tim: "...ah."

As soon as he took a bite, a heavily wounded man in pitch-black armor slammed into him from a height with a "boom--".

——The dried fish was also knocked out.

Tim: "..."

Staring at the pair of dark "cat ears", he blinked stiffly, out of anger.

——It's time to get a long-term meal ticket!