Meow Ba

Chapter 24
Yesterday was the first day of reporting, and Lorraine took him out for a big meal at night, but Ron didn't go out for a stroll.

Today Ron has surveyed the surrounding environment twice, and he has a basic understanding of the Orange County Police Headquarters, and since Lorraine and Fisher did not come back, Ron couldn't bear it anymore and decided to go out for a walk.

Jumping on the window sill, the street lamps outside were surrounded by small moths just like yesterday, and the sky was not bad, with the moon, which clearly reflected the corners except the range illuminated by the street lamps.

"Meow~"

With a pleasant cry in the breeze blowing across the window sill, Ron jumped down, landed on the lawn soundlessly, and walked towards the playground.

According to what Ron knew about Lorraine's peeing, most of them were practiced on the playground. After all, the Diesel family's family training is to do nothing but do the best.

Falling off the balance beam so many times in a row today has already made Lorraine lose face, and he will never give up until he gets it back.

As for Fisher, he was probably dragged by Lorraine. After all, he is so big, it is basically impossible not to touch the camouflage net.

Following the stone path on the lawn, Ron quickly walked through the gap between the dormitory building and the playground, and came to the stone that he had slumped in the morning. On the stone were two sweaty clothes and a few packets of potato chips. Look at the style. It was the camouflage uniform that Lorraine and the others wore during training.

Turning his head to the playground, in the cold moonlight, there were two figures, one black and one white, running back and forth between the balance beam and the camouflage net. Ron could even see the white steam rising from Lorraine's forehead by the moonlight.

Fisher, on the other hand, struggled more under the camouflage net—he and Lorraine had obviously learned from each other, and he was desperately lowering his body.

Although this will make the range of motion of the elbows smaller, it will speed up the forward speed because the upper part of the body is not in contact with the camouflage net.

However, looking at the dark mass in the camouflage net, Ron's thoughts suddenly turned a corner.

It is said that the best-selling mobile phone in Africa is not Apple, nor Coarse Foods, nor Hua X, but a little-known Chinese brand: Transsion.

why?

Because this Chinese brand has solved a major problem for blacks to use mobile phones - taking pictures.

Ron had seen many funny photos of black people on the Internet before. As long as the photos were taken at night or in a dark environment, black people would have their own invisible function, and they could only be found through their eyes and teeth.

Relying on the establishment of a special action team, this Chinese brand collected a large number of photos of black Africans, analyzed and improved facial contours, exposure compensation, and imaging effects, and developed a beauty mode for users with black skin, and positioned them through eyes and teeth , enhanced exposure, and successfully helped African consumers take satisfactory photos in dark environments.

Naturally, efforts will pay off. This mobile phone brand occupied 40.00% of the African market share in the era of Ron's rebirth, and became the king of mobile phone exports in Dragon Country.

I wonder if Fisher needs such a mobile phone?
"Tear~"

Looking at it is also boring, Ron glanced at the potato chips on the stone, picked out a bag of light green packaging and tore it open, and immediately a fresh smell wafted out - Ron hooked a piece from it, and looked at the two Sweating on the playground, slumped beside the stone, and ate contentedly.

…………

"Fischer, how are you doing?"

It was past eight o'clock, and Lorraine got off the balance beam panting—the two had practiced for a full two hours after dinner.

Lorraine was already able to pass the balance beam at a relatively slow speed without falling off. As for Fisher, he climbed out from the other end of the camouflage net and answered while panting.

"It's almost there. Although the speed is relatively slow, at least it won't touch the camouflage net."

"Then we should go back."

"Take a shower and go to bed early, and I will continue training tomorrow!"

After breathing more smoothly, Lorraine beckoned Fisher to the stone where the clothes and snacks were placed. Training will continue tomorrow, and it is quite necessary to ensure adequate sleep.

Of course, before going back to the dormitory to go to bed, Lorraine planned to eat some snacks to supplement the physical strength he put in tonight's extra training, because the five o'clock dinner had already been digested.

"Huh? Why is there a pack missing?"

"I remember that I bought four packs."

Picking up the camouflage uniform, Lorraine picked up the shopping bag and wanted to eat while walking, but he didn't find his favorite flavor in the shopping bag. He groped carefully, and there were still only three bags.

"Could it be that you are too tired today? Do you think three packs are four packs?"

With some doubts, he tore open a packet of barbecue flavor, Lorraine ate while thinking, Fisher followed from behind, and the two walked towards the dormitory.

While Lorraine and Fisher didn't notice in the bushes, Ron carefully hid half a bag of potato chips, pressed the seal with a stone, and tried to ensure that no bugs would crawl in—today's dinner was a bit full , Ron couldn't eat half a bag of potato chips, so he decided to hide it and eat it tomorrow when he came to see Lorraine for training.

After doing all this, Ron raised his tail and emerged from the bushes, followed Lorraine and Fisher, and walked towards the dormitory.

…………

"Meow~"

"Hey, Orange, how are you doing today?"

Ron took a shortcut and arrived at the dormitory earlier than the two of Lorraine. Just as he jumped into Lorraine's wardrobe, the door of the dormitory opened.

Fisher looked up at Ron and said hello - people don't fight with cats, Lorraine invited him to a Mexican dinner yesterday, and he forgave Ron.

Fisher was followed by Lorraine. While eating potato chips, he was still thinking about why he regarded three packs as four packs. After all, only eight dollars left in his pocket was genuine.

Fisher went to take a shower first, and Lorraine put the unopened potato chips on the table, stood by the window sill, and handed a piece of potato chips to Ron on the cabinet—he had already shared the snack time with Ron became a habit.

But to Lorraine's surprise, today's Ron did not take the potato chips with his front paws, but pushed them back, which made Lorraine nervous.

"Orange, are you okay?"

Regardless of the strong smell of sweat on his body, Lorraine climbed onto the bed, hugged Ron from the cabinet next to the bed, and checked it over and over again—the fat all over Ron's body swayed with Lorraine's actions There were waves, and even the fluffy balls swayed from side to side.

"Meow!"

Man, I'm fine, I'm just a little full.

can you put me down
Watching Lorraine's actions speechlessly, Ron let out a meow to indicate that he was fine.

After checking, Lorraine did not find any signs of depression in Ron, and was about to put him down, but suddenly looked at Ron's cat face and frowned.

At the same time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the dormitory.

(End of this chapter)