Zhang Zian stood on the third floor of an old abandoned teaching building, leaning on the railing and looking at the entrance of the auditorium.
It was getting dark, and the school anniversary was over. Students and parents poured out of the auditorium. Little Celery and the others were the center of attention, surrounded by curious people. After leaving the auditorium, Little Celery and the others looked around, as if they were looking for someone, but there were too many people, and they couldn't find them.
Wang Qian, Li Kun, and Lu Yi Yun stayed at the entrance of the abandoned teaching building, talking to several parents.
When Wang Qian and Li Kun went to the students and parents to ask for the puppies and kittens, most of the parents tried to persuade them to return the pets to their original owners. However, some children refused to let go of the puppies and kittens. These parents were probably well-off, and since it was Christmas, they generously decided to buy the puppies and kittens as New Year gifts for their children.
At this time, Lu Yi Yun and the others were accepting money transfers from the parents and writing down the parents' mailing addresses. As for other procedures, such as invoices and pet sale agreements, they would be mailed later.
Zhang Zian left these things to them, and went up to the third floor of the abandoned teaching building.
The classroom behind him was the classroom he had been in when he was in the sixth grade.
Famous sat next to him, looking at Little Celery and the others at the entrance of the auditorium. Famous knew why Zhang Zian decided to leave early. Today, Little Celery and the others were the stars, and he didn't want to steal their thunder.
Little Celery and the others would always remember today, remember the feeling of being the main character, and remember the feeling of being the main character. This would definitely have a positive impact on their lives for decades to come.
There were several bright stars shining in the night sky. Famous looked up. There were fewer stars here than at the top of the nameless mountain and Hollywood, but the position of the stars was the same as it was 100 years ago.
Feeling cold, Famous opened its mouth and exhaled a breath of white air. It seemed to be saying it to Zhang Zian, but also to itself. "I have played countless roles in my life, and I have been full of glory..."
Zhang Zian looked forward and listened quietly. He didn't think that Famous was trying to blow its own trumpet. It didn't need to blow its own trumpet.
"But this was the best performance," Famous finished the second half of the sentence.
Before pulling the sled away from the stage, it looked back at the audience and saw the countless pairs of sparkling eyes and the innocent smiling faces of the children, like the bright stars in the sky. This scene was forever engraved in its mind.
It suddenly understood what Old Time Tea meant by the original intention. The so-called original intention of performing was not to make money or become famous, but to bring happiness and joy to people, especially to children. There was nothing more precious than that.
"I think so too," Zhang Zian agreed. "This time, you're acting as yourself. Of course, your performance is the best."
Famous looked up at the night sky again. There was no longer any regret in its heart.
Had the angelic woman in the Hollywood Vanity Fair turned into a star, watching all this from the sky?
It used to hope that it was her dog, her Mr. Famous. It now knew that it wasn't, but it didn't matter. In terms of acting skills, it was not inferior to her. It would definitely be able to inherit her will and transform into an angel, bringing happiness and joy to more children.
The sky was getting darker and darker, and the crowd at the entrance of the auditorium was gradually thinning. Parents and children were leaving the school. It would probably not be long before the school workers cleared the school.
Zhang Zian left the railing and walked into the classroom behind him.
He had just heard from some parents that this abandoned school building might be demolished during this winter vacation, so this was the last time he would return to the classroom where he had been in elementary school.
There was a chalk poster left on the blackboard in the classroom. It was written in big, bold letters: Congratulations to the students for a successful graduation.
There were also many signatures and messages left by the children in the blank spaces on the blackboard. They promised to go back to their alma mater to reunite after graduation.
The desks and chairs were still neatly arranged, as if there would be a new group of students sitting here tomorrow.
Fina squatted on the podium, curiously fiddling with an old globe with its claws. The globe was spinning, and the vast land of Africa finally stopped in front of it.
Snowy Lionet was also squatting on the podium, flipping through a broken book without a cover.
Galaxy ran back and forth between the desks, as if it was playing hide-and-seek with an invisible opponent.
Zhang Zian walked to a seat in the back row by the window, wiped the dust off the stool, and sat down. He tilted his head and looked in the direction of the podium. A familiar feeling came over him. He had indeed sat here, like Little Celery, who had spent a long but short time in elementary school.
The invisible Old Time Tea jumped onto the desk, smiled and said, "Zian, I really want to see what you were like in elementary school."
"Probably like Yi Le, a naughty kid who was always mischievous." Zhang Zian also smiled. He could not remember most of the things that happened in elementary school.
Although the classroom was old, it was sheltered from the wind. Richard stuck its head out of the hood and shouted, "Quack! Do you want me to give you a lesson on physiology? "
Zhang Zian stood up and said, "If you want, you can stay and teach. Anyway, we have to go first. Today is Christmas, and there should be a lot of pretty girls on the street..."
"Unfortunately, they are all other people's," Richard said.
Zhang Zian said, "... Will it kill you to speak less? Will it kill you? "
It said regretfully, "I will suffocate."
"Are you leaving?" Fina looked away from the Earth and glanced at him. "I have been thinking about a question."
"Oh? Why is the Earth round? "Zhang Zian asked curiously.
Fina's face suddenly became cold, and it scolded angrily, "Don't treat me like a fool!"
"Okay." He shrugged. "Then what question are you thinking about?"
Fei Na said seriously, "I was born a few years after that person. Why are there so many people celebrating his birthday, but no one is celebrating for me?"
"Well..." Zhang Zian was speechless. "This doesn't explain anything. I can only say that... the truth is often in the hands of a few people."
For some reason, Fina was quite satisfied with this answer. It snorted, jumped off the podium, and walked straight to the classroom door.
"Oh, when is your birthday?" Zhang Zian hadn't asked this question yet.
Fina paused, and said without looking back, "That was a long time ago. I have long forgotten."
"Your Majesty, wait for me!" Snowy Lionet also jumped off the podium, and followed Fina with its short legs.
"Xinghai, let's go home," Zhang Zian said.
"Meow!"
Xinghai had a good time today, and it happily followed him and Old Time Tea out of the classroom.
Zhang Zian and the elfins went downstairs one after another. The parents who bought the cats and dogs had already left with their children. Wang Qian, Li Kun, and Lu Yiyun were waiting at the door of the teaching building, rubbing their hands and feet in the cold wind, trying to warm up their bodies.
"Master! We sold two cats and two dogs in such a short time! It's so easy to earn money from children! "Wang Qian shouted excitedly. After a whole afternoon, he and Li Kun were no longer drunk.
"Oh? That's amazing! "Zhang Zian was also surprised and happy." Did the price increase by 20%? "
Wang Qian and Li Kun were confused. "... What?"
Zhang Zian explained, "Didn't I say a few days ago that the landlord has no surplus food, and we need to take advantage of Christmas? The price of pets will be increased by 20% on the original basis. Did you forget?"
Wang Qian and Li Kun were speechless. They said at the same time, "We thought Master was joking!"
Zhang Zian looked at their embarrassed faces and laughed. "Of course I'm just joking. Did you take it seriously? Forget it. Let's go. Don't freeze here. Business is good today, and we can celebrate Christmas. Don't leave later. Stay in the shop for dinner. I will order four KFC family buckets. "
Only then did Wang Qian and Li Kun heave a sigh of relief. They thought to themselves, Master's thoughts are really hard to guess.
Lu Yi Yun was startled and hurriedly said, "Four portions? No, no, I can't eat one! "
"It doesn't matter. If you can't eat it, you can take it back for breakfast tomorrow. Although it's not good to eat fried food for breakfast, corruption and waste are great crimes, right?"
Zhang Zian saw that the air boxes were neatly stacked on the tricycle. He waved his hand and said, "Open the way, Emas!"
Zhan Tian barked twice. It was almost like a devil entering a village.
Li Kun pedaled the tricycle, and Wang Qian and Lu Yiyun followed behind.
Zhang Zian held Zhan Tian and Famous and walked at the back with the other elfins.
After leaving the school, the streets at night were decorated with lanterns. There were sticky couples wandering everywhere, and the air was filled with the smell of hormones.
Zhang Zian felt a chill on his face. A snowflake fell. It seemed that this year would be a white Christmas.
Someone in the group started to hum, and then the others followed suit.
"Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling —"
"How happy we are skiing, we sit on the sleigh —"
...
"Breaking through the snow, we sit on the sleigh —"
"Galloping across the field, we laugh and sing —"
"The sound of the horse's bell makes people feel happy —"
"Tonight's skiing is so happy, we sing the skiing song —"
...
"The white snow shines silver, we take advantage of this good time —"
"Bring our dear friends, we sing the skiing song —"
The passers-by stared at them strangely, but Zhang Zian, Wang Qian, and Li Kun didn't care. Lu Yiyun hid her face deep behind her scarf.
There were also some passers-by who clapped or hummed together. No one noticed that there were some strange sounds mixed in.
"Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack —"
"Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow —"
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