Why do you say he made it up? Although he has talked about Ding Ling's problem before, I have also seen Ding Ling's problem. But since he was for Ding Ling's good, why didn't he tell Aunt Chen about this?

His explanation for this was: It's not too late yet......

I believed in his evil, from the very beginning of the cat food commercial, it has been several months now, haven't you had time?

His further explanation for this is: I want to surprise Aunt Chen...... I'm so embarrassed to say -_-||

"Really." Uncle Ding said wistfully: "You think, Ding Ling's problem has been so many years, and your Aunt Chen is subconsciously avoiding this question." Money is a problem on the one hand, and on the other hand, I don't want to give her false hopes. ”

Makes sense, but why does it sound so awkward? I always feel a little bit stiff.

But at this time, I have been a little loose, it is indeed good to help Ding Ling, and I can also control the proportions during the game.

Of course, the reason why I finally agreed was that Uncle Ding shamelessly bombarded me with fatigue like a dog skin plaster.

As soon as I fell asleep at night, he poked me awake, and pitifully stared at him and said, "Participate?"

As soon as I fell asleep, he poked me up again, and said with his hands in his heart, "Participate?"

As soon as I fell asleep, he woke me up again, and said in a sly manner, "Are you participating?" This is the arrangement of God. ”

Oh! I frantically waved my front paws...... Ay? What the hell is the arrangement of the heavens?

I saw Uncle Ding take out a booklet called Ben Meow's Diary, open it, point to it, and say, "Look, it's all arranged."

…… You just wrote this thing, right? I stretched out my claws to wipe it, you see! The ink hasn't dried yet!

After saying a thousand things and ten thousand, I finally agreed to participate in the competition. Although I said that his behavior was shameful, he said that perseverance is victory......

Early the next morning, I just slept and was woken up by Uncle Ding with dark circles under his eyes.

I'm waving my claws, what are you doing? Didn't I agree to the contest anymore?

Uncle Ding said: "Get up when you wake up, the registration is about to close." Didn't Ding Ling say yesterday that several projects would be carried out at the same time, and we could only choose one of them to participate, and it was given this morning. ”

I'll go...... I yawned and rubbed my astringent eyes, and when I saw that Uncle Ding had already carried me to the desk, I typed on the keyboard, "Is it okay to be determined at night?"

"No, the registration will end in the afternoon. Why didn't I urge you to hurry up yesterday? ”

…… Then you can watch it, I want to sleep. As soon as I squinted my head when I drooped my head, Uncle Ding stabbed me awake with a finger.

"Don't sleep? We can only participate in one, and we must choose one of them that will cause a sensation. ”

Looks like I can't sleep with him. Well, I glanced at the time on the computer, and he had to get off to work in a minute, and I'll go back to sleep when the time came.

So I stretched and sat up, licked my paws and wiped my face to clear up, then pointed to the screen and typed, "Exclude."

"That's a good idea." Uncle Ding slapped his thigh, swiped the mouse to copy several competition items, and put them into the text file to exclude them one by one.

"This uglier can be ruled out first." I pressed the keyboard to remove this option.

"Yes, this is not considered." Uncle Ding nodded, then swiped the mouse on the second option, "Bloodline is not considered."

By the way, this can't be considered, it's not that my bloodline belongs to the local cat.

First of all, I felt that there was something wrong with this project. What is the pedigree? What does it mean to be pure-blooded? Is it necessary for close relatives to marry......

After ruling out some of the options, Uncle Ding and I both made a decision, but our decision also diverged.

I wanted to participate in Bimei, but Uncle Ding wanted me to participate in Bimei, so we had an argument.

"Is it you or me? I'm going to be prettier! ”

"Do you want to be involved or do you want to win the championship? Obviously, you can rely on IQ to crush your opponent, but you have to fight for your appearance. ”

"What do you mean? Ben Meow doesn't look good? ”

"Uh......" Uncle Ding thought for a while, pointed to the ingots at the door and said, "For example, Dad, it looks cuter than you, but it doesn't have as much personality as you."

"Ben Meow's handsomeness, how can you and other mortals comprehend."

"Yes, maybe your pet world has a different aesthetic, but you have to remember that the judges of the competition are people, so it must be judged according to our aesthetic standards."

Uncle Ding said, and then pointed to the more obedient option and said, "Look at this, you can understand people's words, this is simply a tailor-made project for you." And you see, it's written here that the master can lead from the side, and it won't make you look very different. ”

"You've decided to discuss a yarn with me." I was unhappy and turned my head to the ground, and went back to sleep under the bed.

Uncle Dante obviously doesn't want me to stop, the project is decided, but the photos after signing up haven't been uploaded yet.

So he woke Ding Ling up again, saying that he was going to work, and I had agreed to participate in the competition, so Ding Ling got up quickly and sent the photo before noon.

Ding Ling snorted twice in a daze, which was considered a promise.

Uncle Ding didn't give up, and dragged Ding Linghei up stiffly, saying that he would take two more photos and choose the most beautiful one to upload.

Well, I owe him in my last life, and I can't sleep at all. It was easy for him to finally go out, and Ding Ling took over again.

Pull me out of the warm pillow and make me do two poses.

I said, "Is it okay to put one?" You just have to shoot from a different angle. ”

Ding Ling said yes.

So I lay on the ground on all fours and patted it.

Ding Ling-_-||

Not to mention that the one I admire most at home is Ding Ling, her love for me is doting on me to death. Putting aside the experiences of letting me brush shoulders with death when I was confused, she always thought about me from the bottom of her heart.

In other words, even those experiences that made me brush shoulders with death were actually thinking about me in her heart. I'll give you just two examples.

When I first came to Ding's house, she was afraid that I would be hungry, so she gave me milk to drink, and I almost hung up, thanks to her family's milk, which was skimmed and sugar-free.

And she put me to sleep in a shoebox, and she was afraid that I would hold back, so she poked holes in the shoebox with a ballpoint pen......

And yesterday, she saw the global pet competition and cried and shouted for me to participate, but after I made it clear that I was worried, she became my strong supporter again...... She didn't talk to me much during dinner......

The reason why Uncle Ding wants me to participate in the competition right now, even if it's superficial. But just because Ding Ling saw that I was very sleepy, and let me continue to sleep, my resistance was relieved a lot.

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