Six Hundred and Sixtieth IX Unexpected Results

Fireworks are perishable. --

Wang Qian and Li Kun bought a lot of fireworks with the free scholarship, but there were still not enough to set off, so they put them down one by one.

The fireworks are beautiful, and the renminbi is burning, no amount of money is enough.

Moreover, they are illuminated by the light of the headlights of the car. If the lights are kept on, the battery may run out of power, and the ignition will not start.

"It's gone? It's gone? It's gone?" Xue Shizi peeled off the plastic bag containing the fireworks in disappointment, "My mother said that a poor man who is stingy is unreliable!"

"π! It's all your fault! We all put one at a time, but you put two at a time!" Richard landed on Zhang Zian's shoulder, counting π.

"Squeak." Pi shrunk his neck guiltily. It had a lot of fun just now, holding a fairy stick in each hand and dancing, so Richard didn't worry about being few but uneven, and hated himself for not having two beaks, otherwise he would be able to hold it Put two fairy sticks together, maybe you can draw s and b at the same time...

However, fortunately, it didn't have two beaks, and the noise with just one beak was unbearable.

"Quack! Did you see what my uncle wrote in the sky just now?" Richard felt it was boring to bully π. After all, π would not talk back, so he patted Zhang Zian's head with his wings, and then came to tease him.

"I didn't see it." He didn't fall for the trap, and replied simply.

"Quack! Forget it, let's go back now that it's over! I'm about to freeze into an ice sculpture!" Normally, Richard wouldn't just let it go, but at this time it's so cold that it can't even use its wings. , a headlong plunged into his hood, and quickly wrapped the hood tightly around his body.

Zhang Zian picked up the tin bucket and poured the water in it on the wreckage of the fireworks to prevent any remaining sparks from being extinguished, then walked back to the car with the empty bucket, and the other elves followed him later.

"It's...it's freezing! Turn on that thing called the air conditioner!" Fina jumped to the passenger seat and tried to use her paw to pull the air outlet of the air conditioner, but no warm air came out.

Zhang Zian started the engine, "Wait a few more seconds..."

He stared at a greenish-white smudge on the front windshield, and stopped mid-sentence.

"Gah!" Richard had an idea, and shouted angrily, "Which dead bird with blind eyes actually shit on Tai Sui's head? Don't let me touch it, or you have to give it a good look!"

"Which bird would shit on the car at night?" Zhang Zian asked sullenly.

"There are a lot of them! I'm here to teach you, owls, night herons, bats, etc. are all birds that move at night... Speaking of which, I seem to have seen a night heron flying over our heads before. ...No mistake, it is likely to be it!" Richard shook his head and looked around, "Let me think about where it flew..."

It stared wide-eyed and looked around very earnestly, as if it could really see things clearly at night. In fact, if it hadn't used the headlights of the car just now, it wouldn't have dared to take off at night.

It's just that it pretended to be too serious and subverted its usual bird design, making Zhang Zian convinced that it was definitely responsible for the half-thin and half-dried bird droppings!

"First of all, bats are not birds, and secondly, are there night herons in Binhai City? Why haven't I seen them before?" he said coldly.

Richard stared at the wilderness at night, his black eyes frantically turning and thinking about what to say, trying to find a scapegoat, but Zhang Zian immediately grabbed it by the back of the neck, and before it could react, it was thrown into the tin bucket, and then Buckle it upside down in the trunk, and keep company with Phimus.

"Quack! You're so weak!" Richard jingled his bird's beak to peck at the iron sheet, and shouted in a muffled voice, "What evidence do you have to prove that it was my uncle who did it? Do you understand that this is illegal imprisonment? What about my bird rights? This uncle is going to sue you at the United Nations Conference on Bird Rights! At that time, you won’t be able to afford it! This is an international event, do you understand diplomatic disputes?"

Zhang Zian ignored its protest, closed the trunk 'door', endured his nausea and wiped off the bird droppings with a wet tissue, then sat back in the cab and started the car, heading back to the city. Fortunately, he didn't use a wiper, so the entire front windshield would probably become 'frosted' glass...

After leaving the police dog nursing home, they played for about an hour, and it is almost eight o'clock in the evening. Ning Lan and her classmates should have already left the police dog nursing home, and they may have already arrived home by this time.

He turned on the car's air conditioner, and the temperature in the car gradually rose, and Fina's complaints gradually subsided.

"The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the 'spring' wind brings warmth into Tusu..." Old Cha looked at the road outside, listened to the sound of firecrackers one after another, and slowly chanted.

Zhang Zian said with a smile: "Master Tea, it's not the busiest time yet. The peak of setting off firecrackers and fireworks is at 12 o'clock at night. In the past, the sound of firecrackers was so loud that even the sound of TV programs could not be heard clearly. ..."

I remember when I was a child, after eight o’clock on New Year’s Eve, the city was almost empty, and I stayed in front of the TV with my family to watch the gala of CCTV or provincial satellite TV. However, with the development of the times, New Year’s Eve is no longer so important. From time to time, young people walk in groups, enjoying the nightlife that is no different from usual.

Zhang Zian parked the car at the door of the pet shop, turned off the engine, got out of the car, tore off the copy paper pasted before, opened the roller shutter door, and let the elves enter the shop, then locked the car, and put it back on again. When the shutter door was pulled down, he almost forgot about Richard, and went back to bring in the tin bucket, otherwise Richard would really freeze to death outside.

The 'doors' and windows in the store were closed almost all day long, and even without the electric heater on, the temperature was much warmer than outside.

Fei Na ran in first, threw two pieces of baby warmers to Zhang Zian's feet, and motioned him to stuff them into the cotton pads of the cat climbing frame.

π quickly ran back to the second floor.

Richard, who was released from the tin bucket, flew to a high place and babbled at Zhang Zian.

Old Tea couldn't wait to turn on the TV. He heard that people all over the country were watching the "Spring Festival" Gala, and wanted to follow along to see what the charm of the "Spring Festival" Gala was, and experience the modern New Year's Eve.

Femas yawned and lay down tiredly on the edge of the couch.

Xinghai and his kitten friends started a new round of hide and seek.

Snow Lion suddenly remembered the beef stuffing used to make dumplings in the Police Dog Nursing Home, grabbed Zhang Zian's pants and clamored for a taste.

Zhang Zian was so busy that he first put a baby warmer on Fina, then went upstairs to the kitchen to boil water to make tea, took some raw beef brisket from the refrigerator to lure Snow Lion away, and then blocked Richard with nuts. He opened his mouth until the matter came to an end before he could stop to catch his breath.

He poured a cup of hot tea for the old tea, poured another cup for himself, and took it to the second floor.

π has already sat down at the desk, turned on the computer, and is entering the password to enter the author's background at the starting point.

Zhang Zian knew that although π had a lot of fun today, it would often be lost in thought. It must be concerned about the results it cares about.

π may not be confident, but he has sufficient confidence, because since this morning, he has seen many people mention π in an envious tone in the web section of the Wanghaige Forum, so the results should be no problem.

"π, how's it going?" He looked at the time, and it was 20 hours before it was released, and the results would not change much.

"Squeak..."

Although π opened the backstage, he covered his eyes and dared not look. It pointed at the screen and asked Zhang Zian to watch it for it.

Seeing it like this, Zhang Zian couldn't help laughing. It's like checking the time of the college entrance examination. He obviously wanted to see it to death, but because he was afraid that it would not meet his expectations, sometimes he didn't even dare to check it himself. He asked his parents or siblings for help. check.

"Okay, let me take a look."

Zhang Zian pulled up a chair and sat down, looking at the screen confidently.

Huh?

When he saw the number of subscribers, his heart tightened, and the tea in his hand almost spilled, as if he had stepped down the stairs.

what happened?

Why are the grades so poor? Only 1000 people subscribe?

No matter how much Zhang Zian thought about it, he couldn't figure it out. This result was so bad that he didn't expect it, which made him doubt his life.

"Squeak?"

PI probably noticed his surprised expression and became more nervous.

However, after Zhang Zian put down the teacup, he took a closer look...

"Pi, wait, 1, 2, 3... 4?"

He counted, and it seemed that a zero was missing just now? Behind the number 1, there are actually 4 zeros?

Fuck!

This is impossible!

Zhang Zian's first reaction was that he read it wrong, or the number was wrong, or the data on the website was wrong. In short, it is absolutely impossible for 1 to be followed by four zeros.

He 'rubbed' and 'rubbed' his eyes, watched it again, counted it again, refreshed the background again...

Still 4 zeros.

Before, Zhang Zian felt that 3,000 subscribers to π would be enough to be satisfied, and he could enter the hall of 'exquisite' products and be remembered forever by the starting point, but... the real results were astonishingly jaw-dropping!

"π, I want to ask you to do something for me, please be sure to agree."

He scowled and stared at π seriously.

"Squeak?"

Seeing that he was so serious, π suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, as if his face was pale due to insufficient blood pressure.

Zhang Zian took out a blank notebook and a pen from the drawer, and handed them to π.

"π, you will definitely have a lot of fans in the future, but as your first fan, can you sign my name?"

Pi blinked, feeling even more bewildered.

Zhang Zian finally couldn't help laughing, and pressed π's shoulder hard, "π, congratulations! Your grades are amazing! 10,000 people have subscribed to your book! 10,000 people! Did you know? Many people Throughout your life, you may not have met 10,000 strangers! Now, 10,000 strangers have stood together because of you!"

π turned his head mechanically, seeing the five-digit number on the screen, he was as shocked as a wooden sculpture of clay.