Chapter 115: Socialite Chuck still plays football?

"It should be right here."

A little girl wearing glasses led Chuck and his group over, pointed to the lockers in the corridor, then looked around, lowered her head and ran away.

"What's wrong with this school?"

Cheryl, who had to come to see the fun, complained when she saw the little girl like this.

She also went to school before, but because of her special status, she always had bodyguards when she went to school.

Chuck didn't answer her question, but walked forward, looking at the lockers on both sides as he walked, and then stopped in front of little Leonard's locker.

"it's here?"

Cheryl followed and looked at the locker in disbelief: "You didn't say he was in here, did you?"

Snap.

Little Leonard heard a noise outside and knocked on the cupboard door.

"I'm going to find the key."

Cheryl was shocked and ran to the principal's office to find the key.

Snapped!

Before she could turn around, she saw Chuck take out a paper clip from his pocket, straighten it, poke it into the keyhole, and open the locker.

In the darkness, little Leonard heard the sound of the cabinet door opening and felt a dazzling light coming. He squinted slightly. When the light dimmed slightly and then opened his eyes, he saw a black shadow standing in front of him.

He looked up and shouted in surprise: "Batman!"

"He's not Batman!"

When little Sheldon saw little Leonard saying his most disgusting words as soon as they met, he immediately retorted sharply.

"he is the one!"

Little Leonard said in a positive tone.

Chuck took him out of the locker.

Cheryl looked at the narrow locker, then looked at little Leonard's stretched body, and said in disbelief: "How is this done?"

"It's not my fault alone."

When little Leonard saw his beautiful older sister, he couldn't help grinning and laughing at himself: "It's all thanks to Jimmy Sparkman and the others."

"Don't doubt your own abilities."

Little Sheldon said bluntly: "It's mainly because you are short."

"..."

Little Leonard twitched the corner of his mouth and glared at Little Sheldon fiercely.

"Why are you so good at picking locks?"

Cheryl looked at Chuck again: "You still have a paper clip with you?"

"I'm a detective."

Chuck broke the paper clip back into its original shape and put it back into his pocket: "It's normal to carry a paper clip with you."

"I carry paper clips with me too!"

Little Sheldon took out his paper clip from his pocket unconvinced.

"Are you really Robin?"

Cheryl couldn't laugh or cry.

She felt like Sheldon was imitating Chuck.

Except for detectives and spies, no serious person carries a paperclip with him.

"He's not Batman, and I'm not Robin!"

Little Sheldon repeated again: "I carry paper clips with me because no one knows when there will be no stapler. Carrying paper clips can keep documents tidy!"

"..."

Cheryl was speechless.

All right.

There are also mentally ill people.

"Where is Jimmy Sparkman now?"

Chuck looked at little Leonard.

"Playing rugby on the field."

Little Leonard looked at Chuck with shining eyes, and he was extremely looking forward to what would happen next.

"lead the way."

Chuck gestured.

"good!"

Little Leonard limped forward with a grin on his face.

"Yeah! What's wrong with you?"

Cheryl exclaimed: "Where is it hurt?"

"no no……"

Little Leonard suddenly blushed and waved his hands repeatedly.

"But your legs?"

Cheryl asked doubtfully.

"Jimmy jerked up my panties..."

In the eyes of everyone, little Leonard blushed and whispered the reason.

Little Sheldon shook his head with a familiar expression: "You are such a fool!"

"..."

Little Leonard was speechless, simply turned his head and ignored Little Sheldon, and continued to limp forward.

Rugby field.

There are all handsome men and beautiful women, and there are also little Sheldon and little Leonard who look eccentric at first glance. This combination is really eye-catching.

A tall fat man who was running on the field was reminded by his teammates and looked over. Then he smiled. After grabbing the ball, he looked at the people getting closer and closer to him and threw the football in his hand hard.

come over.

"ah!"

Little Sheldon suddenly screamed in terror.

Little Leonard also watched with trepidation as the football that was thrown at it with great force and speed got closer and bigger.

Then he saw a big hand appear and steadily catch the football that was thrown at him. This rapid and sudden silence made him breathe quickly, and he subconsciously took out the asthma spray and took a deep breath.

"Hey, Nancy, ask the tall guy to throw the ball over."

The tall fat man shouted to little Leonard: "Who else asked you to come out? Hurry up and shrink back into a ball, or I will help you ball up."

"My name is not Nancy."

Little Leonard retorted in a low voice.

Nancy is a female name,

"What?"

The tall fat man actually heard it, but he still put his hands to his ears as if listening.

"I……"

Little Leonard opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything. He couldn't help but glance at Chuck, but saw Chuck looking at him too. He didn't know what was going on, so he suddenly shouted out: "I'm not Nancy.

My name is Leonard Hofstadter!”

"I said your name is Nancy, just call it Nancy! Don't think you have found a backer."

Jimmy's face tightened, and he stared at the 'culprit': "Hey, tall guy, give the ball back."

As he said that, he signaled that there was a whole team on his side.

Football is inherently a violent sport, so when these people saw Jimmy talking, they all gathered around with smiles and stood up for themselves.

"I finally have a picture of what my dad was like in high school."

Little Sheldon looked at Jimmy, who looked exactly like his father, and couldn't help but complain.
To be continued...