daily drama

Chapter 11 Invitation (Ask for a recommendation ticket!)

Duncan's house.

"Keyboarder? Who is it?"

"You mean Sheldon Cooper?"

Compared to Emmett's confusion, Juno instantly understood Adam's thoughts.

"Correct."

Adam said calmly: "He is a genius!"

"Wait, are you talking about that little brat?"

Emmet finally got on the number, and suddenly burst into foul language: "Shit! He is a little kid who knows a hammer rock!"

Sheldon Cooper's name has spread long ago, after all, even if it is a genius, it is big news to go to high school at the age of nine.

"Trust me, he'll be a good keyboard player."

Adam is confident.

In his memory, Sheldon has an absolute sense of sound, and is familiar with various musical instruments such as piano, guitar, tambourine, accordion, etc. He plays and sings when he is drunk, which is different from the usual cuteness, and has a taste of arbitrariness. , and Sheldon is also a well-known keyboard warrior, definitely meets the requirements of a rock band keyboard player.

Of course, little Sheldon has not been exposed to music yet, but Adam believes that for a genius like Sheldon, as long as he wants to, he will definitely be able to get started in the shortest time, which is enough.

Adam's most important purpose is to take this opportunity to catch up with Little Sheldon, to test whether the other party can improve his wisdom.

"I disagree!"

Emmett yelled, "Adam, tell me, you must be joking!"

"why not?"

Adam advised: "He will be our classmate next semester, do you discriminate against him?"

"Yes, I just discriminate against him!"

Emmett was in a hurry.

"Discrimination is always wrong, after all..."

Adam stared at Emmet for a while, then said Yoyo, "I have a dream~"

"..."

Emmett's mouth twitched, and her face darkened.

In the end, Adam's proposal passed unanimously.

"Very good, we will go over and invite him tomorrow, and then the Hard Candy Band will be officially launched."

Adam is in a good mood.

"Are you sure you won't wait until school starts?"

Juno played the taste: "Just went to the door and said to his mother, hey, we all have talents here, and now we need a keyboard player. Can your nine-year-old son join?"

"..."

Adam was taken aback for a moment, looked at Emmet, who was black-faced because Sheldon was about to join, then looked at Juno, who was eccentric in the eyes of the world, and finally looked at himself in the mirror, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. pull.

With such a lineup, even if you are looking for normal classmates, you may be rejected, let alone a wonderful mother like Sheldon. You must know that Sheldon's mother is a devout Christian.

"why not?"

With these negative emotions flashing through his mind, Adam still bite the bullet and said, "We're sincere, that's enough, besides, Sheldon needs friends too, doesn't he?"

There are still two months left of school, Adam can't wait that long, everything is to experiment with the law of wisdom point growth as soon as possible, improve wisdom and prolong life.

"Makes sense!"

Juno was startled and nodded with a smile.

Only then did she remember that in the eyes of outsiders, little Sheldon and her are not much different, they are both so weird, as the parents of such a child, God knows how much effort they put into making their children friends.

Cooper's house.

“Dinner is ready!”

A dignified and beautiful middle-aged housewife brought the last plate to the table and shouted loudly.

A tall and plump middle-aged man walked over with a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, chatting about rugby, and then a cute little girl of eight or nine years old jumped over.

"Shelly!"

The middle-aged housewife shouted in the direction of the bedroom after watching the three of them sit in their respective seats.

"coming."

With a slightly sharp childish voice, an eight or nine-year-old boy walked over unhurriedly.

"Thank God……"

The middle-aged man was about to cut the steak when the middle-aged housewife stretched out her hands, one handed to him and the other to the little girl beside her. The middle-aged man had no choice but to put down his knife and fork, and reached out to hold his wife's hand. Handing the other hand to the little boy, he closed his eyes and was ready to listen to his wife's daily prayer before meals.

"Wait a moment."

The little boy did not reach out his hand immediately, but put on the gloves that had been prepared before everyone's speechless eyes, and then held his father's hand in one hand and his brother's in the other hand.

"Admit it, he was adopted!"

The teenager looked at the thick gloves that his brother stretched out, and sneered at his parents.

Although it wasn't the first time, and it wasn't against him alone, he was still very unhappy with his brother's extreme cleanliness behavior that thought he was dirty.

"I have a twin sister, how could it be adopted?"

The little boy turned his face to the side, looked at his brother, and said solemnly: "Think with your brain, monkey!"

The teenager stared at his younger brother, really wanting to punch him, but no accident, his mother, who prefers his younger brother, said, "Enough, no one was adopted."

"I think I was adopted."

The little girl whispered.

"Oh, really?"

The middle-aged housewife sneered: "It's too late for someone to adopt you now."

The little girl was silent for a moment.

Originally, as the only daughter in the family, she should be the little padded jacket of her parents, and she is loved by many.

But her father is a football coach, and she is often with the older brother of the school football player, and because the twin brother is an eccentric genius, the mother's eyes are always on the younger brother, and she has almost become a transparent person.

The reason why she opened her mouth just now was not only because she really complained that she didn't look like her own, but also because of her habitual voice, lest her parents really forget her existence.

After praying, the family chatted while eating, mainly guided by middle-aged housewives.

"Sherry, you're going to high school next semester, are you happy?"

Sheldon, nicknamed Shelly, said happily: "Of course."

He was fed up with the stupidity and ignorance of his peers, such as his twin sister Missy, and of course he wasn't going to stay long in high school, because high school students were just as stupid and ignorant, such as his brother George Jr.

"How about you, little George?"

The middle-aged housewife smiled with relief, then looked at the boy.

"Every good mood is ruined by being a classmate with Sheldon!"

Little George groaned.

"Hi! Shelly is your younger brother, and as an older brother, you should take care of him."

The middle-aged housewife was dissatisfied.

"You are miserable."

The little girl Missy said to her brother George, "Trust me, once you mix with Sheldon, your circle of friends will be destroyed."

"I know."

Little George nodded in agreement and said firmly: "So, that will never happen!"

The middle-aged housewife frowned and wanted to get angry, but she glanced at the indifferent Sheldon and the thick gloves on his hands, and sighed in her heart.

Although she loves Sheldon deeply, she also knows that Sheldon is difficult to deal with. In the past, she could make the obedient Missy a classmate and friend of Sheldon. Now after skipping grades, she can't suppress the rebellious little George. Her poor Shelly was sitting alone in the noisy school cafeteria, her heart breaking.

"God, please give Shirley a friend, even one."

(End of this chapter)