Chapter 357 1 Has Been Waiting

Cathy didn't understand what happened when Zhang Zian picked up Wendy, but she was glad that Wendy was fine, so she hugged her lovingly in her arms and comforted her softly.

Zhang Zian returned to his seat, and was about to see if there were any attractive hot girls in the venue, but his clothes were ripped off by Fei Na.

"What are you doing?" He said distressedly, "This Chinese tunic suit has only been worn twice, so don't tear it apart."

Fina ordered sternly: "Go and ask what's the matter with that cat. I always feel that it has a familiar smell."

In fact, Zhang Zian was also a little curious, after all, it was a cat breed he had never seen before, and it didn't look like a mixed breed.

"Okay, I'll go ask."

He covered his mouth with his fist, discussed with Richard, and then left his seat again to approach Cathy.

"Cathy, is your Wendy okay?" Richard asked.

Cathy smiled, "It seemed a little frightened just now, but it's much better now, thank you so much."

"Mind if I ask a question?" Richard said.

"Please speak." Cathy listened carefully.

"What kind of cat is Wendy? I mean, I've never seen such a cat." Zhang Zian stared at Wendy, showing great interest.

"Oh." Cathy helped up the heavy reading glasses, her eyes filled with a loving smile, "Wendy is an Abyssinian cat, have you heard of it?"

"No, this is the first time I heard this name." Zhang Zian shook his head honestly.

"No wonder, this kind of cat is really rare. There are few people who raise them, and there are few catterys that breed them." Cathy said proudly, "Young man, I don't think you speak with an American accent. Are you Chinese? Or Korean?"

"Chinese," said Richard.

"I'm sorry, I always can't tell the difference between these two countries." Cathy smiled apologetically, "I have never left the United States in my life."

"It doesn't matter, many Westerners can't tell the difference." Richard said, "I run a pet shop in Binhai City, China. This time I came to the United States to study and exchange."

Hearing that he runs a pet shop, Cathy didn't look at him differently, but reached out to him in surprise: "Wow,

It turns out that we are colleagues! Reintroducing, Katherine Donna Ryan. "

"Jeff Zhang." Richard introduced as always.

However, Zhang Zian heard her introduction very formally, and even mentioned his middle name, so he said in English: "The Chinese name is Zhang Zian."

"Ah, then I'll call you Jeff, the Chinese name is a mouthful for me." Cathy waved her hand happily, "Jeff, you are really easy to learn. It is said that this kind of cat was first born in Abyssinia. It was discovered in Asia - the place is called Ethiopia today, and then it was brought to Europe in the mid-19th century, and artificial breeding began."

She stroked Wendy pityingly, her medium-length hair undulating like wheat waves. At first, Zhang Zian thought that Wendy was the same color as chocolate, but after careful observation, he realized that it was not—each of her hairs was divided into two or three color bands from top to bottom. Different shades. With Cathy's caress, its hair showed a beautiful and mysterious light and dark luster under the illumination of the exhibition lights.

While stroking the cat comfortably, Cathy narrated: "Abyssinian cats are very poor. Due to the devastation caused by World War II and the spread of European feline leukemia in the 1960s and 1970s, this kind of cat was once extinct. Reintroduced and bred from the original place to form the Abyssinian cat of today, but it is different from the original Abyssinian cat... just like your Egyptian cat."

"Huh? Did you recognize it?" Zhang Zian was a little surprised, and looked back at Fina, seeing that it was also staring at Wendy intently.

"Of course." She laughed, "Egyptian cats are too rare to see Egyptian cats every tour, but I have participated in enough times, so I can always meet one or two times."

"My Wendy and your cat should have some sort of close blood relationship," she said, "The origin of Abyssinian cats has always been a mystery, but it is generally believed that they evolved from ancient Egyptian cats— Don't you see? It looks like a lion cub, and maybe the Egyptian Sphinx was made after it!"

Very close blood relationship... No wonder Fina thinks it has a familiar smell. Speaking of it, it should be regarded as a collateral descendant of Fina, and the blood of the original Egyptian cat inherited from it is stronger than most other cat breeds.

Zhang Zian imagined the migration and evolution process of this kind of cat for a while, and couldn't help being fascinated.

After a while, he covered his mouth with his fist and whispered something to Richard, who relayed, "Cathy, I hear you've been on tour a lot—with all due respect, you Did you go to the wrong booth today? This is the location of the domestic cat group, you should take Wendy to the championship group, right?"

"No." Cathy sighed, her silver hair trembling slightly, "I didn't go to the wrong booth. For many years, I have been the booth of the house cat group."

Even Richard was astonished. Before Zhang Zian could hint, it asked again, "Why?"

She looked sad, and after a moment of silence, she forced a smile and pointed to the CFA logo hanging on the far wall, "Because they don't recognize it, they only recognize Abyssinian cats in primary colors, red, blue and fawn, And chocolate-colored Abyssinian cats are not allowed in championships."

Wendy seemed to feel the sadness of her master, licked her fingers, and yelled a few times in a very thin and soft voice.

"So, you come to the house cat competition every year?" Richard asked.

Cathy nodded, "I've been waiting for the day they will admit Wendy."

Zhang Zian felt bored for no reason, and suddenly felt that the venue was hot and dry, so he pulled his neckline a little, missing the sunshine and refreshing outdoors.

"However, this may be my last competition." Cathy suddenly laughed loudly.

"Why?" Richard asked again.

She patted the walking stick, and said with a disguised open-mindedness that Zhang Zian could see through, "Because I can't walk anymore."

"My husband died of lung cancer—I warned him not to smoke so much." She laughed mockingly, as if addressing someone who wasn't in the air.

"After he passed away, a friend gave me an Abyssinian cat to entertain me. Since then, I have fallen in love with this kind of cat and even become an amateur breeder, focusing on breeding Abyssinian cats. Wendy Is my favorite, he is the best Abyssinian cat I have bred, I thought I would see the day when the chocolate Abyssinian cat was recognized on him, but unfortunately ...It seems that this wish can only be fulfilled by others."

She shook her head weakly, as if trying to break free from the dense spider web.

"It doesn't matter if you admit it or not? Whether they admit it or not, chocolate-colored Abyssinian cats still exist." Zhang Zian whispered with his lips moving. Richard was taken aback, and quickly translated his words into English.

"Fina, let's go." He patted his clothes, stood up and greeted Fina.

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Fei Na didn't understand what happened, but she jumped off the booth anyway.

Cathy looked at him in astonishment, "Are you leaving? Are you not going to participate in the competition?"

"I think it's okay not to participate in such a ridiculous competition. My name is Zhang Zian, I'm Chinese, and I own a pet shop in Binhai City. Cathy, if you come to China to travel in the future, please allow me to be a landlord."

Richard translated his words exactly.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first. I wish you a smooth race." Zhang Zian shook hands with her again. He used both hands, holding her hand with reverence and admiration.

After walking a few steps, he turned his head and smiled, "Cathy, you are the most beautiful girl I have seen in America this time."

"Really? Thank you!" Cathy held her wrinkled face and smiled happily, like a child.

"Really. Goodbye." He waved her goodbye.

...

The patience of Jane and the photographer was almost exhausted. Seeing that Zhang Zian was about to leave, Jane hurried to catch up.

"Are you leaving?" she asked dissatisfied.

"Well, I suddenly lost interest in this competition." Zhang Zian replied without turning his head, "Goodbye."

Looking at the back of him leaving on his own, the photographer said sarcastically: "Did I tell you? Sure enough, the trip is for nothing. You are still treating me for lunch at noon. Please don't renege."

"Damn!" Jane stomped her feet angrily, "Go back and get the video of the exercise."

"This video is gone?" the cameraman asked.

Jane asked angrily: "Why do you keep it? Let the audience watch the history of him talking about cats with an old lady? We are a local news channel, not a horse!"

The photographer shrugged indifferently, not daring to provoke her who was angry, and deleted the video.

A smart man always knows when to shut up.

"What are you standing around waiting for? Let's go! Go eat your damn lunch!" She lost her temper and left with a shake of her head.

The cameraman put the cap on the camera lens and staggered away after her, thinking about ordering a free lunch.

...

Zhang Zian walked out of the gate of the gymnasium. At this time, the parking lot outside was almost empty, and everyone had entered to visit or participate in the competition. He found Tim's family station wagon, got in the car, rolled down the windows, took a few deep breaths of fresh air, and relieved the boredom in his heart.

"What's the matter? What's the matter with that cat compatriot in my palace?" Fina jumped into the co-pilot's seat and asked curiously and dissatisfied. It hates the feeling of being alone in the dark.

Richard recounted what Cathy said just now from beginning to end.

The more Fina listened, the colder her face became, and the sharper her eyes became.

"I am a majestic cat clan, why do I need the recognition of mere humans!" it shouted angrily.

Zhang Zian started the car, "Forget it, let's go and go home."

Just at this time, the wind blows.

A gust of strong wind suddenly hit, swept up Fina's yell and its smell, and stuffed them into the open gate of the gymnasium.

...

On this day, when Jane returned to her small and broken local TV station, she was scolded by the BOSS, because in the short time after she and the photographer went to the restaurant for dinner, something difficult happened in the CFA arena. Believable spectacle.

All the cats participating in the competition broke free from the hands of their owners and referees, and lay down on the booth in fear towards the entrance of the empty gymnasium.

Ten thousand cats worship!