[Zhongyingmei] Let happiness spread over Chinese restaurants

She found that she couldn't understand the various proper nouns written in English in the books, and she couldn't keep up with the speed of the biology teacher's impassioned lectures.

"It would be strange if you could keep up." Regarding her confusion, Miss Ruiwen replied lazily with her chin propped up, "Didn't you start learning English a few weeks before you came to New York? Your progress in learning has already been considered a rapid progress." gone."

She still remembered that when she met Miss A for the first time, Miss A stumbled, her pronunciation was not very accurate, her word order was upside down, and her English was really bad.

But now she can already talk to others very fluently.

"But……"

"Someone bullied you because of this?" Ruiwen didn't think that Miss A would feel sorry for herself for no reason. All she could think of was that someone would use this incident to provoke Miss A.

Although the X Academy is peaceful, it is not without thorns. Miss A looks soft and easy to bully, and her ability is not from the combat department. The more Ruiwen thinks about it, the more she feels that her idea is right.

She planned in her mind to make a small report with Charles, and kept comforting her.

"Amy, you're awesome."

Seeing that the two got along well, Charles was relieved.

He had rarely seen Rui Wen look so relaxed, she kept frowning tightly, running around in various places that he didn't know.

She concealed her thoughts so well that Charles felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

Like he might lose this sister.

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Bolivar Truss knocked on the door of the office of the President of the Academy of Fine Arts.

"Gui'an, Dean Ann." He bowed deeply to the black leather chair that turned around.

"Your Ann, Mr. Truss." Ann deliberately lowered her voice, "I have read your proposal."

"My honor!" Bolivar Truss suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, he knew that his proposal would definitely get the attention of the lord.

After all, the target of their hatred is the same.

And his proposal can perfectly solve these hostile targets.

"Sentinel, what a novel word." Ann's tone was flat. "So sir, what is your next goal?"

"By chance and coincidence last time, we got a little blood from Mystique." At this point, Bolivar Terras could no longer hide his feelings, and repeated in an obsessive tone, "She is Eve! "This sentence three times.

Before he finished speaking for the third time, he arched his back in pain and fell to the ground as if he had been hit hard in the abdomen. Ann jumped down from the chair, squatted beside him and asked him:

"Mr. Truss, do you know what you did wrong?"

"What...what?" Bolivar Terras opened his mouth, and blood kept gushing from his throat.

Ann tilted her head and showed an innocent smile, "Guess what~"

The light in his eyes dimmed slowly, and his mind became chaotic and empty. In the end, he died in embarrassment at the moment when he thought he was most satisfied.

Even to the point of death, I didn't understand what I did wrong.

"At the end of the day, I'm also a mutant." Ann said softly, "Good night, sir."

While carelessly erasing all the evidence, Ann called an unremarked number in her phone.

"The Sentinel will not appear again." She picked up a bunch of keys on Bolivar Terras's body, "Instead, please fulfill your obligations."

"no problem."

"Then, I'll leave Amy to you—Miss Mystique Raven."

Ruiwen over there immediately hung up the phone with trembling hands.

"Miss Ruiwen?" Miss A looked at her curiously, "Who are you talking to?"

"It's just a business partner." Rui Wen casually passed the topic, "Let's go to the farm behind to see together later."

She glanced at Charles who was standing not far away, obviously thinking about something, and raised the corners of her mouth, "Charles will go too."

"it is good."

Charles, who was named, went up and killed each person one by one.

In the end, the trio leaked the news for some reason, and a few little guys and big guys followed up quietly.

"Logan, Qin, Pietro, Wanda." Sitting in the co-pilot seat, Charles sighed while resting his forehead as if suffering from a headache.

Hank, the driving beast, laughed, "They've always been so naughty."

"It's not naughty anymore." Rui Wen said coldly, and then slowly softened her tone under Miss A's gaze, "But it's their freedom to follow or not."

Because the distance is not far, it didn't take long to drive to the farm.

Hank parked the car in the area specially marked out for parking.

At this time, several students also chased after them.

"Oh, what a coincidence, Professor." The silver-haired boy waved his paws with a smile, "And...Miss A, right?"

Miss A has an impression of this face.

This is the postman dedicated to Mr. Charles, who sent her a mobile phone and a dress.

"This is Pietro, this is Wanda, this is Qin, and this is Logan." Charles introduced Miss A one by one.

"My name is Amy." Miss A also introduced herself.

Pietro, who had been gossiping about the matter between Miss A and the professor for a long time, couldn't wait to get close to him, wanting to ask some top-secret information, but reluctantly gave up after being given a warning glance by the professor.

But he still worked hard to observe the interaction between the two, hoping to find some clues about the relationship between the two.

As for Wolverine, he was kicked away by Charles and Raven the first moment he came up.

Compared with the two boys, Wanda and Qin are treated much better.At least they can sit under the tree and chat together when they are tired.

"When will the flowers bloom?" Wanda tugged on Miss A's sleeve to signal her to look up.

"This is a peach blossom tree that blooms in spring."

"Can't we leave earlier?"

Before Ms. A could speak, Pietro took up the conversation, "Isn't this kind of thing easy for you, Wanda?"

Having been bluntly leaked certain abilities, Mr. Charles immediately decided to take them back and educate them well.

At this time, Wanda stretched out her hand to hold the flower branch.

On that branch, beautiful budding pink flowers slowly began to emerge.

it's beautiful.

Knowing that Miss A was so emotional, Wanda handed over the flower branch without thinking, "It's for you."

Miss A frowned, "Thank you, Wanda."

The author has something to say: Today my best friend sneaked into my dormitory and asked me to go out.

Girlfriend: Your roommates are all studying well, you see that the bed is endorsing seriously

Me: She's amazing!

Girlfriend: Right, right, and there are books spread out in front of the second bed, which are super serious!

Me: ...but she has her mobile phone in her book

Girlfriend: emmmmmmm, there are three beds full of homework books on the table

Me::...... She is brainstorming and copying homework

Girlfriend: ...Farewell

☆. Twenty-seven meals for planting flowers

When Miss A was fondly playing with the peach blossom branches, Qin suddenly asked:

"Amy, what does the florist's school look like?"

"Eh?" Ms. A was stunned for a moment, she put the flower branch on her lap, and held her chin to think, "School... I've never been to that kind of place before."

"I heard that it is a very good place. There are all kinds of classmates, you can meet good friends with different personalities, and you can complain about the weird food in the school cafeteria. The teacher will care about your every move. There is a late-night symposium." Ms. A described what she had heard in a somewhat inconsistent manner, her eyes flickering with anticipation.

"Sounds like an interesting place." Wanda imitated Miss A and held her chin. "We don't have late-night seminars here."

"You can try it." Pietro thought to himself, "How about we have a bonfire party tomorrow Saturday?"

"The late-night symposium and the bonfire party are not the same thing at all." Miss A immediately vetoed it.

"But Amy, you haven't experienced it, how do you know it's not the same thing..." Pietro still wanted to struggle, "What if it's like this!"

"Florist's school prohibits open flames." Ms. A seriously taught American students about science, "Even flashlights are not allowed."

The American students sighed in disappointment when they heard the first sentence, but they exclaimed inconceivably in the latter sentence.

"Is a flashlight also an open flame?" Qin suddenly felt that all these years of studying were wasted.

"Maybe it's because...there is light?" Wanda guessed uncertainly.

"I heard that flashlights caused forest fires before." Pietro had a serious face, and collapsed after being watched by others for a while.

"Amy, where did you hear that?" Charles Xavier couldn't laugh or cry.

"I memorized the rules of a school." Miss A puffed up her face with an unhappy expression, "No. 19 of the school rules of the flower planter is that open flames are strictly prohibited, and lighters, flints, flashlights, etc. are not allowed to enter the school."

"Wow--"

Immediately there was exclamation from around, among which Pietro's voice was very abrupt.

"The flower planter's school actually has school rules?"

Doesn't X Academy have it too?

Miss A's face was dazed, and Charles burst into laughter when he heard this, "Pietro, go back and recite our school rules to me."

"I was wrong not to teach!"

Now that we have talked about flower growers, Ms. A simply shared the jokes I saw on the Internet before.

"I used to see someone say that your parents will not allow you to fall in love when you are in college, and will urge you to get married as soon as you graduate from college."

"Then Amy, have you been urged to get married?" Logan, who was eavesdropping silently, finally found a point of interest. He glanced at Professor X and Mystique, who seemed to be indifferent and were actually waiting for the answer. , showing a meaningful smile.

"Not really." Miss A thought about it carefully, "Boss has always advocated the freedom of love."

"But he also seems to have said: Little Amy is so cute, let me be a child bride for that silly boy in my family, such strange words."

"...!"

Very good at capturing the point Pete Rowanda and Qin:

child!keep!Daughter-in-law!

And Charles and Ruiwen secretly gritted their teeth:

Who is that silly boy!

Wolverine, who asked this sentence, was in a happy mood, hiding his merits and fame.

Seeing something vaguely wrong in the atmosphere, Ms. A ignorantly made a puzzled voice, "What's the matter...?"

"No, it's nothing." Wolverine smiled and messed up Miss A's hair, who seemed to be a little girl. "Little Amy is so good, can you be my uncle's child bride?"

Before Ms. A had time to react, a sinister voice came from not far away.

"Logan, what did you just say, do you dare to say it again?"

Wolverine raised his head subconsciously, and saw Magneto standing not far away, with malice, malice, and malice written all over his face.

Wolverine's body shuddered in all honesty.

"...don't dare."

Charles quickly cleaned up his expression, "Eric, why are you here today?"

"Something." He called Charles a little further away.

"The results of the investigation are out." Eric lowered his voice and said concisely, "The mastermind of the kidnapping is Ann, the president of the Academy of Fine Arts."

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"Ha..." Sherlock Holmes finally raised his head from the pile of Nick Fury documents.

"Did you find anything?" Watson, who had been paying attention to him, asked immediately. He was extremely eager for this troublesome detective to tell him that the case was over and he could pack up and return to England.

"No, there's been no progress on the evidence."

"..." Watson felt that his feelings had been deceived.

"But... just because it is too perfect, it makes people suspicious."

If the original Sherlock Holmes tracked down Hannibal Lecter only because of Nick Fury's commission, now he no longer has this idea.

It was so much fun.

He didn't expect that besides James Moriarty, there was another person who could make his blood boil like this.

He was already impatiently looking forward to the decisive battle with that man.

"I need a bait—Amy Wayne." He bluntly made his request to Nick Fury, but was unexpectedly rejected.

"I would never do something that I knew would put her in danger."

"Even if she herself may have no opinion?" It was the first time for Sherlock to see his existence, which could be regarded as a friend, so stubbornly refuse something that was not a big deal, so he asked.

"Even if she doesn't have an opinion." Nick Fury was categorical.

"Okay." Speaking of this, Sherlock didn't insist.

He picked out something interesting in Nick Fury's somewhat tongue-in-cheek remark.

Nick Fury seemed to be bound by something, unable to do something, so he told him cryptically:

I absolutely can't, but you can let go and do it.

It's so funny, so funny, that he's wandering off into uncharted territory right now, whether it's the secrets of Amy Wayne herself, or the people around her.

——all made him completely fascinated and dazzled.

The author has something to say: I listened intently to the relationship history of my roommate today, and felt that I might be a fake high school student. (Girlfriend: Is it not enough for you to have me? You are a heartless man.)

Other people's high school life is magnificent

Unlike me, there is only one girlfriend who takes pleasure in teasing me and despising me every day

Oh, and eat, eat, eat. 】

Girlfriend: Obviously we eat the same meal every day, why did I gain weight and you lose weight!

Me: Obsessed with studying, getting thinner day by day.

Girlfriend: ghost letter

Me: I was bullied every day, and I was exhausted, so I became thinner

Girlfriend: ...

☆, [-] meals for planting flowers

Sherlock Holmes re-immerses himself in the case to search for clues, while Miss A, who is his target, is busy with Miss Raven at the X Academy, preparing for the bonfire party.

"Aren't you going to class?" Rui Wen was still thinking about Miss A's dream of going to school. "These things are not troublesome."

"I'm used to being free and easy, but I'm really not used to it in class." Miss A said shyly, "I feel a little out of place."

Raven quickly understood the key.

Others who entered X Academy basically have a very clear identity, such as students such as teachers, and even Loki has the identity of a prisoner.

However, Miss A has nothing, she can only be regarded as a guest from afar.To strangers, the students are naturally more respectful than close, and Miss A's feeling of being out of place naturally comes from this.

Raven couldn't tell them that this might be the future principal's wife.

With a lot of thoughts in her heart, Ruiwen said with some expectation on her face, "Then Amy, are you going to cook today?"

"Yeah." Ms. A became happy when she heard the cooking, she hadn't encountered such a big scene for a long time.Thinking that many people will eat the meals she made with her own hands, she rolled up her sleeves with great enthusiasm, "Leave it to me!"

Originally, Ruiwen just wanted to change the subject, but now seeing Miss A's confident appearance, and remembering Charles' praise of her cooking skills, she also became interested in the food at the meeting.

Miss A saw that she wanted to try it, so she went to the cafeteria to show off her cooking skills.

When the dishes were served in small dishes, the aroma gradually drifted around, causing the students who were dining next to them couldn't help but look over.

With the help of Miss A, Ruiwen reluctantly picked up a piece of beef with chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

The moment her tongue touched the beef, she paused.

The tender beef is perfectly combined with the delicious sauce, and the taste buds seem to dance happily.

It's just the simplest material, but it has become a supreme treasure under her hands.

After someone took a bite... she couldn't stop anymore, Ruiwen looked at the empty plate in front of her, resisted the urge to lick it clean, and shed tears in her heart.

...Can I have another dozen?

She finally knew why Charles and Eric always sighed at the luxurious meals in high-end restaurants.

There is an old Chinese saying that is true:

"It used to be difficult for water." She cast her resentful eyes on Miss A who was waiting for her praise, and saw that she was at a loss because of this somewhat inexplicable line.

Time passed little by little, and soon we arrived at the scene of the bonfire party the next night.

Charles invited some superheroes who have a good relationship with him, such as Iron Man, Captain America, and Hulk.

"The director, Hawkeye and Natasha are on a mission, let me say hello to you on their behalf."

Captain America came over, lowered his body to maintain an eye-level posture with her, and said softly.

Miss A nodded, "Mr. Steve, do you want to try my handicraft?"

Steve is still very clear about Miss A's craftsmanship in his heart, after all, he has been Miss A's guest once.

But just because he knows it doesn't mean everyone else knows it.

For example, a thorn in the side who likes to bully Ms. A popped up, and he stood aside arrogantly, sneering and sarcastic.

Miss A made the food for Mr. Steve without moving. After finishing, she glanced at Mr. Thorn and softened her eyebrows and eyes, "Do you want to try it?"

Hearing this, Steve calmly filled half a bowl for the next quick snatch.But stabbed his head to see Steve's movements, and wondered if Miss A would be tampering with it, so he just took a little bit to taste it with some hesitation.

Naturally, he can refuse, but unfortunately, since this is a small fan of Captain America, he can't do things that are disrespectful in front of his idol.

Steve quickly finished half of the bowl, filled the second bowl to the brim and continued to struggle.

And the stabbing head couldn't stop after taking a bite.

He had already forgotten his identity as a fan at this moment, and the two of them faced each other tit for tat and tried their best to eat more. The chopsticks, knives and forks in their hands collided and crisscrossed in the air, making noises.

But he didn't expect a third person to take advantage of the situation and quickly swallowed the food, belching contentedly.

"Hey, Captain." The third Thor, God of Thunder, didn't know what he had done, and greeted Captain America carelessly. "Today's timing is just right, I'm going to see my brother Loki..."

Steve didn't want to talk to him, however.

In fact, I didn't eat many thorns and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Miss A greeted him, and Thor, who probably ignored her directly, shook his expression in horror, "Why are you here too?!"

"Why can't she be here?" Loki's cold voice came, he was standing by the bonfire, his face could not be seen clearly from the extinguished fire, "Brother, it's not enough for you to take away my identity, you also want to Exclude everyone I know from my world?"

Miss A immediately cast a condemning look at Thor, and trotted over to comfort Loki.

Thor "..." How was it written in the script last time?What should he say?

No, I really want to laugh.

Steve and Iron Man, who just ran over to watch the show, covered their mouths.

Fortunately, Miss A quickly took Rocky to another place.

Not long after they left, Thor left this place of right and wrong with heavy steps.

Only then did Steve and Iron Man laugh in relief.

"Jarvis, did you just take a picture?" Iron Man happily asked his artificial intelligence butler.

"Yes, sir," Jarvis replied in the affirmative.

"Be sure to share it when you get back." Iron Man touched his chin. "Okay, now go find Sweetheart for dinner."

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God's Domain, Asgard.

Thor hurriedly stepped across the corridor and walked into the golden palace.

Odin was sitting on the divine throne, because of what happened a few years ago, the part of his face that was exposed now looks very young.

The original discussion in the main hall disappeared the moment he broke in.All the gods bowed their heads and remained silent.

"What's the matter?" Odin's voice could not hear any emotion.

"It's about Loki." Thor reluctantly said under coercion, "Loki fell in love with an atrium man named Amy."

"... Amy?" Odin repeated the name. "You take this to your mother."

Compared with the magnificence of the Golden Palace where God King Odin lives, the place where God Queen Frigg lives is more elegant and quiet.

This is the first time he has been allowed to enter this place.

In the simple and deep courtyard, Frigga sits beside the ancient well, her delicate eyebrows and eyes are like eternal ice.

After Thor repeated what he just said to Odin, her eyes trembled slightly.

"Call Heimdall over here."

The author has something to say: Today my best friend sent me a screenshot, which should be the introduction to this novel on a pirated website

His description of this novel is the story of the heroine finally becoming a generation of kitchen gods

I... looked at the outline and felt a little guilty

Girlfriend [turn over the outline]: Your name and profile are really bad, you seem to be misunderstood

Me: what...

Girlfriend: Huh?

Me: ... Aren't you dissatisfied with what I wrote and then coercing me to change it? QAQ

Girlfriend: ...

Girlfriend: It seems like this [play stupid.jpg]

Accidentally fell asleep last night_(:зゝ∠)_ and fell asleep until the end of time

☆, [-] meals for planting flowers

The moment Heimdall came here, Thor was repelled by a sudden force.

That force did not allow him to enter, but also restricted him to leave.

Seeing this, Thor simply sat down cross-legged, thinking about the current situation in a rare way.

This is the first time his parents have expressed certain feelings for a certain existence since they were controlled, so this existence should be very important to them.

Well, I'm so smart.

Thor smugly praised himself, looked up and met the eyes of Frigg who walked out of the small courtyard.

Frigga looked down at him for a while, then sneered and prepared to walk away.Thor was pressed to the ground by her deliberately increased strength, seeing that she was not going to let go, he was also furious:

"When will you give me back my mother—"

The back figure didn't even pause for the slightest bit. Just when Thor thought she couldn't get an answer, she opened her mouth like alms:

"When it's all over."

"Prince." When he wanted to ask again, Heimdall's tired voice sounded, "We have no choice but to trust them."

This was the first time he had seen such a sad look on this supernatural gatekeeper.

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Last night, I went to bed late because of the late-night symposium that was insisted on after the bonfire party. Miss A, who is used to getting up early, was still a little confused when she was woken up by the biological clock.

She got up from the bed and rubbed her eyes, carefully stepping out the door between the girls who had slept on the floor.

"Good morning." Captain America, who was exercising early, ran past her. "How did you rest yesterday? Do you want to sleep for a while?"

Miss A shook her head, "I'm going to make some hangover soup. Mr. Stark really drank too much wine last night. He is not in good health, and he will feel uncomfortable when he wakes up."

"Amy, you are so kind to Tony." Steve couldn't tell how he felt.

"Because Mr. Stark is like a child." Miss A scratched her cheek embarrassingly, "I don't feel very relieved."

"He really looks like a child." Logan, who was also passing by on the morning exercise, touched his chin. "Little Amy, I am much more reliable than him."

"Mr. Logan is very reliable." Miss A affirmed, "But Mr. Captain is the most reliable."

"And Mr. Captain who saved me twice is really super handsome!"

Hearing this, Steve smiled shyly.

After chatting with the two of them for a while, Miss A went to the cafeteria of the college familiarly.The raw materials in the back kitchen of the cafeteria were neatly arranged, and Ms. A unexpectedly discovered that there was a bighead carp among them.She picked up the bighead carp and gestured, and after asking the canteen supervisor for instructions, she cut off the head neatly.

Ms. A seldom has the opportunity to make complex hangover soup, so this time she acted extraordinarily solemnly, and was careful in every seasoning.

Hangover soup is generally hot and sour or sweet and sour. Considering Mr. Stark’s stomach and preferences, Ms. A chose sweet and sour. If you don’t grasp the degree of sourness and sweetness, the taste of hangover soup will be very strange. .

More than half an hour had passed by the time the hangover soup was finished.

Miss A took Mr. Stark's room.

Mr. Stark was awakened by her, he looked at Miss A standing in his room hesitantly, covered his forehead, his memory was fragmented.

"Honey, what did we do yesterday?"

"Mr. Stark?" Miss A pointed at the hangover soup on the table blankly, "I'm just here to deliver hangover soup to Mr. Stark."

...that's it.

Tony Stark, with a mixed feeling of regret or relief, finished the bowl of hangover soup.

Miss A obediently waited for him to finish drinking, asked a few words about the situation and feelings, and then left contentedly holding the bowl.

Tony Stark looked at the door blocking her, listening to Jarvis' report of last night.

"So honey didn't sleep with me."

He quickly found the point, and let himself collapse on the bed as if discouraged.

"what a pity."

Jarvis felt speechless.

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Standing in front of the gate of the famous Xavier School for Gifted Youth, Sherlock Holmes calmly looked at this building, which looked no different from other schools.

"Mr. Holmes." Charles Xavier, who had received the news, came out, his usual gentle brows and eyes now looked very cold.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, which was a habitual movement of his mood changing, "Is this how Professor X treats guests?"

"He's uninvited, and he's not really a guest." Charles replied calmly, with an aggressive tone.

"Exactly, I'm not going to be any guest." Sherlock clapped his hands. "I want to ask you to borrow someone."

Charles knew who he was talking about and even what he wanted to do.

"impossible."

"I never thought of asking for your opinion." Sherlock elongated his tone, appearing extremely arrogant, "This Miss Amy's decision is what I have to consider."

Coincidentally, Miss A happened to be going to find Charles, and after learning where he was going from Professor Hank, she simply followed the road to the gate.

She had just heard Mr. Sherlock's last words.

"My decision?" Her voice startled the two people who were faintly confronting each other. "Is there anything I can do to help?"

"Be a bait to lure Hannibal Lecter." Sherlock said the plan without hesitation. "Of course, I will protect your safety..."

"Okay." Miss A clenched her hands subconsciously when she heard the name.

Her face was a little pale, which made Charles frowned, "Amy, are you feeling unwell?"

Miss A shook her head, "I just... thought of some bad things." She closed her eyes, trying to hide the strong uneasiness, "When I was kidnapped last time, he gave me a plate of meat. I couldn't figure out what kind of meat it was, so I didn't touch it."

Charles and Sherlock fell silent, listening quietly

"I finally know now, it's human flesh."

In fact, after reading so many case materials, Sherlock already had a premonition in his heart.But when he actually heard it, he still clenched his fists.

As for Charles, as long as he thinks that he has allowed Miss A to get along with this murderous monster for so long, he can't wait to strangle his past self.

But now he forced himself to calm down, took Miss A into his arms, and comforted her softly.

"never mind."

The author has something to say: Nini who thinks too much XD

The god queen and god king are not original, so the character will be very different from the Marvel world

Today my best friend has no time to chat with me, so there is no small theater to provoke QAQ

As soon as I write conspiracies and tricks, my IQ is in a hurry, I have given up on the treatment of sad

☆, [-] meals for planting flowers

Now that she decided to be the bait, Miss A chose to leave under the worried eyes of Mr. Charles.

Although she hadn't returned to the villa for a few days, but because too many things had happened, Miss A couldn't help but feel as if she had passed away.

Because she sent a message to Peter Parker before returning, Miss A saw him frowning at the door of the villa.

"Peter?" She tilted her head. "What happened?"

"Amy." Peter Parker was taken aback by her sudden voice, "I'm just worried about something..."

His hesitating made Ms. A a little confused, but out of respect for her friend, she put aside this topic.

She took advantage of the opportunity to keep Peter Parker for lunch, but after bringing out the dishes, she saw him staring at the phone like an enemy, ready to go.

"I don't know if I can choose..." Miss A heard his muttering.

selected?

Speaking of which, Miss Ruiwen seems to have mentioned that there are some classes in the school that need to be taken quickly.

Miss A made a fist with her left hand and hit her right palm, as if suddenly enlightened.

"Peter, do you need my help?" She volunteered to go over, Peter jumped up from the sofa as if electrocuted, and hid the phone behind his back in a panic.

"No, no need!" He stammered, and then sat in another place, trying to calm down his heartbeat that was about to stop.

——Amy almost saw the desktop of the mobile phone just now.

Ms. A who was rejected blinked her eyes, she couldn't understand why her friend reacted so strongly.

Peter Parker also felt that his reaction was too violent, and was about to apologize to Miss A, but found that the time was almost up.

He immediately clicked the login button, and found that his broken mobile phone was sacrificed on the login interface.

Miss A stared at him for a while, then silently handed over her mobile phone.

Peter quickly picked it up, and Ms. A has thoughtfully opened the login interface of the Midtown High School course selection system, waiting for him to enter the account password.

The login went very smoothly this time, which made Peter heave a sigh of relief.He quickly checked the courses he wanted and the remaining courses, and when he was about to press submit, Miss A suddenly stretched out her hand to help him press it.

A reminder of successful course selection is displayed on the screen.

"Is there any other courses you want to take?" Miss A was enthusiastic. "My luck has always been good."

Peter, who had already chosen a few good courses, felt that he didn't care what else he chose, so he simply took some courses that he liked but had no room left.

Miss A clicked OK.

Course selection is successful.

Peter Parker: Wait what just happened? ? ?

"My luck is pretty good." Ms. A received his questioning eyes, she bit her lower lip and smiled shyly, "Maybe someone dropped out of the election and I just met him."

Peter Parker looked at her with admiration, solemnly held one of her hands, and looked eagerly, "Next year's course selection, please!"

"Yeah." Of course, Ms. A would not refuse such a simple request from her friend, "But let's eat first, the food is getting cold."

Peter Parker, who finished his class, let go of the burden in his heart and returned to his original appearance. He told Miss A some things that happened to him recently.

"Amy, I joined the Avengers." He proudly shared his experience with the girl he liked, with a slightly proud tone.

"Peter, you are amazing!" Ms. A was at a loss for a moment just after finishing the show. "Hmm... Is the Avengers the organization created by Mr. Nick, Mr. Steve, and Mr. Stark?"

"Yes." Unexpectedly, Ms. A also knew about the Avengers, and even sounded familiar with the Avengers, Peter froze.

But Miss A's next sentence made him happy again.

"To be in the same organization as them, Peter is really awesome." Miss A praised earnestly.

Knowing that he still couldn't compare with those veteran superheroes, Peter Parker blushed.He coughed and changed the subject, "Amy, your cooking is getting better and better."

"Then eat more." Miss A, who has always had a small appetite, has put down her chopsticks, and she yawned, "It's a bit