The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

"You've got your practice driver's license? Can we drive my dad's car to the beach soon?"

In a small cafe next to the shopping street in Midtown, Gwen was slowly stirring the coffee in front of her with a spoon. Peter, who was sitting opposite her, said, "My uncle doesn't have much time. He was diagnosed with lung problems in the hospital earlier." A shadow, but it's okay, just a mild inflammation, you know, he smoked when he was young..."

"Of course, they were of that generation, and so was my dad, and my mum would fight with him every time his coat smelled of cigarettes."

"Although I got a practice driver's license, my uncle doesn't have time, and I can't go on the road alone without someone to accompany me. I haven't driven a car yet." Peter shrugged.

"Actually, I don't really know how to drive. I only need a written test for a practical driver's license. I can barely start the car now. As for how to drive..." Peter shook his head.

"I don't know when I will pass the road test. I don't even spend much time in a car, let alone drive."

The Parker family only has an old pickup truck that Uncle Ben uses to commute to and from work. When Peter went to Stark for an internship, he used spider silk to swing between tall buildings by himself.

In the United States, Peter’s age is basically a learner’s driver’s license. He only needs to take a written test, but if he wants to drive on the road alone, he must pass the road test. Peter has basically never touched a car now. Even if he is a genius, it is impossible. Things are created out of nothing, and passing the road test is nowhere in sight.

Gwen heard the disappointment in Peter's tone, and she changed the subject.

"I heard that the Stark Group gave you a lot of internship fees, and they plan to let you work in their group in the future?"

"Yes, although I told my uncle and aunt that they will be responsible for my future university tuition fees, but obviously, they are scared by the expensive tuition fees of some good universities, and they want to save all their money, in order to avoid any accidents.”

"I think that's okay. Sometimes, I think they are worrying unfoundedly, but when some disasters really come, I realize that their worries are not unreasonable." Gwen said, her gentleness and understanding Always made Peter feel a little unworthy of her.

"If your uncle can't accompany you to practice, does he have any friends? Or do you have any other elders who are free?"

Peter thought for a while, and he said, "You reminded me, I do have a few candidates..."

The next day, in the living room of the psychological clinic, Peter said: "...the situation is like this. I have to touch the car before I can pass the road test."

Schiller was stunned for a moment, and felt that this was not a big deal. With Peter's genius level, if he drove him around by himself, he must have learned everything.

So he said, "No problem, I'm happy to help. I'll drive you around first, and you will watch from the side, and then you will do it yourself. You will learn everything in an afternoon."

Dozens of minutes later, Schiller was in the driver's seat. He took out a booklet from somewhere, and while adjusting the steering wheel, he looked at the booklet and said, "Let me see, the part about steering and merging... oh, Here it is! Wait, isn't this rule weird?"

Pikachu and Peter sat in the co-pilot and stared at each other. Pikachu said, "I guess he never read the New York Driver's Manual before he got his driver's license."

"Isn't that obvious enough?" said Peter.

"Then why don't you think about how he passed the driver's license test?"

Peter stared straight ahead and said, "As long as I don't think about it, I feel safe for the time being."

Within a few minutes, Peter and Schiller were standing next to the car, shivering from the cold wind of early winter in New York.

Schiller took the phone and said, "Hello? Insurance company? Yes... I've already sent you the location information... Oh, it's not serious, there is a scratch on the side of the vehicle..."

Then he covered the receiver and said loudly to the owner of a white Audi next to him: "Shut up!! This is all your fault! Haven't you read the New York Driver's Handbook? I'm the one going straight, you can't ..."

Twenty minutes later, a flamboyant red super sports car stopped next to the accident scene. Stark in the car was wearing sunglasses. He waved to Peter and said, "Let's go! Your Uncle Tony will take you there." Take a look at the New York coastline!"

As he spoke, he made another snort of contempt, and said, "You should have come to me in the first place to see what this doctor looks like. How does he look like a real racing driver? I bet he never used it in his life. The car has driven over 100 miles..."

Peter looked back at Schiller who was on the phone with the insurance company, still holding Pikachu, and got into Stark's sports car.

Not long after, Pikachu tightly covered his two ears, and shouted to Peter in the strong wind: "Why is he racing!!!!!! Don't close the top?!!!!"

"How do I know!!!!!!" Peter also yelled.

"It's called!!! Fast and Furious!!!!!! Do you understand?!!!!!!" Stark also shouted.

Within a few minutes, the sports car also stopped by the side of the road, and Stark dug out a pamphlet from nowhere, and said while reading it: "Damn...how did you close the top? I hardly drove it manually by myself. Get over... no, no, Jarvis, I don't need your help..."

"Let me see... oh, here it is! What?? Vehicle intelligent management system???? How is it fucking intelligent??? I want to drive manually! Is this teaching you?? There is no one Button or something??"

Twenty minutes later, Steve picked up Peter whose hair was blown into a bird's nest on the side of the road. Pikachu pulled his hair that was blown into knots and said, "I shouldn't believe you. Nonsense! I'm just a mouse, and I don't need to learn how to drive, so why on earth did I come out with you?"

Peter comforted him and said, "It's okay, Captain America will definitely not be as unreliable as them!"

Indeed, what Steve drove was an unremarkable black Cadillac. After Peter sat in it, Steve started the car very skillfully. Take a breath.

But soon, he couldn't laugh anymore. Steve's speed increased more and more, and he didn't slow down when turning. Every time he drifted, the tires would leave scorched black marks on the ground, and Peter would be hit hard on the other side. On one side of the car door, Pikachu in his arms almost flew out of the car window.

Then, when passing the speed bump, Steve didn't intend to slow down at all. Under the horrified eyes of Peter and Pikachu, the car rushed straight over. There was a bump, and the front of the entire car lifted up.

Steve still ignored it, and the whole car almost volleyed over the speed bump. Peter was thrown up from the seat, hit his head hard on the roof of the car, and when he fell, his waist was hit by the seat again. , he screamed: "Oh!!! My waist!!!"

This time Pikachu has been photographed on the windshield.

Steve still drove on his own. Seeing Peter's miserable state, he smiled and said, "The suspension system of this vehicle is already very advanced. When I drove it on the battlefield, it was less than 20 kilometers. There will be a few bruises on the arm..."

"Learning to drive always requires this process. The speed bumps on the road are much better than the spike traps and anti-shock roadblocks on the battlefield, right?"

Twenty minutes later, Coulson picked up Steve and Peter in the S.H.I.E.L.D. car. Steve complained, "I take back what I just praised about this car. Its quality is too bad. Why? Just turn off the fire?"

Coulson said: "Captain, even if you are Captain America, you can't drive without a license and speed on the main road in New York..."

"Damn unlicensed driving, how could I not have a driver's license?!"

"Prior licenses from before 1940 don't count."

Steve pursed his lips and said, "Okay, but at least I'm not speeding."

"Traffic laws from before 1940 don't count either."

Pikachu sat in Peter's arms and said, "...you are really good at making friends."

Peter also said with no love in his life: "I thought there would always be a reliable one."

"That's just what you think."

Coulson turned his head and asked, "So you want to test your driver's license? Why didn't you call us to ask us? S.H.I.E.L.D. can bypass the Department of Motor Vehicles and issue you a formal driver's license directly. We still have the right to do so. "

Peter said: "If you told me this sentence before today, I would be very happy and ask you to print an official driver's license for me immediately."

"But now that I have learned a lesson, I'd better practice slowly by myself. Before driving on the road, I will definitely memorize all the driver's manual and vehicle manual, and then update the driver's license information on time every year."

Coulson seemed quite surprised. He looked at Peter appreciatively and said, "There are not many young people like you who uphold integrity and don't pursue privileges."

Peter said wearily, "That's probably because I'm really good at making friends."

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