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

Isaac looked at the eager little eyes of the person in front of him, and couldn't help laughing, "I don't know where I can buy it, but if you don't mind, you can leave me an address, and I can send those unopened sent to you."

The little brother was a little entangled, obviously looking forward to it but felt that it was not good to accept it like this.

"You're welcome," Isaac said understandingly, "actually no one I know likes that stuff, and if you don't want it, I guess I'll have to waste it too."

"This is my address!" The younger brother immediately tore off a sticky note and wrote a line on it with a ballpoint pen. "My name is James, James Aubrey. You can call me James or Jimmy."

Isaac glanced at the note, and asked casually, "You live in Washington, why do you work here?"

"Actually, I'm renting a house there, and I've been working hard for a job recently. Maybe I was too nervous, and my friend pulled me over to relax." Aubrey rubbed his hands, "But it's definitely his I think too much, I am very confident in my work, I am so good, this is just the first step in my life plan, at most there will be differences in positions... Oh, did I say too much?"

"It's okay." Isaac said indifferently, "I will go back after this weekend. If you have a job, it's best to communicate with the people at the apartment management office, because the express delivery is likely to arrive on a weekday, and at that time you may No time to sign for it."

"I see, I'll talk to the administrator." Aubrey said brightly.

"OK, then I wish you good luck at work, I'll go first." Isaac put away the note and left the dining table.

"Have a good time, I'm not boasting, the organization of this event is really good." Aubrey said.

"I'm looking forward to it." Isaac waved his hand.

After they had walked some distance, Reid said with a look of seeing through Isaac, "Should I congratulate you on successfully disposing of some unpleasant inventory?"

"Must." Isaac looked around to find out where to have fun, and said proudly, "You don't know, after we got off the plane, someone went to clean the cabin, and no one wanted those special products that were unpacked. Naturally, no one cleaned it up, but the cleaning staff thought it was a special hobby of one of us, and ended up taking it all to my office. The worst thing is, they texted me after they finished cleaning it.”

Before that, Isaac would have been swept straight into the trash.

"Shouldn't it be asked before?" Reid wondered.

"It should be." Isaac coughed, "However, isn't April Fool's Day not long past?"

"You didn't play a joke on the crew that day, did you?" Reid had a bad feeling in his heart.

"You also said it was a joke." Isaac sighed, "I didn't expect them to come back this time."

"It seems that your relationship is not bad." Reid can only find comfort from this.

"Well, they're all beauties." Isaac agreed.

"Then you still play tricks on them?"

"Why not? My pardon is only for you." Issac finally aimed at a place, "The bar is over there, let's go."

"Don't drink too much, unless you think you'll lose with trembling hands when shooting." Reid was pulled by Isaac and reminded earnestly.

"My hands shake? What a joke!" Isaac didn't listen.

Pushing open the half wooden door of the bar, the noise inside broke out immediately.Although it was still early, there were already many people inside.Cowboys either fight wine together or court beautiful ladies.In the crowd, Isaac also heard a familiar loud voice, followed the reputation and found Ricardo.

Instead of leaning over, he dragged Reid to a less crowded place on the other side.Most people like to get together near the bar. Few people prefer the independent tables and chairs not far from the bar, but for Isaac, that is the right place for him.

"What the hell are we here for?" Reid didn't believe that Isaac, who was clamoring to win the championship before, would really get drunk.

"Look at the opponent." Isaac pushed the ordered French fries in front of Reid, and took a big sip of the beer himself. The glass was so big that it could hold a liter of beer. Issac's opponents were amazed by the beer before they started to observe, "It's delicious, I don't know if they sell it to the outside world."

Before Reid could say anything, there was a rapid ringing of the bell in the bar.

The uproar faded away, and everyone's attention was attracted by a wooden board. A bearded cowboy knocked on the wooden board and began to announce the scoring rules of this competition.

There is nothing new in the rules. According to the ranking of the scores of each event, the top ten scores range from ten to one. The referee will record the scores and then send out bullet casings representing different scores.Before the game, the organizer will give each cowboy a bullet chain. When they win the bullet casing, they can hang the bullet casing on the bullet chain. The better the score, the fuller and more gorgeous the bullet chain. Tell others your score, and the bullet chain you straddle diagonally is the most intuitive result.

"Of course, the bullet chains we hand out can't only be hung with wooden grade plaques. If there are beautiful girls who are willing to dress up for you, that would be the best. Because when the final ranking is counted, everyone will vote for the most beautiful and most gorgeous There will be extra points for the bullet chain! There will also be a special gift for the person who designed the outfit behind!" This sentence caused a burst of laughter, and some even howled.

"Sounds interesting," Isaac said to Reid.

"I know." Reid looked at Isaac with some complacency, and the signal of 'ask me, ask me' was exuding from all over his body.

Of course Isaac won't let him down, "How do you know?"

"Because this is also my suggestion." Reid said, "The previous competitions only used the simplest way of scoring with wooden boards, which led to no one except the dedicated statisticians and the contestants themselves being able to intuitively understand other people's scores. Results. But now, the contestants directly hang their results on their bodies. This way of showing off allows them to obtain the greatest satisfaction and convert this satisfaction into motivation. Spectators are not just spectators. Although they have no way to play in this kind of competition, what if they just help design more beautiful bullet chains? I think everyone’s basic aesthetic is still online.”

"Wow." Isaac really didn't know that Reid was doing these things behind his back, "I should say, did you really impress me? Let everyone show off their achievements like a peacock, this is a very sharp bird Stimulants."

"It's nothing, I just thought of you when I thought of this idea." Reid said innocently, "Although you always claim to be a descendant of cowboys, most people can still tell that you grew up in the city. Big. Under such a cognitive premise, if there is still an outdated scoring method, even if you have good grades, only a few people can be trusted before the final result is released. It is not as eye-catching as posting the grades directly. "

"Well done!" Isaac gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

"Pfft!" Suddenly put both hands on the shoulders of Isaac and Reid, "I finally know why I can't find a marriage partner. It turns out that it's because I can't open my eyes and tell lies."

"Hey! Morgan!" Isaac knocked Morgan's hand off, "Reid just told me you'd come, I thought you'd be late."

"The early bird catches the worm, and I'm not someone who is forced to even run in the morning." Morgan complained casually, "However, my point is, even though forced, it is still fruitful, and we must continue Stick to it."

"Morgan!" Now it was Reid's turn to be dissatisfied, "Do you have any comments on what Isaac said just now?"

"Opinion? Ah, what opinion can I have?" Morgan stretched out his fingers, "Ah, what is the opinion?"

"I suddenly thought it would be a good idea to pour beer on people." After speaking, Isaac looked at Morgan maliciously.

Two-on-one, Morgan raised his hands in surrender very interestingly, "OK, OK, I said." His eyebrows twisted and twisted, "Forget about Reid, Isaac, don't you really know the procedure of the competition? It's not a closed-book exam in the classroom, except for certain people, few people know everyone's grades, but outdoor sports, as long as you perform well, even if you don't have accurate grades, everyone will see it, and those who are in the limelight will always have a lot of followers Or, word of mouth, it is much more convincing than scores or something. In order to make Reid happy, you really..."

Isaac put the beer glass on the table expressionlessly, "I'm really worried that you will be single for the rest of your life."

It's okay to talk nonsense and tell the truth!

Unexpectedly, Reid was not very depressed, but said very calmly, "DorisSenior and I had a good chat online, and we made an appointment to meet sometime later."

Morgan frowned, and those who know the current affairs are Junjie, "...But think about it carefully, except for a few minor flaws, the effects of this proposal are all positive, which will greatly motivate the contestants. Enthusiasm, it’s a really good idea that couldn’t be better!”

"Doris Senior thinks so too." Satisfied, Reid picked up the French fries and began to eat slowly.

Isaac suddenly felt relieved that "my family has a child who has just grown up".