What is it like to study at Midtown High School?

I don’t know why, but Peter has been behaving strangely lately, not only insisting on sitting with our first graders for dinner, but also insisting on leaving school with me, God, as far as I know, the training of SHIELD should be strengthened. right.

But I do hear Peter sneaking out and back through the window in the middle of the night... Teenagers, what a life.

I poked the sandwich in front of me very depressed. On the left was the blue-faced and distraught Nick, on the right was the smiling and chattering Peter, and on the opposite was Catherine who happened to be sitting at the same table as us. She came to get rid of a few fanatical suitors. Yes, in her words: Sitting with you has no pressure from the opposite sex at all.

I wondered, forget about Nick, I'm still a handsome guy anyway.

As a result, Catherine said with a smile: "But as long as you are sitting next to your brother, girls will have no desire to associate with you at all."

Hehe, did Peter want to show how he crushed me in all directions?

"Ah—what are you trying to do, Peter?" I subconsciously gave him an elbow, and Peter quickly retracted the little fork he used to poke me, and then explained: "I'm talking about the party, you're listening ?"

"Party? What party?" Normally I choose to ignore Peter in chatter mode.

Peter looked a little aggrieved: "It's the party that Harry is going to hold this weekend. His father, Norman Osborn, is going abroad for something and left him the whole house. Harry just wants to take this opportunity to hold a party." Of course he invited me to the student party—so, are you coming, Alan?" He glanced at Nick and Catherine, "Of course he will welcome you too."

Harry Osborn?I know that tall, rich and handsome man of the school, who seems to be one of Peter's best friends - the other is of course our neighbor Mary Jane, when Peter was a weakling, the two of them were very supportive of Peter Of course, now Peter is already the "Captain Spider" who was bitten by a mutant spider, and there is a team of people.

I was slightly aggrieved, looked at the team behind Peter, and then at Nick next to me, and felt Peter's all-round crushing on me again—I'm sorry, brother Nick, I shouldn't think so!

Thinking about it this way, I didn't really want to go, and I also knew that there were not many people I knew at that party, but in a blink of an eye I saw Catherine's excited eyes looking at me.

It's not 100% for me, and it's unlikely to be for Peter, so, it's for Harry Osborn.It seems that tall, rich and handsome are also very attractive to school girls.But Catherine also knew that it would be hard for her to initiate a party if I didn't go.

Forget it, just like a chick, I promised Peter to go to the party, and then asked Nick: "Hey, nerd, you can go too."

Nick looked up ignorantly: "Where are you going?"

"...Don't worry about it, just go with me when the time comes."

After agreeing, I was still a little excited. As a child of a commoner family, it’s not like Peter and Harry have a brotherhood. This is the first time for me to go to a rich party.One more thing, my impression of rich people's parties has been stuck in various news about Iron Man Tony Stark: beautiful women, champagne, fireworks...

It turned out that Harry Osborn served us dessert, cold drinks and streamers.Oh, and there's wine too, cold beer.

Seeing my disappointed expression, Peter held back a smile and came over to me and told me, "Although Norman Osborn is gone, he left behind a butler and bodyguards. It is impossible for Harry to cause too much trouble."

Harry stood on the big table and opened a bottle of beer, announcing the start of the party. Everyone cheered and found a small team to sing and eat. I swallowed my saliva and sat obediently in the corner to eat a small cake, Catherine He has long been mixed into the ranks of the seniors, while Nick sits on the sidelines without any sense of existence and prepares dark dishes with various drinks.

Peter was very active and brought his team over again to introduce me.

Sam: "Are you Peter's troubled younger brother?"

Me: black line.

Luke patted me on the shoulder: "The lad still needs to work harder."

Me: Shoulders slumped to one side.

Danny: "Sitting and meditating can be very helpful for regulating the temperament."

Me: deadpan.

Ava: "..."

Peter pushed them away and pulled me up: "Ellen, I'll take you to watch Harry sing."

Peter didn't stop until he reached the corridor, and I looked back at Harry who was singing in the middle of the hall—can you hear me more clearly from this angle?

Peter looked at me, with an expression between embarrassment and guilt on his face: "I'm sorry Alan, I originally wanted you to make friends with Sam, but I didn't expect...they didn't mean it, You trust me, if you're upset, I'll beat you back—especially Sam."

Looking at the serious expression on this young man's face, I suddenly felt a little funny.

I probably know the identities of those "special" seniors. They are all superheroes belonging to S.H.I.E.L.D. Like Peter, they are good people and heroes. They are destined to be different from me. For Peter, I am I'm still a younger brother, but to them, I'm just one of the ordinary people who need their protection, or one who delays the training of their teammates-I guess Peter's midnight time should not be spent watching the moon.

I punched Peter, turned around and pulled him back: "Okay bastard, I know they are just joking, why are you talking so seriously? And, are you sure you want to fight?"

Peter choked for a moment, and then said indignantly, "It's absolutely fine to beat Sam up."

"Huh? Parker, who are you going to beat?" A big blond man suddenly stopped in front of us, looking at Peter with a mocking face.

I know him, Fisher, Peter's nemesis, whose life's mission seems to be to keep Peter locked in the closet, playing a buffoon in a superhero story, and even more hilariously, as far as I know, he seems to be a spider Fans of Xia...

Peter pulled me behind him while backing away himself. In this case, he was just a helpless nerd. In the face of Firischer's provocation, he could only talk and pull me. Run away in the dessert section.

I'm not interested in being dragged at all, and I was trying to find a way to teach Ferris a lesson when Nick suddenly appeared beside us like a ghost, said something in a low voice, and then slipped away.

I raised my eyebrows, and what Nick said was: "There are so many girls here, so it's not easy to take off his pants?" I seem to be crazy about taking off my pants?And I said that George’s pants were stretched off by himself, okay? (╯‵口′)╯︵┻━┻

Fisher, who was chasing us - mainly Peter, suddenly stepped on a pudding that someone had dropped on the ground, slipped his foot and fell to the ground, and slid for a short time, directly crashing into the cold drink area, only to hear the pingling Clang and whimper, when Peter and I stopped, Fisher was already colorful.

For a time, the inside and outside of the cold drink area was filled with cheerful atmosphere...

Frisher's wrestling obviously became a laughingstock at the party, and he really didn't like to lose his temper. I saw him and his two younger brothers leave the venue aggressively early, and the rest continued to have fun.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief, and sent me back to the seat at the beginning. After talking with me for a while, he was called away by his friends. I enjoyed the rich man's dessert in peace of mind. There are so many girls here, and I really want to pick up one or two, but you know, I am a lolicon, and these senior girls are too old for me O___O "..."

I watched Nick pour himself the dark food, and asked, "How does it taste?"

Nick smacked his lips: "I don't feel it."

I took the cup and smelled it, handed it back silently, and asked by the way: "Have you ever drank Laoshan White Flower Snake Grass Water?"

Nick: "No."

Me: "Where's the canned Swedish herring?"

Nick: "No, what's the matter?"

I ate the pudding calmly: "It's nothing, please try it next time."

Nick nodded: "Oh, thank you, is your brother arguing with someone?"

"Huh? What?"

I looked in the direction Nick pointed, and saw that Peter was pulling Harry Osborn to speak. Both of them looked unhappy. Harry Osborn obviously didn't want to say more, and Peter was still talking. chattering.

Peter's gossip pissed off his best friend?

Nick frowned: "What are they talking about about watches?"

I glanced at Nick, and he pointed to his ear: "I heard it."

It wasn't far from where they were talking, and there was still a lively crowd around, but Nick didn't explain it to me, and I didn't ask.We just watched Peter and Harry spill a drink in the tug room, and then Peter dragged Harry up to the bathroom on the second floor.

I have no interest in inquiring about news at all, and turned my attention back to the food.

Nick's face turned paler and paler: "Alan, have you read a book recently?"

Me: "...you guess."

Nick showed a bleak smile: "But I have never seen a creature called 'Venom' in any book."

【Small Theater: Zombies Out of Cage】

Alan took Nick to the school toilet and took out canned Swedish herring and Laoshan white snake grass water.

Nick: what is this?

Alan: I heard that last month was your birthday, so I prepared a birthday present for you. Come on, try it.

Nick opened a can of Swedish herring

Nick opened the Laoshan White Flower Snake Grass Water

Nick ate canned Swedish herring with Laoshan white snake grass water

Nick: It has no smell, it seems a little fishy.

Nick helped Allen, who had vomited all his bile, out of the toilet, and found that the school was surrounded by Iron Man's Iron Warriors.

Iron Man: Block the school gate!Can't let a zombie go!