Old Han muttered to himself. He didn't think that Zhang Zian's dog training skills were better than what the police dog training base had accumulated over the years, nor did he think that Famous's qualities were better than Red Dragon and Prince. Either Zhang Zian was lucky, or... there were unspoken rules in the film and television industry?
At that moment, the door of the room was pushed open. A man in his forties pushed a stainless steel cart into the room. His face was greasy and unshaven. He was wearing a yellow apron and high-waisted black rain shoes. There was a stainless steel bucket on the cart, and the aroma of hot food wafted out of the bucket.
"Excuse me," he said in a low voice as he looked at everyone in the room.
"This is Old Yang from the cookhouse. Please make way," Old Han introduced briefly. He took the lead to make way, but didn't forget to remind Feng Yu, "Director Feng, be careful not to get any food on you."
Old Yang pushed the dining cart, and when he passed by each cage, he would pull out a hidden food bowl from the bottom of the cage, scoop a spoonful of food from the bucket with a stainless steel spoon, put it into the food bowl, and then push the food bowl into the cage, just like the prison cells for felons on TV.
"Stop barking." He squinted at Big Teeth, who was barking crazily. "What are you barking for?"
His voice wasn't loud, but Big Teeth stopped barking.
Zhang Zian got a little closer and saw that the food in the food bowl was mixed with vegetables and rice. There were only a few pieces of meat, and the vegetables were rotten. The rice didn't look like it was fresh, and the overall amount was not big. For these adult German Shepherds, it was hard to fill their stomachs.
Needless to say, Zhang Zian could understand why these German Shepherds were doing this. These German Shepherds were going to die soon, and feeding them was already very kind. Saving the money could make other qualified police dogs eat better. After all, the police dog training base was not a charity.
Old Yang pushed the cart from the door to the end of the row of steel cages, and put the same amount of food into each German Shepherd's food bowl. He straightened his back and tapped the side of the bucket with the empty spoon. "Eat up. Don't leave any leftovers. You won't be able to eat much."
Although these German Shepherds had been eliminated, the strict training they had received allowed them to endure the hunger. They didn't start eating until Old Yang gave the order. For a moment, the whole room was filled with the sound of the German Shepherds eating and the noise of their teeth rubbing against the stainless steel food bowl.
Old Yang glanced around and saw that all the dogs were eating, so he pushed the cart out with peace of mind.
When he passed by Zhang Zian, he casually glanced at Famous. As soon as he saw it, he couldn't tear his eyes away. He sucked in a breath of cold air and asked, "Where did this dog come from?"
Old Yang didn't have a specific person to ask, so Zhang Zian hesitated. He wasn't sure if he should answer the question himself. He was a guest here, and the leader of his group was Feng Xuan. Logically speaking, Old Han or Feng Xuan should be the one to answer.
Old Han frowned. He felt that Old Yang's questions were too casual and might give others the impression that they were undisciplined. He waved his hand impatiently and said, "Old Yang, get back to work! This is none of your business! "
Old Yang rolled his eyes at him and said stubbornly, "I'm just asking. What's wrong?"
Feng Xuan was afraid that they would quarrel, so he gently interrupted, "It's the dog of our crew. It plays the lead role in the movie. Its name is Famous."
"Oh, no wonder …" Old Yang smacked his lips and was about to push the cart away.
His random words aroused everyone's curiosity. Feng Xuan quickly stepped in front of the dining cart and laughed, "Old Yang, from your tone, do you think there's something wrong with this dog? What do you think? Please speak your mind. "
Old Han was afraid that Old Yang would say something wrong and offend these guests, so he glared at him and signaled him to shut up and leave.
However, Old Yang acted as if he didn't care and said casually, "There's nothing wrong with it. It's just that I haven't seen such a good dog for many years, so I took a few more glances at it. I don't know when I'll see it again …"
This time, Old Han couldn't sit still. In his eyes, Famous's appearance was nothing special. Compared to the top police dogs in the base, Famous was nothing special. How could it be a good dog? Was Old Yang deliberately playing to the gallery in front of outsiders?
"Wait a minute! Old Yang, speak clearly. Don't make the guests anxious! "Old Han reprimanded him.
Feng Xuan handed over a cigarette and asked curiously, "Old Yang, tell me in detail. What's good about this dog?"
In terms of appearance, Feng Xuan actually thought that Red Dragon and Prince were more powerful, but because Famous's overall performance was better, Feng Xuan chose Famous as the lead role.
Old Yang took the cigarette and squinted at it. He laughed, "Wow, this cigarette is of high quality!"
Feng Xuan stuffed the remaining half of the pack of cigarettes into Old Yang's hand. "Old Yang, if you like it, you can have all these cigarettes!"
Old Han was about to stop him, but Old Yang accepted it with a smile. He put the cigarette into the pocket of his greasy apron and said with a smile, "Then I'll tell you. What's the difference between this dog and Big Teeth?"
Everyone at the scene agreed that Big Teeth's appearance was more ferocious, especially its sturdy skull and strong lower jaw. Just looking at it made it seem like a great deterrent.
"You think Big Teeth looks more powerful?" Old Yang said with a smile, "Then you're wrong. I've been in the base for more than 20 years. I don't know how many dogs I've seen, but even more that have been eliminated. Every ten years or so, the base will go to Germany to import a batch of German Shepherds at a high price as breeding dogs. These German Shepherds all look like Big Teeth, not like dogs, but like wolves — "He pointed at Famous.
"But, starting from the third generation, they are no longer as good as before. Their heads are big and their bones are thick, and they run slowly. It's like a motorcycle has become a car. The elimination rate is getting higher and higher. When it doesn't work, we have to go to Germany to import breeding dogs and repeat the process again," Old Yang said, gesturing in a circle.
Zhang Zian seemed to have heard of this before. He immediately remembered and asked, "You mean, German Shepherds are degenerating?"
"Yes, they are degenerating. They are getting further and further away from their ancestors, the wolves." Old Yang held a cigarette in his mouth and lit it up. "But, I don't think the breed dogs introduced recently are as good as the previous two. Maybe the German Shepherds in Germany are also degenerating …"
He said with pity, "In another ten years, there will be no German Shepherds in the police dog training."
Zhang Zian had heard that German Shepherds were degenerating all over the world, including in Germany. However, due to improper breeding and training, German Shepherds in China had degenerated even more severely.
Old Yang pointed at Big Teeth and said, "The base's selection criteria are the same. They especially prefer dogs with square heads and thick bones. They think that dogs like this are more prestigious and can deter criminals. Their bodies are so heavy that they can barely run. How can they deter criminals?"
"Old Yang! Don't use vulgar language! Don't criticize the base's construction policy or the superior leaders in private! "Old Han scolded him severely.
Old Yang smiled and took a deep drag on his cigarette.
Zhang Zian and Feng Xuan both thought of Famous's performance in the audition. In the last test, Famous didn't just run. It always had enough energy to adapt to changes. Although its body wasn't as strong as Red Dragon and Prince, it was lighter and more flexible.
"Is this your dog?" Old Yang looked at Zhang Zian. He had already guessed it when Zhang Zian mentioned that German Shepherds were degenerating.
Zhang Zian nodded.
"Take good care of it. I'm afraid you won't see a dog like this in Germany. It's very valuable!" Old Yang put out his cigarette and pushed the dining cart out. "Excuse me! Excuse me! "
When the sound of the dining cart disappeared in the corridor, the room became quiet again.
No one spoke for a while. They all looked down at Famous in silence. Old Yang's words had a psychological effect on them. In their eyes, Famous had changed. It was no longer an ordinary German Shepherd. No matter how they looked at it, it had a noble bloodline and an extraordinary temperament.
Famous's eyes were filled with sadness. It looked at the dogs that were called "German Shepherds."
"Well …" Old Han laughed a few times. "Old Yang is too rude. Please forgive him …"
Feng Xuan sighed and asked, "What does Old Yang do? Is he just a cook? "
"Not really. A long time ago, he was also a trainer. Later, because he made a mistake without discipline, he should have been fired. The leader felt sorry for him, so he was assigned to the cookhouse," Old Han replied.
"I think he is very good at training dogs. These dogs are very obedient to him." Feng Xuan looked at Zhang Zian. "Zhang, what do you think?"
Zhang Zian was surprised. He thought, I'm not Yuan Fang. What do you think?
He tried to figure out what Feng Xuan meant and said tentatively, "Sir … No, Director Feng, we bought these dogs, so we need someone to look after them. Why don't we ask the leader of the base to ask Old Yang to help us for a few days?"
"I think that's a good idea." Feng Xuan nodded and said to Old Han, "Old Han, what do you think?"
"Well …" Old Han hesitated. He remembered that the leader had asked them to fully support the shooting of this movie. Even if he reported it to the leader, the leader would definitely agree. He might as well do them a favor, so he reluctantly said, "Well, leave it to me. I will arrange a business trip for Old Yang later."
Feng Xuan smiled and gave his assistant a look. The assistant immediately ran over to catch up with Old Yang.
After a while, Old Yang came back with a confused look on his face. "What? What do you want me to do? "
Old Han solemnly said like a leader, "Old Yang, the organization has arranged for you to go to the crew for a few days. You will be responsible for the food and daily life of these dogs. This is the famous director Feng Xuan. You have to listen to him. Whatever he asks you to do, you have to carry out his orders. Do you understand? "
Old Yang was a little reluctant, but Feng Xuan whispered in his ear that he could smoke as much as he wanted in the crew. Old Yang smiled and agreed.
"Yes! I promise to complete the task! "He gave a lame salute.
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