Marvel: From Spider-Man to No Return

Park Apartments.

After hanging up the video call with white-haired Otto, Yang Ming stood up and stretched, preparing to go downstairs to eat.

"Click..."

When I opened the door, I saw Peter lingering at the door with a hesitant look on his face.

"Hi, Peter, are you here to see Gwen?" Yang Ming greeted.

When Peter saw Yang Ming going out, he took a deep breath and seemed to have made up his mind.

"Yami, I want to ask you for a favor." Peter's face turned red, and the venom parasitism could not save him from his current embarrassment.

Yang Ming had a strange look in his eyes and took a step back.

"Peter, you don't want me to buy a small box for you, do you?"

"I won't do it. After all, I don't have any place to use myself..."

"No, Yami, that's not the case."

Peter quickly explained, "I've been meeting Mary for dinner more frequently recently, and then..."

Yang Ming raised his eyebrows, "No money?"

"Yeah." Peter lowered his head, his ears flushed.

"Yami, please help me, I also want to make money by filming commercials."

He didn't want to reach out to Uncle Ben, so he could only ask Yang Ming for help.

After all, Yang Ming has been in the advertising industry for a while, so he should know where to go.

And now Yang Ming seems to have stopped filming commercials, which means that filming commercials is really profitable. He also wants to make money. He doesn't want to think about discounts when he and Mary are having dinner, and he doesn't want to have Uncle Ben pay for his future marriage.

Yang Ming looked at Peter in front of him and smiled happily.

"Very good, you are finally sensible. You are different now from before. You will never mess up your work clumsily again.

Don’t worry, leave this matter to me and I’ll introduce you to a few reliable advertising directors at a price you’ll be satisfied with.”

Although Mysterio's words made the public doubt Spider-Man's behavior, this was just suspicion and Mysterio did not take any further action. Spider-Man's salary is still very considerable.

Peter was overjoyed, "Thank you, Yami."

"We are all friends, you're welcome."

"Yes, we are best friends."

As Peter spoke, he couldn't help but recall the first time Yang Ming pushed him out of the crowd and faced the strong Peter alone.

At that time, Yami probably wanted to strengthen my will and teach me to face everything bravely. I even complained about Yami at that time.

Later, I met Venom, and Yami taught me how to fight.

Now Yami is helping me introduce jobs again, but a few days ago I wanted to persuade Gwen to work with Yami.

Oh, I am so bad, I must be nicer to Yami in the future.

"Yami, I'm going to call Mary now and tell her the good news."

Peter excitedly came to the corner and started talking on the phone.

When Yang Ming saw this, he couldn't help but laugh. This guy was still too young and couldn't hold his breath at all.

The most important thing to please a girl is to know how to create surprises.

Even though I didn't even get the money, I was already planning a showdown.

Soon, Peter came back from the phone call with a disappointed expression.

"Sorry, Yami, Mary said that Spider-Man should not serve capital, and my abilities should be used in the right place."

Hearing this, Yang Ming felt an inexplicable emotion surge in his heart.

"Yes, Spider-Man's power should not serve capital."

"But."

Yang Ming changed his tone and said with a smile: "Isn't it wrong to use your abilities to bring a better life to your friends and family?"

"I……"

Peter is confused. What Mary and Yami said makes sense. How should I refute?

"Okay, Peter, you don't have to worry about this. I'm not asking you to use this sentence to refute Mary, but I want you to know that there is no absolute right or wrong in the world. The difference lies in each person's position."

Yang Ming said and patted Peter on the shoulder.

"You just need to know that from your own standpoint, do whatever you think is right.

Living in the hearts of others is a kind of happiness.

But living in the eyes of others can only bring endless troubles."

Peter's eyes lit up, and he seemed to understand, but he didn't seem to understand.

"Yami, your words are still so philosophical, I need to digest them well."

Yang Ming nodded, "Okay, you can digest it slowly."

"By the way, if you don't want to shoot commercials, then apply for a reporter job at the Daily Bugle!

Jameson, the editor-in-chief there, is a die-hard fan of Gwen. If you ask Gwen to take some photos of Spider-Woman for you, Jameson will definitely be willing to let you work for him."

Peter thought about it and thought it was pretty good.

"Thank you Yami, how do you know this?"

Yang Ming rolled his eyes, "The Bugle Daily scolded both of us in the newspaper all day long, how do you think I knew?"

Before Peter could speak, Venom's dissatisfaction suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Oh, Shet, let that guy be my boss, and I won't be able to help but eat him."

Peter covered his face and said, "Man, you can't ruin our jobs."

"But I'm hungry."

"Okay buddy, I'm going to buy you two turkeys."

"Chicken? I seem to smell the smell of my friends..."

…

After Peter left, Yang Ming knocked on the door next door.

"Hey, Gwen, what are you hiding at the door listening to?"

He had already discovered Gwen inside the door.

"Click..."

Gwen opened the door. She was wearing pajamas and an unknown green mask on her face, leaning against the door.

"Yami, do you want to go downstairs?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Buy me a pair of ballet shoes. I'm going to school to practice ballet tomorrow. White ones. Thank you."

"OK."

Yang Ming turned around and walked into the elevator, muttering: "Green ballet shoes, what a taste."

Gwen: "..."

White and green, are these two words easily confused?

The English of a person named "Yami" is indeed extraordinary.

…

The next day, Imperial University.

The three of them walked into the campus. Yang Ming put on his sunglasses and vaguely looked at the long legs around him.

But Peter beside him was listening to the music in his headphones, moonwalking and twisting his waist and hips, letting himself go freely, with a look of intoxication on his face.

Well, I occasionally tease the girls passing by, which attracts a lot of eye rolls.

"Hey, Peter, are you sure you want to keep doing this?" Yang Ming couldn't help interrupting this guy's interest.

Peter stopped, flicked his bangs and said with a smile: "Of course, before I start boring newspaper work, I want to enjoy today's sunshine to the fullest."

With that said, Peter continued to listen to the song and dance.

Seeing this, Yang Ming raised his camera and took a street photo of Peter.

Gwen in front turned around and saw Peter's appearance and just shook her head helplessly. When will this disease be cured?

"I'll go to the ballet studio, you can play by yourself!" She said this and was about to leave.

"Wait a minute, Gwen, this is the suit I asked Dr. Otto to tailor-make for you. It's much better looking than your suit, and it's stronger and can't be torn."

Yang Ming handed the bag in his hand to the other party, and as expected, he could see the emotion in the other party's eyes.

Gwen gritted her teeth and her expression became ferocious.

"Tailor-made? Tell me, how do you know my measurements?"

A confident smile appeared on Yang Ming's lips, "I've seen you change into battle clothes... um, that's not right, I guessed it."