If you count the teachers in school, then Wen Yang's disgust for this guy is not the highest.

But as long as you exclude a handful of people, the guests who visited today will definitely be ranked first on the blacklist of Wenyang Communication.

That's right, it's the boy who threw the stone.

This time he didn't know what he was doing when he came to Zhang Hai, the music of the game and the sound of talking outside the door were mixed together, and Wen Yang could only hear a vague human voice.

The housekeeper habitually brought the door and walked out behind his young master.

The moment the door closed, Wen Yang saw that the decent housekeeper's brows were slightly frowned, and then he relaxed again, as if revealing a little rejection.

So, the housekeeper doesn't like this little guest downstairs either?

The TV with the pause button pressed was still showing the car speeding over the track. Just now Zhang Hai chose a relatively simple somatosensory game, as long as you control the body to the left and right sides and tilt back and forth, you can control the turning and acceleration of the car, deceleration, etc., Wenyang took the lead in more than five or six hundred meters, the end of the red flag is close at hand, and he is about to win, but he was interrupted by the boy's visit.

Staying alone in the room, Wen Yang no longer had the mind to play games, so he simply paced back and forth in the house, and when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but put his ear on the door and listened to the movement downstairs.

"This isn't your dog?"

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The boy's voice was surprised during the change of voice.

Zhang Hai disagreed: "Did I tell you that it was raised by my family?" It's not like you haven't seen those idiots in my house. Fortune, oh, it's that Alaska. During this time, I couldn't look down on my other dogs. My dad wondered if he could find a fortune-looking eye from outside and try it, but I couldn't see it. ”

Speaking of which. Zhang Hai's half-grown son sighed deeply: "The concubine is ruthless." ”

There was a brief silence in the room, and the boy's duck voice rang out again:

"It's okay, the days are long, and you will get rich and estrus in the future, and then you can match it."

Zhang Hai dragged his tone and seemed to be helpless:

"Later? Ha, I thought about it, but it's a pity that people are about to follow their masters home, what will happen in the future? I don't know how yet. We'll talk about that then. ”

The next conversation basically revolved around Wen Yang, the boy and Zhang Hai chatted, intentionally or unintentionally, asking questions, such as how did Zhang's father take a fancy to this dog, how old is this dog, it seems to be very capable of fighting, whether it is specially trained, etc.

After a while, the transformation boy yawned.

"Brother Hai. I've been sitting for a long time, it's time to go. When I had time, I came over to play, and my dad made a few compound bows, all of which were made of aviation materials. See how many pounds you can pull. ”

Zhang Hai smiled.

In New Zealand, it is a hassle to apply for a gun license, but it is not a big problem for him. The guns have all been played. Do you still care about a bow?

However, Zhang Hai still nodded: "Okay." Then you're busy. I'm going upstairs, and I'm going back to your house to bother. I'll call you. ”

In a game like racing, even the huskies are about to outperform themselves, and it's a shame to say it.

At this time, Zhang Hai had already returned upstairs.

I seem to have pressed the pause button when I went downstairs just now?

If you don't press it, and then go upstairs after a while, it won't be that you have already lost, right?

Seeing this friend who was a few years younger than himself going out and driving away in the car, Zhang Hai turned his head and ran upstairs.

"When I come back, I will tell you my name, and I will decide not to see you."

Throwing a sentence at the housekeeper, Zhang Hai pushed open the door of the game room, kicked off the slippers on his feet twice, walked to the game mat, and posed in an exaggerated martial arts pose:

"Ada——! Month and a half, see how I surpass you. Ready to get started? I'm going to press the start button. ”

Except for going downstairs at lunchtime, Wenyang stayed in the game room with Zhang Hai almost all day.

While playing the game, he kept sighing, and Zhang Hai's cognition of this husky was constantly refreshing.

Who has ever seen a dog play somatosensory games so well?

Although he is also distracted, in any case, a husky can control all parts of his limbs as flexibly and freely as a human, and make various agile and accurate reactions in the face of the huge display screen, which has to make people wonder if Wang Xing really exists.

It can't be a super dog from Wang Planet, right?

Shaking his head, Zhang Hai tried his best to get rid of this unbelievable thought.

Where did Wang Xing come from in the world, can the funny jokes on Weibo be taken seriously.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Hai could only tell himself that if his opponent was a human, he might play better, because most of his energy was focused on observing the moon and a half around him.

He could see clearly how Yue Ban waved his four fat claws and twisted his round waist.

The staggering back and forth between the game mat and the air, staring at the screen intently, acting more professional than a professional, said that it didn't shock him, it was definitely fake.

"Whew-"

After cutting fruit in the first game, Zhang Hai gasped and stopped.

"I'm so tired, let me rest for a while. How did you grow so fat and not get tired? ”

Wen Yang looked at the big word on the screen, walked to the side calmly, and lazily lay down on the thick carpet.

More fat doesn't mean your body is weak.

Besides, waving your arms to cut a fruit, you're tired?

When my brother went back to save Panda and Hitler, he galloped thousands of miles and jumped up and down, which was tiring.

took a few strawberries from the coffee table and threw them into his mouth, Zhang Hai fell on the sofa, raised his wrist lazily, and raised his two eyebrows.

"Huh? Why didn't Uncle Gong come to pick you up? ”

Turning his head to look at Zhang Hai, Wen Yang responded slightly, indicating that he understood.

This person hasn't arrived yet, and Wenyang has no problem, maybe it's a traffic jam on the road.

Looking at the tender strawberries on the coffee table, Wen Yang turned over a few times on the carpet, stopped beside the coffee table, lazily stretched out his front paws and pulled a few strawberries down, turned his face up, opened his mouth, and caught them all without leaking.

"You're too lazy......"

Zhang Hai was dumbfounded.

"Young master, a guest is here - it's here to pick up Da Mao."

There was a soft knock on the door, and the butler reported to his little master outside the door.

"Let's go!"

Zhang Hai jumped up and stroked Wenyang's head: "Hurry up!" ”

Running outside the door, Wen Yang was stunned.

Parking in the driveway was a shiny SUV that looked like an imported car and was expensive, with a man with a mustache leaning against the door and a pair of sunglasses on the bridge of his nose.

Who is this man?

Didn't you say that Gong Jiang would pick him up?

Why did someone I didn't know? (To be continued......)