Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Can anyone explain to me what Sheldon's expression was? The last time I saw this expression, he was reading my scientific paper on the catalytic effect of sugar on thermite."

Back in Los Angeles, Ron disbanded the action team on the spot. As soon as Ron opened the door, he saw Sheldon sitting on his special seat on the sofa, flipping through an unknown document while reading, He also made faces from time to time, as if he had seen something disgusting.

"Please, writing down the simplest principles of physics on paper doesn't count as your thesis," Sheldon complained without looking up.

"What happened to that kid?" Ron had no choice but to ask Leonard.

"He's reading Burt's paper, the guy from the School of Geology who just won the MacArthur Genius Award," Leonard laughed: "To be honest, it's always fun to watch him read other people's research results."

Ron followed his gaze and saw that Sheldon sometimes frowned, sometimes sarcastically, and occasionally curled his lips to show his disdain for the content. He could play an entire scene with just one face. With this kind of acting skills, it would be a pity not to do acting, but to do scientific research.

"People who asked me to read this, are you happy now? Bert's results are amazing, and I'm even more unhappy now. Admitting this makes me more unhappy than the time I had to admit that Ron was smart."

Sheldon threw the paper on the sofa. Jealousy transformed him. The four people on the other side looked at each other, meaning who is going? It's best to have nothing to do, Ron was thrown out by them, who let Ron spend the longest time with Sheldon? Everyone agreed that he was more experienced.

"OK, Sheldon, it's just a MacArthur Award. If you are willing, I will set up a Cooper Contribution Award tomorrow and award the first trophy to you. How about it? As long as you don't want the bonus and want to make the trophy It doesn’t matter how big it is, if it’s too big, I can drive it back for you.”

Anyway, some time ago, Chris scraped a lot of money for him from the British people, and it was useless to spend a little bit on Sheldon. The reason was certainly not because Sheldon was a hen that could lay golden eggs or something boring. The reason is mainly because they are brothers.

This is a precious brotherhood~

Whether you believe it or not, Ron believed it anyway.

"Ron, if I want a trophy, I can spend money to make one myself. I value the honor represented by the MacArthur Award!" Sheldon glared angrily.

Ron turned his head and spread his hands: "Okay, I can't help it. I'll leave the rest to you. I'm going on a date."

"No way. You and Sheldon grew up together. Is this all you can do?"

"Of course not. Every time this kid has a bad temper, in order to prevent me from being tempted to beat him, I usually let him go for a walk." Ron said while taking his coat off the hanger.

"Is walking useful for Sheldon?" Amy's eyes lit up. After all, she was the one who would spend her whole life with Sheldon, and she needed this kind of successful experience to learn from him the most.

"Very useful. As long as he goes far enough, I can't hear his nagging. If this guy makes you upset in the future, I recommend giving it a try~"

"Wait!" Ron said, opening the door and preparing to leave but Leonard stopped him: "Maybe we can go for a walk together to let Sheldon calm down."

"That's a good idea," Sheldon complained as he stood up. "It seems like everyone has a good idea now, except me."

"I'm just trying to help you, man."

"Okay, you can go ahead with Ron and help me scare away the pigeons." Sheldon put on his coat and followed with Leonard. Ron was impatient and could only nod.

"Okay, I'll just take a walk with you for a while. Oh my god, Sheldon, you don't know what I've given up for you? If there was an American Good Brother selection, I would definitely be voted first place."

Ron said in an exaggerated tone, but Leonard was full of doubts: "Did you just abandon a girl?"

"No, two." Ron proudly raised two fingers and raised an eyebrow at Leonard: "I just came back from outside, so of course I have to indulge myself."

Having just experienced a baptism of blood and fire, of course only Gentle Country can soothe Ron's wounded heart. Ron plans to go find Max and Caroline tonight.

Leonard was dumbfounded. He could count the number of girlfriends he had dated all his life on one hand. He had never seen such a playful operation before. He could only envy him. In order to avoid embarrassment, he could only hurry up. Change the subject.

"We are here to comfort Sheldon today. Are you feeling better?"

"Sure enough, it's much easier to go for a walk. I admire you very much, Leonard." Sheldon nodded.

Leonard glanced at Ron with a proud face after hearing this: "Really? Why do you admire me? Tell me carefully, especially let Ron know."

"You are satisfied with your current situation, and you will not be envious of others, because you have no ambitions and will not be dragged down by them. You are just a dead body floating on the river, drifting with the current."

"Hahahaha, your admiration is indeed quite enviable." Ron laughed heartily.

"Why can't I just accept compliments, and I have to ask the reason why?" Leonard said angrily, but looking at the unhappy Sheldon, Leonard still walked over and continued to comfort him:

"I really understand how you feel now. Since I was a child, my brother and sister's achievements have always made me unable to hold my head high."

Sheldon looked up: "Then how did you deal with it?"

"I didn't stop wetting the bed until I was in college, but I didn't think that was a good solution."

"I can't believe that I was surpassed by a geologist," Sheldon said in disbelief: "Ron, what about you? You have lived in the shadow of this genius' high IQ since you were a child. How did you adjust your mentality? "

"Okay, I admit that your IQ is indeed a bit higher, but don't forget, we are here in the United States." Ron rolled his eyes, feeling that Sheldon was looking for superiority and found him: "In our country , everyone prefers athletes with incredible physiques or people with natural leadership qualities, and I happen to have both. Frankly speaking, if you were not born unable to feel other people's emotions, I would be worried that you would become Like other nerds, he has low self-esteem and is sensitive."

Leonard lowered his head guiltily. Ron was talking about people like him. Of course, he didn't mean anything malicious, he was just using him as an example.

To be honest, Leonard was indeed jealous of people like Ron when he was in school, and even now he still feels a little jealous occasionally, until he fell in love with Petunia.

"Listen, Sheldon, I have a way that may be able to help you in your situation. To be precise, this is George's way. Every time I play the main role and he is the substitute, she It’s a way to adjust your mood.”

"What can I do?" Sheldon's eyes lit up.

Ron picked up a stone from the ground and handed it to him: "Imagine him as the angry person you are now, or the person you particularly hate. I remember his name is Bert, right? From now on, this stone will be Burt, throw it out now and all the people you hate and all your anger will be gone."

"I never thought that idiot Little George could have such a good idea?" Sheldon took the stone: "This stone contains all my negative emotions. I will throw you far away, and you will be thrown out. When the time comes, you can smash another pigeon to death."

After Sheldon finished reading, his eyes that had been closed suddenly opened. He held the stone with one hand and threw it forward with all his strength.

However, the stone was released in the middle of soaking and pierced directly into Sheldon's feet. A scream like a slaughtered pig rang out from the park.

"Ah~~~"

"Hahahaha..." Ron was rolling on the floor with laughter, tears streaming down his face.

"Little George, this idiot! His methods are useless! Leonard, Ron, please help me, it hurts me so much!"

Leonard quickly went to help Sheldon, but Ron was still beside him, laughing so hard that he couldn't stand up straight: "Little George is not as useless as you. She can't even throw a stone. She is the best tight end in high school." He can also play as a running back occasionally, including Missy, who is a master of baseball, and you are the only sports idiot in our family."

"Ron, can you help us carry Sheldon up?" Leonard lifted Sheldon up alone, feeling a little strenuous.

Ron lowered his head and looked at his watch: "I'm afraid not. I'm going to be late for the date. There are two of us tonight, so I'll leave it to you Sheldon."

The Williamsburg restaurant has closed, but the old utility room that has been converted into a cake room connected to the small window of the restaurant is still brightly lit. Max, who is in a good mood, is decorating the cake and humming happily. While singing, suddenly, a pair of big hands wrapped around her slender waist from behind.

Ron took a deep sniff in her hair and said intoxicatedly: "Sometimes I can't tell the difference. Which one is sweeter, you? Or the cake, sweetheart?"

"Of course it's me~" Max said proudly without hesitation: "What I sprayed on my body was the Saint Laurent opium you gave me last time. It was specially prepared for you. Do you like it?"

"certainly……"

Before he could say the word "like", Ron's nose twitched slightly: "Wait, what kind of strange smell is this?"

"Maybe it's the milk. It's been there for a long time, and the milk-seeking revelations were all thrown on the milk carton." Max put down the cream, put his arm around Ron's neck and said with a wink, "Are you going to wait until you get back, or start now?" ?”

"No, this smell is wrong!" Even with his beauty, Ron still pushed Max away unmoved and sniffed hard: "This smell comes from here, it's very pungent, what is this?" ?”

"etc……"

Before Max could stop him, Ron had already opened the closet door, and a foul smell hit his face.

Inside the closet, under the illumination of the indoor light, a pot of smelly plant was growing vigorously. Ron immediately recognized the type of plant from the special shape of the leaves.

"Is this marijuana?" Ron's expression was more serious than ever before. Maxton and Ron had known him for such a long time and had never seen him look like this before, but she thought Ron was joking with her and continued to say in a joking tone:

"Hey, marijuana is my favorite, and it may also be my final destination. Relax, man, recreational marijuana is completely legal in California. These cute little guys can help us have fun tonight... Why do you look so scary? "

Even a very nervous person like Max stopped talking when he realized something was wrong with Ron's expression in the middle of the night.

"I don't think falling into hallucinations is an exciting thing," Ron roughly pushed Max aside in front of him and directly pulled the plants uprooted: "I suggest you don't touch these things. For your sake, a bad life is not the reason for you to live in a dream, not to mention that your and Caroline's lives have changed now, these things will drag you into the quagmire again."

Probably because the memory of his previous life was too deep in his bones. Even though marijuana was a common drug in the United States and even had a social flavor, Ron still hated him deeply.

"Why do you interfere with my personal preferences? You damn control freak!" Max looked at the plants thrown to the ground and yelled angrily: "These are just some marijuana, they are even less harmful than cigarettes!"

"Lower than cigarettes? Haha," Ron sneered twice: "It turns out that some people have always believed this childish lie. Max, think about it, do you really believe this, or is it because you enjoy marijuana? It gives you a feeling of indulgence, so you use this sentence to comfort yourself?"

After saying that, Ron stomped on the marijuana again in frustration and left without looking back.

"Dangdangdangdang~~~"

After a while, Caroline, who was wearing a white bunny dress, suddenly rushed into the room: "Max, why don't you go and change into your own clothes? A black bunny dress? We promised Ron that we would play with him tonight. Rabbit Game, wait, Max, where are you? Why can’t I see you?”

"Ron has left." Max's low voice came from behind the cake.

"Leave? Why?" Caroline walked around the cake and saw something on the ground. She covered her mouth in awe: "Oh my god, when did you grow marijuana in our cake shop? Ron hates this kind of thing the most!" He hates anything that has to do with addiction."

"This is not mine, this is Earl's." Max looked up at her expressionlessly: "Thank you for telling me now how much Ron hates them."

"Didn't I say that?" Caroline took off her bunny ears and sat next to Max, hugging Max in her arms: "Okay, I think I didn't say it. When I was in high school, I went to school because of a party. My friend smoked weed and Ron smelled it, and she broke up with me on the spot.”

"He hates these things very much. He said that this is a matter of principle." Hao Luo young caressed Max's back: "Fortunately, this is all a misunderstanding. These are not yours... Max, these are really Is it Earl’s?”

"Of course it's his. If I wanted to grow it myself, I wouldn't just grow it like this."

"That's good. Ron shouldn't be far away yet. I'll take you to him to explain." Caroline pulled Max up.