Pet King

Because of being repeatedly fooled, Fina's commitment to Zhang Zi'an was really uninteresting, and lazily taught the kittens to dance, a look of inefficiency.

The language of cats is naturally not as colorful as human languages. Fina cannot make kittens understand how to dance just by meowing a few times. It must demonstrate in person, and show them to kittens to let them remember. And understand.

The exact same dance posture was interpreted differently by Fina and kittens. The kittens imitated every movement of Fina ignorantly, but often stumped the left leg with the right leg, and stumbled and rolled into a ball, with a gray-faced face that could not help but want to hug. As for what Fina ’s dance is like, just look at the snow lion that has become the eye of the star. That's called a **** tadpole ... no, it's a tadpole!

The dance of kittens is born from the group dance of the Korean and Japanese women's groups, especially the dance of the Korean women's group, which emphasizes the performers' waist and legs all the time. Fina is slender and well-formed, and is considered to be a long leg in a cat, and often makes a snow lion of conceit and beauty conceal herself. The walking posture of cats is imaginative in many ways, so it has the reputation of "cat step". If anyone sees Fina's dance, it may give birth to a new word-cat dance.

Zhang Zi'an neither fiddled with the tent nor fiddled with the barbecue grill, relying on reading the manual several times before trying to figure it out. After lighting up the fuel, he first boiled the water, brewed the tea leaves brought from the country, and passed the old tea. Lao Cha lay on the camping chair comfortably, squinting his eyes and overlooking the Los Angeles scene. From this small mound, you can see vaguely different high-rise buildings

"Zi'an, this Los Angeles is really big!" Laocha's tone revealed a rare wonder. "Are all the buildings in the distance? This is much bigger and more prosperous than Binhai!"

"Of course, Mr. Tea." Zhang Zi'an laughed and poured tea on it. "Binhai is only a medium-sized city in China, which is different from the international metropolises like Los Angeles. Wait until the night, you see , I heard that the night view of Los Angeles is also very beautiful, it is a city that never sleeps. "

Old Tea nodded with anticipation. "That would be worthwhile."

Richard fluttered around with his wings fluttering, fluttering this fluttering and fluttering that, although not flying high, it was as annoying as a fly. Zhang Zi'an warned it not to land on the barbecue, even if it was to fall, pluck the hair first, otherwise it would not be delicious.

Xinghai explored on small mounds. Due to the warm weather in Los Angeles, even in winter, there is rarely rain and snow. The bushes and bushes on the mounds are still lush.

Zhang Zi'an used the oven to grill meat at home, not to mention the first use of a barbecue grill in the wild, messed up, his face was smoked into a large flower face, and the meat was roasted several times. When eating, Fina complained as usual about picking and choosing, while Zhang Zi'an left and right ears as usual.

In the afternoon, the soft sunlight made people feel tired and tired. Zhang Zi'an lined up the tarpaulin and camping chair. Everyone put on a blanket and siesta in the sun. He also put on a blindfold.

He was awakened by the sound of Richard's flapping wings and quack. When he took off his blindfold, he found that the sun had slanted westward, and he slept for two or three hours.

Fina seems to have completed the task of training kittens to dance, and those kittens are playing hide and seek with Xinghai. Lao Cha saw him awake, stretched out his cat's claw and pointed at another small mound far away, and asked, "Zi'an, where is that?"

There are several English letters on the small mound, far from here, and it is not clear during the day. At this time, due to the angle of the sun's rays, those letters are just shining.

"That's the famous Hollywood, the center of the world film industry." Zhang Zi'an explained, "Many of the movies your elderly people watch actually come from there."

"Oh!" Old Tea said in surprise. "So, isn't that where the masters gather?"

"No, most of the kung fu masters in the movie rely on stunts. Those actors who can use three-legged cats are enough to brag for a lifetime." Zhang Zi'an lowered his voice and quietly said to Lao Cha: "But there are Many interesting places are worth visiting, and I will take you to play in two days. "

Having said that, Zhang Zi'an watched the Xinghai and the kittens run farther and farther, fearing that they might be in danger. To know that because of the mild temperature in Los Angeles, there are snakes even in winter, they hurried to take care of them and not let them densely bush Somewhere to run.

In winter, it gets dark early. After supper, it was almost night in the blink of an eye.

"Master Tea, look over there!" Zhang Zi'an gestured to the distance.

Los Angeles at the beginning of the lantern was breathtakingly beautiful. It was a dreamy world composed of light spots. Several flowing flowing rivers of light, thick and thin, bright and dark, meander and twist according to the terrain, and finally converged into the ocean of light. Colorful neon lights, like countless round pebbles, are immersed in the river of light and allowed to wash away. In a certain area of ​​Gwanghae, the lights are bright and bright like daylight, where the city center of Los Angeles is full of land and gold. The sky above Gwanghae seemed to be shrouded in a layer of glowing mist, and the stars were overshadowed.

Not only old tea, but even Fina, Snow Lion, and Xinghai were attracted to it. Only Richard could not see anything because of the night blindness of the parrot, and squawked in annoyance.

"Shiny stuff ..."

Fina looked fascinated, and all the sullenness with Zhang Zi'an during the day was swept away. Its pupils are very wide, and the reflective film at the bottom of the eye condenses the light and then radiates it again at twice the brightness. The so-called opal and tiger's eye are all dwarfed by their eyes.

Seen from behind Fina, its silhouette is almost the same as the statue of a cat **** thrown in the corner of the store.

The snow lion stared at Fina's side face indifferently, and for a moment looked dumb.

"Xinghai, look at our heads again," Zhang Zi'an reminded.

Xinghai raised her small face and exclaimed: "Meow ~ so many stars!"

Since that tea-tasting on the roof of the pet shop, Zhang Zi'an has been thinking about it, taking Xinghai to see the stars in the wild, but has been delayed because of all kinds of entanglements. Although Binhai is not a big city, it is in the center of the city, and the light pollution is still very serious, and the air quality in winter is not very good.

The dazzling Milky Way hangs near the horizon, like a lightsaber obliquely inserted on a hill with Hollywood landmarks.

Zhang Zi'an's location is not the best place for stargazing, but fortunately, nobody disturbs them. Except for the direction of downtown Los Angeles, the starry sky on the other three sides is very clear.

Xinghai was running excitedly on the top of the mountain. Whether it is in a pet shop or in the green space behind the pet shop, there is no such vast space, let it have a good time today.

Old tea brass-colored eyes ~ www.readwn.com ~ The brightness is not inferior to Fina, but it is more stable, not as suffocating as Fina's eyes. It gazed at the Los Angeles River crossing Los Angeles, slowly chanting: "The stars are falling in plains, the moon is flowing. The flutter is like nothing, heaven and earth are sandgulls."

Richard couldn't see anything because of night blindness, and felt that he was suffering. He couldn't help but shouted, "Quack! What a world, a sand gull? It's a world, a parrot!"

Its words made everyone smile, and immediately dilute the meaning of Xiao Suo in the poem.

Zhang Zi'an looked up occasionally, and suddenly his eyes brightened, yelling at the sky: "Look! It's a shooting star!"

Everyone looked up, and a bright shooting star dragged its long tail across the sky from west to east, just passing above them. They turned their heads as the shooting star trailed, staring into God, even Richard pretending to be visible.

"Make a wish," Zhang Zi'an said eagerly.

Everyone silently stared at the ephemeral shooting star, and made their own different wishes near the city of angels.