On Monday morning, Stanley, who had been excited all night, got up from bed with great difficulty, walked into the bathroom in a daze, and after solving a major event in his life, he washed his face with cold water and finally came to his senses, looking at the immature face in the mirror, as well as his emaciated body, and smiled slightly.

"A new life begins!"

The uneasiness, panic and anxiety after crossing over had already been experienced before the first death, and after experiencing a death, he understood the preciousness of life, and cherished his hard-won, even very strange new life. Anyway, Stanley has decided to live in this new world like this, and as for superheroes and stuff, well, I'll talk about it later.

There are still two years before it really starts, but since it is a superhero world, S.H.I.E.L.D. has long existed, and all kinds of magical events must exist around him, but he has decided not to participate in these things, since the last time he died so easily and inexplicably at the hands of a burglar, he has broken off this idea.

At most, he is here to see if Spider-Man will leap over the sky, whether Tony Stark has rolled out of bed with some star or something, as for further contact with these people, Stanley has no plans for the time being, he lives his life down-to-earth, and just watches the excitement quietly on the side.

This is Stanley's thoughts at the moment, as for whether it will change in the future, that is a matter of the future, and Stanley has not thought about it yet. The only thing he thinks about now is that he has become a high school student again, and he is also a high school student in the movie world, excited and worried.

Excited that he had a second high school career, a high school career completely different from China, the worry was that he didn't know if he would be able to adapt to this new environment.

Ding~bell~~bell~~~~, the alarm clock went off, this was yesterday he really couldn't sleep, in order not to be late, he was specially set, but unfortunately he woke up earlier than the alarm clock. The ringing of the alarm clock brought his mind back to reality, and he casually picked up a towel and wiped his face, looked at the sanitary utensils around him, and suddenly had a strange thought in his heart.

"I'll have to buy a new one when I come back today." Well, the mental cleanliness has flare up.

After solving personal hygiene, I picked up the ingredients in the refrigerator, and simply made breakfast for myself, well, boiled poached eggs, and then ate the bread, and solved a bowl of boiled poached eggs and a few slices of bread in five minutes, and suddenly began to miss the naan in Western Xinjiang, because a few slices of bread are really not hungry!

After a brief tidying up of the house, picking up the keys and wallets, mobile phones and other items, Stanley went out of the house, he didn't have a school bag, all the books, tools and other things were in the school cabinet, as for homework and the like, almost all of them were emailed to various teachers, and there were few paper assignments.

When I got out of the house, except for saying hello to the landlord, I walked to the subway station without any accidents, and then came to the school all the way. I found my locker through the memories in my mind, looked at the class schedule on it, picked up the items I needed, and walked straight into the class.

While putting his things on the table in the classroom, he looked around, and found that there didn't seem to be any names among his classmates that he remembered, and he also inquired a little in his spare time, and there were no Gwen Stacy, no Peter Parker, and no names like Mary Jane in the current school, which made Stanley sad a little.

You must know that when he knew yesterday that his predecessor was in school at Midtown Middle School, he was excited for a long time, as a pseudo-Marvel fan, although he has not read the comics, but he has seen some animations and movies without leaking, and he has met some of his favorite characters, and he deliberately took a look at Baidu, among which he saw Spider-Man Peter Parker in the post bar is in Midtown Middle School, but unfortunately he has not heard this name around him now.

The first day of school passed very peacefully, and it also let Stanley, who was a little overexcited, know that he was really living, not watching a live-action movie. In the real world, it will not be like a movie where a few years of writing a screen will go black, and you can skip years or even decades, it requires people to spend every minute and hour step by step, and you need to be down-to-earth and take your time.

"Well, Shiro was excited for a day!"

After his usual club activities, Stanley returned home and was still on the couch in the living room, very depressed. I was excited for a day in vain, and then I realized that I was just a very ordinary student in that school, and there would be no reason why I was a traverser and occupied Stanley's body, and there would be no beautiful senior sister or beautiful teacher who said, 'I pay attention to you'.

Everything was uneventful, without excessive attention or gratuitous hostility, just like any average high school student's day.

Coo-goo~~~~~ stomach began to sing a ballad.

"Get up, get up, I haven't bought daily necessities yet, I still have to buy some vegetables and fruits, I can't eat out all day."

As soon as he thought of it, Stanley walked out of the house again, came to the place where he used to eat (remember), ate pasta and drank a glass of soda, and began to look around heavily. Although he has decided not to get involved in superheroes, he still has a desire to see the excitement and see superheroes and supervillains fighting.

In the end, the time traveled was too short, and he still didn't integrate into his new life.

"Stanley, why haven't you come here for the past two days?" A fat lady in a chef's suit, the proprietress of this restaurant, smiled and said hello when she saw Stanley.

It's a home-style eatery run by a typical American couple, with about eight tables and a semi-circular bar in a short space. Stanley came here because the food here was not very good, but the portions were sufficient, and in Stanley's previous opinion, these meals were not all the same taste, so why spend money to eat at those restaurants (this is what he thought after he first made a lot of money and experienced a mid-range restaurant).

Stanley once again helped the proprietress fix the TV hanging on the wall, and the fee was not charged, even if it was the food money, and then they got to know each other after coming and going. As for the owner of this restaurant, Stanley knew that the man did not like to come to the front and had been busy in the small kitchen.

"I was selling food at home, and I recently got a small job, and my time was tight." Based on his own memory, Stanley told the proprietress the answer.

"That's good, I thought something had happened to you handsome young man. Hey, can you help fix our computer? Fee I will give you a good price. The proprietress smiled, then shifted the conversation to her own purpose.

"I'm sorry, Susan, I've got some things going on these days, how about a few days?" Stanley's face changed slightly, and he shook his head and politely rejected the proprietress politely.

Because, he and Ben have not inherited the manual skills and experience of their predecessors!