There had to be at least six shepherd dogs participating in the competition. Thus, Wu Yi's idea was to first pick six and train seven dogs together with Curly Hair. As an experienced farm owner, he would personally be in charge of the training. Although there was less than a week's time, with more training, they should be able to make do.
Fang Zhao let Curly Hair tag along. He turned his head and saw Su Hou still standing at the side.
"What are you standing there for? Go over and learn! "Fang Zhao said to Su Hou, who seemed to be enjoying the show.
"Ah?" Su Hou was at a loss. "I have to learn herding too?"
"When the time comes, do you want the one standing at the instructor's station to be you, or Wu Yi?" Fang Zhao asked.
Su Hou did not reply.
The podium of the sheep-herding competition instructors was usually the representative of each farm. More than half of them were farm owners or heirs to a farm. It was a symbol that would be captured by the live broadcast cameras. Fang Zhao's question was asking Su Hou if he wished to promote himself or give this opportunity to Wu Yi.
Su Hou hesitated for a while. He looked over at the sheep and stammered, "But... there are no extra cars here."
"You still have legs if there are no cars."
Running?
Su Hou really wanted to object, but under the pressure of Fang Zhao's gaze, he still shuffled over. Actually, Su Hou really wanted to enjoy the feeling of being an instructor at the sheep-herding competition. But to be in that position, he had to put in a lot of effort. He was not familiar with the dogs of Shanmu Farm. Would they listen to his commands?
If these shepherd dogs could herd sheep on their own, then the instructor would just be standing there like a decoration. Su Hou would be more than willing to do that, but it was impossible for the newly formed shepherd team to do that.
Sigh, I'll give it a try.
Su Hou ran over to the sheep and observed the gestures and instructions Wu Yi gave the dogs.
Wu Yi understood Su Hou's intentions. He would explain to Su Hou when he was training the dogs so that Su Hou could interact more with the dogs.
Su Hou had brought three people with him. They were nannies and bodyguards who took care of Su Hou's daily needs. But Fang Zhao did not let the three bodyguards help. They only needed to pay attention to Su Hou's safety and did not need to worry about anything else. This was also approved by Su Hou, so the three nannies and bodyguards stood not far away and watched Little Fatty Su run around with the flock of sheep and the paparazzi.
Fang Zhao noticed that Curly Hair did not blend in well at the start and was unfamiliar with many of the instructions. However, after an hour, he made fewer mistakes and was able to properly carry out Wu Yi's instructions to herd the sheep. Although he still could not blend in well, he was able to cooperate and herd the sheep.
Fang Zhao felt that his shepherding behavior had opened a new door for him. There were too many strange things about this dog, and its learning ability was very strong. However, at least until now, it was not a threat, nor did it show any intention to attack the people around it. Although it had its own thoughts, it would not hide them. It was the kind of dog that would know what to do with its tail.
There were too many new things after the apocalypse. Was this dog one of them? Fang Zhao thought.
"Boss, the toolbox is here." Zuo Yu placed the toolbox he had brought from the flying transport beside Fang Zhao and looked over at the pasture. "Yo, little Curly Hair is doing well. However, it seems like he can't blend in with the paparazzi."
Zuo Yu had no experience with shepherding, but he could still tell if Curly Hair could blend in well with the paparazzi. The few dogs at Shanmu Farm were rejecting Curly Hair. Curly Hair's position had been snatched away a few times when he had followed Wu Yi's instructions.
"Soon," Fang Zhao said.
Zuo Yu did not understand what Fang Zhao meant, but very quickly, he realized that the shepherding dogs were in conflict.
Curly Hair's position was once again snatched away. This time, when he was running, he was blocked by Bingo. This time, Curly Hair was enraged. His low growl was like the start of a declaration of war. Bingo also did not continue running forward. He turned around and faced Curly Hair. The two dogs barked a few times and faced each other with a meter between them. Their noses were wrinkled, their lips turned outwards, revealing their sharp teeth, and they kept growling.
Su Hou wanted to go over but was stopped by Wu Yi.
"One pasture, only one lead dog. These are the rules. "
From Wu Yi's point of view, his pasture used to be Bingo's territory. Now that this little Curly Hair had joined, it would have been fine if he had maintained a submissive attitude. However, this little fella was rather impassioned and had no intention of backing down. On the pasture, this was a provocation to the original lead dog.
Wu Yi did not stop them. If the two dogs really started fighting, they might accidentally injure others. Thus, he controlled the "mechanical dogs" that were on standby to fly over to prevent any bloodshed from occurring.
However, what made Wu Yi's eyes pop out was that Bingo's low growls gradually became softer in the confrontation between the two dogs. Then, he saw Bingo's ears, which he had pulled back with all his might, droop down. Wu Yi knew that this guy was terrified!
Terrified!?
Facing a little curly-haired dog whose head did not even reach the height of his back, he was actually terrified?!
Not to mention the advantage in size, even if it was a dog that relied on its master's power, it could not be terrified so quickly in its own territory!
Wu Yi glanced in Fang Zhao's direction and saw Fang Zhao make a "continue" gesture. For the time being, he did not ponder over why this had happened. He could only continue with the previous training pattern. However, this time, Bingo did not try to snatch a spot. This made Wu Yi very depressed.
His original beautiful plan of letting Bingo be the lead dog seemed to have to be changed.
"Control the area well! Good, very good! Keep up! Position, pay attention to position... Bingo! Hurry up, what are you afraid of! Speed up, run forward a little more! "
Wu Yi gave some instructions and let Su Hou try first. He did not use hand gestures, just shouted the command first.
After getting the grazing employees to pay attention, Wu Yi walked over to Fang Zhao and gulped down half a cup of water. His face was still gloomy. "Fang Zhao, this dog of yours, did you really pick it up on the streets of the city? Did you pick it up from some laboratory or some alien planet or something? "
"You watch too much television," Fang Zhao said.
As Muzhou's shepherd dogs were very famous and intelligent, there were many movies about dogs. The most popular virtual idols in Muzhou were not humans but dogs.
But other than those scenes in movies, Wu Yi really could not think of a reason. Based on common sense, Fang Zhao's curly-haired dog was not the descendant of a purebred meritorious service dog. Furthermore, everyone in the world knew that Muzhou's dogs had the highest average IQ among the 12 continents. Dogs that could shepherd were not stupid, but now, it had been beaten by a little curly-haired dog of unknown origins and bloodline!
Comparing IQ, comparing vigor, it had lost!
Wu Yi did not understand. He sat on the grass and chewed on a stalk of grass, feeling mentally exhausted. His outlook on life had been refreshed once again.
If it really went on like this, the lead dog... would this little curly-haired dog be the lead dog?
When the time came, wouldn't he be mocked by the entire audience?
Eh? That's not right!
Wu Yi's shrewd brain started to spin rapidly.
Negative expectations meant that fewer people would bet on it, which meant that the payout rate would be very high...
As the sheep-herding competition progressed, the rules of the rewards also changed.
Wu Yi looked at Curly-Haired, who was herding sheep with the other six shepherd dogs, and his eyes sparkled.
During a break, Su Hou came over to discuss with Fang Zhao. If he wanted these dogs to listen to his commands in the next competition, he would first have to get these dogs to acknowledge him. Curly-Haired was fine, but Wu Yi's other six dogs had already acknowledged Wu Yi as their master. Unless Wu Yi voluntarily abandoned them, they would not acknowledge a second master.
"Wu Yi said that to get them to acknowledge me in the shortest time possible, other than the time I have to herd, I also have to eat and sleep with them to increase the time we spend together. My understanding is that I have to treat myself as a dog, "Su Hou said.
"What's your choice?" Fang Zhao asked.
Su Hou scratched his head. "I feel that as long as I can win the competition, it's not a big deal."
Fang Zhao laughed and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he said, "I heard that during the quarterfinals in the Eastern region, there is an exclusive five-minute advertising period."
"Right, right, right!"
When Fang Zhao mentioned this, Su Hou recalled that during normal sheep-herding competitions, although there would be introductions of the various farms, they would not be given too much time. At most, it would be a short introduction of the farm, followed by the achievements of the various dogs. But in the Eastern region finals, when the quarterfinals would determine the qualifications for the finals, there would be a chance to show off. And at that time, the entire Muzhou population would be watching.
"If we have that chance, I will definitely make myself look more handsome!" Su Hou's chuunibyou mindset had already started to construct a cool, wild, and awesome image of himself in the finals.
With this thought, he suddenly perked up. "Master Zhao, you will personally compose the background music for the promotional video, right?"
"Of course."
"Hahahaha!"
Su Hou laughed excitedly as he ran over to the herd of sheep. He felt like he could ride a dog into battle the next moment.
Wu Yi walked over and asked curiously, "What's up with that kid?" A moment ago, the young master had been listless, but now he was suddenly on steroids.
"What are you doing this time?"
Seeing Fang Zhao's actions, Wu Yi no longer cared about the previous question. He watched as Fang Zhao placed a fingernail-sized object on Curly Hair's head.
"Recording microphone. Used to collect materials." Fang Zhao patted Curly Hair after he was done. "Go on."
"Is grass stalk tasty?" Fang Zhao asked when he saw Wu Yi chewing on another stalk.
Wu Yi had a deep look on his face. "You don't understand. Grass stalks contain the four seasons."
Walking over to Fang Zhao's side, Wu Yi listened to the sound coming from Fang Zhao's earpiece. It was all the whistling of the wind. This should be the sound coming from the recording microphone on Curly Hair's head. But what did Fang Zhao want this for? Weren't these all rather ordinary sounds? Was this considered collecting materials?
Unable to understand, Wu Yi asked curiously, "You composers are also interested in these ordinary sounds?"
Fang Zhao laughed and shook his head. "You don't understand. Sound contains the world."
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