As soon as Zhang Zian followed Sheng Ke into the room, he felt like he was in a three-way trial. In the middle of the room sat two stern chief interviewers, and on both sides were several security guards in gray uniforms. Next to them stood an assistant who looked like an advisor. The only thing missing was a plaque that said, "Perceptive of the Minutest Detail."
The assistant glanced at his tablet and asked, "Is this an audition from the Amazing Fate Pet Shop?"
Nie Yuan knew Sheng Ke. He had seen him once when the police team transported the police dogs here. He walked over and greeted Sheng Ke with a smile, "Captain Sheng, why are you here in person? This is... "
Sheng Ke shook hands with him and introduced, "This is a friend of mine. I brought him here for the audition."
Zhang Zian introduced himself, "I am Zhang Zian, and this is my dog, Famous."
As he spoke, he handed over the resume he had prepared in advance. He had written a lot of resumes when he was looking for a job before, but this was the first time he had written a resume for a dog. There was a photo of Famous on the resume. Except for its gender, everything else was fabricated, including its date of birth. The honor column was embarrassingly blank, just like Zhang Zian's own resume.
Nie Yuan saw that Zhang Zian was personally sent by Sheng Ke, so he thought that Zhang Zian had some kind of relationship with the police team. He didn't dare to underestimate Zhang Zian. He warmly shook hands with him and smiled, "What a coincidence! You are the last group to audition. It is said that the finale must be a good show. I am looking forward to seeing your wonderful performance."
"Ah, I forgot to introduce him. This is the director of Dog Warrior, the famous Director Feng. He's a famous film artist of the older generation. You must have seen the movies directed by him before," Nie Yuan introduced.
Zhang Zian was unfamiliar with this name, but Feng Xuan's appearance was indeed somewhat familiar. He should have seen him on TV once or twice, but he didn't remember his name.
Sheng Ke was a professional, so he immediately responded enthusiastically, "Oh, it's Director Feng. I have heard a lot about you! I have seen several of your movies, and they are really wonderful! "
Feng Xuan didn't get up, but responded with a faint hum. He could see at a glance that Sheng Ke was just being polite, but he didn't say it out loud. On the contrary, the young man next to him was really confused...
The assistant took the resume and handed it to Feng Xuan. Feng Xuan glanced at the unattractive resume and was inevitably a little disappointed. He put it on the table and looked at Famous, who was behind Zhang Zian.
The German Shepherds all looked the same, so Feng Xuan just looked at them as a routine. With one look, he really saw something different.
Since Famous entered the house, it quietly sat on the ground without waiting for Zhang Zian to call it. It closed its mouth tightly, neither baring its teeth nor sticking out its tongue. It didn't look around curiously like the other dogs. It was even more well-behaved than the well-trained police dogs.
Especially its eyes, which were completely different from those of other dogs — Feng Xuan couldn't accurately describe it. Its eyes seemed to contain a firm will like a human's, calm and confident, and it responded to his gaze without any threat.
Feng Xuan had heard that it was best not to look directly into the eyes of strange dogs, as it was easy to irritate them and cause them to attack. However, no matter how long he stared at this German Shepherd, its eyes never changed.
As he watched, he was suddenly shocked. Wasn't this the acting skills of those veteran actors? He could release kindness to the audience through his eyes, as if saying, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you."
No, no, how could this be? It was an ordinary German Shepherd with a blank resume. It had never acted in a movie before. Feng Xuan felt that he must have been so desperate to find a suitable dog that he had an illusion and confused dogs with humans. Perhaps this was just a dog with a quiet personality.
"Director Feng?" The assistant saw Feng Xuan in a daze and thought he was not feeling well, so he walked over and patted his shoulder worriedly.
"What?" Feng Xuan shuddered and came to his senses.
The assistant reminded him in a low voice, "Director Feng, shouldn't we start the audition?"
"Oh, okay." Feng Xuan wiped his face, took out the score sheet, and began to grade Famous according to the usual audition practice.
"Please let your dog stand up," he picked up a pen and paper and said to Zhang Zian.
Without Zhang Zian's instruction, Famous stood up by itself, with its chest out and head held high, looking very energetic. The hair that had just been combed before going out in the morning was properly covered with well-developed muscles. Its limbs were straight, and it stood steadily. Its ears were tilted forward by about 30 degrees, facing Feng Xuan's direction, as if it was waiting for his instructions.
Not only Feng Xuan, but also Nie Yuan and the assistant were slightly surprised. They had seen many dogs these days, but they had never seen a dog that could listen to orders from someone other than its owner … No, there was another dog, but it was just a secret signal sent by the owner to the dog to pretend that it could listen to orders from strangers. It was soon exposed, because the dog kept looking at its owner.
However, Famous was different. It had been staring straight at Feng Xuan, not even glancing at Zhang Zian.
"Your dog can understand what I'm saying?" Feng Xuan didn't believe it and asked Zhang Zian, "Please answer this question truthfully. This is also a part of the audition."
Zhang Zian didn't know whether he should tell the truth or not. After thinking for a while, he decided to reserve some information and replied cautiously, "It can understand some common instructions."
"Oh, that's not easy … Can I try?" Feng Xuan asked.
"Yes, but the instructions should be as short as possible, not too complicated." Zhang Zian nodded and stepped aside.
Feng Xuan tentatively said, "Turn around?"
Famous didn't move.
Feng Xuan was slightly disappointed. It seemed that this dog was just so-so. Maybe it was just a coincidence.
Famous barked at Zhang Zian.
"Please try not to be ambiguous in the instructions," Zhang Zian explained. "If you want it to spin in circles, please just say 'spin in circles.'"
"… Okay, then let's go around in circles," Feng Xuan said without any expectations.
Famous immediately carried out the order and spun around in a circle.
Feng Xuan was speechless. Are you looking down on my IQ?
He thought for a while and said, "Let's shake hands."
Famous trotted to the front of the desk, stood up with its forelegs, and extended its right foreleg to Feng Xuan.
Feng Xuan opened his mouth in surprise. He moved his shoulders and was about to shake hands with it, but Famous withdrew its right foreleg.
"What's going on?"
He was stunned and was about to ask Zhang Zian, but he saw Famous extend its left foreleg to him again.
Until then, Zhang Zian and Sheng Ke noticed that Feng Xuan was holding the pen with his left hand — he was left-handed.
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