[Comprehensive British and American dramas] No.1 is called non-plural

Isaac was a little surprised when he heard the notification sound on his phone kept going.Today is a holiday, everyone should be reuniting with their families or going out on a date, how could they reply so quickly?He looked at the messages, and most of them were modal particles and emoticon pictures, which were meaningless, but they had an advantage in reply speed.

I poked an acquaintance casually, and Isaac replied again: Responding so quickly?Could it be that he has been guarding the computer all the time?

This reply was quickly discovered by other sharp-eyed people, and everyone started chatting with each other.

Then Isaac found out, everyone was really idle.However, this group of guys who often hang on the Internet obviously know each other's current situation very well, and soon condemned Isaac with the same goal, thinking that it is shameful that he has been on the Internet for so long. Isaac quickly overwhelmed and could only throw up his hands in surrender, ready to make an appointment for an offline party, and then the group of guys reluctantly let him go.

But in terms of time, everyone obviously has ambiguity again.Some people don't care, some people want as soon as possible, and Isaac is the one who desperately pushes the time back, at least, this month, he has no time.

That's not a good excuse, especially in a world that's getting smaller, and flying from one side of the globe to the other costs nothing more than time and money. Isaac was criticized by everyone as being insincere, until he pushed open the door against the wind and snow and took another photo.

It took only half a minute, and when he entered the house again, a layer of snow fell on his body, which soon turned into water droplets.

[Image] Are you sure you want me to show sincerity in this situation?

Even if he himself doesn't care about committing suicide, no one will cooperate with him, okay?He can guarantee that the airport is absolutely grounded now.

No one is holding on to the question of sincerity anymore, and everyone is guessing where he is.Guessing from Canada to Russia, in the end even the Arctic Circle was not spared, only one guy said hello to him in the Antarctic, and more people were showing him where they are now, either in a warm interior or a sunny street, there are There are beauties in bikinis in the swimming pool on the top floor, and there are also naked men sitting on a yacht and posing...

Isaac: ...Is it too late to end the relationship now?

Isaac thought about this problem very seriously, and finally came to the conclusion that it was too late, because these were not netizens at all, but friends in reality, the kind who could call him at any time.

Isaac sent this conclusion out to a gleeful laugh from a group of people.Even if there is no sound, the expression is enough.

"These bastards!" Issac who was being targeted was not very happy, Emma laughed softly, and ran away after realizing that she had attracted Issac's attention, but this did not make Issac feel any better, because this little The girl ran to share with Ricardo, and he could hear the laughter of the two people clearly.

Isaac decided to ignore the group of guys for now until he thought of a way to fight back.

Reid has always had little interest in Issac's social networking on the Internet. He is now focusing on the wriggling little guy on his lap, and did not give Issac the slightest attention until he found Issac's eyes on himself.

"What's wrong?" Reid wondered.

"I was thinking," Isaac said.

"Watch me think?" Reid asked. "Does that help?"

"I'm trying to connect to your brainwaves and borrow your smart brain." Isaac changed his posture, "I have to let those guys know who is the boss."

"Hmm..." Reid immediately understood that this was another boring contest. In this regard, he didn't have any good ideas, so he could only wish, "Then, I wish you success."

"Of course I will succeed." Isaac's eyes lit up suddenly, he grabbed Reid's hand, posed with fingers clasped, quickly snapped a photo, found it was not bad, and directly posted it on Facebook.

Does this make it clear who is the boss? Reid is not optimistic, and only hopes that Issac will not be hit again once again.

However, how could Isaac let Reid guess his thoughts so easily? He sent this photo to abuse the dog. Anyway, we are so far away, so it doesn't matter if we hurt each other.

As for why he was sure that the people who made fun of him had no companions, well, he didn't believe that anyone would be able to talk to him on this festival when they had companions.Of course, if there is an internal solution among them, it is not listed here.

Sure enough, a new round of excitement started under the new message, with hand-controlled screams and bold demands for a face-on.For these, Isaac directly responded with a scornful expression, letting them dream.

As a result, the group of bastards who always looked like industry elites in front of people finally tore off their calm coats, revealed their funny nature, and started playing with Isaac to hurt each other.Those who have companions around them will take an intimate photo with them and add a message——

I despise those who dare not show their faces.

As for those who happened to have no companions around them, they didn't feel embarrassed, and used all possible props around them.Some are pets at home, some are Barbie dolls, and some are even more bachelors. They directly draw eyes and mouths on their fists, and then make affectionate expressions on their fists.And then, without exception, the pictures those people sent were followed by the same message.

The only difference is +1 or +n.

Issac couldn't believe it was made by them. What has the society done to them in the past few years? It's clear that each of them was better than the other before!

Though thinking this way, Isaac still didn't stop his speed of downloading pictures. These are black histories that can be turned over in the future. They must be saved first, lest they regret deleting them later.

Refresh again, and a new photo pops up.There is nothing novel about this combination of handsome men and beautiful women. Isaac was about to let it go, but found that there seemed to be someone staring at the camera outside the French windows in the corner.His finger that was about to slide paused, and he clicked on the photo to enlarge it. He could barely tell from the brightly colored clothes that it might be a clown.

"Is there a party at your house? Have you prepared a clown?" Isaac replied.

"That's right, I invited you. You know, I like clowns the most." The reply over there came quickly, and a frontal photo of clowns waving to say hello was attached. Can the kids stop screaming and crying, I almost had a nervous breakdown last night."

Isaac smiled back, and smiled silently, feeling a little oversensitive.The clown who was invited into the house was not the same as the clown who was peeping. He probably thought too much.

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The whole afternoon passed like this, and when Daisy and Lily announced the start of dinner, Ricardo who was called away from the computer was still a little reluctant.

"Your friends are so interesting, Isaac." Ricardo's eyes brightened as if he had discovered a new world. He has made rapid progress this afternoon, and he has learned to click on the reply account to view the home page of that account. Not everyone Ricardo has gained a lot this afternoon by setting up a video that only friends can see like Isaac did.It made him want to know more, after all, he only followed Isaac and Emma on his current account.

"Facebook is interesting," he said. "Do you all have accounts?"

"No." Reid flatly denied it.

"I won't waste time on meaningless things." Daisy didn't show any mercy.

Kiven just shook his head silently.

Ricardo looked at the eldest daughter who did not speak.

"Ah." Lily spread her hands, "The newspaper has an official account, and now my assistant is managing it."

In other words, she doesn't have an account either.

"Do you still look like people in a big city?" Ricardo didn't expect this result, "You can't even follow the fashion!"

Kiven glanced at Isaac.

"The nature of work determines the attitude towards life. If they follow the trend, they may give others an unreliable impression." Isaac talked nonsense while bringing Ricardo to the main position.

"What about Lily? Isn't she working for the news media?" Ricardo was not so easy to fool, "I read the news on Facebook and it spreads quickly."

What have you learned this afternoon, old man? Isaac thought to himself, but his expression was as indifferent as ever, "It's just a matter of personal choice, you can't ask every American to like..."

When Isaac was talking, Emma had already taken a lot of photos of the big meal on the table, but she didn't rush to send it, but waited for the meal to open.The turkey is marinated by Ricardo with a secret sauce and then baked in the stove. It is not the kind of fancy food at all. The other main dishes and side dishes are arranged by Daisy. Her cooking skills are always good. Everyone is very supportive.

After everyone had eaten and cleared the dining table, they sat lazily on the sofa and watched TV together. Ricardo brought two large watermelons from the cold storage, which were grown in his own farm and stored in the cold storage after they matured. Now they are still sweet and delicious.

Emma inserted a sliced ​​watermelon into her mouth with a toothpick, "It's so sweet~ Well, I remember I saw a set of pictures on the Internet, some artists used watermelon to carve, it looks so beautiful."

Green, white, red.The three colors have clear layers, but they have a different kind of beauty after artistic processing.The finished products include flowers, animals, and characters, all of which are beautiful.

Emma also tried to learn. However, even if she drew the lines on the outside of the watermelon rind and carved them accordingly, the final result was still terrible.She wasn't depressed because of this, she just admired those artists even more.

"What kind? Show me." Isaac was curious.

Emma started flipping through pictures on her phone, then handed it to Isaac.

Isaac looked at it for a while, then looked up and asked Ricardo, "Ricardo, how many watermelons are there?"

The next morning, when Daisy went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator to plan what to make for breakfast, she was caught off guard when a bright red demon head was facing her, showing a ferocious smile.