It was really tiring to complain so early in the morning, but Snowy Lionet always made people complain. Did it think that everyone was a donkey like Ximen Qing?
Among the elfins in the pet shop, only Snowy Lionet had long hair. The other cats, dogs, and monkeys all had short hair, so only Snowy Lionet had to shave its hair. Of course, it didn't have to be as smooth as a Sphinx cat, but it had to be very short. Based on the current length of Snowy Lionet's hair, it had to be cut to about one-tenth of its length.
But Snowy Lionet didn't want to shave. Was it easy for it to grow such long hair? How much raw beef brisket did it eat to grow so smooth?
If it was a girl with waist-length black hair, it would definitely be reluctant to cut it.
But if Snowy Lionet wanted to go to Egypt, it had to be shortened.
Zhang Zian let it think about it and ignored it for the time being. He always felt that talking to it would lower his status.
Snowy Lionet and Richard were both very noisy. The other elfins couldn't sleep and got up one after another.
After Famous woke up, it lay in the same place for a long time, as if it had finally distinguished between dream and reality. It took a dog biscuit to clean its mouth and ran downstairs. Zhang Zian felt that Richard should learn more from it.
Usually, Pi wasn't the first to get up, but it didn't deliberately stay in bed. It always turned on the computer when it woke up, then ran to wash its face while the computer was starting up.
But for the past few days, it had been listless in the mornings. Even when it woke up, it would lie in the basket hammock chair with listless eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Zhang Zian knew that it must be worried about the fate of its novel, and he tried his best to comfort it. He wanted it to believe in the party and the government, and that the website would prove its innocence. However, even he knew that empty comfort without any substance was powerless.
Many readers heard about this through other means, and they also sent messages to encourage and support it, giving it advice. It was very pleased, but it didn't help. Most of its readers were young people around 20 years old, and there was no one with real power. Zhang Zian had already thought about the ideas they could come up with, but they were all rejected one by one.
Pi had finally gotten out of its depressed state by making its novel accepted by the readers. Now, it could fall back into depression at any time.
Zhang Zian walked over and pretended to be relaxed as he comforted it. "Pi, why don't you take a long vacation? Let the website handle this matter. Let's go to Egypt and relax. Maybe when we come back from Egypt, all the criticism will have disappeared …"
Pi turned over and faced the wall. It hugged its knees and curled up its body even tighter.
Zhang Zian secretly sighed, but he really wanted to kill the thief, but he could not do anything about it. This matter was completely beyond the ability of him and the readers.
"Meow ~"
Xinghai also woke up. It rubbed its eyes and jumped out of the crib. It turned around and saw Zhang Zian, who was worried about Pi. It quickly ran to the side of the hanging basket, stood up, put its two front paws on the hanging basket, and pushed the hanging basket hard. The hanging basket swung like a swing.
"Meow! Pi, get up!"
Pi still didn't turn its face away. It just waved its hand, meaning to leave it alone and leave it alone.
Zhang Zian gave Xinghai a look, which meant that they should not disturb Pi and give it some time to be alone.
Xinghai didn't seem to notice his look, and didn't give Pi a chance to lick its wounds alone. It pushed the hanging basket again. "Meow! Pi, get up! The sun has burned your butt red! "
Pi pulled up the blanket in a panic and covered its butt.
"Meow! Get up! You haven't written a new chapter for today, right?" Xinghai kept shaking the hanging basket. "Xinghai will keep shaking until you get up!"
Pi was dizzy from being shaken. If it continued to be shaken, it would really vomit. It could only turn over and sit up from the rattan chair. It pulled the sling to stop the hanging basket from shaking.
"Eeek!"
Pi was a little angry. It gestured to Xinghai, meaning why didn't you let me be quiet?
Zhang Zian was afraid that the two of them would quarrel, so he quickly said, "Pi, since you're up, come down and take a walk, or play with everyone. If you have anything to say, you can also say it to everyone. Don't always keep it to yourself."
Pi shook its head, indicating that it had nothing to say.
Zhang Zian knew that it was very introverted. Introverted people sometimes found it difficult to get rid of depression.
In addition, he was also a little puzzled. Xinghai wasn't as annoying as Richard. It knew that Pi was in a bad mood, so why did it keep pestering Pi today? Even Richard had good eyesight. He could see that Pi was very depressed, so he wouldn't deliberately provoke Pi at this time.
Xinghai gently jumped onto the desk.
Because it was used every day, the laptop screen was always turned on. Xinghai stretched out its front paw and pressed the power button.
Beep —
The computer made a light sound, and the hard disk made a squeaking sound. The boot screen flashed on the screen.
"Meow! Pi, if you don't write, Xinghai will write for you!"
Xinghai didn't seem to be just saying it. It was really playing with the mouse and typing randomly on the keyboard.
Pi loved its novel as much as its life, and it was also afraid that Xinghai would break the computer. In a hurry, it didn't have time to continue being depressed. It quickly jumped out of the rattan chair, jumped onto the chair, and spread its arms to protect the laptop like a treasure.
Xinghai had already jumped to the side.
"Meow! That's right!"
Xinghai wagged its tail and happily ran down the stairs to play hide-and-seek with the Abyssinian cats. It used to warm up with the American Shorthair on the second floor, but since it returned the American Shorthair to Aunt Liu, it didn't have to warm up anymore.
Pi was depressed and helpless, but since it was already up, it couldn't continue to stay in bed. It had to sit in front of the computer as usual.
After a while, the computer finished booting up and automatically logged into the chat tool.
Beep, beep, beep —
As the editor, the bald monk's avatar flashed, showing that there was a message.
Pi hesitated and didn't dare to click to see the message, because the bad news had been coming one after another in the past few days, and it had almost lost all its courage.
Zhang Zian also saw it from the side. As a bystander, he had a stronger psychological endurance.
"Take a look. Maybe it's good news," he said, putting his hand on Pi's shoulder.
Pi lowered its head and was silent.
"Well, I'll help you take a look. If it's good news, I'll tell you. "He sighed. If it was bad news, then there was no need to say it. There was already too much bad news.
He held the mouse in place of Pi and clicked to see.
The editor's message was only one short sentence: "Wait until the clouds disperse to see the moon."
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