Chapter 11 Invitation

to the Duncan family.

  "Keyboard player? Who is that?"

  "You mean Sheldon Cooper?"

  Compared to Emmett's confusion, Juno instantly understood what Adam was thinking.

  "Yes."

  Adam said calmly: "He is a genius!"

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

  Emmett finally got the answer and suddenly cursed: "Shit! He is a little brat." The kid knows hammer rock!"

  Sheldon Cooper's name has long been spread. After all, even if he is a genius, going to high school at the age of nine is big news.

  "Believe me, he will be an excellent keyboard player."

  Adam was very confident.

  In his memory, Sheldon had an absolute sense of sound and was familiar with various instruments such as piano, guitar, tambourine, accordion, etc. He would play and sing by himself when he was drunk, which was different from his usual silly and cute attitude, and he was quite wanton. , and Sheldon is also a well-known keyboard warrior, which definitely meets the requirements of a rock band keyboard player.

  Of course, little Sheldon has not yet come into contact with music, but Adam believes that for a genius like Sheldon, if he wants to, he will definitely be able to pick it up in the shortest time, which is enough.

  Adam's most important purpose is to catch up with Little Sheldon and test whether the other person can improve his wisdom.

  "I don't agree!"

  Emmett shouted: "Adam, tell me, you must be kidding!"

  "Why not?"

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

  Yes, I just discriminate against him!"

  Emmett became anxious.

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

  Adam stared at Emmett for a while, and then said, "I have a dream~" "

  ..."

  Emmett's mouth twitched, and his face became darker.

  In the end, Adam's proposal was unanimously approved.

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

  Adam was in a good mood.

  "Are you sure you don't want to wait until school starts?"

  Juno said playfully: "Just go to his mother's door and say, hey, we are all talented here, but we are short of a keyboard player right now. Can your nine-year-old son join? "

  ..."

  Adam was stunned. He looked at Emmett, who had a dark face because Sheldon was about to join him, then at Juno, who was eccentric in the eyes of the world, and finally looked at his romantic self in the mirror. , the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

  With such a lineup, even if you are looking for normal classmates, you may be rejected, let alone a weird mother's baby 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 said bravely: "We are sincere, and that is enough. Besides, Sheldon also needs friends, doesn't he?" There are

  still two people left to go to school. Yue, Adam can't wait that long. Everything is to experiment with the law of wisdom point growth as soon as possible, improve wisdom and extend life.

  "That makes sense!"

  Juno was startled, then nodded with a smile.

  She then remembered that to outsiders, there was not much difference between little Sheldon and her. They were both so weird. As the parents of such a child, God knows how much effort they put into letting their child make friends.

  Cooper's house.

  "Dinner is ready!"

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

  A tall, fat, middle-aged man came over with a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. They were chatting about rugby, and then a cute little girl of eight or nine years old ran over.

  "Shelly!"

  The middle-aged housewife shouted towards the bedroom after watching the three people sitting in their respective seats.

  "Here we come."

  With a slightly sharp childish voice, a little boy of eight or nine years old walked over slowly.

  "Thank God..."

  The middle-aged man was about to cut the steak. The middle-aged housewife stretched out her hands, one hand to him and the other to the little girl next to her. The middle-aged man had no choice but to put down his knife and fork and reach out. He held his wife's hand, handed the other hand to the little boy, closed his eyes and prepared to listen to his wife's daily prayer before meals.

  "Wait a minute."

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

  "Admit it, he is adopted!"

  The boy looked at the thick gloves his younger brother stretched out and taunted his parents.

  Although it wasn't the first time, and it wasn't directed at him alone, he was still very unhappy with his brother's extreme mysophobia behavior of thinking he was dirty.

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

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

  The boy stared at his brother and really wanted to punch him, but as expected, his mother, who preferred his brother, spoke: " That's enough, no one is adopted."

  "I think I was adopted."

  The little girl complained in a low voice.

  "Oh, really?"

  the middle-aged housewife sneered, "It's still too late for someone to adopt you."

  The little girl suddenly fell silent.

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

  But her father is a rugby coach, and she often spends time with her brother, who is a school rugby player. And because her twin brother is an eccentric genius, her mother's eyes are always on her brother, and she almost becomes a transparent person.

  The reason why she spoke just now was not only because she sincerely complained that she didn't look like her biological child, but also out of habit to prevent her parents from forgetting her existence.

  After praying, the family ate and chatted, mainly led by the middle-aged housewife.

  "Shelley, you are going to high school next semester, are you happy?"

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

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

  "What about you, little George?"

  The middle-aged housewife smiled happily, and then looked at the boy.

  "Any good mood is ruined by being asked to be classmates with Sheldon!"

  Little George complained.

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

  The middle-aged housewife said dissatisfied.

  "You're in trouble."

  Missy, the little girl, said to her brother George, "Believe me, once you get together with Sheldon, your circle of friends will be devastated." "

  I know."

  Little George She nodded with deep understanding 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. I sighed in my heart.

  Although she loves Sheldon deeply, she also knows how difficult Sheldon is. She used to be able to let the obedient Missy be Sheldon's classmate and friend. But now after skipping a grade, she can't suppress the rebellious little George. The thought of Her heart was breaking as poor Shelly sat alone in the noisy school cafeteria.

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

  (End of Chapter)