Daily life of an American TV drama agent

As soon as Ron entered the laboratory, Howard asked excitedly: "How does the trial version of the Force Controller feel?"

"It's okay, it's just that the name feels a bit on the mark."

"Let me just say it? It would be better to call it psychic storm, what do you think, Ron?" Raj pushed Howard and looked at Ron with a look that yearned for approval, which made Ron's hair stand on end.

"I just finished talking about Star Wars, is the Red Alert joke coming again? Come on, this is an ordinary controller. As long as the performance is good enough, the name is not important." Ron said helplessly as he looked at the two chuunibyou scientists. : "I think it's better to ask him to read the power induction device."

Ron felt a little guilty when he said his name. Seriously, he was a little bit lucky, but fortunately Howard and Raj didn't notice, and instead nodded seriously.

Three days have passed since Ron came back from Germany. Before he came back, Howard had completely understood Amy's neurosensory control module. He and Amy returned to the laboratory sponsored by Ron and started working on weapons. development.

The helmet that Ron used to control drones in Germany was one of Howard's achievements. He originally intended to design a mechanical backpack for Ron that could extend six arms, each arm holding a weapon. Attacks enemies based on the user's brainwaves.

But after the sample was made, Ron rejected it on the grounds that it looked too ugly and looked like Doctor Octopus, so he could only do the next best thing and follow Ron's idea of ​​connecting the controller to the drone first. , I didn’t expect it to be particularly useful.

Of course, the backpack was not idle either. Howard took it to his home and used it as his exclusive massage equipment, but the specific massage method is a matter of opinion.

"OK, the name has been decided, and the scientific matters will be left to you scientists. As for the naming, after all, I also sponsored this laboratory, so the naming is left to me. No objections?" The three heads shook their heads together.

Ron was satisfied and was about to leave, but he didn't want to be pulled. When he turned around, it was Amy who pulled Ron.

"Ron, can I talk to you privately?"

"Of course, but if you want to apply for after-sales service from my idiot brother, I'm sorry, our Cooper family does not provide this service, and our products will not be returned once sold."

Before Amy could tell his problem, Ron quickly said it to death, eliminating any possibility of returning the product.

Are you kidding me? I finally got rid of this big trouble Sheldon. If Amy returns him again, it will be over. If Ishelton’s character is broken off, can he become the son-in-law of the Dragon King? I don't know, but it will definitely annoy Ron to death.

"Of course not, I won't give Sheldon to another woman!"

Ron shook his head. He really didn't understand what a Hilton could be worth.

"Then what do you want from me?"

"I would like to ask you to help me keep an eye on Sheldon. Recently, because I have to work overtime with Howard and the others, I feel like he is a little unhappy."

"Ron. Have you packed up? It's time for me to go home!"

Sheldon's call came from the corridor. Ron nodded clearly and said to Amy: "Don't worry, he is my brother, but no matter how unpleasant his personality is, I will definitely take care of him."

The entire journey was silent.

To be precise, Ron and Leonard didn't speak, and Sheldon chattered almost the whole way, all of which was about Howard and Raj.

"Can you imagine? Ron, Amy said he would be back at about eight o'clock? Listen, what kind of scientist would use such words!"

"That's how I used it. I was almost in hell along the way." Leonard said unbearably.

When she opened the door, she saw that Petunia had already arrived home. What was different from usual was that Petunia actually took a book and was reading it seriously, which stunned the three people who had just entered the door.

"Oh my god! Why did you travel to a parallel space when you just opened the door and came in? In all the years I've known you, this is the first time I've seen you holding something other than a wine bottle." Ron said with an exaggerated expression. Nader couldn't help laughing, but when he saw Penny glaring over at him, he quickly covered his mouth and turned into a snicker.

In fact, it was true that since Leonard and Penny got married, he had never seen Penny touch a book once.

"I'm just waiting for you guys to get bored, so take the parenting book Bernadette left here and read it." Penny rolled her eyes: "What's the matter? Sheldon looks a little unhappy?"

Perhaps because she had just read a parenting book, Penny unconsciously took on a child-like tone when talking to Sheldon.

"Ever since Amy started working with Howard Raj, he hasn't been home!" Sheldon said angrily.

"Please, didn't that just start this morning? He had been helping me with research in his laboratory with Howard."

"Yes, it just started this morning, so has she gone home?" Sheldon spoke in a tone like a naughty child who had his favorite toy taken away.

Ron was about to teach him a lesson, but Penny stood up unexpectedly: "Are you unhappy about this? I can understand you. It's normal to feel unhappy when things don't go your way."

When Penny said it, Sheldon's expression softened a bit: "I guess so?"

Ron and Leonard stared dumbly at what was happening, and Ron even pinched Leonard.

"Ouch! It hurts!"

"Can you believe what you're seeing now?"

"How could Sheldon be so good? He must have been cast under some kind of magic by Penny!" When asked by Ron, Leonard forgot about the pain and said blankly.

With Sheldon's character, he would usually complain about anything if something like this happened, but unexpectedly, today, Penny calmed him down with just two words.

"You're right, maybe this is nothing."

Sheldon said very reasonably, and Penny shook her head: "No, no, no, of course you have the right to feel unhappy. Why don't you go wash your hands and face first, and we'll call you when dinner is ready."

Ron and Leonard stayed where they were, watching Sheldon's reaction blankly to see if a miracle would happen again.

"OK." Sheldon agreed, opened the door and left.

A miracle indeed occurred!

"Oh my God, what kind of magic did you do to him? Are you a witch? I promise not to tell anyone your identity. Please don't use the Oblivion Curse on me, okay?"

As soon as Sheldon left, Ron immediately ran to Petunia and made an exaggerated prayer gesture. Of course, half of it was a joke and the other half was pretending.

But what she didn't expect was that Penny also looked surprised: "No, I've been reading Bernadette's parenting book. Can you believe it? It's just like the answer book for Sheldon's exam."

Leonard: "That's incredible!"

Ron: "That's it! What happened to this book? If I had gotten this book when I was a child, I could do a lot of things by getting rid of this annoying guy."

"But this book is only suitable for children from newborn to five years old. What should we do when he turns six?" Then you immediately poured a basin of cold water on it.

"Take him to the zoo and leave him there." Ron said matter-of-factly: "However, as to whether this book is really that useful, we should do another experiment in a scientifically rigorous manner."

"Come on, come on, the experimental opportunity you wanted is here." Leonard's phone rang. After reading the message, he immediately handed the phone to Ron: "Sheldon just sent me a message asking me if I could drive him before dinner. Going to a comic book store? I wanted to give him a middle finger emoji back, but now he’s yours.”

Ron read the information and turned his attention to Penny: "What does the book say? Is Leonard's method correct?"

"Of course not. He will just think that you mean to arrive in a minute and let me flip through the book. So what situation does this symptom correspond to? Bite other children?"

"He does this sometimes, but it's Leonard who bites him. This can be solved another day~" Ron waved his hand and said.

"OK, I found it, this is it!" Penny opened the book and shouted excitedly: "Let him have the right to choose, but actually let him choose from the options you can accept. What should we do? ?”

Ron pondered for a moment, picked up Leonard's phone and replied, "I can take you there after dinner, or you can call an Uber."

Uber, a very popular car software, is very similar to Didi in China.

"Yes, this way he will feel that he has a choice, and then make a decision from the options that are acceptable to you, but in fact, the options are all decided by you for him."

"Didi~"

The phone rang, and Sheldon's message came back: "He decided to call an Uber."

"It actually worked." Penny herself looked in disbelief.

"More than that? Unless it bites the driver, it would be too successful!"

The three of them looked at each other. At the same time, Bourne, who had just landed on the African continent, also encountered some troubles.

Unlike other places, in this wild land of the African continent, except for a few cities where traces of modern civilization can be seen, most areas are deserted.

Many places don't even have phone signals, let alone the substations established here by intelligence agencies from other countries. Without these agencies, Bourne's intelligence search work suddenly reached a deadlock.

He had to adopt the most traditional method to collect information, which was to go to the most chaotic bar in the area and inquire about the information from the businessmen and adventurers who hung out there all year round.

"Hello, have you ever seen this thing?" Bourne pulled the bullet necklace out of the door and showed it to the bartender.

The bartender wiped the cup casually, took a casual look, and immediately showed a helpless expression: "What the hell, is this kind of bullet a popular style this year? You are already the second person today to ask me about this kind of bullet. ”

"The second one?" Bourne's eyes lit up. He came to Africa to search for three days. This was the first time he found a clue, and he quickly asked: "Who is the first one?"

"Here, that's the guy," the bartender pouted to the side. Bourne followed his gaze and saw a yellow man sitting at a long table with a group of black people next to him, yelling and provoking something: "That's cold. An adventurer from China, I heard that he saved an entire shipload of people from Somali pirates today."

"Ok, thanks."

Bourne left a dollar on the table and walked straight over there. Just when he was a little beside Leng, the yellow man suddenly turned around, and a real murderous aura came towards his face, and Bourne was heartbroken.

This man is also a master!

"What's the matter? Friend? Are you going the wrong way?" Leng Feng asked.

Bourne replied: "No, I just saw the excitement here and wanted to come over and have a drink together, is that okay?"

Although the bartender told Bourne that this man was looking for the same thing as him, Bourne was not sure whether he and the other man were friends or foes. Before everything became clear, Bourne decided to press his intention and inquire about it first. .

"Come to drink together? Welcome!" Leng Feng opened the stool next to him very generously and invited Bourne to take a seat: "But there is one thing to do when you come to drink. We don't drink wine from weaklings, we only drink wine from real men."

As he spoke, a box of Maotai was placed on the table. Leng Feng stepped on the table, pointed at the people next to him and said: "This is the strongest wine in China. Didn't you just say that you are all men? Come on! Do you dare to drink this bottle of wine with me?"

"What are you afraid of!" The black people around shouted and responded, and Bourne also took a bottle and unscrewed the cap.

"Then drink! Only the last one standing is the hero! Let's begin!" Leng Feng bit open the bottle cap and took the lead in drinking. Naturally, the people around him were not to be outdone.

But they underestimated the taste of this wine, and so did Bourne. As soon as the wine entered his mouth, an indescribable strange taste filled his taste buds. This is an alternative spirit different from whiskey vodka. The first taste Feeling a little uncomfortable, Bourne almost spit out the wine.

He quickly suppressed the feeling of discomfort and swallowed the wine. After two sips of wine, he felt like a fire was burning in his stomach. The strange aroma gradually became accustomed to him. As he drank, Bourne It actually gave me a feeling of enjoyment when I drank it.

But this is only limited to Bourne. The black people around him are not so lucky. Some people just took two sips, and some people couldn't help it after drinking almost half a bottle. They were all tortured by the strange taste. Spit it out and transform into a human fountain.

There were fewer and fewer people standing, and in the end only Leng Feng and Bourne were left.

"Great!" Lengfeng finished a bottle of wine, wiped the wine from his lips, opened two more bottles of Maotai, and handed one of them to Bourne: "Can you still drink it?"

"Of course!" Being provoked by Leng Feng, Bourne's competitive spirit that refused to admit defeat was also ignited, and he replied not to be outdone.

"Do it!" The wine bottles collided in the air, and the second round of wine competition began.