With the job, Uncle Ben and Peter were naturally going to celebrate. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info but when Peter accidentally revealed his dizziness, the original celebration was immediately canceled and replaced by a hospital visit.

"Aunt Mei always overreacts like this." Peter muttered inwardly. Of course, he didn't dare to say that.

After two hours of waiting, Peter's examination lasted only fifteen minutes. The final conclusion was that the stress was too high and the lack of sleep was prescribed, and he was prescribed some medicine for headaches. Even though Peter kept saying it wasn't necessary, Aunt May and Uncle Ben bought him a full two months' supply.

But a real good mood is hard to quench, and Peter was so excited that he didn't sleep for almost the whole night. And this directly led to two big dark circles under his eyes when he got up the next day.

Peter didn't like school, which was weird for someone who was in the top three of his grade, but there wasn't much he could do about it. He loves to learn, but the classroom is a different matter for him entirely. The teacher talked about what he had mastered more than a year ago in class, and constantly bombarded him with a large number of exercises. This was completely intolerable to Peter.

So, he already had a few comic books and science magazines in his backpack. With these things, he was basically able to get through school for most of the day, and the teacher had long turned a blind eye to his behavior, after all, he had already proven his ability in the exam.

Of course, more important is his interpersonal relationships. For the entire year of his freshman year of high school, he could count on one hand the number of people he could speak two sentences in the entire school.

He and his peers could hardly find any common topics, even contentless chit-chat would freeze the entire conversation in ten minutes, and his nickname 'nerd' began to become well-known throughout the grade. And Thompson's various provocations did not help the situation at all.

Peter and Eugene. Thompson's hostile relationship began almost in elementary school, and although Thompson was a grade older than him, that did not stop the hostile relationship between them.

One thinks the other is a barbarian with muscles in his head, and the other is an almost professional school bully. After a long time, friction will naturally occur. Peter has been beaten by Thompson in the double digits of times, and pocket money is regularly stolen by Thompson. But Peter sometimes tried to get some of his own counterattack, but looking at his branch-like arms, he dismissed the idea.

And the negative effects of Thompson's hostility quickly began after high school began. There was hardly a single person in the school who wanted to go against the muscular and worst-tempered person in the grade for the sake of a withdrawn nerd.

Fortunately, this is not the case for everyone.

Ten minutes before class, he sat down in his seat and snorted his books back into his drawer, ready to take advantage of this time to rest again.

"You're the first person I've ever met who is sleep-deprived and still arrives at school half an hour early." These were the first words Peter's tablemate said as he entered the classroom and sat down with the bell on it. He pulled a can of iced coffee out of his jacket pocket. "I was going to drink it for lunch, but I feel like you need it more than I do."

"Forget it, Teacher Monton will make a splash later. You know he didn't like me all along. Besides, coffee is not good for our health. Peter thought for a moment before pushing the can of iced coffee back.

"Take it." His tablemate tucked it into Peter's drawer. "Trust me, you're going to use him. Did you stay up all night last night? I've never seen you so tired in the morning. ”

"Don't mention it..."

Harry. Osborne, Peter's tablemate. Handsome guy, rich second generation, he is a person with all kinds of aura, and he is the only guy who can be called a friend of Peter in the whole classroom, and from this point of view, Peter's social situation is simply miserable.

Harry apparently didn't have this problem, and he turned to say hello to the girl behind him. "Laura, are you coming for lunch? Bring Amy along? ”

After receiving an affirmative answer, he turned around in satisfaction.

"When did you get Laura?" Peter gave another hache and whispered.

"Haven't I soaked yet?" Harry laughed wryly. "The key is that Amy. It's good-looking.,It's a quiet type.。 What's even better is that she's in need of tuition! How's that, Honba-sama. ”

"Don't make a fuss, my bookworm's nickname has spread throughout the grade." Peter looked unconcerned. "I'm feeling terrible today, don't give me any more trouble. And your grades won't be worse than mine. ”

"Whatever you want." Harry glanced at Peter and made a gesture of disdain. "You guy is just sullen, and you don't appreciate it when you create opportunities."

"Thank you, Lord Osborne."

I have to say that Harry's vision is still quite good. When Peter saw the girl who was walking with Laura, his heart still beat a little.

The cute short-haired girl, although she is not her type, but Peter still scored an eight points in his heart. After hesitating, he changed it to seven and five. But it wasn't long before Peter found that the situation was rapidly moving in the direction he had expected.

"Wow, Harry, your chemistry final exam is sixth in your grade!? Oh my God, chemistry class has always been my problem, and I can't thank you enough if you can help me! Amy's eyes were full of stars, and she looked adoring, but alas, it was for Harry.

"Amy, you know, Harry is busy..."Laura seemed to regret a little bit that she had brought this friend here, Harry was chasing herself now, Amy came over to have some fun!

"Actually, Peter is our number one student here, and there hasn't been a single exam in the top three now." Harry was still trying to sell his friends, but that only diverted the girls' attention for two or three minutes. In a few minutes, they would turn back to Harry.

The awkward lunch didn't last long, and Peter said goodbye to the others after quickly finishing his chicken burger. The lunch break lasted for a full hour, and there were more than forty minutes left. And Peter didn't like to sweat on the pitch like many boys of his age. For him, flipping through books in a quiet library is more to his liking.

Picking up a half-read science fiction novel from the last time, Peter found a corner with few people and began to read. Ten minutes later, the chair next to him was pulled away, and Harry sat down.

"I'm sorry, old man." Harry lowered his voice. "But you have to admit it, I tried."

"Anyway, thank you anyway." Peter did not put down his book.

"I don't want your thanks. I mean, I tried, you didn't. ”

Peter finally put his book down and rubbed his forehead. "Then what do you want me to do, I won't communicate with others, let alone girls."

"I just want you to give it a try." Harry was slightly annoyed. "The result? I left alone in ten minutes, and I didn't say more than 3 sentences in the ten minutes just now. ”

"There's nothing I can do." Peter shrugged. "That's the kind of person I am. Besides, they're really not my type..."

"You two! Slightly quieter, this is the library. "The library wasn't big, and the sound they had just made was clearly affecting the others. The librarian came over and gave both of them a warning. Peter and Harry immediately fell silent, and Peter picked up his own book.

After a few minutes, Harry brought the conversation back to him.

"Brother, you still have to think about yourself. Three years of high school, if you don't have a girl, it's a waste of youth. He squeezed the words out between his teeth. Besides, it's not up to you to pick what you're doing. ”

"Got it, got it," Peter's tone was full of helplessness.

But speaking of which, it's not that there are no girls that Peter likes.

After school, Peter first went to the library again to borrow a few books home. The school library has a trick up its sleeve that if he borrows it after school, he will have an extra day to return the book instead of the next day

By the time he returned to his locker, most of the students were gone, which was one of the effects he wanted. He hated huddled with a crowd of people fighting to open his cabinet just to be able to get home a few minutes early.

And just as he opened the door of his cabinet, a floral scent came from his side, and the corners of his eyes caught a familiar hint of fiery red.

"Hi, MJ." Peter took out his bag and turned around. "Is there any cheerleading practice tonight?"

In front of him was a beautiful woman with long crimson hair. Although her devilish figure that does not look like a sixteen-year-old girl at all can make some models envious, her delicate facial features make her whole person have a delicate sense of youth.

Mary. Simple. Watson, the entire grade, is probably probably the prettiest girl in the entire school. She caused quite a stir when she first entered school, and it is said that there are now at least a dozen boys who are her staunch supporters, and Thompson is one of them.

Peter, who has been neighbors with her since childhood, can be regarded as two little guesses. The two had a decent time in elementary school, but when they were in junior high school, their relationship gradually faded after they went to different schools. Now they can barely be considered friends, and they will talk to each other when they meet each other. But the intimacy of childhood is gone.

Sometimes Peter is also a little emotional, the crybaby who didn't have a friend in the class back then has become a starry beauty, and he hasn't changed at all after so many years.

The guy of the standard childhood sweetheart template didn't get the moon before the water. Peter's popularity is not good, and it really can't be considered someone else's fault.

"That's right." She pouted. "Six hours a week of training makes us work harder than the guys on the sports team."

Peter was silent for a moment before he could say a word. "Then why don't you quit?"

As soon as the words came out, he wanted to slap himself twice, and the feeling of dizziness before reappeared. And as he expected, Mary's face looked a little embarrassed, and she straightened her hair. "It's so hard to get into the cheerleading team, is it worth the hard work?"

"Huh." Peter was at a loss again, he really wanted to find a rock to smash his head a few times, so that it would have even a little social ability, or just a little sobriety.

The atmosphere quickly stiffened, and Mary seemed to sense something. She waved her hand, "That's it, I still have to meet with my teammates." And Peter, who was desperate to end the awkward scene, only snorted from his nostrils and agreed.

Looking at her as she turned away, Peter pinched his waist hard. I'm like this every time.,I can barely say a few words to other people.,It's even worse when you meet girls.。 This kind of opportunity to be alone with the school girl is something that the other boys in the school dream of.

If Harry had been told that he would not have been able to run away after another training, Peter thought depressedly.

However, God did not take it, but suffered from it. Although these eight words have no meaning for Peter, who knows nothing about Chinese culture, this retribution still falls on his head fiercely.

"Nerd, stop for Lao Tzu!"