Today is the first day of school, and Peter, who got up at half past five in the morning, couldn't help but sigh at the time flying. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After his usual morning run, Peter swayed slowly to the dining table after washing. Everything was as usual, Aunt May was preparing the lunch that Peter was going to bring to school today, while Uncle Ben was reading the newspaper that had just been delivered today.

"Good morning, are you going to do your morning exercise again today?" Uncle Ben lowered the newspaper a little and said hello to Peter.

"Well, just finished running. Good morning," Peter sat down in the chair across from Uncle Ben. At this moment, the newspaper in Uncle Ben's hand suddenly grabbed his attention.

"The Man Behind the Red Mask: Is He a Hero?"

The front page in today's New York Daily newspaper bears this row of large letters that intrigued Peter. Waiting patiently until half-past seven, Uncle Ben put down the newspaper and turned on the television. Peter, who had been waiting for a few minutes, immediately reached out and took it, and began to look at it himself.

"I've never seen you so interested in reading a newspaper." Uncle Ben muttered and continued to drink his own coffee, watching the sports news that had just started on TV. Peter didn't answer, but began to read the news in the newspaper without saying a word.

"In recent months, a man in a red mask has fought his war on the streets of New York City against crime. With his assistance, the police seized more than 60 kilograms of drugs and brought at least 12 people to justice. Some people may think that this person has nothing to do with their own lives, but they also have to admit that they have heard of this name. With his series of actions, the code name Red Mask has become well-known among New Yorkers. ”

After reading the first chapter, a smile couldn't help but appear on Peter's lips. It feels good to be recognized by others for your actions. However, when he read the next paragraph, his face changed slightly.

"But does this man who hides behind a mask really deserve our praise? Does an unknown person, without any supervising producer, have this power to 'judge' others? In this series of actions of the Red Mask, at least two-thirds of them were left with permanent mutilation because of him. According to the information revealed by the police, the red mask may even be related to the shooting that took place in the Runda shopping mall some time ago. And if this news is true, then the hands of this red mask may have been glued with blood. Commissioner Paddington said that the Red Mask has violated a number of laws and that the police department is likely to issue a warrant against him in the near future..."

The tone of the article has obviously changed, and it has begun to criticize Red Mask's various behaviors. And the theme of the rest of the content is not much different, that is, it repeats the same idea: Red Mask's behavior is illegal, and he is a very dangerous person. Peter's face darkened slightly, but he soon relaxed again.

These things in the newspaper really hit the pain point in his heart. Peter's hands are already on his hands, and he no longer knows whether he is a hero who protects the weak or a madman who uses his power to fulfill his wishes.

"I have to admit that what you said is true." Peter muttered. He rolled up the newspaper and laid it on the table. "But what does what you say you have to do with me?"

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On the first day of the holiday, most students were still in a limited state. The school was also very considerate not to throw a lot of schoolwork directly on their heads on the first day. The content in the class is basically review-based, and the homework is just for them to preview the content in the textbook. And just like that, Peter was in trouble.

For no other reason, Peter thought about spring.

Now that school has started, the distance between Peter and Gwen has been forcibly widened a lot. The busy schedules of both parties mean that the number of appointments is also quite a bit lower. The frequency of three or four times a week is no longer possible.

Their current plan is to try to make sure they can meet once a week, but Gwen says it may be difficult as well. On Saturday and Friday afternoons, she had to go to Dr. Connors for an internship, and she probably didn't have a lot of time to spare. The two exchanged mobile phone numbers, so that at least they could text and chat with each other for a while while they were free.

Under the influence of the hormones secreted by his teenage years, Peter finds himself desperate to leave the boring classroom and do something shy with Gwen. Of course, so far, Peter and Gwen have also developed to the step of kissing. Despite Peter's longing for the adult world, Gwen doesn't seem to have decided to take their relationship to that point.

Thinking of these things, Peter unconsciously let out a smirk. Now Peter is still trapped in this classroom, but his soul has long since lost sight of where it has flown to.

"Peter, I see you're quiet today, so I'll let you solve this example question."

The math teacher soon noticed that the student who was so arrogant in his class and wrote a difficult problem on the blackboard and immediately called him up. In general, it is difficult for the student who did not attend the lecture to solve the problem in a short period of time, and the teacher can start to lecture the ashamed student to his heart's content.

However, this trick did not work much for Peter. After glancing at the question and doing a little math, the answer was already in Peter's mind. He took the chalk and immediately began to write on the blackboard, and in less than a minute, a textbook-like standard answer was presented on the blackboard. Peter returned the chalk to the teacher and returned to his seat to sit down.

"Monster nerd." Someone muttered somewhere in the class, and Peter sat down with his head down, unresponsive. Harry glared in the direction the voice was coming from, but when he realized that Peter didn't care at all, he didn't care.

After the morning of the first day, the first class after the lunch break was physical education. Unsurprisingly, the PE teacher announced the main thing for today: the physical fitness test. When he said this, at least a third of the students let out a wail of pain.

Peter wasn't the only one who hated fitness tests.

"Be quiet, everybody. If we all work together and get this test done quickly, we'll be able to squeeze in a game of dodgeball at the end of the lesson! The PE teacher shouted loudly, and the commotion among the students calmed down considerably. A game of dodgeball is still quite attractive for these high school students.

"What an easy bunch of fools," Peter muttered as he pulled his tracksuit out of his backpack and walked into the boys' locker room. He smiled smugly, and began to look forward to the next reaction and expression of the crowd.

After so much workout, Harry was probably going to be taken aback by his results.

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It didn't seem enough to describe Harry's reaction as startled.

"Your MSFT actually ran to the 13th round!!" Looking at Peter as he ended, Harry was a little on the verge of collapse. (Note 1)

Just as he was complacent about his 9.6 score, he found Peter still running around the field and looking at ease. And when all the athletes in the class began to lose their ability to run and quit, Peter was still supporting the team without falling off the team. By the time he finally stopped, Peter had finished a full three and a half rounds ahead of Harry, and was firmly second in the class.

"How did you do that?" Harry grabbed Peter's arm and looked at him suspiciously. "Honestly, are you on drugs?"

"Where is it~" Peter withdrew his hand without moving, and there was a burst of joy in his heart. "I've been working out every day lately, and if you exercise more, you can do it."

"Wow," Harry began to squeeze on Peter's arm as if he had discovered a new world. You're already a muscular man? Didn't the two of us say that we would be weak teenagers for the rest of our lives? ”

Peter felt a chill and quickly pushed Harry away. "Don't, if you're a, let the villain go for the sake of your friends. I already have a girlfriend. ”

"Cut—" Harry took two steps back and wiped his hand twice on his pants. Seeing the forgetful villain, I didn't show affection to you when I had a girlfriend. ”

"Huh? Didn't you just reunite with Amy? Peter asked in surprise, and Harry just wiped his nose in embarrassment.

"Well, after two weeks with her, I remembered why I broke up with her in the first place..."

Looking at his stupid-looking friend in front of him, and remembering the role of this guy as a playboy, Peter shook his head helplessly. "If you do this, sooner or later you will be punished by God."