Chapter 228: A tiring day and soothing
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The tattooed man reached out and touched the rock in front of him, frowning and said: "This rock is weird, it doesn't seem to be naturally generated, it feels too neat to touch."
Indeed, after all, it is a rock generated by illusion. Even if Zhao Yao spends more time, it is impossible for every rock to be different.
The tattooed man took a closer look and found that the rock in front of him was like a tile, and the same pattern was repeated constantly.
The young man punched the rock hard twice, making a crackling sound. He shook his hand and said, "The rock is very hard and thick. With the strength of the two of us, I'm afraid we won't be able to open it."
The tattooed man touched his chin and suddenly put his ear to the rock, his eyes very serious.
"What's wrong?" the young man asked curiously.
"Shh." The tattooed man raised his fingers, made a quiet expression, and said after a while, "Listen, there seems to be a cat meowing in here?"
"Meowing?" The young man also stopped against the rock. After a while, his eyes lit up: "It seems that there really is!"
The tattooed man nodded: "Let's take a look around. There is definitely a cat behind this rock. If you can make something like this, it might be the Elvis of this campus."
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After Zhao Yao on the other side downloaded the game, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the cat cafe, but his brows were wrinkled: "What about this boy Matcha?"
In the cat toilet, Matcha's nose was stuffed with two pieces of toilet paper. He looked at the phone with excitement, and clicked his paws on the screen from time to time.
Looking up, you can see that he is editing a video at the moment, and the edited content is exactly the scene Zhao Yao shot him before defeating Lionhead and them when he was in the underground air raid shelter.
However, there is naturally no illusion effect in the video, and the light is also very bad. The whole picture is dark, and you can only vaguely see the matcha running around, knocking cats to the ground from time to time, and then Or slap someone on the face.
"Yeah Not bad, it highlights my majestic spirit." While watching, Matcha edited and added some text from time to time.
For example, when he slapped the plane on the face, a pop word jumped out.
Another example is that when he stepped on the sausage's face, the word "strong" appeared.
Although the level of editing is worrying, he himself seems to be enjoying it.
After finally editing, Matcha started to post on the Moments: "Well, what's your name?" He rolled his eyes and started typing: "The scene of the hot fight, the real shot of the fierce cat street fight, it is suspected to be a tiger-cat hybrid!"
Looking at the Moments video he posted, Matcha laughed, looking forward to other people's comments.
‘No, what if Elizabeth doesn’t notice? ’ So Matcha sent the video directly to Elizabeth.
It didn't take long for people to start commenting below the video.
The little fat man who specializes in killing Luban: "This orange cat's palms are okay, but the footwork is too bad. It's not as stable as when I was six months old."
Matcha bared his teeth: "This garbage cat." But after a while, he laughed again: "Hehe, this guy is still taking fake photos, I wish you success."
After a while, several more comments came out.
Leopard Head: "The five cats on the opposite side are too weak, and they don't cooperate at all. They don't know how to protect their heads when they step back."
God God: "Why is this fat cat familiar?"
Leopard Head: "@God, God, you seem a little familiar when you say that."
My favorite dried fish: "Bite with your teeth, use your claws, what's the beating? It's so frustrating to watch."
"mmp" Matcha gritted his teeth in anger, but there was no one who said he was mighty and majestic: "A group of keyboard cats, they only talk about it."
At this moment, the door of the toilet room was slammed open, and a black figure had already stood in.
Seeing the figure that suddenly appeared, full of black breath, the matcha squatting in the cat toilet was startled, and yellow urine spurted out.
"Zhao...Zhao...Zhao...Zhao Yao!" Matcha immediately put down her mobile phone and asked with a puzzled look: "What's going on? Why is the mobile phone in my hand suddenly? Zhao Yao Zhao Yao, I don't remember what I just found. already?"
His face suddenly changed, and he said solemnly: "It's power! A cat controlled me with super power!"
"I knew I was lazy all day." Zhao Yao's eyes flashed red, and the matcha was controlled, he stood up, and began to lick his lower body. After licking, he jumped out.
"Work hard, if you get a star cat this month, I'll let you see Diana."
"What's the point of just seeing it?" Matcha pretended to be indifferent, and thought to herself, "Hmph, as the saying goes, eating a cut makes you wiser, my matcha has been through wind and rain, what kind of wind and waves have you never seen before? Fake photo Meow, I've talked about it, but I still can't see your routine?"
Zhao Yao was slightly surprised when he saw the pretentious appearance of Matcha: "Oh? Matcha, this boy, has learned to be smart? But he wants to fight with me, hehe, he is still too immature."
I saw Zhao Yao touched the cat's head of Matcha, and said while rubbing: "Matcha, how can you marry Diana if you don't work hard?"
Matcha pouted and said, "I will touch him with true love."
"What's the use of true love." Zhao Yao said: "When you see Diana's mother in the future, people ask you what you do, you say it's in the coffee house, and people ask you what you do in the coffee house? What do you say?"
Zhao Yao looked at the silent matcha and said, "Are you going to say that you were slapped?"
"People ask what it means to be **** again. Do you mean to be played by dozens of little girls every day? Can we talk about it?"
Matcha lowered her head and fell into deep thought.
"People ask you what your hobbies and specialties are."
"Honor of Kings!" Matcha shouted.
"People ask you what rank?"
Matcha hung her head unwillingly.
"Alas." Zhao Yao said bitterly: "I can't work, and I don't have any specialties. Diana's mother will ask you where you live. You said Zhao Yao's house has your own room? You said that you can live with five cats together. Stay here, everyone can sleep. What will you do if Diana's mother asks you where you plan to live after you get married? Diana and the others used to live in a big villa with a separate toilet. What about you? Now you still use the public toilet. What. What if I have a child in the future? Still crowding with so many cats?"
Matcha lowered her head in frustration, her tail drooping weakly.
"I don't have a house, I don't have a specialty, I can't work, and my future is slim. If you think about it, ask the background. If the cat has a good bloodline, it's not bad. It's good for future generations, and you can put hope in the next generation."
Matcha immediately raised her head and said to herself, "I am the Jianghai fold-ear cat! I am the only one passed down to my generation!"
"Do you have a pedigree certificate? Do you have photos of your parents?" Zhao Yao asked repeatedly: "Do you have photos of your grandparents? What cat competitions have your family participated in? What awards have you won?"
Matcha was speechless when asked, and said in a dejected manner, "Then what should I do?"
Zhao Yao patted Matcha's head and said, "Matcha, you are the only cat in the family, and you see, Yuanyuan is too fat, Elizabeth is too proud, and briquettes are too lonely, it's not bad that Mango's IQ can survive. , the rice cake is sick again, and when I retire in the future, will this cat cafe not be passed on to you?"
"Pass it to me?" Matcha raised her head in surprise.
"Yeah, if Diana's mother asks you again in the future, you can straighten your tail and tell him that you are the heir of a two-story cat cafe, with dozens of cats and three people, and tens of thousands of running water every day. The canned food and cat food that can’t be eaten at home, and the daily cat food is made of beef from foreign countries.
Then she's not staring at the drooling? This is the golden turtle son-in-law. "
Matcha stared at Zhao Yao and asked, "Then what should I do?"
Zhao Yao said: "Start with this month's star cat."
"Look at the power of my white gloves!" Matcha jumped off the table with a dignified face and walked towards the girls: "Celebrity cat, I've made it!"
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After a tiring day, Zhao Yao brought the super cats, Bai Quan, and Nanako home.
Bai Quan said, "Boss, there's no rice at home, can I make pasta?"
"Okay, I'm not a pick." Zhao Yao waved his hand and said, "Call me when you're done, I'll work for a while." Then he walked towards the computer under Nanako's contemptuous eyes.
Nanako secretly said in her heart: "This dead house, I play with the computer at the cat cafe every day, and sooner or later I will play with the mouse." After thinking about it, she ran to the kitchen and said, "Jun Bai Quan, let me help you."
When Zhao Yao walked to his computer desk, he saw that the rice cake had jumped onto the table first, sitting there angrily, staring at himself.
"What's the matter with the rice cake." Seeing the short-tempered look of this Scottish Englishman, Zhao Yao couldn't help but stretch out his palm and squeeze the other's cheek to tease him.
The rice cake angrily stretched out his palm and patted Zhao Yao's outstretched hand, meowing: "Zhao Yao, what have you been doing these days after leaving early and returning late? Are there cats outside?"
"Ah?" Zhao Yao smiled awkwardly and said, "How is it? Do you want to play PUBG?"
The rice cake said in a milky voice, "Yeah! It's been three days since I was allowed to play! You set up a power-on password, but I can't turn it on. Every day you open your eyes, you're gone, and you can't wait until you go to bed every day. Come back, do you still want a cat, you bastard? Just stay out and don't go home."
"It's alright, alright." Zhao Yao stroked the other's forehead and comforted: "I'll play with you in a while and take you to the dark, okay?
"Okay!" The rice cake immediately became happy: "I picked up the 98k (the only bolt-operated sniper rifle in PUBG) and I must give it to me!"
"Give it to you!" Zhao Yao scratched the rice cake's chin. UU reading www.uukanshu. com
The rice cake endured for a while, but still couldn't help but put his chin close, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.
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Another chapter of 3,000 words, I can't click the publish button without asking for subscription and recommendation tickets.
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