Ding Min gave up his position, and Song Hanzhong felt that his heartbeat was speeding up, however, after looking at the microscope for ten minutes, Song Hanzhong's expression became more and more lost.

The results of the examination are just no results.

"It's okay, Hanzhong, the blood sample will be sent back to your R&D department first,"

Ding Min patted Song Hanzhong on the shoulder instead, and comforted: "At least it can be kept as a reference for comparison samples." It is impossible for a scientific research project to produce results in such a short cycle, and the time is still long. ”

Song Hanzhong sighed, opened the nut bag, and stuffed a few peeled pine nuts into the hamster cage.

The panda smelled the aroma of pine nuts, and its little pink nose twitched, and quickly crawled to the food box, holding the pine nuts and gnawing them.

Wen Yang, who inadvertently bumped into the experimental subject of the R&D project, was unaware, and walked around the street with a white dog and a white cat relaxedly.

The further he went, the fewer pedestrians Wen Yang found on the road.

Haishi is a large city, and its population is one of the highest in the country.

When he was a child, Wenyang once naively thought that the most prosperous place was Renmin Road, where his parents took him to visit.

As he grew older, recalling his childhood ignorance, Wen Yang had to admit that he was really a frog at the bottom of a well in the past.

However, even in a fast-growing and crowded city like Haishi = one = this = read = novel xstxt, there is also a quiet existence.

On both sides of the wide, clean road, there are leafy camphor trees planted at intervals, and clusters of tiny branches stubbornly emerge from the roots, with a few tender green leaves, swaying in the summer breeze.

There was no noise, only the chirping of cicadas coming from the high canopy.

A bird with a long tail was jumping around in a tree, and someone had told Wen Yang that this bird was a magpie.

However, in Wenyang's cognition, he always felt that the magpie seemed to be a bird in the north, and the picture of a large jujube tree growing outside the warm kang head and a gray magpie flying on the jujube tree was deeply rooted in Wenyang's mind.

Maybe there are magpies in the south, too.

The long-tailed bird fluttered its blue-winged feathers and fluttered on the branches, chirping crisply.

The chirping sound attracted Erbai, who walked to the front unconsciously.

Erbai's tail, which was originally flicking horizontally, suddenly stood up, shook rapidly, and stared at the bird in the tree motionlessly with his head held high.

Wenyang stopped Dabai, who was still moving forward.

Will Erbai go up a tree?

This was a question that Wen Yang suddenly remembered.

Wenyang's grandmother's family once had several cats, each of which could climb on the roof in one go, bask in the sun on the roof, and bite the grass stems growing in the cracks of the tiles, and the days could not be more comfortable.

It's just that some cats have good skills, and some cats have poor work, especially fat cats, and it's impossible not to step on the broken tiles every once in a while.

This is clearly recognized by Wenyang on a rainy day.

Where the tiles are trampled by cats, the rain splashes down the roof.

Then Wenyang's father will be called over, and when the rain stops, he will go to the house to repair the tiles.

Wenyang is very relieved, his brother is still a person with a childhood, and he has seen cats on the roof.

It's just that Wenyang has never seen a cat on a tree.

It's not that cats who can climb rooftops can't climb trees, but near Wenyang's childhood home, there are no big trees, just small loquat trees and bamboos like hemp poles. Cats who love to climb high look at the hemp tree, and they are also powerless.

Erbai was already staring at the gray magpie now, his muscles were tense, his two pointed ears were straight forward, and his body was twisting at a high frequency.

Legendary Electric Butt ......

Wen Yang looked at Erbai's writhing back, and a sentence suddenly popped out of his head.

Bah!

What about the festival?

Stretched out his claws and slapped himself, Wenyang, Wenyang, why do you even covet a cat's buttocks!

Just when Wenyang was criticizing and self-criticizing, Erbai moved.

Erbai kicked on his hind legs, and a white line slid down the trunk of the tree into the dense canopy.

Only a small piece of popped bark hit Wen Yang's nose to prove that Wen Yang was not dazzled.

Wen Yang tilted his head, feeling that his neck was a little sore, so he simply turned over and lay down on the green belt, turned his belly on his back, and looked hard into the leaves.

This angle is just right.

The position of the tree on the second white is the back of the gray magpie.

The gray magpie was unaware of the arrival of the crisis, and was still screaming to himself, jumping briskly among the dark green leaves, jumping two steps, then bowing his head and pecking at the feathers on his body, narcissistically grooming and dressing.

Erbai hovered in the air with one of his front legs, and when the gray magpie chirped, he took two steps forward quickly, his steps were light and silent.

Wen Yang looked at Erbai enviously.

If you wake up and find that it's not a human, it's a dog, why not a cat? How nice a cat is, it can climb trees, and no one walks the cat, so it's free every day.

If you are lucky and become a rare animal, you can still be in a wildlife sanctuary, and the keeper will feed a little fresh and non-toxic organic food every day, eat and drink without worry, and it is better than becoming a dog.

The gray magpie jumped and jumped and suddenly turned around.

Oh no, Erbai is exposed!

Wen Yang was fantasizing about why he didn't become a rare animal, and the idea came to an abrupt end.

Natural enemies!

The gray magpie found that the two whites fluttered its wings, quickly jumped high, and looked condescendingly at the white cat staring at it below.

Something unexpected happened to Wen Yang.

The branches in the high places are getting thinner and thinner, and Erbai, the two goods, drooling, actually rose to the challenge, trembling and stepping on the thinner and thinner branches, and walked towards its prey step by step.

The gray magpie is a good bird that spares its life, and of course it flies away with a wave of its wings.

Wen Yang could see that the branch that had been kicked by the gray magpie when it flew away was swaying leisurely, and even a large leaf around it was shaking.

Erbai stared blankly at the gray magpie that flew away.

Turn your head to look behind you again.

So among the trembling leaves, there was a white cat that couldn't go up or down.

Wen Yang was lying on the ground with his stomach facing the sky, staring blankly at Erbai who was standing cautiously on a thin branch that was not at all proportional to his stature.

There is a saying, if you don't do it, you won't die?

Now what?

In an instant, Wen Yang thought of calling the fire officers and soldiers and asked them to come and save Erbai.

Look at his plush dog paws, and he was strangled to death in the ground before the thought of sprouting.

Lemon isn't here, who's going to make this call?

Oops, annoying.

Da Bai also squatted on the ground with great interest, maintaining a posture of looking up and watching.

Erbai is really powerful, he can climb so high.

Looking at Da Bai, who was stupid, and Erbai who was trapped in the tree, Wen Yang covered his eyes.

I can't stand it!

The paws covered his eyes, and the thin fluff in his palms suddenly reminded Wen Yang.

Raising his hand, Wen Yang stretched his "fingers" vigorously, and several small round flesh pads were separated, and between the fine fluffs, a few sharp claws emerged.

My brother's claws once scratched through the floor tiles!

Cats can climb trees because their claws are stronger, but I have such powerful claws, maybe I can climb trees better than cats?

Erbai, who found himself in a dilemma, began to panic, standing tremblingly on the thin branches and meowing.

Da Bai also found that the situation was wrong, and walked around the tree restlessly, looking up at Erbai on the tree from time to time, and Wang responded.

Seeing that the sun was gradually turning west, Wen Yang found a stone on the spot and sharpened his claws twice.

Grind your claws and climb trees to save cats!

Learning from Erbai's appearance, Wen Yang ran a boost, jumped hard, and grabbed the rough bark with his four feet.

Why is this bark a little soft?

Why is this trunk a little thick......

Wen Yang felt that his chubby body was slowly sliding down the trunk of the tree.

At this moment, Wenyang finally knew why cats could climb trees, but dogs couldn't.

Because cats are lighter than dogs!

Just kick it up casually, okay?

Picking at the bark of the tree, Wen Yang, who had never felt that his body was so dead and heavy, clung to the trunk of the tree, and climbed up the tree with difficulty on his four legs.

Dabai spun around under the tree, screaming.

Why is there only one left on the ground?

If Dabai has watched "Spider-Man", he may feel that Wenyang at this moment is very much like a spider dog hanging on a tree.

It is estimated that after stepping seventeen or eighteen times, Wen Yang finally climbed to the fork of the first branch.

The bark on the higher parts is not as thick as on the trunk, but is a little slippery.

Carefully adjusting his posture, Wen Yang, who was squatting at the bifurcation, slowly stretched out his head and looked down.

So high!

Wen Yang's legs and stomach trembled.

Looks like cramps......

Stop, stop, don't look.

With his eyes closed, Wen Yang grabbed the branch and took a deep breath, only to open his eyes after a while, turned around with great effort, and crawled towards the branch where Erbai was squatting.

With every step, Wen Yang felt the branches under his feet sway up and down elastically, and after taking a few more steps, the soles of his feet suddenly slipped.

It's dangerous!

Reflexively, Wen Yang's sharp claws flicked out and grabbed the branches, and his chubby body shook for a while, and finally stabilized.

The heart was pounding fast.

But how is the feeling of this fingernail digging into the branch......

Because he didn't dare to look down, Wen Yang looked ahead and walked forward slowly.

When I picked it just now, I didn't have any strength to eat several nails, and there was a feeling of powerlessness on the sponge.

Slowly lowering his head, Wen Yang cautiously looked under his feet, and a black tree eye with a few leaves appeared in front of him.

Just now, I accidentally stepped on the blade, so I slipped a little.

Alas, there are minefields in the last tree.

All kinds of hardships and obstacles!

Wen Yang couldn't pose with his head tilted at a forty-five degree angle, so he could only look ahead and sigh softly.

Dabai craned his neck under the tree, snorting from time to time.

A woman carrying vegetables walked by a girl with a small schoolbag on her back, and the girl looked into the sky along the big white gaze, so she was engrossed in Wenyang, who was crossing the eye of the tree, and heard the girl scream.

"Mom, look, there's a dog in the tree!"

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