It's really tiring to complain desperately early in the morning, but the snow lion always makes people have to complain, who does it think is a Pan donkey like Ximenqing Deng Xiaoxian?

Among the elves in the pet store, only the snow lion is long-haired, and the other cats, dogs, and monkeys are short-haired, so only it must be shaved, of course, it does not mean that it has to be shaved as smooth as the Sphynx cat, and there is no hair at all and no sun protection, but at least it must be shaved very short, based on the current hair length of the snow lion, it will probably be cut to only one-tenth of the length.

But the snow lion doesn't want to shave, is it easy for it to grow such a long hair? How many raw brisket does it take to grow so oily and slippery?

If it's a straight black girl with waist-length hair, she will definitely be reluctant to cut it.

But if the snow lion is going to follow Egypt, it must be shortened.

Zhang Zi'an let it think about it for himself, and stopped paying attention to it for the time being, because he always felt that talking to it would lower his style.

Snow Lion and Richard were making a lot of noise, and the other elves couldn't sleep and got up one after another.

After Feimas woke up, he lay on the spot and was stunned for a long time, as if he had finally distinguished between dream and reality, and then ran downstairs with a dog biscuit to clean his mouth - Zhang Zi'an felt that Richard should learn more from others.

Usually, π is not the first to get up, but he does not deliberately lie in bed, always wake up and turn on the computer, and then take advantage of the time when the computer starts to run to wash his face, and just enter the desktop after washing.

But for a few days, it was listless in the morning, and even when it woke up, it was lying in a hanging basket rattan chair with its eyes blank and staring at the ceiling, dazed.

Zhang Zi'an knew that it must be worried about its fate, and tried his best to comfort it, making it believe in the party and the government, and believing that the website would return its innocence, but even he knew that empty comfort without substance was really pale and powerless.

Many book lovers heard about it through other channels, and they also sent messages to encourage and support it, and to give advice to it. It was very gratifying, but it didn't help, because most of its book friends were young people and teenagers in their twenties, and there were no people who really held real power.

π by being recognized by readers, I finally got rid of my depressed state, and now I may fall back into it at any time.

Zhang Zi'an walked over, pretending to comfort easily: "π, why don't you take a long vacation, let the website handle this matter, let's go to Egypt to relax, maybe when we come back from Egypt, all the criticism has dissipated like a cloud of smoke......

π rolled over, his face slammed against the wall, and curled up tighter on his knees.

Zhang Zi'an sighed secretly, but he really had the intention to kill the thief and was powerless, and this matter was completely beyond the scope of his and the readers' capabilities.

"Meow~"

Xinghai also woke up, rubbed his eyes and jumped out of the crib, turned his head to see Zhang Zi'an, who was worried about π, ran briskly to the hanging basket, stood up, put his two front paws on the hanging basket, and pushed the hanging basket hard, making the hanging basket swing like a swing.

"Meow~π, get up!"

π still didn't turn his face, just waved a hand, meaning don't bother me, let me be quiet.

Zhang Zi'an gave Xinghai a look, meaning that let's not disturb the π, give it some time, and let it be alone for a while.

Xinghai didn't seem to notice his eyes, and didn't give π a chance to lick his wounds alone, and pushed a hanging basket again, "Meow~π, get up!

π pulled up the blanket in a panic and covered her ass.

"Meow~Get up~ You haven't written a new chapter today!" Xinghai kept shaking the hanging basket, "Xinghai will keep shaking until you get up!"

π was shaken so dizzily that he was really going to vomit if he shook it again, so he could only turn over and sit up from the rattan chair and pull the sling to stop the hanging basket from swaying.

"Squeak!"

π was a little angry and gestured to Xinghai, meaning why don't you let me be quiet.

Zhang Zi'an was afraid that the two of them would quarrel, so he hurriedly said: "π, since you have gotten up, let's go down and take a walk, or play with everyone, if you have anything to say, you can also tell everyone, don't always hold it in your heart." ”

π shook his head, indicating that there was nothing to say.

Zhang Zi'an knows that his personality is very introverted, and his introverted personality is sometimes more difficult to relieve depression.

In addition, he also wondered a little, Xinghai was not Richard's disgusting character, knowing that π was in a bad mood, why did he always pestering π today? Even Richard has eyesight, and he can see that π is very depressed, and he will not deliberately provoke π at this time.

Xinghai jumped lightly and jumped onto the desk.

Since it is used every day, the screen of the laptop is always on, and Xinghai stretched out his front paws and pressed the power button.

Toot –

The computer screaked, the hard drive creaked, and the boot screen flashed across the screen.

"Meow~π, if you don't write it, Xinghai will write it for you!"

Xinghai didn't just talk casually, but really fiddled with the mouse and typed the keyboard indiscriminately.

π loves it like life, and it is also afraid that Xinghai will break the computer, so it can't care about continuing to be depressed in a hurry, so it quickly jumps out of the rattan chair, jumps on the chair, and spreads its arms like a baby to protect the laptop.

Xinghai has jumped to the side in advance.

"Meow~ That's right!"

Xinghai flicked his tail and happily ran down the stairs to play hide and seek with the Abyssinian cat. In the past, it always warmed up with Mei Short on the second floor, but since it returned Mei Short to Aunt Liu, it has omitted the warm-up link.

π was depressed and helpless, but since he had gotten up and couldn't continue to lie in bed, he just sat in front of the computer as usual.

After a few moments, the computer booted up and the chat tool was automatically logged in.

Dididi——

The head of the bald monk in charge flashed, showing a message.

π hesitated for a moment, timidly not daring to click to view the message, because in the past few days, bad news has come one after another, and it has been hit to the point that it has almost lost all its courage.

Zhang Zi'an also saw from the side that as a bystander, he had a stronger psychological endurance.

"Look, maybe it's good news. He put his hand on π's shoulder and said.

π hung his head and was silent.

"Alright, I'll take a look at it for you. If it's good news, I'll tell you. He sighed. If it's bad news, there's no need to say it, there's already too much bad news.

He held the mouse instead of π and clicked to view.

The message of the editor-in-charge is only a short sentence: Leave the clouds open and see the moon.