Zhang Zian was serious enough to let the others know that he wasn't joking.
"Cats have many toys to play with. They can play with other things besides wool balls. Some people get mad at cats when their sweaters are scratched by cats. In fact, these bad habits are condoned. Cats don't know the difference between sweaters and wool balls, so it's best not to let them play with wool balls in the first place. As for Siamese cats, their addiction to wool balls seems to be written in their genes. They can't change it even if they want to. "
Zhang Zian then asked, "Do you have carpets in your house?"
"Yes." The girl with glasses pointed at herself, then at her boyfriend. She added, "My house has it, but his house doesn't."
"I hope your carpets are not too expensive. If you raise a Siamese cat, it won't last long," Zhang Zian advised sincerely.
"..."
The girl with glasses and her boyfriend realized that Zhang Zian was advising them to choose an American Shorthair because they had too much wool on them.
Many young girls' clothes in autumn and winter were fluffy. For example, the girl with glasses even had a furry edge on her boots. These were all potential toys for the Siamese cat.
The middle-aged man next to her heard this and asked, "I don't have carpets in my house, and I don't have too much wool. It should be okay to raise a Siamese cat, right?" He was wearing casual pants, a thick thermal shirt, and a leather jacket. He looked simple and capable, and the decoration style of his house should be the same.
"No problem." Zhang Zian nodded. "Just add some extra fiber to the food to satisfy the Siamese cat's addiction to fiber."
The bespectacled girl discussed with her boyfriend and carefully observed the American Shorthair. She felt that its appearance was very cute, and its character was very lively. It was within the budget range, and it happened to be born before the 14th day of the seventh lunar month. Thus, she made the final decision.
The middle-aged man also chose the Siamese cat, which had been digging coal for 30 years. He also asked for gift packaging — the so-called gift packaging was to tie a few colorful ribbons outside the cat bag. It was probably for children. The lively Siamese cat was indeed suitable for children.
Usually, the pet shop only sold one or two cats or dogs a day. But today, after opening for business, they had already sold four pets, which made Zhang Zian quite satisfied.
Many customers who hadn't bought anything were staring at him. He knew very well that they were waiting for the kitten to dance. Although these customers did not have the desire to spend money for the time being, at least they could play a role in advertising, and Zhang Zian would not ignore their needs.
Wu Mingzhen also wanted to see it. Although he had seen it on the video, he had to see it with his own eyes. Otherwise, he would be suspected of deceiving his foreign friends. Trust was very precious, especially in the communication between countries.
"Alright, everyone, please make some space." Zhang Zian gestured to Wang Qian and Li Kun to help clear the area.
When Luo Qingyu saw this, he realized that it was finally time for the kitten to dance. His hand that was holding the camera trembled with excitement, making Zhang Zian wonder if the camera's built-in anti-shake function would work …
The customers dispersed to the periphery, leaving a circular space in the middle.
Zhang Zian clapped his hands three times, and the frolicking kittens suddenly quietened down and looked up at him.
He pressed the play button on his cell phone, and the passionate prelude came from the speaker. The kittens began to step on the rhythmic drums accurately.
"You are my Little, Little Apple …"
"Like the most beautiful cloud in the sky …"
After the short prelude, the popular song "Little Apple" began to play.
As if they had received an order, the kittens started to dance, moving forward, backward, kicking, wagging their tails, raising their paws to wipe their faces, and twisting their waists. They performed the cheerful dance in an adorable manner.
The pet shop was made of iron, and the pets were flowing.
Zhang Zian still remembered the kittens who had danced "Little Apple" for the first time. Some of them had already left the pet shop and rushed to their warm new homes. New kittens were added from the breeding base, and Fina also taught them how to dance. However, these new kittens had only practiced for a short time, so their dance steps were a bit unsteady, and they were not as neat as their peers. Occasionally, they would forget their movements, or not be able to keep up with the rhythm. They stood there pitifully, and after a while, they would move again …
The audience did not dislike these new kittens because they were not good at dancing. Instead, they felt that they were more adorable, just like slow but hardworking children. The warmest applause was given to them.
The girl with glasses was also a fan of Japanese and Korean girl groups, so she immediately recognized that the kittens' dance steps were from some classic music videos of Japanese and Korean girl groups. After getting Zhang Zian's permission, she excitedly ran into the field and began to lead the dance, which made the atmosphere even hotter.
Wu Mingzhen was very excited. This tall and strong man from the north clapped the hardest, and his palms were red. There was only one thing in his mind: how to promote these kittens to the international market, so that more people could feel their dance.
When the "Little Apple" dance song ended, the warm applause and whistles lasted for a long time.
Wu Mingzhen was about to walk over to Zhang Zian to congratulate and admire him, but he was stopped by Luo Qingyu from behind.
"What's the hurry? The real show is coming. "Luo Qingyu gave him a sly look.
"Oh? There's something more exciting? "Wu Mingzhen asked in surprise.
Luo Qingyu stared at the field without blinking. "Just watch!"
Before he finished his sentence, most of the lights in the shop went out, leaving only a few vertical spotlights in the center.
At the edge of the light, four pairs of eyes lit up at the same time, shining brightly.
The customers who knew held their breath, and the customers who did not know were about to ask, but their mouths were covered.
The four Abyssinian cats slid into the field, like four chocolate-colored forest elves. Wendy looked straight ahead, and the other three turned their heads to look at her.
The shop was quiet, as if it was a scene of pilgrimage.
“Ladies and gentlemen！ It's show time! "Zhang Zian gave the password.
The KTV version of "Four Little Swans" was sung by Fina. The four Abyssinian cats turned into four little swans, and faithfully performed the dance steps that Fina had taught them. This was not a simple imitation of human movements, but the agility and lightness of cats, and the artistic conception of this world-famous song was fully displayed in an alternative way.
When "Little Apple" ended, the girl with glasses did not leave the field. She enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, and waited for the next song with a smile. However, when she found out that it was "Four Little Swans," she was so surprised that she had to leave.
The dance of the kittens was amateur, but the dance of the four adult Abyssinian cats was professional!
Wu Mingzhen's brain was stiff. Was this the legendary cat trainer?
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