The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 58 I Don't Drink
"do not talk!"

cried Professor John Harper, covering his head.

"I'm going to say it today!"

Professor Alicia Harper drank the red wine in the glass, and her flushed face became excited: "Damn it, John, you are a scientist! You should be a great and pure scientist! But look at you now! For science In the future, you should have guided him with a scientific attitude, but you mixed those damn politics, and what you talked about was not a mathematical formula, but what was it full of?"

"do not talk!!!"

Professor John Harper stood up suddenly, waved his hands, and threw the dinner plate in front of him to the floor.

He walked up and down there, muttering things like 'stop talking', 'I'm not wrong', 'you don't understand', and then slammed open the door and ran out.

"This……"

Monica was stunned, and looked at Professor Alicia Harper inquiringly.

"Don't worry about him! He'll just go to his office, there's medicine there...he'll be fine in a few days, sorry to excuse you."

Professor Alicia Harper turned her back, said a word, and walked to the bedroom.

Monica looked around at everyone, but she saw that Little Sheldon's face was stiff and frightened, Beverly and Chuck continued to eat indifferently, and Peggy asked Chuck with the same smile: "My understanding is correct?" wrong?"

"Yes, you understand my words better than I do."

Chuck nodded.

Peggy looked at Monica proudly.

Monica didn't know what expression to make anymore. Her good old character made her get up and walk to the bedroom involuntarily: "I'll go and see her."

"Sheldon, you should be lucky, if you were born 20 years earlier, you might be another Professor John Harper."

Seeing Sheldon's frightened face, Peggy was stunned and at a loss, knowing that he hated this kind of quarrel the most, so she couldn't help teasing him.

"No, I won't become him!"

Little Sheldon screamed.

"Yes, you really won't, because you won't have a wife."

Peggy nodded in agreement.

"It seems that finding a weaker husband is not completely useless."

Beverly commented with a calm expression: "In the past, I always disliked Rachel and Mike's father as just a useless anthropologist who could not even be called a scientist, but now it seems that if John was chosen, it would be hard to say about sex, but There will be more unnecessary anger because of disputes."

In the bedroom, Professor Alicia Harper, who was in tears, was comforted by Monica, wiped away the tears, raised her head slightly and tried not to let herself lose her composure, and walked out. Hearing this, the passionate eyes The teardrops welling up in his chest couldn't stop overflowing even if he looked up.

"Ok, I understand."

When Beverly saw it, she raised her glasses and showed a clear expression.

I didn't choose John at the beginning, and the last trace of regret is gone.

Anyway, you have to rely on yourself.

"Sorry for making you laugh."

Professor Alicia Harper forced a smile after wiping away her tears.

"Nothing funny, he's working on P=NP?"

Chuck asked calmly.

The P=NP problem is a mathematical problem derived from a mathematical game proposed by the Irish mathematician William Hamilton in 1859. Now there is no such thing as the Millennium Seven Mathematical Problem in 1991. When there is this statement seven years later , this math problem is one of the millennium math problems, but whoever solves it will not only receive a reward of 7 million US dollars, but also the supreme honor.

"right……"

Professor Alicia Harper nodded, opened her mouth, and wanted to say something, but she swallowed it back.

Chuck already understood and said nothing more.

Professor Alicia Harper looked around the crowd, and was affected by Chuck and Beverly's calm (face) calm (paralyzed) expressions. His excitement and sadness eased slightly, and he said to Little Sheldon, who was terrified on his face: " Don't worry, listen to your parents, don't talk nonsense, be a pure scientist, stay away from politics, those are not things that our scientists should take care of, there is a saying in the East, I think it's very good, prosperity is suffering, death is suffering."

"I agree with that."

Peggy nodded: "There was a red bear in the past, and those in power had to gather public opinion to fight against it, so they treated the people a little bit kindly. What will happen when the red bear falls and is no longer invincible?"

Speaking of this, she wrinkled her nose and looked at Monica: "It seems that I can't mess with the principal's dinner invitation."

"..."

Monica was speechless.

She really couldn't figure out why Peggy was so young and why she thought about things from such a tricky and weird angle. First she talked about that, and now it was even more related to herself.

The only gratification this time is that it is beneficial to her work.

"This is not the high-quality human dinner I imagined."

Little Sheldon held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help complaining.

"Feel sorry."

Professor Alicia Harper looked at Little Sheldon apologetically, and then directly used the class questions as a guide to guide everyone to talk about the scientific topics that should be discussed.

Young Sheldon, who was still a child after all, was quickly distracted and began to talk loudly.

Chuck, Peggy, and Beverly speak out from time to time to express their opinions.

The atmosphere became harmonious.

Only Monica drank more frequently.

When the watches on Little Sheldon's and Beverly's wrists rang at the same time, they looked up at the watch at the same time, and Beverly said, "It's time to go back."

"I'm very happy to have such a high-quality dinner, but Beverly is right, I have to leave when the time comes."

Little Sheldon had already forgotten the unhappiness before, and stood up with still unfinished thoughts.

For them, everything including going to the toilet is included in the schedule, and what to do at what time is very clear and must be followed.

"Let's go too."

Peggy looked at the beaming Monica.

"I'll send you."

Chuck got up too.

Professor Alicia Harper sent everyone out, watched them get in the car and left, and turned to look at the empty home. The night wind in late autumn hit her, and she stood with her arms folded and looked up at the boundless starry sky for a long, long time.

Chuck drove, first sent Peggy back to the dormitory, and then sent the slightly drunk Monica back to the apartment.

Apartment balcony.

Three men and two women were sitting here chatting. When Chuck's car arrived downstairs, they saw Chuck's car for the first time, and they all looked down.

When Chuck accompanied Monica into the apartment building, a group of them ran to the door of the apartment together. Those who looked at the cat's eyes looked at the cat's eyes, and those who stuck their ears to the door. When they heard the movement, they whispered Said: "Come, come!"

"Thank you for taking me back."

Walking to the door, Monica stopped and looked at Chuck, her eyes flickering.

"You're welcome."

Chuck was very calm, nodded and turned to leave.

"Chuck!"

Monica stopped him, and the red wine she drank had an effect. Her head became hot, and she walked towards Chuck. She mustered up her courage, stepped on her feet and closed her eyes, and moved over.

"Wow."

The best friend Rachel, who saw this scene through the cat's eyes, let out a soft cry.

"how is it going?"

Others who couldn't see asked in a low voice.

"I've kissed you... ah oh."

Rachel relayed it in a low voice through the cat's eyes, and then the voice changed, it seemed that it was not very smooth.

"why?"

The people who eavesdropped on the door also heard Monica's puzzled and aggrieved voice.

Outside the apartment.

Chuck did avoid it. Seeing Monica looking at him in embarrassment and aggrievedly, he said frankly, "I don't drink."

Monica: "..."

(End of this chapter)