American drama of life

Chapter 120 Fighting for the Olympics, a bronze medal superstar (2 chapters in 1, please subscribe!)
"Ok."

Howard saw that he would hear more unacceptable words if he did not agree, so he could only choose to agree.

After all, let him fight alone, he really doesn't have much confidence.

And the good friend Rajesh is a real peaceful nobleman with extraordinary talent.

"very good."

Monica is overjoyed.

"I disagree."

Although Ross still has a bad balance, he expresses his dissatisfaction without any cowardice: "I can do it!"

"yeah, yeah."

Monica didn't care: "Actually, it's more fair now. Luke, Howard and Rajesh, this is the fairest combination for the battle."

"..."

Hearing this, and looking at his good friend who nodded again and again, Howard's mouth twitched again.

"I'll give you an hour, and if it's not as good as Luke, you can go down and see how I beat Worowitz on behalf of our Geller family."

Monica said something impatiently to Ross, and then pulled Luke to familiarize herself with skating.

Ross pulled a long face and Chandler slowly became acquainted with them in the fight.

And with the help of Luke, Monica made rapid progress.

"impossible!"

After Ross fell for an unknown number of times, seeing that Monica didn't look like a beginner at all, he had already started slipping out some of the Geller's classic dance moves, and exclaimed incredulously, "How did you do it?"

"what is this."

Monica danced the ice version of Geller's dance to the fullest and smiled proudly: "I've practiced the harder ones."

"..."

Ross seemed to think of something, and looked at Luke with round eyes.

Luke smiled slightly.

He deserves the credit for this.

"Then what happened to him?"

Ross was upset and helpless, looking at Howard, who was also flying off the ground under Rajesh's sparring, and complained, "Do they also practice difficult moves together?"

"See through and don't say through."

Chandler joked: "Still good friends."

"Fuck skating, I'll never be the star of a skating movie."

Joey fell again, complaining.

"We can win..."

Howard watched Luke and the others slide out so many difficult moves, and had an ominous foreboding.

"We can win, but you have to be more open."

Rajesh said to Howard, taking advantage of the slippery distance and no one around.

"How can I let it go?"

Howard said with a dark face: "We will never be able to do that."

"As long as you let go, we can."

Rajesh said to himself: "Unless you don't want to win."

"Ok."

Howard thought of the bet and agreed.

"That's great, take my hand and go with how you feel."

Coach Rajesh went online and began to teach the stunts of the Peace Country.

One hour practice time is over.

Luke and Monica vs Howard and Rajesh.

Luke and Monica have a tacit understanding, and they have physical fitness to build the foundation. They really performed many difficult moves in public, and even the professional Emma watched it with great brilliance.

It's just that Monica is dumbfounded when they stop to watch Howard and Rajesh pair skating.

It's not that their skills are more difficult, but the tacit understanding and emotional expressiveness of the two people really shocked everyone.

Including Monica.

"We lost?"

Ross was dumbfounded.

"impossible!"

Monica was reluctant to accept the result.

The in-depth combination of their boyfriend and girlfriend is not as good as a pair of good friends?

"But I feel like you guys lost. They skated and jumped so well. Look at this swirling smile. OMG is indescribable."

Phoebe was telling the truth.

"You did lose!"

There was a smile in Emma's eyes.

"Let's do it again."

Monica refused to admit defeat and pulled Luke to come again.

"It doesn't matter how many times you come."

Emma smiled and said, "Your dance just doesn't have their soul. It's a talent that you can't practice."

"It's mainly because we're not as shameless as they are."

Luke quickly comforted in a low voice.

"Woooooo."

Monica agreed, and cried.

She knew that even if she could do Rajesh's shameless and jump like that, Luke couldn't have done it like Howard did.

Thinking more deeply, she and Luke will never have the same level of affection as Howard and Rajesh, how can this make her not sad.

And she also lost...

Seeing this, Luke could only continue to comfort him.

It was only when Howard and Rajesh finished dancing and knew that they had won and forced Monica and Ross to admit defeat, Monica, who had just held it back, broke down in tears.

Luke was helpless and could only keep swearing that he would definitely avenge Monica.

So a few days later.

The 2004 Athens Olympic Games officially started.

Luke took Bernadette to his apartment in a Porsche 911.

"Your father didn't ask?"

Luke frequently looked back in the rearview mirror.

"Why, are you afraid now?"

Bernadette laughed.

"Not afraid."

Luke shook his head and smiled: "I just don't want it to be difficult for you."

"Ha ha."

Bernadette couldn't help rolling his eyes.

The more contacts, the more cruel and vicious side of Bernadette's sweet appearance is revealed.

Emmm.

As expected of Hope's sister.

"Tonight is Hope's game, won't your dad doubt you when you're not there?"

Luke wondered.

"I said something happened."

Bernadette said with a smile: "Although he doubts, he won't say anything. Besides, there are so many children in the family, and some people watch with him."

"Different."

Luke glanced at the face of Bernadette, who was exactly like Hope, and smiled slightly.

"It's only different for you."

Bernadette sensed Luke's ill will, and said angrily, "How about I go back to accompany him? I think he must be very happy."

"Stay with me."

Luke stopped pretending, parked the car, and pulled Bernadette upstairs.

For tonight, he managed his time well, which made Emma and the others unhappy.

He didn't want to be useless.

"you!"

As soon as Bernadette entered the room and saw the scene in the room, she immediately blushed and cried out incredulously, "Why are you like this!"

The more he looked, the more shy he became, and he even started to get angry.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just pure fitness."

Luke smirked: "You know I'm a firefighter too, and fitness is a job requirement."

"Do you exercise gymnastics?"

Bernadette pointed at the various gymnastics equipment in the room that were not in harmony, and said embarrassedly.

"I've been practicing this recently."

Luke accompanied him with a smile: "It really doesn't mean anything else."

"My dad must have shot and killed you when he saw this!"

Bernadette was coaxed again and again by Luke, but she didn't slam the door and left, and Lukla sat down on the sofa angrily, and said bitterly.

"I will never fight back."

Luke smiled and turned on the big-screen TV.

"You are so bad."

Bernadette looked at Luke's expression of 'peony flowers are still romantic', and shook his head helplessly.

"Let's watch the Olympics and see Hope win the championship tonight!"

Luke chuckled.

Bernadette looked at Luke's smile and couldn't resist, so she could only watch the Athens Olympic gymnastics live on TV with a straight face, watching the TV camera to show her sister Hope who was moving, mocking: "Would you like to? Should I move my body first?"

"You also like sports?"

Luke pretended not to understand the sarcasm, and said with a serious smile: "This is a good habit. Although you are scholars, you can't let your physical exercise fall. I will teach you..."

Saying that, he pulled Bernadette to get up, like a full-time coach, teaching her to stretch her muscles and bones regardless of Bernadette's eyes.

"You are so shameless."

Bernadette said so, but she did not resist, her eyes fixed on Hope's pre-match activities on TV, and Luke taught him hand by hand.

Luke grinned.

"I am amazed every time I see Hope Rostenkowski in action. At 17 years old, she is already a model of strength and grace. Coach Pavrek says she is the hardest working and most talented player on the team. …”

Just as Luke was teaching Bernadette what gymnastics was, comments from the guests began to appear on TV.

"so hard."

After practicing for a while, Bernadette couldn't hold it any longer, and sighed: "I can't imagine that Hope is so powerful and can do so many difficult moves."

"You can too, the main thing is to exercise."

Luke encouraged behind her.

"Who is exercising for?"

Bernadette said speechlessly: "I'm not participating in the competition."

"For myself!"

Luke said excitedly: "Competition is to break through yourself and go beyond your own limits! You will understand when you experience that feeling."

"Let's watch the game, Hope is about to start."

Bernadette thought about it.

"It doesn't affect the viewing here."

Luke persuaded: "Look, Hope is on the court."

Bernadette looked over helplessly, and saw Hope playing in cheers, looking at the same face as her, she couldn't help being a little ecstatic, couldn't help but imagine that if it was herself... the sense of substitution was immediately filled.

"This is the balance beam..."

Luke introduced her.

"I know!"

Bernadette hummed, "I've watched Hope practice these since I was a kid."

Seeing from the reflection on the TV screen that Luke wanted to speak, she screamed, "Shut up!"

"Ok."

Luke could only stretch out his hand to make a zipper motion, signaling himself not to speak.

The two quietly watched Hope's wonderful performance on TV and applauded for Hope's wonderful performance.

"OMG!"

Just after Hope completed another difficult move, Bernadette and all the audience exclaimed.

But when Hope did a backflip and landed on the balance beam, his foot crooked and he fell directly.

"Hope!!!"

Bernadette screamed.

"Looks like an Achilles tendon injury."

Luke frowned, looking at the footage on the TV and analyzing.

"How would that be?"

Bernadette asked sharply.

"Can't play anymore."

Luke said solemnly: "If it's serious, I won't be able to participate in the competition in the future."

"oh, god!"

Bernadette covered her mouth and shouted, "This is cruel, gymnastics is everything Hope is!"

Having said this, she looked back at Luke, pushed Luke away from her, and cried, "What did I do..."

"It's not your fault."

Luke comforted embarrassingly: "It was an accident."

"It must be because of me that this accident happened."

Bernadette cried.

"Look, she's playing again."

Luke coaxed her for a long time, but he couldn't coax her well. He could only help her pack up and prepare to send her back. He caught a glimpse of the picture on the TV and his eyes lit up.

"what?"

Bernadette looked over with tears in her eyes.

on TV.

"A wheelchair has been pushed by a staff member and she refuses! She has to stand up on her own! It's amazing!"

"indeed!"

"Gentlemen and ladies, it's amazing that, in the arms of Coach Pavrec's princess, Hope Rostenkowski, chooses to continue playing."

"Thousands of hours of hard work, the big moment has finally come!"

"Angel from New York, she will continue to challenge the uneven bars, which is her strongest skill, but if she wants to win the trophy, she must land firmly on one foot..."

"She did it! A perfect landing!"

As the enthusiasm of the host and guests was ignited, everyone's enthusiasm exploded after Hope completed all the actions.

"She did it!"

cried Bernadette.

"Yes, she did."

Luke hugged her and said with a smile: "Whether she gets a medal or not, she left a deep impression, even more memorable than those players who won the gold medal."

"She's amazing! My sister is amazing!"

Bernadette jumped and jumped, screaming.

"Yes!"

Luke nodded and smiled.

Although in the future she may be very lost because she can no longer compete, at this moment, Luke can't say that.

Besides, there are infinite possibilities in the future.

"I want to go back!"

When the phone rang, Bernadette picked it up and saw that it belonged to her father, and immediately shook the phone at Luke.

"I send you."

Although Luke was reluctant, at such a time, no matter how much he grinned, he couldn't say the words to leave Bernadette to continue to practice while watching the game.

After sending her back, Luke went to Monica's apartment.

"Hey, why did you come back so early?"

Monica didn't know Luke's arrangement. She thought that Luke was on duty tonight. Seeing him come in, she said something curious, and then waved: "Come here, our talented player Hope only won the bronze medal."

"But this bronze medal has a higher gold content than a gold medal!"

Phoebe corrected.

"There is no gold in the bronze medal."

Ross tries to correct.

"They're both yellow, what's the difference?"

Phoebe looked indifferent: "Now the news of Hope is overwhelming, and she has far surpassed other gold medalists. She is the most powerful one!"

"..."

Ross was speechless.

"Do you have any news?"

Monica asked, "How is she doing now?"

"I don't know, the phone can't get through."

Luke smiled awkwardly.

"really do not know?"

Monica was a little disbelieving, and urged: "I won't tell you, tell me quickly!"

At that birthday party, she had met the Hope sisters, and she knew about Luke's relationship with Hope, so she didn't believe that Luke couldn't contact Hope.

In order to know more inside information at the earliest, she didn't bother to break this relationship.

"Why does he know?"

Ross was puzzled.

Emmm.

This kind of thing, every time as a brother, he is the last to know.

So everyone knows more or less about the gossip about the birthday banquet, but now he is still in the dark.

"Hope is our alumni, don't you know?"

Luke made a perfunctory sentence, and then whispered to Monica, reassuringly that once there was the latest news, he would be the first to notify her, so that the matter would be temporarily suppressed.

(End of this chapter)