The correct way to attack the villain

"Peter Parker, my name."

After the meal, the two young people who had just met, who were less than two years apart in age, sat together and began their self-introduction before their first friendly meeting.

Song Mo looked at Mr. Parker's hand stretched over the dining table, seemed to be amused by this kind of adult etiquette of high school students, and reached out to shake him back.

"Song Mo."

Peter read it twice, obviously the name was a bit of a mouthful for him: "Are you Chinese?"

Looking at his brown hair and blue eyes, he changed his mind and said, "Mixed race?"

Song Mo hummed casually: "My mother is Chinese."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and started to clean up the dishes, looking at his expression as if he didn't want to talk about such things anymore.

Only when Peter snatched the job of washing the dishes with the words "You cook and I wash the dishes", did he look at him again with a smile: "You can also call me Silence."

The two of them had a casual chat. Peter accidentally saw a large poster of Spider-Man on the bedside in Song Mo's room. He was too shocked to notice it just now, but now his eyes lit up when he saw it: "You Like Spider-Man?"

Song Mo raised his head from the newspaper, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his sudden question: "You mean that Manhattan superhero?"

"Yes!"

Song Mo glanced at his room and saw the Spider-Man poster in front of the bed. He didn't have the nerve to hit the Spider-Man fanboy in front of him who looked like he was from Manhattan, saying that the poster was only used to cover the wall behind him and couldn't be rubbed off. The black spot, and there was only this poster of Spider-Man at the time.

He lowered his head again: "That's the Manhattan vigilante."

"He's awesome!"

"Inspired to punish rape and eliminate evil."

"Awesome!"

"Just a little talkative."

Peter Parker paused: "emm..."

Song Mo closed the newspaper, stood up, and pulled his loose nightgown: "You just said you were going to the supermarket tonight?"

Peter nodded, and realized that Song Mo couldn't see with his back turned, so he said again: "Yes."

"I'm going to school in a while, and I'll accompany you when I come back." As he spoke, Song Mo turned half of his face, "In Gotham, no matter where you go, it's better to have an acquaintance with you than nothing."

Peter blinked.

"it is good."

Asked again: "Do you go to school in Gotham?"

"No."

He turned his back to Peter, and these were the last words before closing the door and changing clothes: "I'm at Xavier College."

……

Gotham and New York are not far apart, about two hours away by subway.

The morning sun became hot after eight o'clock.

westchester.

Xavier Academy for Gifted Teens.

"Scott, you want to skip class again!"

The old professor's voice resounded throughout the corridor.

At the door of the classroom, Scott was holding his schoolbag and froze on the spot, his plan to sneak out of the classroom through the back door without anyone noticing was aborted, and it seemed that the professor was very angry.

Scott watched the old professor blowing his beard and staring, swallowed, and hid his schoolbag behind his back: "No, teacher, I'm not, I didn't..."

The old professor became even angrier: "Do you think I'm blind! Go back and copy the introduction to mutant evolution ten times, and send it to my office in the afternoon!"

Introduction to Mutant Evolution!An encyclopedia thick enough to crack a walnut!A nightmare for all students!

Scott wailed: "Professor, you can't do this! I'm not the only one who skipped class!"

The old professor turned his head, his face was full of wrinkles, and his gaze swept over everyone next to him sharply. The students immediately fell silent and did not dare to breathe out.

The old professor frowned: "Except for you, I didn't see anyone who didn't come."

Scott's eyes widened: "How could that be!" He immediately pointed to the seat of his rival: "Look! Song Mo didn't—"

The next moment, the sound stopped abruptly.

Behind him, next to Qin, on the desk that had been vacant all morning, Song Mo sat there in a casual posture, with his hands folded and his chin propped, his long and narrow eyes hidden under the reflective lenses, making it difficult to see clearly , but Scott is sure—

Those eyes must be full of contempt now!

and mock!

The proof is the corner of his mouth!

The arc is so evil that Scott wants to hit someone when he sees it!

"Damn it!"

Cyclops cursed secretly, resigned himself to his fate and sat back in his seat amidst the laughter of the whole class, took out the introduction to the evolution of mutants, buried himself in copying under the urgent stalking of the old professor.

Taking advantage of the old professor's turning around, he turned his head and gave Song Mo a vicious look, and then saw Song Mo open his mouth to him.

The neat and white teeth quickly brushed against the bright red and moist lips.

He said something with a smile.

FAQ.

FAQ! ! !

Scott immediately stood up and slapped the table: "Do you want to fight!!!"

In an instant, everyone's eyes, including the old professor's, focused on Scott again.

Scott instinctively felt bad, and pointed at Song Mo with the fastest reaction speed in his life: "Teacher! He scolded me! He attacked me personally!"

The old professor pushed his glasses and looked at Song Mo subconsciously. The mixed-race student was looking down at the textbook in his hand. His slender and beautiful fingers were pinching the pen and writing something, probably notes. The silent classroom.

It wasn't until Qin pushed his arm that he raised his head and said with a surprised face: "What's wrong?"

No matter how you look at it, it looks like "I love studying", "I am a good student", "I am addicted to studying and I don't know what you are acting".

Two seconds later, it was the old professor's angry voice that almost broke the roof.

"Scott! Disrupt the classroom discipline, you give me a punishment to stand!"

……

"Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn!"

In the college cafeteria, Scott sat opposite Kurt, holding a fork and biting off a bite of steak.

"One day I will tear off his mask in front of everyone! Let those girls and teachers who like him know that he is a trash in human skin! A vicious idiot!"

The little blue devil Kurt looked embarrassed: "You, you keep your voice down, Silence is right behind..."

Scott stretched his neck, and sure enough, he saw Song Mo sitting at the same table with Qin not far behind Kurt, with his back to them.

Cyclops curled his lips: "I really don't understand why Jean would like to hang out with that kind of guy."

Kurt ate quietly, and only spoke after swallowing the food: "But they look right."

These words made Scott, who had had a crush on Jean Gray for two years, completely pissed off. He hammered the table with his hand holding the fork: "How is it possible! How could Jean like that kind of guy!"

The tail of the fork protruding from the fist flew up into the sky due to inertia, crossed a silver-white parabola, and fell on——

At Song Mo's feet.

Instantly receiving two glances from the rival and the goddess of crush, Scott: "..."

When he was wondering whether to go to pick it up, Scott saw that Song Mo bent down and picked up the fork, gave him a half-smile look, then stood up, taking most of the eyes of the restaurant, step by step towards the fork. He came here.

Scott's heart skipped a beat.

He couldn't kill him with a fork just because he tried to drag him into the water this afternoon, could he?

And even if he said that, he was the one who was punished for copying books and standing in the corridor in the end?

no reason?

Scott Summers, who became a coward in a second, stiffened his mouth and cocked his neck guiltily: "What do you want, what do you want!"

Silence Song leaned slightly: "Your fork?"

Scott tried his best to resist the desire to nod: "Yes, what's the matter!"

"nothing."

Song Mo loosened his grip on the fork, and the fork immediately fell into the trash can next to it.

Scott heard a light voice in his ear: "I won't give it to you if I throw it away."

Scott: "???"

Scott: "!!!"

Scott: "???"

After Song Mo and Qin walked out of the restaurant side by side, Scott cursed extremely, extremely, extremely angrily.

"Song Mo, I love you**&...%￥#@!#￥%"

He probably scolded all the swear words he knew in his life.

Qin glanced at Song Mo, who was laughing in the sunlight until physical tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't bully him all the time."

"Find out Miss Grey." Song Mo gentlemanly pushed open the door in front of the girls' dormitory for Qin, then leaned there and smiled, "Every time he is the one who provokes me first."

Jean was silent.

Then the topic was revealed: "What do you plan to do after graduation?"

Song Mo put away his smile and said casually, "When will we hold the graduation ceremony?"

The first grader doesn't know when the graduation ceremony will be held, and no one will believe it if he tells it.

Qin shook her head helplessly: "The day after tomorrow."

"What are your plans?" Song Mo looked at Qin, "Join the X-Men?"

Qin: "Yes."

Song Mo looked away, and unconsciously landed on a wild flower in the bush: "Then you have to take good care of Scott, he joined the X-Men just like that and didn't get knocked out by those villains."

Qin frowned, and said objectively: "He will be a qualified X-Men, and he has outstanding comprehensive abilities."

Song Mo raised his eyebrows, apparently not knowing that Qin would have such a high opinion of that staff.

Qin asked him again: "What about you?"

"Me?" Song Mo said, "Look again, the professor won't allow me to join the X-Men. At that time, I should go back to Gotham, find a job, and replace my adoptive father with a decent tombstone."

Qin bit her lip and said puzzledly: "It's not that the professor doesn't allow it, you didn't do anything wrong, besides—"

The phone in his trouser pocket vibrated, Song Mo raised his head, smiled and said, "Sorry."

Qin saw that he was looking down at the phone, quickly pressing his fingers on the keyboard, with a look of indifference to everything, and couldn't help sighing.

About half a minute later, Song Mo finally raised his head.

There was a little joy on his face: "I have been hired, and I can go to work next week."

Qin doubted for a moment, and then recalled that it was about three days ago.

After the professor announced the date of the graduation ceremony, Song Mo began to look for a job. It can be said that he really didn't want to stay in the college for a day.

Qin sighed: "Then congratulations, what company is it?"

Song Mo: "Wayne Enterprises."