Daily life of an American TV drama agent

"Can you help me deal with that woman? I don't want them to discuss my size on TV programs in public." Mr. Qian Ning sighed helplessly.

At first he thought that by hiding in prison and handing Caroline over to Ron for protection, the deceived capitalists would be unable to do anything to him. Facts have proved that he thought too much.

The reason why capitalists are capitalists is because they have much lower limits than ordinary people. It is incredible that they can come up with such off-market tricks.

"Impossible, Mr. Qian Ning, no matter how hateful that woman is, it's just a slander. She won't be filled with cement and sunk into the sea. If it's over, it's really too much." Ron waved his hand.

"No, I mean can you ask her not to appear on the radio and talk nonsense? Caroline's character should be difficult to accept."

"Believe me, she is no longer the little princess in the greenhouse you thought she was," Ron waved to Caroline, who kept gesticulating at him outside the door, and put his arm on the table again.

"Mr. Channing, this incident may prove this to you. I will not intervene until the matter reaches the most hopeless point. I believe that Caroline will try her best to defend you. Let’s just wait and see and see the best result, okay?”

Qian Ning was stunned, thought for a while and finally agreed.

Ron also asked the two sisters if they wanted to go back to the city together. After receiving a negative answer, he drove back to Los Angeles alone.

Ron had reconciled with Caroline during the last store closing incident, but the incident with Mr. Channing made it impossible for her to face Ron. She couldn't discuss her father's size with Ron on the way back, right?

That's too weird.

And when Ron returns home, he still has to face his cute "brother" who drives the psychiatrist crazy. I wonder if his madness is getting better?

However, the reality disappointed him.

In the apartment, plastic marbles were thrown all over the floor. Leonard was rubbing his butt and the other was holding his arm. He had obviously fallen once. Sheldon was huddled on the stool with a bird's nest on his head. Go up.

The most important thing is that he is still wearing yesterday's clothes, which means that he has not slept or taken a shower for three days.

Ron covered his nose: "Hey, Leonard, haven't I handed over custody of Sheldon to you? Can't you throw him into the lake and give him a rinse? Or find a pet hospital to give him Take a shower."

"Do you think I haven't tried this before? He is much stronger than me, and he can bite people!" Leonard moved to the sofa and complained.

"Well, you should have told me earlier so that I could buy a cage big enough on my way back, and then I could flush him with a hose through the cage."

Ron walked up to Sheldon. Sheldon seemed not to be seen, his eyes fixed on the plastic beads on the ground, as if he was still living in his own world.

"Sheldon, what are you doing?"

Ron was not expecting Sheldon to respond, but unexpectedly he actually spoke: "Do what you have been doing for the past three days, trying to figure out why electrons behave as if they have no mass when passing through graphene. .”

"Just use these marbles?" Ron expressed doubts.

"I have to find something bigger than a bean!"

"Sheldon, when was the last time you slept in school?" Ron said gently, trying to imitate his mother Mary. He now understood more that George Sr. and Mary had brought up their four children. How difficult is it?

"About two or three days ago? It doesn't matter. I don't need sleep. I just want the answer." Sheldon fiddled with marbles on the ground. "I want to find out what's going on in this swamp full of unbalanced equations." What is the toad that stands in the way of truth?”

"Toad of truth?" Ron turned to look at Leonard: "What new term is this in your physics community?"

"No! That's a term for crazy!"

"Okay, what a poor kid~" Ron gently touched Sheldon's head, but now Sheldon was spending all his energy thinking and had no extra energy to care about Ron's "violation" of him. ".

However, this action looks so harmonious and loving from the outside.

"What a wonderful brotherhood~" Bernadette leaned her head on Howard's shoulder and said intoxicatedly: "When I was a child, my brothers and sisters snatched everything back and forth. I never thought it could still be like this. Andy, we How about having a pair of brothers in the future?"

"Of course, we can try it tonight~" Howard responded with great coquettishness.

Leonard curled his lips. They were both thinking about the same thing, but the difference was that Bernadette was thinking mostly about the results, while Howard was thinking about various postures in the process.

However, this harmonious and friendly situation did not last long.

While stroking Sheldon's chicken head lovingly with one hand, Ron slowly pulled his chair closer to the bedroom with strength.

And when Sheldon, who had become dull, finally realized that something was wrong, as soon as he said "Hi!", Ron's hand caressing his head suddenly pushed his head back hard.

"Bang!"

Sheldon hit the wall behind him and collapsed on top of Ron.

The originally warm scene of brother-in-law's brother-in-law's reverence suddenly turned into a large-scale "brother-killing" scene. Bernadette, who was still intoxicated, immediately opened her mouth in surprise.

"Ron! What are you doing! You killed your brother!"

"No, no, no, don't worry, he just fainted," Ron carried Sheldon on his shoulders: "This is the only way to deal with a bad boy who is disobedient and determined not to sleep in school, Leonard, Howard, come here and help me."

"Here, what do I need to do? Help you bury the body?" Howard felt very happy: "If you are willing to bury him underground, I promise to dig a hole for him now."

Ron carried Sheldon and threw him directly into the bathroom bathtub: "Here, help me get a pipe and give him a quick rinse. The smell on this guy is so strong that I can smell it in the apartment opposite.

Then you just help him put on his bathrobe and throw it into his bedroom, please. "

After Ron finished speaking, he patted and prepared to leave.

"But what if he wakes up again?" Leonard asked worriedly.

"Don't worry, the break just now was enough for him to rest for more than three hours," Ron said with experience: "If he wakes up again, then you will knock him out again."

Ron walked halfway, turned back, took out a stun gun from his body, and stuffed it into Leonard's hand: "Considering your strength, it may be safer to use this. Come on, I'm optimistic about you~"