Just as Feng Xuan was observing Famous, Famous was also observing Feng Xuan. It noticed that Feng Xuan reached out his left hand to take the resume. Maybe it was an accident, or maybe it was because his left hand was closer to the assistant, but Famous kept this detail in mind. When he picked up the pen with his left hand, Famous was finally sure that he was left-handed.
Although many left-handers were used to shaking hands with people with their right hand, they still felt most comfortable with their left hand. Therefore, Famous decided to deliberately extend its right foreleg first, then withdraw it and extend its left foreleg again. Of course, this was showing off, but wasn't that what auditions were all about? Show that you are different from other dogs, show that you are better than other dogs, leave a deep impression on the director and producer, and defeat your competitors.
At other times, you can be humble and respectful, but not during auditions. Opportunities are fleeting, and you must use your unique shining point to conquer all the judges.
Famous didn't know why it knew this. Since it walked into this room, it seemed to have some feeling that it had returned to its body. Maybe it had participated in auditions before … But now was not the time to think about this. It stared at Feng Xuan attentively, waiting for the next instruction.
Except for the assistant, even Nie Yuan, who just met Feng Xuan not long ago, didn't know that Feng Xuan was left-handed. Zhang Zian was even less likely to know, so it was impossible for him to secretly remind Famous.
Nie Yuan said in surprise, "This dog is really amazing. It even knows to extend its left leg … Mr. Zhang, how did you train it? Do you have any unique tricks? "
Before Zhang Zian had time to speak, Sheng Ke interrupted, "Director Nie, you really know how to joke. If he didn't have some skills, would I dare to bring him here shamelessly?"
Nie Yuan was even more surprised and asked curiously, "May I ask what kind of unique tricks it is?"
Sheng Ke laughed and said, "Of course I can't tell you the tricks. He relies on this to make a living. But let me tell you, he is not only good at training dogs, but also cats. He is a famous cat trainer in Binhai City! The cats in his shop can even dance to the music, and they can even dance better than me … Also, don't be fooled by his weak appearance. He has real Kung Fu. Even the people in our police force have to admit that they are no match for him when they see him fight. He is a martial arts master that is passed down by word of mouth! How is it, Director Nie? You didn't expect this, did you? "
When Famous was in the limelight, Zhang Zian was in the limelight. When Zhang Zian was in the limelight, Sheng Ke, the referee, was also proud. Two days ago, when Zhang Zian asked him about the audition, he didn't have high expectations. After all, Zhang Zian was a cat trainer, not a dog trainer, so there was no advantage for him to participate in the audition. He just signed him up for the audition to return the favor. He didn't expect that Famous would amaze everyone with a single brilliant feat, which made everyone's jaws drop.
Sheng Ke kept bragging about Zhang Zian. What he was implying was that as long as Zhang Zian had this dog, he should quickly release the police dog.
Feng Xuan mechanically shook hands with Famous, and then stared at it. As he heard Sheng Ke flattering Zhang Zian, he re-examined the young man in front of him. Not only did he train dogs to the acme of perfection, but he also trained cats and knew real martial arts? If what Sheng Ke said was true, then this young man was really something …
The resume on the table seemed so ridiculous. The so-called past glory couldn't reflect the real level of this dog and its owner.
He remembered what his wife had said — was this the so-called masters among the people?
"Your name is Zhang Zian, right?" Part of Feng Xuan's interest in Famous was transferred to Zhang Zian, and his tone became much kinder, no longer as indifferent as when they first entered the door.
"Yes." Zhang Zian nodded, "I run a pet shop in Binhai City."
"Oh, so what Captain Sheng said just now was true? In addition to training dogs, you can also train cats? And you know real Kung Fu? "Feng Xuan asked with interest.
Zhang Zian bit the bullet and answered, "Well … I can train dogs and cats, but as for Kung Fu … Although I was lucky to have a famous teacher, I am not talented, and I have been busy. I have only learned a few moves, and I dare not call myself a martial arts master …"
He had to admit that he could train cats and dogs, otherwise many things couldn't be explained. As for Kung Fu, he was telling the truth. He really only learned a few moves, and without Famous's help, he was only slightly better than ordinary people.
"May I ask who your teacher is?" Nie Yuan interrupted, "Our Tie Dun Film and Television Center has contact with many famous martial arts directors. Tell me, maybe I know him."
Know your ass! How shameless!
Zhang Zian complained in his heart, but he just said vaguely, "The teacher who taught me Kung Fu repeatedly told me not to reveal his name. He doesn't want his life to be disturbed, so I can't tell you."
"This …" Nie Yuan didn't agree, and felt that Sheng Ke's flattery was a bit exaggerated. The martial arts circle paid attention to the inheritance of one's teacher. If he didn't even dare to say his teacher's name, he was probably just an old farmer who played tricks in a village. There were really many people like him …
"Forget it, Director Nie. The masters are among the people. If he doesn't want to say it, don't force him." Feng Xuan interrupted Nie Yuan's questioning and spoke for Zhang Zian.
Feng Xuan somewhat believed Sheng Ke's words, because after re-examining Zhang Zian, he found that the young man stood upright, but not as rigid as a soldier. He stood with his chest out, his eyes bright, and he moved like the wind. From head to toe, there was a vigorous spirit, and he had the demeanor of a master. Just from his appearance, even if this young man didn't know Kung Fu, at least he had trained his body well, which was very rare among the young people nowadays.
These details could be found by Feng Xuan, but not by Nie Yuan. After all, Nie Yuan was only a middle-level leader in the administrative work of Tie Dun Film and Television Center, responsible for attracting funds and sponsorships. He was occasionally dispatched to the crew as a supervisor, so it was unrealistic to expect him to have such observation skills.
"Mr. Zhang, we originally wanted to test some other simple commands, but your dog is so excellent that we can probably skip this step …" Feng Xuan said, "But I really want to know if it can do some more complicated actions."
"What do you mean?" Zhang Zian asked.
Feng Xuan looked at Famous, "For example, playing dead."
Except for Zhang Zian, everyone's eyes were fixed on Famous, but it didn't move at all.
"Playing dead," Feng Xuan said again, emphasizing his tone.
Zhang Zian understood why Famous didn't move. It was because Feng Xuan's description was not precise, so it couldn't execute it.
"Director Feng, there are many kinds of playing dead," Feng Xuan reminded him. "For example, dying of being shot, dying of old age, or being hit by a car. You just said 'playing dead' in general, but my dog can't do all these fancy ways of playing dead, can it?"
Sheng Ke stared at Zhang Zian anxiously. He thought to himself, "I've already bragged about you to the sky, but you're still bragging. If you keep bragging, you're going to explode!"
"Uh …" Feng Xuan was speechless. This dog can perform different kinds of playing dead?
He thought about it and decided to give it a try.
Since Zhang Zian mentioned dying of being shot, dying of old age, or being hit by a car, this dog had probably learned these performances before, so he had to say something that Zhang Zian hadn't mentioned.
He stared at Famous and said, "Dying of illness."
Hearing his command, Famous's body trembled, the joints of its limbs slowly bent, and its head drooped down, lying on the ground weakly.
Is this playing dead? Although it's not bad, much better than other dogs, it's not as amazing as the handshake just now … Feng Xuan thought so and felt slightly disappointed again.
However, this was just the beginning.
"Woo …"
A low and desolate whimper came out of Famous's throat, as if it could no longer support its body. It changed from lying on its stomach to lying on its side on the ground, exposing its belly.
From the frequency of its belly's ups and downs, others could clearly feel its increasingly rapid and short breathing.
Famous's mouth was slightly open, and its tongue was hanging on the ground. Saliva with white foam flowed along its tongue.
Its eyes were half closed, and its body was no longer moving. Only the occasional twitch of its limbs or sweep of its tail showed that it was not dead yet.
Looking at Feng Xuan, its eyes gradually lost their light, and its mouth opened and closed slightly, as if it was expressing its reluctance to leave the world.
The room was strangely quiet. Everyone held their breath and looked at Famous's performance in disbelief. Nie Yuan even quietly pulled Zhang Zian and whispered, "Is it really sick?"
Suddenly, Famous opened its eyes wide, and a frightening brilliance burst out of its pupils. Then it stopped breathing, and the brilliance dimmed and faded …
Famous really stopped breathing. Its belly was no longer moving up and down, and there was no breath at all. Even the dust near its nostrils was motionless.
Looking at it, Zhang Zian felt as if he had returned to the dog market. The scene of the dying Guangxi dog was completely replayed by Famous, and even its eyes … Zhang Zian suddenly felt that Famous's eyes were very strange. This had gone beyond the scope of "performance". It could almost be said that Famous was possessed by the Guangxi dog …
Famous's performance was too realistic. Nie Yuan was a little panicked and had goosebumps. He pulled his assistant and said, "Is it really dead? Why don't you touch it and see if it's really dead? Touch its nose and see if it is still breathing! "
The assistant was already dumbfounded. Even if Nie Yuan instructed him, he still did not move, as if he was afraid of interfering with this great performance.
Was this a dog? Even a human could not perform so vividly!
Feng Xuan was completely infected by this unparalleled performance. He even recalled the scene before his Labrador died, and tears unconsciously flowed from the corners of his eyes.
Zhang Zian squatted down and completed the last step of the performance — closing Famous's eyelids.
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