Pet King

After entering the store, I looked at it casually. The first thing that caught her attention was the statue of the cat god-it was difficult to not pay attention. It squatted beside the second automatic door and stared indifferently like a door god. In and out guests.

She crouched down a few steps and whispered a card standing in front of the statue of the cat god, which said the origin of the statue of the cat god. Somehow, the attitude of the cat **** statue always reminded her of the golden cat she had seen at the door of the church. Since that glance, she has been so impressed.

"Can the cat statue be photographed?" She asked.

No one responded.

She asked a second time, and Lu Yiyun replied without raising her head: "anywhere."

I took my mobile phone and took a selfie photo with the cat **** statue, and posted it to the circle of friends.

She saw Luo Qingyu still talking to people, and took a few steps outside in boring. She thought that Lu Yiyun, who was sitting behind the checkout counter, was playing games with her head down. She saw the fast-moving pressure-sensitive pen, and curiously poked her head over and looked at it.

"Wow! You draw so well!" Wu exclaimed.

Lu Yiyun felt that the nostrils were itchy and wanted to sneeze. He rubbed his nose and found that a long black hair floated just under his nose. She blushed slightly when she heard the praise, and although many customers have praised her for drawing well, she is still not used to it.

"Uh? Do you have a serial comic on Weibo? Is it called Xinyun?" Lu's gaze fell on the lower right corner of the screen, recognizing Lu Yiyun's signature.

Lu Yiyun froze, "You know?"

"Of course, I watched every issue!" I said excitedly, "Well, why didn't you serialize it later? Did you move to any website?"

"No, I didn't draw that one later because no one saw it." Lu Yiyun shook his head sadly.

"But I'm watching! I like your style very much, and I'm still worried about not seeing the ending!" I pointed at myself.

Lu Yiyun was a little bit happy, but she could meet her readers here, but she was awkward for a long time before she said, "I'm sorry ..."

"It doesn't matter, do you plan to serialize another comic?" He asked his arms carefully at the cash register.

Lu Yiyun hesitated, and whispered, "Maybe a new comic series will start soon ..."

She had previously drawn the story of Zhang Zi'an, Cathy, and the Abyssinian cat into a short story, and she was very conscious, and she intentionally expanded it into a long story.

"Wow! That's great! By the way, I occasionally participate in some, and when your comics are hot, I'll go to a character in cos, how?" 莛 瀛 asked expectantly.

"OK ... OK." Lu Yiyun nodded.

"That's OK!" I patted the table straight up, "I won't bother you drawing."

Although it was just a few rude sentences, it gave Lu Yiyun a great boost like a heart-strengthening agent—someone was watching my comics and liked it. It feels good to be recognized!

Just then, Luo Qingyu greeted her and said to her, "Remember this man? You met him before the church."

I looked at Zhang Zi'an, shook his head and said, "I'm not impressed."

Luo Qingyu said perfunctoryly: "It's okay, anyway, he is a passerby's face, and it's normal to remember."

"Your face is a passerby's face!" This is what Zhang Zi'an cannot bear the most. How could such a handsome face be a passerby's face? He pushed Luo Qingyu aside and introduced himself: "I'm the manager here, surnamed Zhang, do you want to buy a cat?"

Luo Qingyu came again with a cheeky face, and said to her: "What kind of cat you want to say directly, you are welcome, he promised me to give you a discount. Although the cat here is slightly more expensive, but the first is pedigree No problem, the second is dancing! "

"Dancing?" I stunned, thinking I heard it wrong.

"Really, if you don't believe me, the store manager will let the kitten jump for her?" Luo Qingyu whispered, and quietly took the camera out of the camera bag.

When the pet shop opened last time, Luo Qingyu was stunned by the kittens who danced in a group. For a while, she forgot to take a picture, especially when the four Abyssinian cats danced ballet. Gan and Li Kun banned him from using the flash, and his photography skills were very poor, which led to the blurring of several photos, a ghost image. He wanted to take a few pictures this time to go back with him.

However, Zhang Zi'an had already seen through his mind and ignored him. Instead, he asked his wife, "What kind of cats do the guests want to have and what special requirements do you have? I can help you with your advice."

"Um ... the kittens here really dance?" I was still struggling with this question.

Zhang Zi'an nodded slightly. "Yes, every kitten here will dance, but dancing is just the icing on the cake. Don't just buy one just because they can dance. In that case, wait for freshness and you will Feeling bored and bored is the same as the ancient Menglang behavior of buying and returning pearls. Guests should first consider why they should buy cats, and then talk about your needs. "

I was surprised, because dancing is obviously the biggest selling point of the kittens here. If I change to someone else, I will definitely seize this merit. But the manager did not make full use of this selling point, but advised her not to. Buy 椟 and return pearls. She thought about it, and felt that the metaphor was very appropriate-the kitten itself is a pearl, dancing is just decoration and embellishment, to enhance the added value of the kitten, if you buy pearls for cricket, it is obviously an upside-down behavior.

Because of this, she made a good first impression on the manager and added a bit of trust.

Luo Qingyu did not understand the deep meaning of Zhang Zi'an's remarks. He only wanted to take photos, and was very disappointed when he heard the words. He kept muttering beside him, but he was ignored by Zhang Zi'an.

"Well ... I haven't figured it out yet, can you just take a look at it first?" 莛 瀛 瞟 toward the kittens playing indoors.

"Yes." Zhang Zi'an simply agreed. It's good to just look at it, what if you can match your eyes?

I took a few steps and suddenly felt two strange sights falling on myself. She only looked at the kittens on the ground before, when she looked up, she saw Fina on the cat's climbing frame.

Wow! Isn't this the golden cat you met at the door of the church!

Xing Xing rushed forward and waved at Fina, "Hi! Hello, kitten!"

Fina looked at her because she felt familiar, but she hated being called a kitten, and closed her eyes lazily.

I know the pride of it, not only do I not feel left out, but I like it even more. If it is my own cat, it will be fine, but unfortunately the owner will not sell it, so I do n’t need to know.

She stopped to look at Fina for a while, and the more she liked the more she could only hold back her head, otherwise she couldn't help but want to touch it.

There are many kittens in the store, chasing each other, making trouble, playing, happily passing by her feet, and there are a few good-looking kittens cuddling together, carefully licking each other's hair, one The vice-loving looks.

When she heard something moving above her head ~ www.readwn.com ~, she looked up with a few pairs of eyes when she looked up.

Several cats are squatting side by side on a dark brown wooden shelf, with a robust shape, small and delicate cheeks, and chocolate-colored hair exuding a mysterious and deep luster under the light, especially those eyes, flashing like amber, as if passing by After a long time of training.

She didn't know that it was an Abyssinian cat, but this scene reminded her of something, something that had caused her to touch her mind.

He turned around, staring at Zhang Zi'an, and asked softly, "Manager, how do you teach them to dance?"

"Because I'm a cat-tamer." Zhang Zi'an replied for granted.

Cat tamer?

Suddenly clenched, she immediately asked, "Can you also understand cat language?"

Huh?

The word "also" surprised Zhang Zi'an.