Chapter 483: Confession Bureau: I want to beat Chuck, who supports it and who opposes it?

Author: Qingsi Looking Back

"This is a true rocket scientist!"

The next day, Rachel couldn't stop smiling and praising her.

"Okay, you have repeated it countless times."

Monica glanced at the other old friends and reminded Rachel not to go too far.

yes!

Everyone has probably guessed that their relationship has evolved from besties and roommates to Eskimo sisters.

But it’s better not to mention this kind of thing.

Otherwise, what if the quirky Phoebe also yells to get in the car?

It's really neither worse nor more than Phoebe.

But it's better not to let Phoebe take risks than to let her take risks.

After all, a rocket going to the sky is a romantic moment of life and death, not a ride to kindergarten.

Besides, there was her brother Ross standing by, looking at her with evil eyes.

Ross and Chuck's relationship is bad enough.

She didn't want any more trouble to happen.

It's not good for anyone.

"What rocket scientist?"

Ross was sitting on the sofa, switching channels in a bad mood while interjecting with a stinky face.

"He looks down on rocket scientists the most!"

"That's Little Sheldon you're talking about!"

Monica corrected: "Chuck has never looked down on rocket scientists!"

"that is!"

Rachel's face was radiant and she said happily: "What an amazing rocket scientist! If you ask me, he is more worthy of Chuck than a mathematician!"

"Stop saying that."

Monica glared at her best friend: "Mathematicians are at the top of the scientific contempt chain. If Little Sheldon hears what you say, he will be happy to death. Because he thinks you dare to mock Chuck!"

"Tch! You really don't have integrity!"

Rachel was so full of joy and enthusiasm that she was about to explode like a rocket taking off. She couldn't wait to share it with others, and didn't even pay attention to her best friend, the scientific guide who pushed her again and again.

"You used to like math, and you could figure out the numbers from 1 to 7. But what about now? Are you still interested in these numbers?"

"..."

Monica's face suddenly became embarrassed, and she stared at her best friend who dared to say anything, but was speechless.

Because it's true.

In the past, she was very confident in the mathematical mysteries from 1 to 7 that she had summarized. She liked teaching and learning, and seemed to be very interested in mathematics.

But it's been a long time since she put the numbers together.

At the entry point, empty the magazine.

That’s right, space elevator!

Compared with these, her mathematical skills are simply not worth mentioning.

No wonder Rachel had the nerve to silence her with these words.

The mouth is too honest for the body.

It seems to be quite a bit.

"Whether you're a mathematician or a rocket scientist, you're all great!"

Joey, a poor student who didn't understand anything and could only nod in praise, gave two thumbs up to express his opinion on this matter.

"well."

Suddenly, a heavy sigh came, attracting everyone's attention.

It was not Ross who sighed, but Phoebe.

But I saw her looking at Monica on the left and Rachel on the right. She didn't say anything, but her eyes were filled with a sense of loss and distance.

"Phoebe, are you okay?"

Monica expressed concern.

"I've always been like this."

Phoebe said extremely sadly: "But you are no longer the original Monica and Rachel."

"Come on."

Monica thought Phoebe was acting weird again to attract everyone's attention, so she said angrily: "I'm still me, and Rachel is still Rachel!"

"You are a cook. Now you are talking about mathematics and rocket science. Yesterday you were going to study again to get a Ph.D. and study molecular cooking. Today you are preparing to become an astronaut and go to heaven in the future."

Phoebe complained: "Even your figure and skin are getting better and better, and you can do wonders when playing baseball. Are you telling me you are still you?

Except that your face is still roughly the same as before, and you are also called Monica, how are you still you?

oh!

I said it wrong!

Although you are still called Monica, you are becoming more and more what Peggy calls Mona!"

"Is not it good?"

Monica was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

"Okay! Of course it's good for you!"

Phoebe exclaimed: "In the past, you were very envious of that fake Monica who stole your credit card and lived such a free and easy life.

If you could still see her now, she would be even more shocked to know that you are like this than when you first knew of her existence.

OMG!

Look at you now!

You are like a real goddess!

You wouldn’t dare to shoot it like this in movies and novels!”

When she said this, her expression was extremely sad: "However, it is getting further and further away from me. It is obviously close at hand, within reach, but yet it is extremely far away.

In the past, when we got together as old friends, it was not without some small clique divisions.

You, Ross, and Chandler are in a small circle, have a good job, and a high income, so you can easily pay for high-profile dinner parties.

I, Rachel, and Joey have unstable jobs and low incomes. We belong to a small circle and often have to endure this passive high expenditure.

But at that time, as long as I endured it and ate dirt for a week after dinner parties, I could barely keep up.

But now?

What can I do to keep up with you?"

"Phoebe..."

Monica didn't care at first, and even wanted to laugh, but she saw that Phoebe, who always liked to pretend to be pitiful to gain sympathy, became more and more honest as she spoke. It seemed that this time she was not pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy, but a real confession game.

Suddenly I didn't know what to say.

"We've always been here."

"You know I've always been worried that one day I would suddenly disappear from your lives."

Phoebe choked up and said: "Do you remember the name of your roommate before me? How is she doing now?

You don’t remember!

I don't remember either.

But I remember you had a good relationship at the beginning.

Too!

Monica, you are so kind, who wouldn’t want to be nice to you!

Her relationship with you is no worse than my relationship with you.

But now she has completely disappeared.

You are indeed always here, and you are becoming more and more dazzling, letting everyone know that you are here and always here.
To be continued...