I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor

Chapter 54 Longbow or Ring

"George, George Stacey."

Hearing this name, Raymond's pupils shrank and at the same time, Gwen on the eaves almost fell down. After realizing that Spider-Man had not yet been born in this universe, Gwen, who had just arrived, tried to go to his home. After looking at it, I found out that the Stacey family did not live there. Then, after the girl tried her best and failed to find a girl named "Gwendolyn Maxine Stacey", she felt relieved and filled her heart. Thinking that there is no myself or Peter Parker in this universe, and then——

Boom boom boom, a father comes from the sky!

The George Stacey downstairs now is so young that Gwen even suspects that at his age, he may not have given birth to... herself...

Obviously, this police officer devoted all his energy to being on duty and patrolling, which is probably the main reason why he can reach the height of a police officer at this age.

While Gwen looked at her father from another dimension with a complicated expression, Raymond under the eaves was not much better - for some reason, the words "meet the parents" appeared in front of Raymond's eyes, but he thought After thinking about it for a while, I decided to define it as “meeting the students’ parents.”

As a tutor, it’s normal to meet the parents of your students, right?

"Jo...Superintendent Stacey." Professor Xu shook hands with the fat superintendent rather guiltily, wondering how this overweight guy could give birth to a daughter as slender and beautiful as Gwen.

But even though he was thinking about various polite and rude topics in his heart, the professor's expression remained calm: "Then let's leave our contact information."

George was overjoyed. People of his class could only be called middle-class at best, and Professor Xu, although he still defined himself as a worker of Stark, in George's view, this was something he could contact privately. The toughest connections.

So Gwen looked down at the young version of her father and her mentor exchanging contact information - the girl covered her face, the matter had developed to this point far beyond her expectations.

The two left the scene of the crime during the conversation and when they boarded George's police car, Raymond had a sudden thought and asked: "Do you have any children?"

"Ah..." George suddenly thought of his little daughter's cute face. He couldn't help but laugh. When he realized that he was in front of the CEO of a top company, he hurriedly put away his smile. He looked a little embarrassed and hurriedly answered to cover up his embarrassment: "Yes, I have a daughter. She was just born last week."

Raymond raised his eyebrows, the professor got into the police car, and then continued with interest: "That must be a very cute little girl. Have you decided on a name?"

Gwen Stacy was stunned in the distance as she listened to Mr. Superintendent's answer in the suit's headset:

"Ah." The superintendent laughed warmly, "We call her Gwendolyn, Gwendolyn Stacey."

"A very good name, you know -" the professor also laughed, "The name Gwen comes from the ancient Welsh language, meaning 'blessed' or 'fair', and Doreen means 'blessed' or 'fair' in Welsh. It's a 'bow' or a ring."

Having said this, the professor paused and looked at the police inspector who was holding the steering wheel and slowing down the clutch to start. There was a hint of seriousness in his tone: "You hope that she will become a 'fair longbow' in the future. Or 'Blessed Ring'?"

Gwen in the distance couldn't help but become nervous when she heard the professor's question - although this was a father from another dimension, he was still an isomer of his own father after all. Such a sensitive "you want your daughter to become a father in the future" The question of "what kind of person" naturally affects the girl's mind.

After all, maybe the answer to this question can help him solve the "father-daughter problem" in his home universe!

"Huh?" the superintendent laughed, "I don't know what it means. We just thought of Gwendolyn Brooks. It's a nice name."

"That's true." Professor Xu did not pursue the question any further.

Gwen let out a long breath, the "judgment" finally did not come. The somewhat nervous girl stood up, stretched her ankles, and then shot out spider silk from the thick branches of the street tree not far away, and fled away from the place where trouble was.

What happened today really embarrassed her beyond shame.

At the same time, the police inspector started the car, and before the sound of the engine reached its peak, he finally answered the professor's question:

"From my personal ideal, I hope she is a fair longbow; but from a father's perspective, I hope she is a blessed ring throughout her life."

The professor smiled and lowered his head, but at this time Gwen, who was dangling the thread, was already beyond the distance where she could hear these words.

----Dividing line----

After the happy feud, maybe Raymond Xu would choose to drink white wine and eat beef because of his cultural background. But since Gwen didn't have the habit of drinking, she chose to play drums after her grudge.

Although no band is willing to have a drummer with a bad temper, whose skill rises and falls with his mood, and who never takes the band's public activities seriously, Raymond's laboratory allowance is just enough for a girl to buy A brand new drum set.

If Raymond had spent the money on his own, he would definitely have to move out of that remote and shabby little bedroom and find another house first - but Gwen, I can only say that Gwen had her own ideas.

Wearing headphones, the girl indulged herself in the small bedroom, venting her emotions about the breakdown of her family and her antagonism with her father using the drumsticks in her hands that had been polished smooth, until the aunt next door started banging on the door and accusing Gwen of disturbing her day. After a beauty nap and nearly tearing down the bedroom door, Gwen finally put down the drumstick.

Then the girl threw herself on the bed.

To be honest, she wasn't ready to face her father.

If Gwen puts aside the identity of George's father and points directly to the shortcomings, it is a classic, self-righteous and self-deceiving middle-aged white man who recklessly puts his future, love for his daughter and his love for his old friend May Parker. All his guilt was devoted to hunting down a masked super-powerful woman - even though he knew almost nothing about the person he was hunting.

Frankly speaking, Gwen didn't even know what kind of brain circuit her father used to perform such an operation, which seemed like his brain was soaked in water.

But no matter what, George Stacy was only a parent for the first time. Gwen knew that he loved her, he was just too clumsy to know how to express his love.

Clumsy—damn it!

Gwen thought about Raymond again. She originally thought that this guy would not be so stupid as to not know how to express his feelings like her father, but she soon discovered that they both ended up in the same place by different paths: Gwen never expected that this grown man would behave like a shy man. Like grass, he would shrink back when touched. Ever since he emphasized his identity as a teacher and student that day, he has returned to his businesslike and indifferent attitude.

The more Gwen thought about it, the angrier she became, and she even began to regret what she said that day.

She looked at the ceiling, some rebellious thoughts flying uncontrollably in her mind...

She jumped up and put on her clothes, swung to the luxury apartment with spider silk, broke in again through the window, and hung up Raymond with spider silk before he could ask her if something happened again, and questioned him. What kind of feelings did he have for her, and then she kissed him crazily without waiting for him to answer, and the next morning she pretended that nothing had happened...

Gwen finally just sighed, closed her eyes, and covered her face with the corners of the quilt.

Rain streamed in through the open window, hitting her exposed arms with a cool dampness. She stood up to close the window, but unexpectedly a voice drifted in along with the rain:

"Gwennie~ Did you have a good rest last night?"

The girl was horrified. Her residence here was the top secret among absolute secrets. No one should know her residence except Raymond Xu. She took a step back, looked up, and met the eyes of Felicia Hardy who had just jumped from the eaves.

Felicia, who usually looks like an urban beauty, is wearing a pair of sci-fi-looking glasses today, and her long silver-white hair is tied into a high ponytail on the back of her head. She wore a black tights that outlined her plump body that was completely different from that of ballet girl Gwen Stacy.

"Miss Spider." Regardless of Gwen's warning, the black cat held the window sill with one hand, jumped over and jumped in through Gwen's window, and then closed the window, "Or call you Ghost Spider-Man? Or the hooded girl?"

"How did you know?" Gwen's voice was cold, "And, what should I call you, Miss Hardy?"

"Well -" Felicia wandered around and looked at Gwen's dilapidated bedroom. Finally, the black cat stopped at Gwen's brand new drum set that was incompatible with this dilapidated bedroom. "It seems that Professor Xu The salary given to you is not low."

Thinking of himself who also received little attention after entering the laboratory, Black Cat sighed with a hint of resentment: "Who made me just a third-tier anti-hero?"

"What are you talking about?" Gwen stepped back from the bed and asked hesitantly while putting on the spider silk launcher on her right wrist.

"I like your suit, whether it's new or old. The design of changing the whole forearm from white to pink is great." Black Cat leaned on Gwen's drum kit as if no one else was around, "That was your design Yes? Still?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Gwen, who had put on the spider silk launcher, slowly distanced herself from Felicia. The girl walked to the opposite corner of the house, aiming her slender wrist while flipping.

"Then I understand, it was designed by Professor Xu." The corner of Black Cat's mouth slightly raised, "I think he has good aesthetic taste, whether it is women or clothes."

"But," Felicia stood up and approached Gwen in the corner. Her steps were as gentle and graceful as a cat: "Gwen, it's not that simple between you and him, right?"

So Gwen’s name is actually Laifu 233333