[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac took a shower, changed into his home clothes, and was about to go out when he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the mirror.

Isaac touched his hairy chin, well, it’s not surprising that it hasn’t been groomed for three days, but unless it’s a specially trimmed beard, an untrimmed beard can always give people a label of slovenliness .

He slowed his pace to go out to find the razor.Of course he can leave this matter until tomorrow morning, but not now, Oprah Winfrey and his team have not left yet, Isaac doesn't think they stay here for no purpose, maybe he will find him in a while to continue the previously agreed conversation .Although Isaac was tense for three days before and now he doesn't want to say anything, but Daisy and Kiven can't really put on a wedding hat, can they?

Isaac patted his cheeks that had become smooth again, sighed, and walked out of the room looking refreshed again.

But instead of rushing to meet Daisy, he turned a corner and went to the kitchen.He mentioned apple pie to Daisy before, not only to show the mother-child relationship, but because he was really hungry.And there is really apple pie in the kitchen, not freshly baked, but just as delicious warmed up in the microwave.

After Daisy became president, Isaac was not the only one who re-adapted to his new life, even Daisy himself developed a new hobby to decompress after complicated official duties.You know, although Daisy has good cooking skills, it doesn't mean that she likes being in the kitchen.Turns out now, she seems to have gotten into the habit of relaxing with baking.

Isaac has no problem with this, at least, in the past, when he wanted to eat apple pie, he had to request it in advance, but now, Daisy can easily bake one while baking.And the ownership of this apple pie is also defaulted. When Daisy is not out for visits, Issac can get one almost every day unless he is working overtime and traveling.

While the microwave was working, Isaac took a jug of milk from the fridge and poured it into a container over the water.

After a while, the aroma of milk and apple pie permeated the air. Isaac grabbed it with his hands, and after being scalded, he could only look for a table knife.He is really hungry. Of course, the FBI will not treat people who work overtime and stay up late, but to be honest, the takeaway they provide is also worthy of the price. It is greasy and smells good, but it is not attractive to people who work under high pressure. Force, Isaac survived on coffee.

"...Uh huh, so, this is your kitchen." The unclosed door was pushed open, and Oprah Winfrey and Daisy walked in front, followed by a cameraman, "Hey, Isaac, what you eat now is Daisy Homemade pies?"

Isaac raised his eyebrows, of course he heard the voice outside, but he thought it was just passing by, but unexpectedly walked in.He speeded up his chewing, swallowed the food in his mouth before opening his mouth, "Of course, I only eat what she made."

"It tastes so good?" Oprah Winfrey looked interested.

Isaac looked at the pie that was cut in half on the disc, cut another corner with a table knife and handed it to Oprah Winfrey, "I personally think it's great, it's my favorite flavor since I was a child. But I'm not sure about For others, it might be a bit bland."

Oprah Winfrey also seemed very interested in trying the works of the female president, but it was Daisy who spoke first, "The taste is really bland, Isaac, no doubt, you are not in the taste of the public."

"Hi—" Isaac complained less seriously.

"Well, I have to say, this pie tastes good, but it seems to be much less sweet than the pies I usually eat." Oprah Winfrey said, "Is it for health?"

"No." Daisy said with a headache, "Isaac doesn't like food that is too sweet. When I made it for him for the first time, he said it was too sweet, and then I had to adjust the proportion of sugar again and again, and finally fixed it. The ratio he can accept. So I say he is picky eater, because of him, the menu at home has been changed to suit his taste."

"I just put forward my opinion sincerely." Isaac looked innocent, "This has nothing to do with picky eaters."

"Hehe." Daisy just ignored him.

Isaac was not discouraged, and just spread his hands towards Oprah Winfrey, "Well, it's my fault. In this family, don't offend anyone and don't offend the person who controls the kitchen. But I still think that since adjustments can be made, it means that there is still time to go." There is a lot of room for improvement.”

"What a loving family." Oprah Winfrey laughed. "So, I guess, your favorite food is apple pie?"

"If you add a prefix of Daisy to the front, that's right." Isaac nodded, "I absolutely love apple pie, you know? In my yard, it's not this white house, it's before There are quite a few apple trees in my residence, and the fruit they bear is a little sour, and the taste is not the best, but it is used for making pies...it couldn't be more suitable."

It's meaningless, it's just a conversation to enhance the familiarity. Not long after, Oprah Winfrey poured his curiosity into the kitchen arrangement.Maybe there is no reason to say this, but most people believe that the layout and cleanliness of a family's kitchen represent the standard of the housewife in the family.

"Can we take a look at the refrigerator?" Oprah Winfrey asked curiously, and after receiving Daisy's affirmative answer, he nodded in a serious manner, "Well, I think, as long as I open the refrigerator door here, soon, in Housewives across the country have something to emulate. Manufacturers of food with their trademarks in it should rejoice."

"If I had known this, I would have packed the refrigerator in advance." Daisy shook her head.

After a show, a group of people returned to the living room. After some arrangement, a warm interview space appeared in the camera.

Isaac was pressed on the stool by the make-up artist and allowed to fiddle with him.

"It feels a little weird," Isaac said in a breathy voice. "No matter how many times I've been through it."

"It's nothing strange, everything is for the effect of the show." The girly makeup artist focused her eyes, "You shaved your beard too fast, I noticed it when you walked in, and I designed a great beard for you The shape. As a result, in a blink of an eye, your beard is gone."

"That looks kind of scruffy," Isaac said.

Makeup is not without benefits, at least, the dark circles on Isaac's face from lack of sleep have disappeared.

When everything was ready, the program started a new recording.

Oprah Winfrey sat on a single sofa, and Daisy and Isaac sat on the loveseat on the other side. Isaac didn't know which part they recorded before, but seeing that Daisy didn't seem to object, he didn't say anything.

"Busy day." Oprah Winfrey said first, "It's 22 o'clock Eastern Time in the United States, and another guest in our interview just rushed back from work. We just chatted for a while, and I realized that this is not very busy. It was late, in the previous two nights, he had been working overtime in the office, and he knew that tonight, when the busy work came to an end, he had time to come back and rest."

I don't know if Oprah Winfrey has this talent, but Isaac suddenly feels that he is very dedicated and responsible.

"Are you always this busy?" Oprah Winfrey asked.

"It's hard to say, there are nine to five, but when encountering emergencies, I often forget the time when I get busy." Issac's voice is calm, and it looks particularly reliable, "My mobile phone It’s on 24X7 hours, and I’m used to this kind of thing.”

"Has it always been like this? Even, after Daisy wins the election, in the White House?" Oprah Winfrey asked.

"Yeah, it doesn't make a difference." Isaac paused, "At least it doesn't change much, and it's back on track soon."

"That said, has something changed?" Oprah Winfrey snapped at the point.

"It should be. After all, the children of competitors in the general election probably didn't appear in the bureau before. Later, Daisy succeeded in taking the position, and I also had an extra label. From then on, commuting to and from work is not as free as before... "Isaac pondered for a while, "However, these are minor problems, which will be resolved soon."

"How did you solve it?" Oprah Winfrey asked, "As far as I know, the changes you mentioned are also the troubles of the former president's children. There was a communication problem."

“I’m not sure if my experience is relevant, after all, I’ve been an adult and working for a long time,” Issac said, “It’s just that it’s hard to gossip when you’re faced with a job that’s never going to be done. of."

Hearing this answer, and looking at the smile on the lips of this still young man, Oprah Winfrey had reason to suspect that there might be some untold story in it.She quickly skipped the question and moved on to the next one, "So, how are you getting along with the Secret Service agent who protects you? Do you feel restrained and not free?"

"It's okay." Isaac hesitated for a moment, "This relationship is like a strange man and a woman who are introduced to a blind date. At first, everyone was polite and peaceful, but after getting familiar with each other, the strangeness and estrangement dissipated. Running in, I think we can get along very well."

At least, Isaac didn't think that the agent in charge of the Secret Service would not be unable to get his own information at the beginning of the mission, and even if there was something hidden in his own information, other information revealed could not be ignored.But at the beginning, he was indeed regarded as an ordinary protection object.Of course, this can't be blamed on those secret service agents. When people from different departments meet, they always have a point or two of contempt, but after being taught by reality, they will always recognize the status quo.

As for the little fright I received, just treat it as paying the tuition fee.