From Spencer Mao, Clarence Mao, to Woodbridge Mao, Tong Jun and Xia Wei discussed more, the longer Wenyang's stage name seemed to be.

Taking it out of context to cut his originally earthy dog name "Da Mao" in half, only taking the word "Mao", and then putting a British aristocratic surname in front of "Mao", it was a bad idea that Tong Whimsical Jun came up with. After a while, he just said that the stage name didn't need to be too high, and then he changed his mind, saying that such an extraordinary dog must have a stage name that matches its intelligence and talent to be enough to shock the whole of China.

"It seems a little awkward,"

Xia Wei muttered about these alternative stage names, and after a while, he began to be confused, and Woodbridge had to be bizarre, and his eyes were in dizzy and distressed protest: "Can't you make a simple one?" It's so complicated, how can I remember! ”

"Simple, simple, ......"

Tong Jun paced in the room and pondered, silent.

Wen Yang doesn't object to Tong Jun making a micro-comic based on himself, but this stage name is too ridiculous, he is obviously the cutest husky in the world, okay, and he is not the short-legged corgi of the Queen of England, what kind of aristocratic name of five or six words is a slippery one, this half-earth, half-ocean, don't mention how awkward it sounds.

Lying in a pile of trampled and messy sketches, Wen Yang was extremely depressed, squeaking and biting a blank piece of cardboard in his sullen mouth, venting his dissatisfaction. : One: Ben: Read: Novel 3w.ybdu

What bullshit stage name did you take?

It's like seven tricks and six tricks -- no clue!

"Erha?"

Tong Jun made a suggestion to himself, and immediately shook his head and vetoed it himself, "No, no, it looks a bit second, but this name sounds too ordinary." ”

Xia Wei, who was meditating, suddenly lit up with her eyes: "Hey, we might as well call it a hairball, right?" You see, its real name is Da Mao, it is fluffy, and it is so fat, round and round like a ball, a hairball hairball, and many images. ”

Tong Jun still shook his head: "Simple is simple, but it's still too ordinary." ”

"Hah, there it is!"

Tong Jun suddenly became excited, and jumped over with his hands dancing and hugged Xia Wei and shouted happily, "Call the moon and a half!" ”

Xia Wei's body stiffened, and her face turned red again, "...... What do you mean? ”

grabbed a pen from the table, and Tong Jun wrote two big words in the notebook: month, half, and happily held it up in front of Xia Wei's eyes.

"Look, what is this?"

"Month, half. Yes? Fat! Fat man's fat! ”

Finally discovered the correct meaning of the moon and a half, and for a while, Xia smiled and leaned back, and after thinking for a while, he nodded sincerely, raised his hands and voted in favor.

Wen Yang raised his claws to cover his face......

The name is also drunk!

After deciding on the stage name of the month and a half, Xia Wei sat in front of the computer and began to read the manuscript written by Tong Jun, read it for a while, and laughed for a while. Tong Jun went out in person, and in order to fulfill his promise to add food to Wenyang in the evening, he bought finger sucking original chicken.

When Tong Jun came back, it was already dark, Xia Wei glanced at the time, suddenly blushed, stood up and lowered his head to sort out the sketches on the sofa, left a QQ and mobile phone number, made an appointment to visit another day, and then mustered up the courage to touch Wenyang's head, said goodbye to the emerging writer and went out.

Gulping down the best piece of chicken triangle in the original chicken, Wen Yang twitched his nose, always feeling that something was wrong.

Why did the brain be rubbed slightly by Xia, in addition to leaving a faint smell of paint, it seemed to be stained with a trace of aroma?

What does it smell like, hand cream? Perfume?

Well? Perfume!

Nibbling on the chicken nuggets, Wen Yang suddenly snorted.

Throughout the afternoon, Xia Wei's delicate little face, which was always easy to become red, was automatically magnified countless times in an instant, and moved in front of his eyes frame by frame with ultra-clear image quality.

Could it be that this is a girl?

Not tall, not fat or thin, ordinary loose T-shirt, short hair but still looks too delicate face, easy to blush, voice a little thin......

Ouch I'll go!

With a piece of chicken in his mouth, Wen Yang looked at Tong Jun, who didn't know what was going on, and was still immersed in the joy of finally having a partner, and couldn't help but laugh twice in his heart.

I don't know when this Tong Tianwu Jun will be able to discover Xia Wei's true identity.

Hearing a strange hey sound, Tong Jun turned around and looked at the chubby husky strangely.

"Are you laughing? What are you laughing at, so happy, and hehehe. Silly, hurry up and eat your chicken nuggets, it won't taste good when it's cold. ”

The mouth of eating people is short, and Wen Yang is not angry, burying his head in the chicken nuggets in the takeaway paper bag. In the next few days, it can be regarded as very cooperative, Tong Jun and Xia Weitang followed behind, following his behavior everywhere.

Anyway, these two guys are idle and panicked, and they will follow if they like.

During this period, he returned to the grove once, looked at the two brothers Dabai and Erbai, and the two brothers were very uninterested in the two little tails that suddenly appeared behind their boss, and glanced at Tongjun and Xia Wei with disdain, and walked away with Wenyang to play.

Hmph, can the boss's follower be a two-legged guy like you?

Of course, this "stalking" is not 24 hours a day.

After a certain degree of word processing of some interesting things I have seen recently, coupled with Xia Weimeng's Japanese comic-style comics, Tong Jun took a few days and asked many friends in the circle to chat and drink tea outside, trying to push out this micro-comic that had just started.

How Tong Jun talked to them, Wen Yang didn't know, but obviously, this guy seemed to be getting busier and busier, but whenever he had free time, more than half of it was spent following his ass in a daze and observing his every move, whether it was eating, buying a boxed lunch, going to the bathroom, or going out, Wen Yang could always feel a focused gaze like a radar scanning him 360 degrees without dead ends.

Fortunately, Tong Jun finally has something to do, and one or two of the few ** in Wenyang have finally been saved.

The speculation about whether Xia Wei is a shy and cute boy or a girl who is easy to be shy with short hair has been more clearly verified one day.

That morning, Tong Jun received a call from Gong Jiang.

Concerned about Da Mao's recent physical and mental condition, Gong Jiang told Tong Jun that the "Miss Lin" would come to pick up Da Mao at 9 o'clock to go to the training camp to participate in training.

When Lin Lan flicked her long black hair and drove a sports car with a low roaring engine to pick up Wenyang, Xia Wei happened to come from a distance. Seeing that Tong Jun handed over the "moon and a half" to a strange and beautiful woman, his little face turned a little pale in an instant. And when Wenyang came back from the training camp and rushed back to Tong's house at a trot, he found that after getting along for a while, Xia Wei, who finally seemed less cramped, inexplicably switched to another cold way of speaking, and the atmosphere in the room became very strange.

The extensive water bottle boy Jun didn't know why, thinking that he had accidentally offended his "brother" somewhere, he enthusiastically brought back a bottle of two pots and a few cooked dishes, and beckoned Xia Wei to drink two glasses together, planning to ask himself what he had accidentally done wrong when the wine was hot, so that he could make amends with his brother with wine......