"Abu, come after me!"

The black child let out a silver bell-like laugh, but just as he looked back at the beagle.

A small pebble was suddenly stepped on under his feet, and the whole body of the inertial child pounced forward.

For a moment, a frightened expression appeared on his face, but the black child's first reaction was not to protect himself with his arms.

He was seen holding the kennel above his head to prevent him from being thrown to the ground.

Seeing such a scene, the pedestrians on the side of the road were also shocked.

'Bang! ’

There was a loud sound, and the black child fell face down and fell to the ground.

'Bang! ’

There was another sound, and the kennel, which had not forgotten to lift even if it had fallen head-on, flew away from the black child's hands by inertia.

'Woohoo'

The little beagle immediately barked twice, jumped up to his master, stuck out his tongue and licked his master.

"Stop."

At the same time, Wang Sicong shouted to stop the carriage.

"Kid, are you alright?" I saw Sicong's face a little anxious, stepped out in two steps, came to the child, and helped the child who fell.

"It's okay, thank you!"

saw the child who was lifted up, wiped his face suddenly, didn't even care about the dust on his body, and answered softly.

Then he quickly ran forward to the kennel, it should be that the pain has not passed, and the running appearance is limping.

There was a worried look on that little face.

I heard a cry of 'wow', and the black child burst into tears, and tears began to pour down.

'Woo Woo Woo'

Abu wagged his tail and barked around his master, and from time to time he used his nose to arch the improvised kennel that was scattered all over the place.

"Abu, I'm sorry."

After a while, I saw the black child crouching down and sobbing while petting the beagle.

"Is there anything I can do for you? Dear sir. ”

With a smile on his face, Sicong walked in front of the child and the dog, and bent down to deliberately make a greeting etiquette.

"Hello sir!" Hearing Sicong's voice, the child's eyes widened and reddened, and he replied.

There was a hint of curiosity in his voice: "It's all my fault, I broke Abu's house!" ”

As he spoke, there were tears in his big eyes.

Gradually, a lot of people began to come around and watch what was happening here.

And during the day, Gu Sangyu and others also stopped the carriage and looked at Wang Sicong not far away.

"I didn't expect Sicong to have such a gentle side." Xie Miyan smiled and quipped.

"I probably touched the softest place in Sicong's heart." During the day, he looked at Sicong's appearance of comforting the child, and said with the corners of his mouth hooked.

"I was impressed, I thought our Sicong would only soak women."

Xie Miyan blinked and muttered in a low voice.

"Do you know the profession of an architect?" At this moment, he saw Sicong half-squatting on the ground, looking at the child and asking.

"Yes." The child rubbed his eyes, looked at the big brother in front of him with some curiosity, and said, "My father told me that architects design houses!" ”

"The tallest building in our Bahamas was designed by an architect."

The child's voice is crisp and full of innocence.

In this way, I forgot all the bad kennels.

At this moment, Daytime noticed that on the other side of the crowd, there was a middle-aged man dressed as a tourist, who took out his SLR camera at the beginning, turned on the camera mode and aimed at Sicong.

"Then I'll tell you, brother, I'm an architect!"

I only saw Sicong deliberately pretending to be very proud and said.

"Wow brother, that's amazing!" Sicong easily diverted the child's attention, only to hear the child say with a look of adoration on his face.

"But my kennel was broken." However, it was not long before the child lowered his head again, looked at the scattered kennels, and said in a low voice.

"My brother can even design high-rise buildings, and it's not easy to help you design a dog house!" Sicong said with a smile on his face.

Most people in the Bahamas speak English, so there is no such thing as a language barrier. One big and one small started to communicate.

'Wow! ’

Hearing Sicong's words, the people around were stunned!

At first, they didn't understand what this yellow-skinned young man was going to do, but now they understood!

Good guys, this is to design a house for this pet!

Suddenly, everyone present began to discuss.

"This boy" saw that Bai Bai chuckled violently, and whispered in his mouth.

Wang Sicong squatted down and had a brief communication with the little child, understanding some of the most basic environments in the child's home.

I saw Sicong stand up, walk to the carriage, and take out a sketchbook from the car.

It's normal for architects to carry a sketchbook with them. When you meet your favorite building, taking out a pen is to record one building after another.

With a sketchbook in hand, Sicong returned to the child.

Then he sat down on the ground under the gaze of all the people, and sat opposite the child.

I don't care about the so-called image, and I don't care if the ground is clean or not.

"Abu, come here." Sicong stretched out a hand and whispered to the little beagle.

It's also strange that the beagle dog is not afraid of life at all, and he sneaked into Sicong's arms as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

"Good guy, it's pretty heavy!"

Wang Sicong had a bright smile on his face, and his hands were either made into a tie shape, or he stroked various parts of the beagle.

In a few minutes, Sicong measured the whole body of the little dog.

After taking the measurements, Sicong took out his pen and jotted down the data in his sketchbook.

"Isn't Abu very active?" Sicong put down his pen and asked as he looked at the child who was staring at him with wide eyes.

"That's right, that's right! Abuko is active and likes new things. ”

After receiving an accurate answer, Sicong sat cross-legged on the ground without the slightest scruples. Putting the sketchbook on his lap, it turned out to be a design prepared on the spot.

All of a sudden, more and more people began to surround him, and the tourist not far away carefully filmed and recorded Wang Sicong's every move.

The SLR camera began to zoom in and place it on the sketchbook in front of Sicong.

"What is this guy doing?" The passer-by who came in later asked with some curiosity.

"He's designing a house for that little beagle!" Someone explained.

"What? Designing a house for pets? He is? ”

"He's an architect! The kid had just broken the kennel and was met by the kind architect. ”

The crowd of onlookers repeated the reason for the incident again and again.

Everyone's curiosity is hooked, what would the house that the architect designed for the dog look like?

A big question arose in everyone's minds!

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