American drama of life

Chapter 28
Fire Academy.

"Instructor, trust her, she has the right to speak!"

Someone yelled.

"Silence!"

The teacher glared at the coaxing student, instead of looking at Ruth who was really the first to coax, he coughed lightly.

"The bell at the fire station is the command! You have to get dressed and get on the bus within 90 seconds, whether you're showering in the bathroom or sleeping in bed.

When you get to the fire station, it's not like it is now, you can wear it for 90 seconds, and it will take a lot of time before you get to the fire truck.

So we have to spend a lot of time practicing to improve the speed of putting on the fire suit.

At the same time we have to dress correctly.

Because incorrect wearing is completely ineffective when protection is really needed.

Your family needs you to get back safely.

So we're going to practice dressing quickly and accurately now, understand? "

"understand!"

The students did not agree in unison.

"continue!"

Instructor resets time.

This time, Luke only took 30 seconds.

"I now believe you are wearing it for the first time."

The teacher looked at Luke in amazement.

In the afternoon, they were all training to wear firefighting suits, and everyone's proficiency has improved, but there are still very few who can be compressed into 40 seconds.

39 seconds is the so-called graduation line!
After Luke practiced, the time was compressed to 18 seconds.

After school in the afternoon.

"You're so fast."

Ruth teased: "How many times have you practiced?"

"Actually I'm nothing at all."

Luke changed his clothes and said with a smile: "I have a friend who is with his girlfriend. He is talking. After turning around for a second, he has almost taken off his clothes."

Although putting on and taking off is different, they can only be fast if you are very familiar with the structure and wearing of clothes.

"Is he the Flash?"

Ruth laughed.

"A woman who was pursued by him but failed, when he was with another woman, couldn't help raising his hand to look at his watch."

Luke joked.

"and then?"

Andy couldn't help asking.

"Then there is no then."

Luke had already changed his clothes, closed his locker and locked it, shrugged and said, "I saw that the girl he was courting pursed his lips and said nothing."

"Hahaha."

Ruth laughed: "Everything is silent, she is glad she didn't agree."

The first week passed quickly.

Time is coming to the weekend soon.

Luke has time to come over and see how the eldest sister's head is doing.

"Little brother, you are here, how do you feel about firefighter training?"

Phoebe, the eldest sister, laughed when she saw Luke coming.

"Good."

Luke nodded to Monica and Chandler: "The first week is some basic simple training such as queuing, wearing fire suits, and air call testing.

In fact, the first few weeks have been similar to very simple single workouts.

The real training actually starts with synthetic training in the eighth week.

At that time, all kinds of individual trainings have ended, and we will be a reserve firefighter, fully rehearsing how to be a firefighter. "

Speaking of this, he paused slightly.

Eight weeks later, it was almost the day when the university started, and it was normal to be dropped out of school if the synthetic training did not agree with each other.

Gary's little moves will follow, and that's when Luke really needs to focus.

"Men love synthetic training, don't they?"

Chandler couldn't help his mouth again.

"Hahaha~"

Luke's response to this was to imitate a classic tone: "O~M~G~! You understand."

"O~M~G~!"

Chandler jumped up when he heard this, shook his body with a look of disbelief, and then glared at Monica and Phoebe: "You already told him about Janice?"

"No."

"not me."

Phoebe and Monica shook their heads, puzzled.

"Not them."

Luke smiled and said, "I saw you on the road before. That should be your girlfriend Janice, right? Men like synthetic training, don't they?"

"..."

Chandler was speechless.

His girlfriend Janice, everything is fine, but the flamboyant signature catchphrase and laughter are so magical that no one likes her.

Even he has separated and reunited with her several times for this reason.

Monica Phoebe and the others don't need to say names at all, just imitate a laugh or action, and everyone knows she's talking about her.

Emmm.

What's more terrible is that as long as Janice's name is mentioned, the exaggerated action mantra and the long-lasting magical laughter will appear in everyone's mind.

Seriously OMG, damn it!

"Miss, have you got your oatmeal cookie recipe?"

Luke stopped teasing Chandler and looked at Phoebe.

"got it."

Phoebe said, and looked at Monica cautiously.

"..."

Chef Monica's mouth twitched, but she could only suppress her curiosity and open her hands: "I don't read your secret recipe."

"Oh, that's great."

Phoebe was very happy: "When you get married in the future, I will give you the secret recipe as a wedding gift."

"What do you mean?"

Monica was completely unhappy and asked emotionally, "You, like my parents, think I can't get married in my life, don't you?"

"of course not."

Phoebe quickly reassured: "I just think that if that day comes, I will be very happy to give you the secret recipe. You are my best friend."

"...Your words of comfort have no effect at all!"

Monica complained: "You still think it's hard for me to marry! Okay, I'm not here to get in your way!"

Then he slammed the door and went into the bedroom.

"Monica..."

Phoebe stretched out her hand as if to save, but after the door was closed, she looked directly at Chandler.

"O~M~G~!"

Chandler jumped up and laughed at himself: "I'm Janice!"

Saying that, the exaggerated action also slammed the door and left.

"Okay, they're all gone."

Seeing this, Phoebe smiled and took out a note from her inner pocket: "This is the secret recipe for oatmeal raisins that my grandmother wrote to me, take a look."

"Miss, are you sure?"

Luke smiled helplessly when he saw it.

"what happened?"

Phoebe was puzzled.

"Eldest sister, you want to do this, so I went to research the more famous similar products on the market in advance, and tried the taste comparison formula."

Luke explained: "I am very familiar with this recipe. It is clearly the recipe on the packaging bag of Nestle oatmeal raisins. It is exactly the same. It seems that your grandmother has not passed the secret recipe to you yet."

"what?!"

Two exclamations sounded in unison.

One is Phoebe's.

The other one came from the bedroom.

"Monica, you can come out."

Luke laughed.

He could already imagine Monica in the bedroom listening for movement with her ears lying behind the door.

(End of this chapter)