Pet King

Smoke 'flowers' are perishable. -

Wang Qian and Li Kun bought a lot of cigarettes ‘flowers’ using scholarships that they had received in vain, but they were still not enough to put them down one by one. After they were all set off, everyone still felt a little bit unconscious.

Cigarette 'flowers' are beautiful, and the yuan is also burning. No amount of money is enough.

And they are illuminated by the light of the car's headlights. If the lights are on all the time, the batteries may run out of power, and they will not catch fire.

"Nothing? Nothing? It's gone?" Snow Lion disappointedly chopped the plastic bag containing the cigarette 'flowers'. "My mother said that the stupid poor ghost man could not be trusted!"

"Π! Blame you! We all put one at a time, and you put two at a time!" Richard landed on Zhang Zi'an's shoulder, counting π.

"Squeak." Pi narrowed her neck guilty. It was having a good time just now, with two hands holding a fairy 'girl' stick 'dancing and dancing, so Richard did not have widows but was uneven, and hated that he didn't have two beaks, otherwise he could be stingy. The two fairy 'girls' sticks were put together. Maybe they can also draw s and b at the same time ...

Fortunately, it didn't give birth to two bird's beaks, and the noise was unbearable with just one beak.

"Quack! Did you see what Uncle Ben wrote in the sky just now?" Richard thought it was boring to bully π. After all, π wouldn't retort, he patted Zhang Zi'an's head with his wings, and came over to provoke him.

"No," he replied simply.

"Quack! Come on, let's go back now that it's finished! Uncle is almost frozen into an ice sculpture!" Richard wouldn't stop at this if it was normal, but at this point it was so cold that it didn't even use its wings. A head of onion pierced into his hood and quickly wrapped his body with the hood.

Zhang Zi'an lifted a metal bucket and poured the water inside on the wreckage of the smoke 'flower' in case the remaining Mars was not extinguished. Then he took the empty bucket and returned to the car. The other 'fine' spirits followed him. Behind.

"It's cold ... It's cold! Quickly open the thing called the air conditioner!" Fina jumped to the co-pilot position and tried to pull the air conditioner outlet with her paw, but no warm air came out.

Zhang Zi'an started the engine, "Wait a few seconds ..."

His gaze was on a white, greenish stain on the front windshield, and he stopped at a half.

"Ga!" Richard screamed angrily, "Which dead-eyed bird is **** on Taisui? Don't let this uncle touch it, otherwise you have to give it a good look!"

"Which bird will **** on the car at night?" Zhang Zi'an asked with a stretched face.

"There are so many! Uncle Ben came to teach you what owls, night herons, bats, etc. are birds that act at night ... Speaking of it, Uncle Ben seemed to have seen a night heron flying above us. ... can't be wrong, eight achievements are it! "Richard shook his head and looked for it," Let Uncle Ben think, where did it fly away ... "

It widened its eyes and looked around very seriously, as if it could really see things at night. In fact, if it had not been aided by the headlights of a car just now, it would not dare to take off at night.

However, it was installed too seriously, and instead subverted its usual bird design, making Zhang Zi'an convinced that it was undoubtedly that this half-dried and semi-dried bird droppings was definitely pulled by it!

"First of all, bats are not birds. Secondly, is there a night heron in Binhai? Why haven't I seen it before?" He said coldly.

Richard stared at the wilderness at night, and his black eyes turned desperately to think about his speech, but wanted to find a dead ghost, but Zhang Zi'an was caught in the back of his neck. Before he could react, he was thrown into a metal bucket, and then Inverted in the trunk, companion with Feimas.

"Quack! You have a light soul!" Richard jingled with a bird's beak and pecking at the iron skin, sulking, "What evidence do you have to prove that this was done by the uncle? Is this illegal imprisonment or not?" What about Uncle Ben ’s bird rights? Uncle Ben will go to the United Nations Bird Rights Conference to sue you! At that time, you will not be able to eat and go! This is an international incident. Do you understand the dispute over foreign diplomacy? "

Zhang Zi'an ignored its protests, closed the trunk 'door', endured the nausea and wiped off bird droppings with wet tissues, then sat back in the cab to start the car and drove back to the city. Fortunately, he did not use a windshield wiper, and the entire front windshield would not have become a "wool" glass ...

After leaving the police dog nursing home, they played for more than an hour, and now it is almost eight o'clock in the evening. Ning Lan and her classmates should have also left the police dog nursing home, and they may have arrived home at this time.

He turned on the car air conditioner, and the temperature inside the car gradually rose, and Fina's complaining gradually subsided.

"One year old in the sound of firecrackers, the 'spring' wind sends warmth to Tusu ..." Lao Cha looked at the road outside, listening to the sound of firecrackers, and slowly chanting "Yin".

Zhang Zi'an laughed: "Master Tea, it's not the most lively time yet. Until 12 o'clock in the night, it is the highest peak of setting off firecrackers and smoke 'flowers'. The sound of firecrackers was so loud that even the sound of TV programs could not be heard ... "

I remember when I was young, after eight o'clock on New Year's Eve, there were almost ten thousand people in the city. I watched CCTV or the provincial gala with family members in front of the TV, but with the development of the times, New Year's Eve is no longer so important. From time to time, young people walk in groups and enjoy nightlife that is no different from usual.

Zhang Zi'an parked his car at the door of the pet store, got out of the car, pulled off the copy paper that had been pasted, opened the shutter 'door', and let the 'fine' spirits enter the store, then locked the car, and put it again The shutter "door" pulled down and he almost forgot Richard again, and went back to carry the tin bucket in, otherwise Richard would really freeze to death outdoors.

The 'doors' and windows in the store have been closed for almost a whole day, and the temperature is much warmer than outdoors even if the electric heater is not turned on.

Fina ran in first, skimmed the two warm babies under Zhang Zi'an's feet, and motioned him to stuff it into the cotton pad of the cat's climbing frame.

π ran back to the second floor.

Richard, released from a tin bucket, flew to a high place and chattered endlessly at Zhang Zi.

Lao Cha can't wait to turn on the TV. It heard that people all over the country are watching 'Spring' evening, and also want to follow what the charm of this 'Spring' evening is and experience the modern New Year's Eve.

Feimas yawned and lay tiredly on the reclining chair.

Xinghai and her kitten friends started a new round of ‘hidden’ hiding.

Snow Lion suddenly remembered the taste of beef ‘meat’ stuffed with dumplings in a police dog nursing home, and chopped Zhang ’s ‘pants’ noisily to try.

Zhang Zi'an was so busy that he warmed up Fina first, then went to the upstairs kitchen to boil water for tea, and took a few raw burdock from the refrigerator to steer away the snow lion, and then blocked Richard with nuts. He waited until it came to an end before he could stop and catch his breath.

He poured a cup of hot tea for the old tea, and poured himself a cup, and went to the second floor while carrying it.

π has sat at the desk, turned on the computer, and is entering the password to enter the author's background of the starting point.

Zhang Zi'an knows that although π is having a good time today, he will often be foolish, and it must be a result of concern.

π may not be confident, but he has sufficient confidence, because starting this morning, he saw a lot of people mention π in an envious tone in the webpage section of the Wanghaige Forum, so the results should be no problem.

"Π, how is it?" He looked at the time, and now it has been 20 hours since it was put on the shelf, and the results will not change much.

"Squeak ..."

Although π opened the backstage, he covered his eyes and was afraid to look. It pointed at the screen and let Zhang Zi'an look at it.

Zhang Zi'an couldn't help laughing when he saw it like this. It was like when he scored in the college entrance examination. He clearly wanted to see death, but because he was afraid that he could not meet expectations, he sometimes did not dare to check it. He asked his parents or siblings for help. check.

"Well, let me see."

Zhang Zi'an pulled down his chair and looked at the screen with confidence.

Huh?

When he saw the number of subscribers, his heart tightened, and the tea in his hand almost spilled out, as if he stepped on the stairs when he went down the stairs.

what happened?

Why is the grade so bad? Only 1,000 people subscribe?

Zhang Zi'an couldn't figure out what he thought. This result was so unexpected that it made him doubt life.

"Squeak?"

π was probably more nervous when he noticed his surprised expression.

However, wait for Zhang Zi'an to put down the tea cup and look carefully ...

"Π, wait, 1, 2, 3 ... 4?"

He counted. It seemed like a few zeros just now? Behind the number 1 is actually followed by 4 zeros?

Lying down!

This is impossible!

Zhang Zi'an's first reaction was to read wrongly, or count wrongly, or the data on the website was wrong. In short, it is impossible to follow 4 zeros after 1.

He "rubbed" and "rubbed" his eyes, looked again, counted again, and refreshed the background ...

Still four zeros.

Before, Zhang Zi'an thought that π's subscription of 3,000 people was enough. It can be entered into the 'fine' product hall and will always be remembered by the starting point, but ... the real results are amazing. I would like to ask you to do one thing for me, please make sure to agree. "

He froze and stared at Pi seriously.

"Squeak?"

Seeing him being so serious, π suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, as if his face was 'white' because of insufficient blood pressure.

Zhang Zi'an took out a small blank book and a pen from the drawer and handed it to Pi.

"Π, you will definitely have a lot of fans in the future, but as your first fan, can you sign for me?"

π blinked and became more at a loss.

Zhang Zi'an finally couldn't help laughing, holding π's shoulder firmly, "π, congratulations! Your results are amazing! 10,000 people subscribed to your book! 10,000 people! Do you know? Many people Throughout his life, there may not have been 10,000 strangers he met! Now, 10,000 strangers have come together because of yours! "

π turned his head mechanically and saw the five-digit number on the screen, astonished by the wood sculpture.