Chapter Ninety-Nine: Group Stages and Official Rounds

Wen Yang raised his head and met the gaze of the boy in the voice change period, and a person and a dog glanced at each other under the porch.

Compared to the unexpected confrontation between them in a hurry last time, this time, Wen Yang could stabilize his mind and observe this person carefully.

A trace of fear came out of his eyes, and Wen Yang could see it not only in his eyes, but also in his rolling little Adam's apple.

This guy swallowed nervously.

In addition to fear, Wen Yang believed that this child still had a certain hostility towards him, and the hand that was clinging to his pants had been clenched into a tight fist, just enduring it.

After glancing up and down, Wen Yang retracted his gaze.

If the enemy does not move, I will not move.

It's time to put on two.

Anyway, in terms of animal memory, it's normal not to recognize someone they only met once a month ago.

Lowering his eyes, Wen Yang maintained an unhurried pace, walked to Zhang's father's side, flicked his tail slightly, and paid attention to their conversation.

"This is a Siberian Husky, generally called a Husky."

Dad Zhang smiled, "This husky has very special eyes, if you don't pay attention, it really looks like a wolf, no wonder you will admit your mistake." ”

The child laughed dryly, and his voice sounded a bit like a little duckling: "That's it, my eyes are a little ha, that's my mistake...... It's fighting so badly? ”

As soon as the topic changed, =one=Ben=Read=Novel=ybdu, the boy went back to this fat ...... Well, not a wolf, it's on the husky's combat effectiveness index.

"Isn't it amazing? Let's hit it a little. ”

Regarding this topic, Dad Zhang didn't want to say much, so he responded vaguely. Begin to support the child, "Zhang Hai may be upstairs. You go find it yourself, and your uncle will stay in the yard for a while. ”

The child's flattering smile. turned around and left, and glanced at Wenyang with slanted eyes.

Turning his head to look at the back of the half-grown boy, Wen Yang frowned.

This kid made a bad impression of him.

Looking at the size, the boy in the voice change period is a whole head shorter than Zhang Hai, I don't know if he is an adult, and he is around seventeen or eighteen years old.

When I think back to my seventeen or eighteenth years, I said that it sounded good, it was simple, and to be honest. It's stupid like an elm stake all day long, doesn't know how to read words and feelings, can't flatter, what kind of thing to run for class president, please the teacher, this kind of thing, has nothing to do with Wenyang. Of course, there are also people in the class who are relatively favored by the teacher, either with good grades or who can slip around.

What about this kid. Although he is young, he looks very slippery and will tend to be inflammatory.

For example, when you come to Zhang's house, it stands to reason that you are here to find Zhang Hai. The kid followed Daddy Zhang's ass and chattered first.

Don't say anything, as soon as you enter the door, you happen to run into Zhang's father's excuse, Zhang's family is so big, you have to wear several doors inside and out. If it is said to be a coincidence, who will believe it?

Nag is nag. What they talked about during the battle in Wenyang, Wenyang didn't pay attention. But when Wen Yang heard the conversation later, eighty percent of them were praising and echoing.

With this dialogue and this expression, he couldn't do it even if he was killed on his body.

This is the attitude towards the rich.

And what about the weak?

Wen Yang remembered that he was not like this to himself at that time, even when Song Hanzhong came, he scolded while running, and seized every opportunity to smash himself before leaving, with an extremely bad attitude.

Seeing that the boy was gone, Dad Zhang pulled out a chair and sat down, rubbed his temples, and sighed as he looked at the husky at his feet.

"I didn't see that I could play so well when I read the comics. Come on, let's sleep in the house tonight, I want you to sleep in the yard, and you won't be killed. ”

Oh, it turns out that I asked myself to come to the yard to allocate housing.

Looking at the kennel on the top of the slope on the lawn, and then at the fortune wagging his tail at him on the edge of the kennel, Wenyang was a little glad that he had a fight, otherwise he would have to live in this row of "camping cabins", maybe he would have to squeeze a nest with this Alaska......

Thinking of this, the pointed ears of the spirit drooped down, and the tail that shook slightly was clinging to the important parts, and I couldn't help but shiver all over my body.

It's terrible to provoke!

The housekeeper had already roughly checked the condition of the three dogs, and the injured black back in the yard was quietly carried away on a stretcher by the foreign doctor who was called by the housekeeper.

The other two dogs also subsided the urge to continue to find fault with Wenyang at this time, whimpered and ran back to the kennel to lie down aggrievedly, touching each other's noses, you lick me, I lick you, it became a comfort to each other, and it looked a little pitiful.

That's it, if you can't beat it, you still have to fight, is it asking for your own hardship?

Now you know that you are pitiful?

sighed and sighed, Wenyang followed Zhang's father back to the house.

Since the original plan to let the husky live in the kennel has failed, it is necessary to find another place in the house.

Just after rescuing the black-backed butler, he was instructed again to find a fluffy thin duvet and a feather pillow.

The down was folded in half and folded in half, folded into four stacks, and a down pillow was thrown on top of it, and placed on the large wooden banquet chair on the first floor.

"You just sleep on this,"

Dad Zhang pointed to the duvet spread on the chair, "The wooden chair is too hard, and it is uncomfortable to sleep." Have a good rest for a while, don't make a fuss at night, and take you to play with Facai tomorrow. ”

Dad Zhang is really careful and caring, and even the dog's sleep problem is well considered, and he is worthy of being a successful businessman, and all aspects can be arranged in place. After listening to the first half of the sentence, Wen Yang couldn't help but give a thumbs up. Immediately after the second half of the sentence, Wen Yang's face turned green again.

What are you happy about?

A duvet buys a festival?

Today is just the group stage, tomorrow is the official game!

Lying on the soft duvet with mixed feelings, Wenyang couldn't sleep well after turning over and over, dreaming.

In the dream, Wen Yang and Fa Cai looked at each other in the kennel, and then Fa Cai rubbed left and right licked him, and when the last one swooped over, the dream woke up.

I had the same dream several times over and over again, and after waking up suddenly at a critical moment, Wen Yang couldn't sleep anymore, or didn't dare to sleep, and lay on the duvet in a daze, and it was easy to keep to the curtain to reveal a touch of light.

Jumping off the guest chair, Wen Yang walked to the window, squeezed out through the curtains, and leaned on the glass to look at the sky overhead.

As this is a villa area, the surrounding space is extremely open, and the sky can be seen as far as the eye can see. Just on the edge of the moon, there was an extremely bright star, Wen Yang knew very little, that star was called the Morning Star.

The sky was white, and on the lawn at the entrance of the villa area there was a swaggering fortune, a Samoyed and a black-backed follow, like two bodyguards.

It seems that there is some passage in the backyard that leads directly to the front yard, right?

Wen Yang imagined the structure of the Zhang family's house, but Fa Cai seemed to feel the gaze from the side, and twisted his head to the side of the glass window. (To be continued......)