Fang Zhao was very worried.
After learning how to cry from Thornhead, Curly Hair had learned how to make a scene from an outstanding HuangArt graduate. This kind of drama queen was really unstoppable. Now, he had even learned how to make a scene from an outstanding graduate.
After returning from Fiery Bird's All-star Match, Fang Zhao first went to apologize to the relevant HuangArt personnel. After all, Curly Hair had indeed affected the work of the teachers and students.
Then, Fang Zhao dragged Curly Hair over to lecture him.
Curly Hair had to defend himself. "I wasn't acting!"
Fang Zhao: "I heard you had a competition with an outstanding HuangArt graduate?"
Curly Hair: "I didn't have a competition!"
Curly Hair had indeed been infected by the performance of the HuangArt graduate and had learned how to cry. His emotions and skills were in place. Furthermore, Fang Zhao wasn't at home and there was no one to care about him, so he had exploded.
Whenever he thought of his "59" marks and the intense unwillingness he had felt at not being able to graduate from secondary school by a single mark, his dog eyes started to tear up again.
Fang Zhao's brows furrowed.
This habit of crying at the drop of a hat wasn't good. A bad habit had to be broken!
"If you cry any more, I will go to Muzhou to herd sheep," Fang Zhao said.
Curly Hair immediately held back his tears.
He wouldn't go herd sheep! He still had to fight for his gaming helmet! In the future, he still had to have a terminal that allowed him to surf the internet freely!
While Fang Zhao was lecturing his dog at home, the news outside didn't stop.
The news of Fang Zhao's appearance at the All-star Match hadn't even cooled down when the "dog's acting skills explode" incident stirred up a series of discussions. Those actors whose acting skills weren't good but were still jumping around were attacked.
The evaluation of "acting skills can't even compare to a dog" wasn't an insult, but a statement of fact. Whoever objected would see Curly Hair's crying scene thrown in their faces.
HuangArt didn't have any guilty conscience. Firstly, their graduates were strong enough. Secondly, it was graduation season and also recruitment time. Various schools were busy promoting and frantically snatching talents. This incident gave HuangArt another boost — look! After advancing at our HuangArt, even a dog's acting skills explode!
Not mentioning the relevant schools and students, some businessmen also started to have ideas about getting Curly Hair to act.
In the past, when Curly Hair had been known as the "Golden Competition Dog", he had also been invited to perform. However, it had only been a small show back then. This time, the whole world knew about it. After all, this dog had Fang Zhao backing him up, which made him even more valuable.
Back then, after Curly Hair had stirred up a storm in Muzhou and won the title of Golden Competition Dog, his value of 210 million had suddenly dropped to fifth place on the global pet value rankings. Now, the expert team of the world's authoritative pet magazine, PET, had once again given a new evaluation.
When the new issue of PET came out, Curly Hair's net worth rose by another 50 million. With a net worth of 260 million, he entered the top three!
The real version of the stray dog's counterattack!
The black street where Fang Zhao had found Curly Hair all those years ago was once again mentioned and became a popular tourist attraction.
What? There's nothing to see in that black street? Dirty and messy?
I don't care! As long as he had half of Fang Zhao's... no, as long as he had one-tenth of Fang Zhao's luck, he would be willing to walk that street a hundred times!
Some netizens started dreaming. "If only I could pick one up."
"Don't even think about it. Ever since Fang Zhao picked up this dog on the black street, dogs have not been seen on the black streets. Not just Qi 'an City's black streets, I reckon it's hard to even see a dog on the black streets of Yanzhou. Now that it has become famous again, don't even think about it! It's hard to even see a strand of dog hair! "
"However, there are indeed quite a number of people who secretly throw them away after raising them. Then, they are quickly picked up by others."
Regarding this, Muzhou people who loved dogs as much as their lives had a saying: "People who raise and then abandon them are not worthy of having a dog!"
Muzhou people were pleased. Look at our Muzhou, we never see a stray dog. Then look at other continents. Before Fang Zhao's dog's origins were uncovered, practically every week there was news of people being bitten by stray dogs.
However, every time Fang Zhao's curly-haired dog was involved, Muzhou people had complicated feelings.
Love and hate!
There were even quite a number of people secretly thinking about when they could buy that dog back and register it in Muzhou's registry. That way, Curly Hair would be a Muzhou dog!
Originally, as time passed, the Golden Competition Dog from back then had gradually been thrown to the back of people's minds. The number of people willing to bid for it had decreased. After all, a dog's lifespan was limited, and its value would depreciate. Who could have expected that this curly-haired dog's net worth would not only not fall, it would actually rise!
Some people started to have other thoughts.
Looking at the news online, Nanfeng became even more careful. It seemed like everyone was stealing a dog.
Looking at the pets on the rankings list, which one of them didn't stay at home and wait on them like their ancestors? Every time they went out, they would have a team following them. Only Curly Hair was like an ordinary dog wandering around the campus every day. This wretched setup was pitiful!
"Boss, should we do something? Recently, suspicious people have been loitering around the dormitory for advanced students. HuangArt's campus has been especially restless recently, "Nanfeng said.
"Graduation season is rather lively."
However, Fang Zhao also knew that the recent news about him and Curly Hair had attracted quite a number of entertainment reporters.
"We really have to avoid it."
Coincidentally, Fang Zhao had received a call from the spaceport. After explaining the situation to Mo Lang, he brought Curly Hair to the spaceport's anti-smuggling team for a week and would return after things cooled down.
Of course, during this period, Fang Zhao didn't forget about the graduation concert. Mo Lang was keeping an eye on it.
The old master was keeping a close eye on the crucial moment of his year of advanced studies. Mo Lang had previously felt that Fang Zhao was a troublemaker. He hadn't expected that even the dog he raised could cause so much trouble!
Huangzhou's entertainment reporters had a headache. Many people wanted information on Fang Zhao. Regardless of whether it was his people or his dog, they had to know Fang Zhao's whereabouts. However, Fang Zhao was too good at hiding!
With so many people watching, he had suddenly disappeared!
The entertainment reporters camping inside and outside HuangArt's campus couldn't find him no matter how hard they tried.
However, there was so much news in the entertainment circle every day. Many people wanted to snatch attention. As the days passed and they couldn't find any news on Fang Zhao, everyone naturally changed their target.
After a week of part-time work at the spaceport, when Fang Zhao returned to school, Huangzhou's spaceport didn't want to let him go … No, people could leave at any time, but they were extremely unwilling to let go of dogs!
As for the global pet value rankings, they just treated it as a joke.
Is this a pet?
What a waste!!!
Fang Zhao still brought the dog back. After a week of part-time work at the spaceport, Curly Hair was much more well-behaved and wasn't as unreasonable. However, he was even more ferocious in answering questions. Fortunately, the language exam wasn't entirely about reading and analysis. Those that were rote memorization were free points for Curly Hair. Otherwise, Curly Hair might not even be able to get 30 points on the 100-point scale.
Days passed, and the date of Fang Zhao's graduation concert drew closer and closer.
Because Fang Zhao was considered a superstar, there would definitely be many people interested in him. The venue for the graduation concert was limited. HuangArt, like in the past, sent out invitations to a few key personnel. Whether they came or not was another matter. After all, HuangArt had sent out invitations, and outsiders couldn't point them out.
Fang Zhao was also allocated a few slots. He sent two invitations to Great-Grandfather and Great-Grandmother Fang. This was what Great-Grandfather Fang had said earlier. Fang Zhao had also asked Great-Grandfather Fang if he wanted to send a few invitations to other relatives of the Fang family, but Great-Grandfather Fang had rejected him.
"Don't waste it. They won't understand!"
This was what Great-Grandfather Fang thought. The slots were limited, and it was enough for the Fang family to have him as their representative. The rest would be left for Fang Zhao to earn favors.
For Fang Zhao's graduation concert, Great-Grandfather Fang had started preparing early and didn't let Fang Zhao send anyone to fetch him. He happily booked a flight to Huangzhou and turned around to find Great-Grandmother Fang trying on newly bought clothes.
Great-Grandmother Fang had recently gotten a new hairstyle and bought new clothes and hats.
Great-Grandfather Fang kept a straight face as he watched Great-Grandmother try on the new clothes. "You're already so old, yet you're acting like a demon!"
Returning to his room, Great-Grandfather Fang opened his wardrobe and took out the two new artsy shirts he had bought but hadn't worn yet. After changing into them, he opened another wardrobe. Inside were five neatly arranged crutches. Some had been pooled together with people from the compound, while others had been tricked into buying them by advertisements.
Great-Grandfather Fang picked up a new generation of multi-purpose internet celebrity crutches and swung them around vigorously before tossing them back into the wardrobe in disdain.
He picked up another one and posed it in front of the mirror.
"Tsk!"
He tossed the second crutch back into the wardrobe. Great-Grandfather Fang felt that the color was too flashy and didn't match his elegant and artistic temperament.
Among the newly bought crutches in the wardrobe, one complained that the color was too flashy, while another complained that it didn't fit his hand.
"As expected, internet celebrity products won't do!"
Picking and choosing, comparing and comparing, in the end, with a rather reluctant look, he picked one.
Looking at himself in the mirror, Great-Grandfather Fang was finally satisfied and flashed a smile that he had practiced for a long time.
"Hale and hearty, calm and indifferent. Although my hair has turned white, my elegance hasn't faded from my youth!"
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