The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"I swear, I just pushed him! I didn't think... well, I was so angry that that bastard dared to call Gwen!" Peter complained as he walked with his schoolbag on his back.

Stark patted him on the back and said, "It's okay, even if you beat him up, it's okay. Someone molested your girlfriend, and you just punched him, which is considered light."

"I didn't punch him..." Peter was very helpless.

"Okay, okay, I know, let's go, I hired an Italian cook, let's eat pizza tonight." Stark said happily.

Things have to start this morning.

Originally, this morning, Peter came to school happily. He waited for Gwen at the school gate early in the morning. The two chatted while walking, and they were still reluctant to part when they reached the class gate.

American public high schools don't care about dating at all, as long as you are not too out of line, the teachers don't care.

Therefore, Peter and Gwen held hands and said goodbye at the door of the class. As a result, at this time, a football team member from the next class came over and not only mocked Peter, but also scolded Gwen in ugly words.

Peter was so angry that the football player came up and gestured obscenely at him, Peter pushed him angrily, and of course the football player was almost embedded in the wall.

In fact, Peter was almost able to control that powerful force, but he was angry at the time, and when he pushed the man, he used a lot of force, and the man flew out directly and broke a rib.

As a result, the other party's parents went to the school because of campus bullying. Of course, the school wanted to invite Peter's parents, but Peter couldn't explain to his uncle and aunt where he got so much power. , Peter can only leave Stark's phone number.

Of course, the teacher made a call to the headquarters of Stark Tower. After Jarvis received the call, he specifically forwarded it to Stark.

Stark came to the school in a fancy sports car. How could the parents on the opposite side not know the richest man in the world, and said on the spot that it was a misunderstanding. Stark continued to encourage Peter, saying that he Should have punched that bastard.

Gwen was also comforting her, saying that the bastard deserved it, but Peter was still very depressed. As a good student, he had never been invited by parents since he was a child, but Stark still showed off his bad mouth everywhere. Today, the fact that Peter invited Stark over because of trouble at school spread throughout the superhero circle.

Children in this age group don't like others to treat them as children, but this time, Peter was ridiculed by everyone in turn, and he was very depressed.

In the cafeteria of S.H.I.E.L.D., Steve said, "Actually, you can also leave my phone number. At least I look more energetic than that bastard who stayed up all night drinking."

Coulson next to him said: "At least in terms of age, it must be enough."

"It's enough in terms of seniority, I'm Stark's uncle."

"But..." Steve cut a piece of steak and said, "You have to learn to control your emotions. It was the same way when I first underwent transformation. Once my emotions fluctuate greatly, I will not be able to control my superhuman strength. "

"Then how did you improve in the end?"

"On the one hand, you need to be aware of this problem, and on the other hand, you can also seek help from some professionals to learn how to stabilize your emotions."

"Actually, I'm not a very angry person." Peter said a little depressed, "But when it comes to certain issues, I can't help it."

Steve smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm the same way. When I was in the army, the thorns always made trouble for Peggy and called her dirty words, so I beat them all up."

"Of course, you have to control your strength when beating someone, otherwise you will easily cause trouble, but as long as you control your strength, it is nothing more than an ordinary fight, and you will be locked up at most."

Coulson raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Captain America to have this side, but thinking about it, the perfect image of a saint in promotional videos and movies is impossible to appear in reality no matter how you think about it.

In the evening, Peter came to Schiller's psychological clinic again, and he said: "Doctor, I'm afraid I have to use your place to do my homework. My uncle and aunt insist on renovating my bedroom. The smell of paint is still there." It’s still not gone, I really can’t stay.”

"Come in, go and clean up that desk, Pikachu! Pikachu! Come here! Hurry up and take away your box after box of peanut butter, you have been occupying my desk for more than three days..."

Peter picked up the jumping Pikachu and said, "Are you getting a little fatter? Why do I feel like you're getting heavier?"

"Of course he got fat, and if you eat five jars of peanut butter and two pounds of cheese a day, you get fat too."

Pikachu flicked his tail and said, "I advise you to mind your own business, boy, I'm just a mouse, not a bodybuilder, what's wrong with getting fatter?"

Peter opened his schoolbag at the desk and took out the textbooks. Schiller said while cooking in the kitchen, "I heard that your teacher asked the parents to call Stark away? Isn't the teacher mad at him?"

"I can't help it. How can I explain to my uncle that I can push a 90kg football player away?"

"Oh, that's right." Peter turned his head and said, "Doctor, can you teach me how to control my emotions? I didn't mean to hurt others, I was just too angry and didn't control my strength..."

"Why do you do this? Why did you start thinking about controlling the power of emotional convergence?"

"I... because I don't want this kind of power to hurt others when I lose control one day."

"Then why are you out of control?"

"Because that person scolded Gwen, and scolded Gwen very badly."

"Isn't that his problem? He should learn to control his emotions, not you."

"But……"

"You are always too good at reflecting on your own problems and blaming everything on yourself, but the fact is that you exceed the moral standards of ordinary people too much, which will bring you more pain."

"You should not only find the reason from yourself. Have you ever thought about it? It is not you who may be wrong, but the world."

Peter opened his mouth, and he said in a puzzled way, "I thought... I thought a psychiatrist should be..."

"That's just what you think."

Schiller came over with a plate. Peter smelled the smell of scrambled eggs and swallowed. Schiller put down the plate and said, "Psychiatrists are not military instructors or school teachers. We are not responsible for telling you something. Who is right?" Who is wrong, all the enlightenment and treatment I have done to you are based on your standpoint, that is, to bring myself into your psychology, and then discover your psychological problems from another angle..."

"Well, I know I sometimes think too much and worry about things that haven't happened yet."

"This is a common problem of geniuses, and Stark is the same."

"What happened to Mister Stark?"

"He and Pepper had another big fight the day before yesterday, and they went out to race in a fit of anger, but Connors saw him. The next morning, he was mocked by Connors, and he met Steve again when he went out... "

"Then he called me and asked me if he was the number one bad guy in the world, that's why the world is against him everywhere."

"Then what?"

"Of course I put him in therapy for about two hours, and then he got back together with them."

Peter said dubiously, "What treatment? Such an immediate effect?"

"I scolded him a bit, and then he felt that other people scolded him fairly lightly, and of course they reconciled."

Peter felt sympathy for Stark at the time.

After a while, Peter finished his homework and had dinner. He lay on the sofa in a daze, instead of playing games with Pikachu as usual.

While Schiller was writing his thesis on the side table, Peter put his arm over his forehead and said, "Why are there so many strange things in this world? Why is there always one trouble after another? Why do people have so many troubles?"

"Because your life is getting better little by little, and the better your life is, the more trivial troubles will appear to have a sense of existence."

"Why don't you think about it, what kind of life did you live when you didn't have so many troubles before? If you put this kind of trouble in the past, would you care?"

Peter thought about it. When Uncle Ben and Aunt May went to the medical examination and the results were not good, they had no money at that time, and Peter could not find a way out. If at that time, he had a dispute with his classmates at school, this matter It might soon be forgotten by him, because he had bigger troubles to deal with.

Compared with the pressure of survival, a little quarrel is nothing at all. If he had so much free time to lie here and complain, he would probably still be running errands to earn money.

Peter said: "Sometimes I always want to grow up quickly, go to college quickly, buy a house by myself, let my uncle and aunt live in a larger room, find a decent job, and get engaged to Gwen. is that so?"

"But sometimes, I hope that this year will never pass. I can always be a high school student. I just need to attend classes at school every day, come back to do my homework, and then sleep until dawn."

Schiller just listened quietly, the slight sound of his typing on the keyboard echoed in the somewhat dim room.

"Sometimes I dream that many stars are woven into a web, and I dream that I become a giant spider. Maybe being a spider is nice, isn't it?"

"Other times, I would dream that I lost Uncle Ben and Aunt May, Gwen was gone, and I was the only one left in the world."

"They all say that dreams reflect the nature of people's hearts. Do you think so? Doctor?"

"I yearn for freedom, but I am afraid of losing. I want to be a hero, but I don't even know what a hero is..."

Peter fell asleep without waiting for an answer, the night sky outside the window was full of stars, only the computer screen was still on in the whole room, and Schiller had already left.

Pikachu hugged a pillow, stuffed it under Peter's head, and then threw a blanket on it. He said to himself: "There are so many things about human beings. Among these people who come and go every day, there is no One without worries."

Then he looked at Peter again and said, "You are lucky, boy, maybe these people are lucky, even the mice..."

"Is there any time when you don't worry about growing up?"