The daily life of American drama detective

Chapter 198 Chuck: I already predicted your prediction!
Crying for little Sheldon every day, Chuck checked the double yin and yang points rewarded by the system, threw it away, and continued to walk inside.

Justin shook his head, followed him, entered the classroom, saw that Professor Alicia Harper had arrived, and was arranging textbooks on the podium, and beside him was a big fat man with pigtails who was attentive Speaking of something, Professor Alicia Harper's expression remained unchanged, but she was helpless.

"Professor Harper, I suddenly had a new inspiration recently. I am planning to sculpt a new statue of a goddess. I have ordered 2 tons of stone, and it will be shipped next week. When the time comes, you must come and taste it." what."

"No, Mr. Gold, I'm not interested in sculpture."

Professor Alicia Harper tried to keep the last courtesy to decline.

"Professor Harper, you are too self-effacing."

The braided Gold seemed not to notice Professor Alicia Harper's refusal, and looked at her with the eyes of a muse, with fiery eyes: "Your insight into art is very profound, which is well known. And it was after communicating with you that I got the inspiration for this new goddess statue, it can be said that this is our joint work."

"Mr. Gold, please respect yourself!"

Professor Alicia Harper saw that the other party was not only ignorant, but her words and expressions became more and more outrageous, so she immediately turned cold and gave the order to chase away: "This is a class, class is about to start, please leave!"

"Okay, don't be angry."

The little pigtail raised his hands, stepped back, and still did not forget to praise: "A frown, a smile, a joy and an anger, they are all too beautiful. I have a hunch that this new goddess statue will be the biggest challenge for me. It will also be my most successful masterpiece! It's perfect!"

At this time, the students had already arrived one after another, and many people smiled knowingly when they saw this scene.

In this free country, playing hooligans is called romantic freedom.

"Who is this?"

"You don't even know him? This is Evan Gold, a well-known artist in New York, a master of sculpture."

"Oh, it's an artist, no wonder."

Everyone was talking in a low voice.

No one is surprised that some people pursue such a wise and beautiful Professor Alicia Harper. Even if some people have already fallen into the sand, there are still a few men who are willing to give up before they hit their heads and bleed.

What's more, this person is an artist!

"He has a wife!"

Cheryl, who was sitting in the back row, couldn't help reminding: "Professor Alicia Harper also has a husband!"

"An artist!"

Someone joked: "And Professor John Harper is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry! Could it be that you also admire Professor Alicia Harper?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Someone jokingly said: "People obviously admire Detective Chuck! It's a pity that Detective Chuck has amazing Amy."

"Hush! Here he comes!"

Chuck had already come in at this time, and the teaser immediately silenced.

When the braided Gold walked out, he smiled at Chuck, obviously he also knew Chuck.

"it's him."

Justin reminded me.

Chuck didn't respond, and sat in his special seat. Cheryl said angrily: "This guy is too good. He obviously has a wife, and he harassed Professor Alicia Harper and Trish unscrupulously!"

"Ignore him."

Justin reassured: "The more you talk to this kind of person, the more he will get more aggressive, causing trouble, and helping him with publicity, so that Tracy will stay away from him and his wife."

"I already told you to ignore her."

Cheryl frowned: "But this Nancy Gold, apart from some works, is not bad."

"You're a nice guy, but you still sit back and watch your husband hook up with your classmate and the school's married female professor?"

Justin grumbled.

"money."

Chuck said a word out of nowhere.

"You mean that she knows what her husband is, but she covets Mrs. Gold's status and affluent life, so she turns a blind eye to her husband's behavior?"

Cheryl looked contemptuous.

"It's also possible that she is already preparing for a divorce, and by indulging her husband's behavior, she can collect favorable evidence and share a lot of property."

Chuck said calmly.

"No way?"

Cheryl was taken aback.

"What's so strange about that."

Chuck looked at Professor Alicia Harper, who was calming down and preparing for class, and said, "In order to share more property, there are people who take the initiative to pimp their husbands or wives."

"That said, it seems that there is indeed such a possibility."

Cheryl was thoughtful: "Except for this aspect, this Nancy is not stupid in getting along with her in daily life, but quite shrewd."

"It seems that there is a good show."

Justin smiled and said, "I just don't know if this artist is still in the mood to carve a new statue of a goddess after being severely cut by his wife."

In the world of American dramas, the most miserable thing in life is that people are still there, but the money is gone!
Especially for rich people, this pain is definitely super doubled!

At this time, Professor Alicia Harper on the stage glanced at the empty space in the middle of the first row, then immediately looked at the last row, met Chuck's calm eyes, and immediately staggered slightly: "Dr. Wolfe, do you know where Sheldon Cooper is?"

Justin lowered his head and pursed his lips into a smile.

As expected of a professor, he was already familiar with the matter of Chuck and Little Sheldon, so he found the right owner as soon as this happened.

"It's not the bathroom, it's the principal's office."

Chuck spoke his judgment.

"What happened again?"

Professor Alicia Harper smiled bitterly: "How did he offend you?"

"He laughed at his little friend who was scared to pee in public by a look."

Chuck said bluntly.

There was a burst of joyful laughter in the lecture hall, because not only Professor Alicia Harper, but even the students who were in class with them, at this time, most of them knew that Chuck's provocation against Little Sheldon had always been one after another. Combined with what Chuck said about the bathroom, I immediately guessed that Little Sheldon might also be scared to pee.

"you will not……"

Professor Alicia Harper was dumbfounded and didn't know what to say: "Dr. Wolf, please accompany me to find it, okay?"

"can."

Chuck said calmly: "But I don't suggest asking me to accompany you to find him."

Joyful laughter rang out again in the lecture hall, but everyone understood what Chuck didn't say clearly, that is, he had gone, and Little Sheldon might not have to come out, and went in again if he could save it.

Professor Alicia Harper also thought of this level, so she could only call another boy to go, when Little Sheldon walked in.

"what!"

Professor Alicia Harper was surprised: "Student Cooper, are you okay?"

"I am fine."

Little Sheldon glanced at the back row and raised his chin stubbornly: "What can I do?"

Seeing that everyone was staring at his pants, he suddenly understood that others already knew, and looked straight at Chuck arrogantly: "I predicted your behavior and brought new pants in advance. That's right! I've gradually touched After seeing your tricks, it will be harder and harder for you to bully me in the future, I am Sheldon Cooper!"

"you are awesome!"

Facing the eager gazes of other people looking over, Chuck nodded in affirmation: "How many pairs of pants did you bring?"

"..."

Little Sheldon's smile faltered.

Oops!

He forgot that Chuck could predict his predictions.

(End of this chapter)