The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 63
"Can I participate?"

Ross couldn't help asking.

"Did you get the message?"

Chuck asked back.

"……No."

Ross said unhappily, "But I'm also good at math."

"This kind of game is generally only suitable for people in mathematics."

Chuck glanced at him: "You haven't heard the news, which means you are not, so I suggest you don't waste time in the past."

"Can I join a group?"

Rachel fancied: "There is great power in numbers."

"In principle, it is not allowed."

Chuck shook his head: "But there is no supervision. If you have ideas and nothing to do, you can form a group to play. This is the first question. Please listen to the question."

"..."

A group of old friends became enthusiastic when they heard that they could make eye contact in a group, but after hearing what Chuck had said, they immediately calmed down and looked at each other in blank dismay.

They have never heard of these formula nouns, let alone combined them. After listening to them, they didn't remember anything, and their minds were empty.

"Ross?"

Rachel admitted that she was useless, and with the last glimmer of hope, she neutralized the genius who was the closest to them.

"I……"

Ross didn't want to slap himself in the face, but facing the expectant eyes of the goddess Rachel, he opened his mouth. He couldn't say and couldn't understand such words at all, his eyes flickered: "I'm still thinking, where is this kind of topic? It will be solved in a while."

"I think so too."

As a good friend, Chandler is also a master at self-deprecation and ridicule. He immediately poked his friend's tires: "Ross, can you repeat the title and let me listen again."

Roston glared at the good buddy who poked his tire.

"Okay, let's eat."

Monica came to the table with a turkey dinner, and interrupted: "This is a game in the mathematics world, even Peggy and Sheldon, it is very difficult to pass every level, you even play high mathematics in college I don’t understand, are you still thinking about playing this?”

"Yes, yes, yes, eat, eat!"

Joey, a young expert at eating, suddenly smiled. As a scumbag who dropped out of high school and went to the entertainment industry, he was naturally afraid of such advanced things as mathematics. When everyone was eager to try it, he was actually relying on acting skills to integrate into this atmosphere. It's actually very timid.

Well now, following Monica's words, he can finally stop pretending.

"what about the taste?"

Monica cut a piece of turkey for Chuck and looked at Chuck nervously.

"not bad."

Chuck took a bite, chewed it all, nodded and gave an appropriate comment.

"Just good? I think it's so delicious!"

With his mouth full of turkey meat, Joey said vaguely.

"Hey, why is there no wine for the Thanksgiving dinner?"

Rose suddenly felt something was wrong.

As soon as these words came out, the two girls and Chandler showed knowing smiles, the corners of Rachel's mouth curved too far, causing her injury again, and she couldn't help but cry out 'Ahhh, ahhhh'.

"Alcohol is bad for your health."

Monica lowered her head to avoid laughing at her old friends.

"That's right, don't drink while driving."

Chandler asked with a half-smile, "Ross, didn't you learn to drive when you first learned to drive?"

Roth reacted immediately and glared at Chuck angrily. Now he knew that his sister was determined to practice the tradition of three dates tonight.

In the past, he didn't care, and would even encourage his sister to go boldly, but he didn't like Chuck at all, which made him very awkward and uncomfortable after knowing this determination and what might happen tonight.

"Have a drink!"

Ross tried to make trouble: "Monica, get out the wine, it's Thanksgiving tonight, we're not kids anymore, what's wrong with drinking a little?"

"Giving your right hand a holiday tonight is Thanksgiving."

Chuck ate slowly and said calmly.

"puff!"

When Rachel and the others heard this, they burst out laughing, clutching their stomachs and screaming, "Ouch, Ouch, I laughed so hard."

"I've said it all, he's cold and humorous."

Chandler shrugged and said: "Say the most coquettish things with the coldest face, don't drink on Thanksgiving and give your right hand a holiday. These words completely vividly describe the scene after Ross returns."

Rose blushed, seeing everyone laughing and teasing, but Chuck, the culprit, remained calm as if he hadn't done anything, trembling all over his body, stood up abruptly, pulled the chair and made a shrill sound. mopping the floor.

Chuck suddenly frowned and looked over.

He hates noise!
Just as Ross was about to yell, he met Chuck's frowning gaze, and the pleasant roar of meeting Barrett for the first time resounded in his mind, and the words immediately became: "I... go Go to the bathroom."

After saying that, he went to the bathroom to manage his bladder and calm down.

The scene quieted down for a while.

Chuck continued to eat unaffected, and Joey was the same, but compared to Chuck's slow chewing, Joey was completely gobbled up, just like a big eater, or when he was competing with others. kind of.

"Hey, Rachel, the injury on your face is much better."

Phoebe suddenly pointed to the wound on Rachel's face and said.

After receiving Chuck's ointment just now, she helped Rachel apply the ointment and massage it. As an unprofessional masseuse and a professional street lady, she knows the changes of the injury well, and she can see the effect of Rachel's application of the ointment at a glance. significantly.

"That said, it's really much better."

Rachel felt it belatedly: "This medicine is amazing."

"Chuck, do you have any more?"

Phoebe laughed and said, "Where did I buy it? If I had this medicine, there would definitely be a lot of repeat customers for massages in the future, and my career would be greatly developed."

"The cost is too high to be worthwhile, and it cannot be mass-produced."

Chuck shook his head.

The little money Phoebe paid for massages was not even a fraction of the price of the ointment, and the business of buying a box and returning pearls was untenable.

It's impossible for Phoebe to use the ones he keeps.

"Is this thing expensive?"

Rachel immediately felt better, as if there was a trace of cool breath swimming on her face, which was very comfortable.

Ok.

She knows that it is the blessing power of money, just like luxury brands.

But she just loves it.

"Indian folk precious specialty."

Chuck nodded.

"Wow!"

Rachel felt a mysterious force covering her face, and she smiled even more happily.

"India, I've only heard of holy scriptures. Does everyone know them?"

With something stuffed in his mouth, Joey immediately raised his head and winked when he heard this topic.

no way.

For him, food and heart are the only two things that matter.

"No, but if a foreigner mentions this to them, they will use the same expression as yours and say embarrassingly, you're welcome."

Chuck thought for a while and said.

"I bet someone's going to say that tonight."

Chandler looked at Monica and then at Chuck, teasing.

Alien Monica: "..."

She really didn't know what expression to make.

(End of this chapter)