Chapter 3 You'll be called a dog from now on
Fan Jian looked at the puppy wandering around the room, since he had decided to keep it at home, he must have a name.
"Come here!" Fan Jian barked at the puppy. But as soon as he finished speaking, he patted his head, and the dog didn't understand, so what's the use of calling him. But unexpectedly, the puppy actually understood. He ran over at a trot, and his little short legs kept running on the road.
Fan Jian looked at the puppy for a while, and said to it, "You can call it a dog in the future." The puppy was stunned for a second, then quickly shook his head. Fan Jian felt that this dog should be very excited, so he smiled happily: "It's good if you're satisfied, dog!"
The dog's eyes revealed a wave of rejection, as if to say, "I don't want to call that name." But Fan Jian didn't see it, but picked up the dog's egg, threw it into the toilet, and prepared it for him to clean up.
In the toilet, the dog is struggling desperately. Fan Jian held down the dog's egg and said in his mouth: "Oh, don't be afraid of water, it's beautiful after taking a bath." As he spoke, he pressed the egg into the water and began to rub it. The dog's limbs fluttered non-stop.
"You like to play in the water, don't move, get you soap." Fan Jian looked at the dog eggs that kept fluttering in the water and said happily.
He kept picking up the shower gel in his hand, poured a little on his hand, and then picked up the dog egg and rubbed it for a while. As he washed and washed, he discovered something: "Eh, you're a male dog? You haven't been sterilized yet? Why don't you be sterilized someday? ”
When the dog heard this, his throbbing limbs suddenly froze. After allowing Fan Jian to bathe it obediently, it seemed to suddenly react, and its limbs swayed desperately, as if it wanted to escape from Fan Jian's hand.
"Huh, it's pretty cute, huh?" said Fan Jian, looking at the lively Corgi in front of him. "It's just a little fatter, and I don't know how to eat. But Corgi's chubby is cute, and it's not bad. ”
Then, Fan Jian put down the dog egg in his hand, walked into the kitchen, took out two stainless steel bowls, and said to the dog egg: "In the future, this will be your food bowl and water basin." And don't defecate in the open. There was a hint of humanity in the dog's eyes, as if to say, "Don't say it, hurry up and eat, I'm hungry." ”
Fan Jian noticed the dog's expression this time, was stunned for a moment, and laughed suddenly: "Heh, your little thing has a pretty rich expression, okay, I'll get you something to eat." ”
After lunch, Fan Jian looked at the slightly more angry family and began to think.
Now that there is an extra mouth in the family, I can't live without a meal like before, but if you want to live a little better, you have to earn a little money. But how can you make money?
Fan Jian thought bitterly, he didn't know anything. If you want to find a job, I'm afraid you will turn the whole company upside down. Every time he went to find a part-time job, it was some manual work, some kind of dishwasher in a fast food restaurant. But these can't afford two mouths.
At this time, Fan Jian thought of a feasibility. I can't, but I can pray to God!
As he spoke, he thought about the contact information that the gods had told him, that is, to pray to the corresponding gods in the correct way of prayer.
That is, if you want to pray to the Goddess of Life, you have to do the act of caring for life, and then pray to the Goddess with love. If you want to pray to the god of war, you probably want to experience the war and pray to the god of war on the battlefield.
But if we want to improve the current situation, who should we pray to? Lady of luck? Or is it the god of gold coins? Is there a god of Huaxia coins? Fan Jian was in a mess in his heart. And I don't know how to pray to them.
You can't hold up the Huaxia coin and shout to the sky, "God, give me the Huaxia coin!"
Fan Jian thought about it, and finally gave up this feasibility. "It's better to wait until you know the right way to do it later, and then try it."
So what to do now?
Fan Jian turned on the computer with a sad face, ready to find out what to do on the Internet, and by the way, he went to scold the guy who said that there was a ghost on Huangquan Road.
After opening the forum, a pop-up message suddenly popped up next to Fan Jian's computer.
It reads: Now this XX crew is recruiting extras. Treatment interview. Contact information XXXXXXXX
Fan Jian looked at this information and suddenly wanted to try it. So, Fan Jian hurriedly contacted the crew.
"Hey, it's the XX crew, I see you're still recruiting extras..."
"Oh, well, we're done recruiting. I'm sorry. ”
"Is there anything else that can be played?" Fan Jian said without giving up.
"Well, there's one, but it's a bit dangerous, I don't know if you're willing to do it. There was a little hesitation in the voice on the other side.
Danger? Since he had the ability to live forever, Fan Jian didn't know what danger was at all, and he even dared to run directly on the road to hit a 100-mile vehicle and tell the moving vehicle, what else would he not dare? Now as long as he gives money, even if he immediately lets Fan Jian tie up a rocket and go to space, he will dare to do it.
"It's okay, I'll do it as long as it's dangerous!" Fan Jian said into the phone.
"That's right, then you can come to XXX tomorrow. We'll have an interview then. "Hung up the phone on the other side.
Fan Jian felt that he was full of motivation again. He took out his mobile phone, checked his bank card, and saw that there was still a balance of more than 1,000 yuan on it. Decided to bleed a little bit for tomorrow.
So Fan Jian ran to the bank downstairs, took out all the balance, first went to buy a T-shirt and a pair of sweatpants and spent 500 yuan, came to a pet store, and bought a large bag of pet food. In the end, he returned home with the remaining more than 100 yuan.
"You've eaten well tonight, I can only eat instant noodles. Fan Jian said to the dog.
Dogan ignored Fan Jian, but focused on eliminating the food in front of him. Fan Jian looked at the dog who was concentrating on eating, and suddenly felt some emotion in his heart.
"If only I were a dog? Fan Jian sighed.
But he didn't notice that similar feelings emanated from the dog's eyes. "Wouldn't it be nice if I weren't a dog?" thought to himself.
After dinner, Fan Jian kept looking at a few books on the computer, how an actor was refined, what actor's thick black science and so on.
For tomorrow's interview, Fan Jian is out of the way. He decided to do whatever it took to make a good impression on the director.