American Drama System Reborn America

Chapter 135 Fermentation (for subscription)

Pasadena.

TBBT Apartments.

Room 4A.

"Look at this comment."

Leonard held his mobile phone and swiped the comments: "How could a Chinese American be so powerful? It must be a rumor!"

"There are many replies below."

Howard also read: "Although I don't want to admit it, according to various signs, this Chinese scientist is indeed so powerful, he is simply a mysterious oriental power, but he is using this power to tarnish our glory, and the Eternal Gun Choir is really powerful. It's so disappointing that they all succumbed to a Chinese!"

"Shit! I'm going to kill this Owen Lee! Second, second, second!"

Rajesh also brushed the comments and exclaimed: "Ah, this time Owen has caused a big problem. Do you think we will be implicated?"

Leonard and Howard looked up at Rajesh.

"I just said it casually."

Rajesh said weakly: "One of you is a native white man, and the other is a Jew. Naturally, you can't understand the fear of us foreigners. Thinking about the possibility of being threatened by these crazy white people, the fear~fear~ is almost frightening. ,All right?"

As he spoke, he got up and headed for the bathroom. Whenever he was nervous, he felt urgent to urinate.

"poor child."

Howard shrugged.

"Rajesh's concerns are not unfounded."

Leonard looked a little dignified and said: "Look at the number of these seconders. Although I don't want to admit it, racial discrimination is still very serious in the United States. The current situation is so crazy. I think I should advise Owen to hide for the time being and don't show up. Otherwise, God knows what's going to happen."

creak.

The door was pushed open.

"Guys, have you read the news on social networking sites?"

Penny walked in with her mobile phone in her hand: "Owen is famous! God! If only I could be so famous."

"this is very simple."

Sheldon said solemnly: "You only need to post a comment on the Internet saying that you have coitus with Owen, and there must be many people following you."

"No."

Although Penny was moved, she was not a fool, she smiled wryly and said, "I think, I'm just afraid that if I become famous by then, no one will ask me to act."

"Ha, I thought no one asked you to act now."

Sheldon looked surprised and inserted the knife invisible.

Petunia stared at Sheldon, seeing that the other party didn't care at all, or didn't understand that she was stabbed just now, so she smiled helplessly, walked to the sofa, and lay down there.

"Penny?"

"what?"

"That's my seat!"

Sheldon was sitting at the table, writing a thesis on the computer, with his back to the crowd, and without looking back, he spoke directly to Petunia.

"so?"

Penny was speechless.

"so?"

Shelton turned around, put on a silly expression, and explained word by word: "No one can sit in my special seat."

"You don't sit down now!"

Petunia cried, "What does it matter if I sit or not?"

"What does it matter?"

Sheldon raised his voice.

"It started again."

Leonard muttered softly.

"That's my seat!"

Sheldon began to complicate the simple problem again: "In this ever-changing world, this is a constant point. Assuming that my life is expressed by an equation established in a four-dimensional Cartesian coordinate system, this seat from From the moment I sit on it, it becomes (0, 0, 0, 0)."

"what?"

Petunia, a scumbag, looked dazed.

"Don't take his special seat."

Leonard reminded succinctly from the side.

"Ok."

Petunia moved away speechlessly, and mocked, "Are you happy?"

"I'm not unhappy."

Sheldon shrugged, turned away, and continued writing his thesis.

Penny glanced at Sheldon's back, rolled her eyes and said, "Sheldon, aren't you Owen's good friend? Now that Owen is in trouble, don't you care about him?"

"why?"

While writing the thesis, Sheldon said: "I can't help with these things at all. I still remember when I was ten years old, because the taste of the sandwich toast I ate changed. After I did some experiments, I found that It is the problem of toast bread, the bread maker has been acquired by other companies, and the quality of the new bread has deteriorated.

In order to let everyone have a good bite of bread, I launched a protest and contacted the TV station for interviews, but in the end it turned into a disaster inexplicably, and everyone said I was Su Hong.

My dad almost lost his job, and my grandma was in front of her door every day, waving the American flag in one hand and the Texas flag in the other, singing the national anthem and the state anthem constantly.

We were almost deported from Texas and the US, and the whole family was so mad at me that they wouldn't even talk to me. "

"Oh, poor little Sheldon."

After Petunia was stunned, she looked at Sheldon with pity on her face: "What happened in the end? How did you solve it?"

"I am not sure as well."

Sheldon frowned and said, "I just remember my dad took me on TV at the end, and only asked me to say: I love America, and then when I wanted to say something else, my dad interrupted me.

Afterwards, I asked why. My dad told me that I am not suitable for protesting, and I should not try to help others, especially when it comes to race, country, and politics. Ha~ I still don’t understand why! "

"It's not easy."

Leonard whispered beside him: "Just look at the results of your usual protests. Dr. Gablehouse can't wait to completely tear down the mailbox in the dean's office, so as not to be filled with your complaints and suggestions again and again. .”

Shelton bulged his eyes and stared at Leonard: "I was giving them a very perfect correction suggestion, and if they didn't follow it, should I pretend that I didn't see it?"

"My fault."

The corner of Leonard's mouth twitched, and he admitted wisely: "They should follow your 'perfect' suggestions unconditionally!"

Sheldon couldn't hear the sarcasm. Seeing that Leonard 'agreed' with him, he turned around and continued working on the paper. In his eyes, his father, who had passed away a long time ago, although his IQ was not good, had some suggestions that he still couldn't understand. , still have to follow.

Owen's storm of public opinion can be seen as an issue of racial discrimination, because of the deep memory of the ten-year-old, Shelton chose to ignore it.

I have to say that this is definitely good news for Owen...

"So, where is Owen now?"

Petunia saw Leonard's sarcasm, saw that Sheldon was so stupid and cute, she didn't notice, she smiled knowingly, and changed the subject.

"New York."

Howard smiled wretchedly and said, "I'm probably buried in the arms of one or many beauties, receiving comfort~"

Seeing Penny looking at him with disgust, Howard put away his wretched expression, lowered his head, and said weakly: "I mean, if I were Owen, I would choose to heal like this..."

"Holy shit! Turn on the TV!"

Leonard scanned a piece of news and shouted.

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