He pressed a button on the landline, and after chattering in a foreign language, he translated: "Mr. Ding, the day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow, and someone will come to measure and make clothes for Meow Teller later." In addition, there is one more thing I hope you can understand. ”

"It's not going to be a pay increase, is it?" Uncle Ding quipped.

Jonny laughed twice and said: "For propaganda purposes, Mr. Ding, the ability you have trained to meow is obvious to all, and winning the championship can almost be said to be expected."

"But the competition is for dogs, after all. So in a way, it's not fair to Meow Teller. But on the other hand, it also means that Meotler is doomed. ”

Uncle Ding put away his smile when he heard this, "What do you mean?" ”

"Mr. Ding, don't get me wrong. The rules of the game are like this, and it is not something we can control. But it is precisely because of this that it can cause greater controversy. In this regard, the promotion of the film has a positive effect. ”

Hiss~ This really made Uncle Ding guess correctly. I was shocked, but when I turned my head to look at Uncle Ding, why didn't he have the expression of an uncertain prophet on his face?

Oh~ I want to take advantage of this, so treacherous.

Sure enough, as I expected, Uncle Ding yelled unconvinced, saying that it could be like this? It's too bullying.

Then the two began to tear up on the issue of interests, although Jonny repeatedly explained that if he didn't win the championship, it would have a better effect on my publicity, but Uncle Ding dragged on to the unfairness, and he was stunned and squeezed out a little more oil.

It's no wonder that Jonny can't understand it, this oil and water is outside the contract, and it is within the scope that Aunt Chen doesn't know about me.

What does it represent? It means that Uncle Ding can put it into his pocket, can he not be excited?

But this is a joker, I meowed, stretched out my claws and scratched the back of Uncle Ding's hand. One and a half? Why don't you report it?

The problem is clear, and the tailor here is also here. Take a tape measure and give me a measure of length, shoulder width, waist circumference, etc.

After the measurement, I turned out this magazine, pointed to a singer who is estimated to be a heavy metal style, and confirmed that I want this fan?

After sending the tailor away, Jonny took us to another place and let me do a bit of scrubbing.

I followed the practice at home, and pulled back and forth with my right paw on the plate, and there was a strange sound of skipping needles in the stereo.

Jonny nodded, "Yes, yes, can it guarantee this rhythm?"

"Of course."

"Then the rest is the music in the record, and I will let someone choose the most appropriate song according to this rhythm."

Jonny said and touched the tip of his nose, "But...... It's just that this kind of back-and-forth pulling action, will it be a little monotonous? Even if the record chooses a good track, it will be picked on in the future. It's nowhere near as good as the dive it shows. ”

Uncle Ding smiled confidently: "Let people add a microphone and fix it to the shelf."

"Oh?" Jonny was surprised and immediately asked people to add the microphone.

When the microphone was set up, Uncle Ding came over and picked me up, asked me to hold the microphone in my front paws, and then pretended to stuff a grain of cat food into my mouth.

I'll chew, chew, chew, eat, he'll pretend to be a conductor next to him. So I hugged the microphone tightly, put my weight on it, and lifted one of my hind legs to step on top of the record.

The hind legs were still pulling back and forth, but every time the sound of a needle skipping came out, I grinned and meowed with the microphone.

"This! That's fine! Jonny said that he was stunned, and estimated that there was a blood boiling in his heart, walking briskly back and forth, and he didn't know what to catch in the air with both hands.

It wasn't until I finished singing a song and got another grain of cat food that he stopped, rubbed his hands together and said, "No, this hand can't be used for the game!"

"Huh?"

"Controversy, controversy." Jonny patted his forehead and said, "The game is just in front, and you can also add a guitar back when you play." But you can't use this. ”

"Why?"

"Controversy, friend." Jonny said incoherently, "No, I don't know now." Oh my, I'm sorry, I have to...... Precious! Precious! ”

His secretary Jane couldn't come quickly, "What are the orders?" ”

"You go check it now, from the list of singers from the day after tomorrow, no, the day after tomorrow, to see who is doing a national tour, and I want to see the list of singers in an hour."

After Jonny finished instructing, when Jane had already walked out, he slammed the brick over and said, "Can it keep up with the rhythm on its own?"

"How is that possible?" Uncle Ding realized something at this time, and when he lowered his head, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "That rhythm just now is the training effect, didn't you hear it?" ”

Jonny blinked, "But how fast and slow did it just meow?"

Uncle Ding said: "I didn't pinch the stopwatch when I was training, I asked it to pull its paws and scream."

"Oh~" Jonny suddenly said, "I thought this cat was trained by you to have a sense of rhythm." ”

Uncle Ding pretended to be profound at this time: "You are wrong again, cats' IQ is not low, and they can feel the sense of rhythm." They even have their own rhythm of doing things, you just don't notice it. ”

"Anyay, you're an expert at this." Jonny said, "Can you train it to follow the rhythm?" For example, following the rhythm of a certain song. ”

"You just asked Jane to check the list of singers, do you want Meow Tler to go to the concert?"

"Questions?" Jonny pulled Uncle Ding to stand against the wall, "Think about it, Meow Tler's performance during the game is a simplified version. After the loss, a video of it touring with the band suddenly circulated on the Internet, how much response did it have? ”

Uncle Ding suddenly said, "Then while the iron is hot, your company announced that Meow Tler will participate in the movie." can let the unhappy fans get vent at once, and give a resounding slap in the face to the group of blind people on the competition side? ”

"That's right, that's it!" Jonny shook his fist, then patted Uncle Ding on the shoulder and said, "Ding, can you train it?"

“Noproblem。 Give me two months. Uncle Ding patted his chest.

"Two months? Oh my God, you must be kidding. Do you think people's attention will stay on a pet race for two months? ”

As soon as I heard Jonny say this, I knew he was going to bleed again, Ben Meow is so smart, it will take two months to learn a rhythm?

Don't say meow to the rhythm, even if I meow to the rhythm, it's no problem.

But when Uncle Ding said this, to some extent, it also made me look more like an ordinary cat. So forget it, this time's income, Ben Meow doesn't want you to be half of it.

Sure enough, Jonny then began to ask Uncle Ding to shorten the time. Uncle Ding took a little benefit to shorten it by one to two days, and also got a cheap and obedient saying: Training cats is different from training dogs, they are very arrogant, and learning things depends on their mood.