The elfins had been watching from the sidelines. They thought that they were all onlookers. They didn't expect that Zhang Zian would lead the topic to them, which surprised and curious them.
Children had limited imagination. It would be helpful to have something as a reference.
Cai Meiwen and the staff didn't know what he was up to, but the staff knew that Zhang Zian wouldn't do anything without thinking.
Zhang Zian cleared his throat and said, "There was a cat that lived a million times. It died a million times and lived a million times."
Whether it was a student writing an essay or a writer writing a novel, it was important to have an attractive beginning. It was like a battle between a good-looking skin and an interesting soul. If the skin was too bad, how could it attract others to understand your interesting soul?
The beginning of the story was great. Whether it was adults, children, or elfins, they were all deeply interested and curious by this simple sentence. Cai Meiwen was no exception.
Zhang Zian had already stated that this was a picture book story similar to a fairy tale. Even a veteran critic would probably not argue with fairy tales about why a cat could live a million times …
But in fact … Zhang Zian looked at Xinghai. There really was a cat that could live a million times, die a million times, or even more.
Xinghai squatted in the corner, its silver-gray eyes shining, as if it already knew what kind of story he was going to tell. It was a story related to all the elfins.
Zhang Zian looked at Fina again. "This is a cat with stripes like a tiger. It's very stylish. A million people have loved this cat."
Little Celery followed his line of sight and looked at Fina, suddenly substituting Fina's image into her imagination.
Not only her, but Cai Meiwen and the staff also looked at Fina.
When it came to tabby and imposing, which cat could better represent these two characteristics than Fina?
They thought that a million people was an exaggeration, but in fact, there were really millions of people who loved Fina as much as they loved their queen.
Fina unconsciously straightened its body, changed from lying to sitting, and sat majestically at the highest point of the cat tree, overlooking all living beings.
Zhang Zian continued, "There were also a million people who cried for this cat when it died. But this cat has never shed a single tear. "
Little Celery's heart ached. It was just a story, but because of her vivid imagination, it was as if she had really seen the death of the majestic and beloved tabby cat. She felt the sorrow of a million people.
Zhang Zian claimed that he had forgotten the original text of the story in the picture book. In fact, he had told a small lie. He remembered the original content very clearly. After all, it was a picture book with both pictures and text. There were not many words, but it was extremely impressive. For example, the first part of the content was exactly the same as the original text.
He lied because he needed to change the story.
What he was about to say next was already very different from the original. It was almost completely different, only retaining the gist of the original.
"This is the first time it died, and then it came back to life, in another era, in another country."
Hearing that, Little Celery's sad and melancholy mood was suddenly diluted. Curiosity took over again, and she stared at Zhang Zian's lips with her eyes wide open.
"This time, it's a Dragon Li from a Chinese Kung Fu Master."
Zhang Zian looked at Old Time Tea, who was lying comfortably next to the TV.
When it came to Chinese Kung Fu masters, everyone was influenced by martial arts movies. Everyone immediately thought of the swordsman who was as quiet as a virgin and as agile as a rabbit. The cat in the shop that fit this image the most was undoubtedly Old Time Tea.
"It traveled around the world with the Kung Fu Master. During the day, it was a traveler who enjoyed tea and flowers, and at night, it became a Kung Fu Master who helped people in need. Together with the Kung Fu Master, it helped a lot of people who were bullied, and it was loved and appreciated by people. However, it accumulated more and more injuries … Finally, one day, it couldn't stand up anymore. After falling down in a battle, it never stood up again. The Kung Fu Master buried it on top of a mountain, so that it could watch over the people it had helped forever. "
Every Chinese had a Kung Fu feeling. This story easily made people immerse themselves in it, as if they had seen the heroic cat with their own eyes.
Little Celery was so moved that she was about to cry. If the first cat was loved because of its appearance and temperament, then the second cat had a unique personality and charm.
Cai Meiwen and the staff were also touched by this story, and at the same time, they felt sorry for the cat.
After pausing for a few seconds, Zhang Zian continued, "It died, and then it came back to life.
"It died, and then it came back to life. This time, it lived in another era, in another country."
Just like before, everyone's sadness was once again replaced by curiosity.
"This time, it was the blue cat of a great philosopher. It had been influenced by the philosopher's ideas since it was young. It could have lived a comfortable life for the rest of its life, but it was determined to liberate all the suffering stray cats."
Zhang Zian looked at Vladimir.
Vladimir squatted on the checkout counter, looking down at the dead stray cat with pain. It had tried its best, but it still couldn't save the life of the cat.
While the other cats stayed in the pet shop to avoid the storm, Vladimir risked being washed away by the flood to bring the injured stray cat back from the storm. Everyone saw this scene.
Who else was more qualified than Vladimir to be the representative of the blue cat in the story?
"No matter if the sun was scorching or the rain was blowing, it worked tirelessly in the most difficult and difficult places, selflessly providing all the help it could to the stray cats. It brought unity and discipline to the stray cats, and it also passed on its own thoughts and experiences influenced by the philosopher to the stray cats. Under its leadership, the stray cat community became stronger and stronger. They bravely fought against the bad guys who abused them, and fought for dignity and peace for themselves. "
"It kept running, and finally one day, it was tired. After sleeping, it never woke up. The stray cats buried it under a sunflower, because it was the sun that brought them light. They would continue to follow the path it had opened until the day all stray cats were liberated. "
This was a selfless and ambitious cat. The previous Dragon Li cat could save several people, hundreds of people, but this blue cat could save tens of thousands of cats.
Little Celery was moved again. She had seen several stray cats in school, and some boys would throw stones at them. If there was a cat that could help them, how good would that be?
Cai Meiwen and the staff also sighed. This blue cat reminded them of the martyrs in history who had shed their blood for the cause of human liberation.
The story of this cat that had lived a million times was not over.
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