Chapter 971: Paige VS Lecher
Chicago.
MacArthur Genius Grant awards gala.
"We were talking about cooperating with you."
Sheldon bluntly said, "Dr. Rachel Hofstadter, like Paige, wanted to cooperate with you in indescribable ways to gain inspiration."
"Is that so?"
Paige glanced at Lecher.
"That isn't quite accurate."
Lecher smiled. "More accurately, you should add pleasure to that."
"My mistake."
Sheldon tilted his head and smiled. "That should be the real reason she wanted to cooperate with Adam. The inspiration part was only something I reminded her of just now."
"Cough, cough."
Adam lightly coughed, afraid these excessively blunt people would say something even more embarrassing, and hurriedly changed the subject.
"Sheldon, everyone will have to say at least a few words when they go onstage to accept their awards. Are you ready?"
"Wha~t~!"
Sheldon froze, then swept his gaze around the room. His superbrain immediately counted everyone present. His body swayed, and after letting out a cry, he collapsed. "Oh, dear!"
"Did he have panic attacks?"
As a biologist whose mother was a psychiatrist—and who had a younger brother who could wet his pants from fright at the slightest thing—Lecher was not particularly surprised by this.
"There were too many people here."
Adam smiled. "Sixty-two people, far more than thirty-six, and they were all adults."
"Don't step on me~"
Sheldon lay on the floor with his eyes closed, muttering.
"What should we do now?"
Lecher watched the scene with great interest.
"Watch me."
Adam smiled and said to Sheldon, who was sprawled on the ground, "Sheldon, no one here will step on you, but your body is pressed against a place that so many people have stepped on. Is that really okay?"
"Oh, Lord!"
The moment he heard that, Sheldon sprang to his feet, held out both hands, and