The sky was clear and cloudy, and thin clouds sparsely fluttered in the wind high in the blue sky.

Today is the time for Ancha and Mu Feng to make an appointment for shooting.

In view of the traffic jam in H City, Ancha got up at eight o'clock, and seeing that the time was almost up, Ancha ignored the king's protest and forced it to be tied to a dog leash before leading it out.

Although the king is not really a dog, he now has a dog body on his head, so he must look like a dog.

Speaking of dogs, Ancha remembered that since she threw a bottle of potion to the king last time, the king had now completely run on the path of dogs.

As soon as he saw her, he kept wagging his tail and selling cuteness, hoping that she would throw a few more bottles of potions for it.

Although selling cuteness is of no use to Ancha, the king's tail still shakes itself very happily.

Mufeng's studio is on the 27th floor of the building next street to the studio.

When Ancha arrived, it was just half past ten, and there was still more than an hour before the agreed time, and the photographer was directing the layout of the scene.

Holding a living creature that can move around in his hand, An Cha is still a little unaccustomed to it, so after thinking about it, he simply put the dog leash down, anyway, there are not many people in the building now.

As soon as he walked to the square of the building with the king, he saw that the king at his feet suddenly rushed to the other end of the square.

The two dogs clawed the glass door and didn't let go, and their little eyes looked pitifully at Ancha, who was hundreds of meters away from her.

An Cha glanced up at the sign, a burger joint.

An Cha walked over speechlessly.

The tall figure and handsome appearance are very conspicuous in the store where there are not many people, and Ancha walked to the ordering table.

"Hello, what do you want?"

"What are you going to eat?" An Cha looked at it, picked up the menu and casually asked the king.

As soon as the king wanted to raise his dog's paw to choose, he saw that An Cha had already made his own decision, "Four chicken thighs and hamburgers, thank you." ”

King: "Wow Wow ......" Stingy humans.

An Cha sat on a chair next to her and glanced lightly at the king who was cursing him, and the look in his eyes was obvious: you can choose not to eat.

The king didn't care, and easily jumped onto the table in front of An Cha, and the two dogs stared at each other.

Ancha glared back.

Ten minutes later.

"Uh...... Sir, your things are packed......" The waitress interrupted the man and the dog with some embarrassment...... Affectionate eye contact.

Ancha: vomit ......

King: Contempt.

When he left, An Chashun brought himself an ice cream, and when he returned to the building with ice cream in his mouth, he found that the ground floor was crowded with people, and the chaos was comparable to that of a vegetable market.

Men and women dressed differently held the script in their hands, and there was a performer on the stage set up in the middle, and several judges sat in the audience, discussing each other from time to time.

It looked like an audition for a crew, and An Cha glanced at it and walked to the elevator on the side.

The king slipped away as fast as he could after taking two pieces of chicken thighs from An Cha's bag, so fast that when An Cha was waiting for the elevator, she only heard a "bang", and a man in a black suit not far in front of her fell a few meters away in a dog-gnawing mud posture.

The king also found out that he was in trouble, and immediately returned to Ancha to stand still, brushing his hair and shaking his beard very gracefully.