Anyone who has ever raised a dog knows that dogs have a vulgar way of greeting each other, which is to sniff each other's butt. It's roughly equivalent to shaking hands between humans.
As a tall, handsome, and rich man from America, Obama first circled around the little black dog, then he sniffed the little black dog's butt in a gentlemanly manner, then …
Then he pounced on it like a zombie coming out of a cage!
He pressed down on the little black dog's waist with his two sturdy front paws and used his back paws to stand up. Then he stuck out the unsightly red thing under his crotch and it looked like they were about to perform the ceremony of husband and wife!
I'm not sure if the little black dog was willing or scared silly by the class leader's aura, but it only trembled in place and had no intention of resisting.
The class leader initially thought the two dogs were just playing around. She was excited to see them play at such a close distance, but she never expected they were going to mate! Also, the difference in size was so great. The male had a terrifying expression on his face while the female trembled and resigned herself to fate. It was like a scene of rape!
I pulled the leash back with all my strength and pulled it away from the little black dog's back a second before Obama could succeed. The class leader also hurriedly hugged the little black dog in her arms. While comforting the frightened and pitiful dog, she looked at Obama with an extremely distrustful expression, as well as me who was dragging him back by the leash.
"A good dog has been led astray by you."
Because he didn't achieve his goal, the thing under Obama's crotch turned purple and was shaped like a hammer. It reminded me of a part of the Soviet flag. The class leader couldn't help but look over, so she could only turn her face away as she spoke.
"It's said that a dog's personality is influenced by its owner, I don't think it's wrong at all! This little dog was just cured and it's so small, how could you bear to … "
The class leader looked at me with hatred, as if the one who wanted to have sex with the little black dog wasn't Obama, but me, a well-dressed human.
Aren't you being a little too unreasonable? So in your eyes, dogs will never make mistakes, and if they do, it's the owner's responsibility? As expected, this is the childish thinking of people who have never raised a dog before!
Dogs have a lot of bad habits! If they aren't properly trained, they will urinate wherever they want. Some puppies will bark in the middle of the night. As for biting sofa cushions and destroying furniture, it's a common problem for many large dogs — — dogs aren't as cute as you think!
Also, Obama only wants to mate! Don't apply human logic to dogs, okay? For a purebred dog like Obama, you might have to pay to breed with it! It's already good that I didn't ask you for money!
Also, if the class leader thinks I'm the same as Obama, why don't you stay away from me? You are as pure as a lily. Being so close to me, aren't you afraid that I'll taint your reputation and integrity?
With that thought, I led Obama to a bench in front of the green belt. I sat down with my legs crossed and made an expression of ignoring the class leader.
The class leader didn't back down either. She carried the black puppy and sat on a bench 10 meters away from me. Neither of us looked at each other because we were angry.
Obama started to eat grass at my feet. I was bored to death as I rubbed his head. I thought about Xiao Qin and the listening device, my dad's swollen face, and of course, the hateful class leader.
After a while, I saw a figure flash out of the corner of my eye. A girl with long hair stood up from the bench. She hesitantly walked towards the Love Pet Hospital, but after thinking for a while, she changed directions and walked towards me. In the end, she sat on the bench that I occupied for myself without saying a word.
But she did not approach me. Instead, she sat on the edge of the bench as far away from me as possible. She almost fell off.
She still did not look at me. She only focused on the little black dog in her arms.
The little black dog didn't tremble as much as before because I was a natural animal comforter. The class leader breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched out a slender snow-white finger and let the little black dog hug it with its paws and rub its nose against it.
Are you using me as a neutralizer? Do I have no value to you other than allowing you to fulfill your wish of being intimate with animals? Look at the way you're sitting on the bench! You're looking at me with disgust and disdain. You're facing the outside of the bench and you're sitting at a 45 degree angle. Where's the military posture that you usually have at school?
Tsk, do you think I like you if you hate me? Do you think I don't know how to sit at a 45 degree angle?
Thus I moved my butt and sat on the edge of the bench. I turned my body to the other side to draw a clear line between me and the class leader. In order to show that I was not the same type of person as the class leader who followed the rules, I crossed my legs even higher and shook my sneakers as if I was kicking something invisible.
Ever since the class leader sat down, Obama felt threatened and stopped eating grass. He stared at the group of dogs with a few blades of grass in his mouth. Then he saw my feet moving. He thought I was teasing him, so he jumped up and tried to catch my feet like a cat catching a butterfly. Since my sneakers were very thick, it wouldn't break no matter how hard he tried, so I let him play with me.
The little black dog in the class leader's arms was not as lively. She saw Obama and I were having fun, but it was difficult for her to join in. She could only use her long hair as a cover to sneak a peek in our direction.
The benches on the plaza could clearly fit four people, but since the class leader and I each took one side in a fit of pique, the remaining two seats in the middle were shrouded in a strange atmosphere. Although there were middle-aged women looking for seats, no one chose our side.
Instead, a middle-aged fatty with a Pekingese and a cigarette in his mouth walked over. As soon as he saw Obama, he was full of praise for the color of his fur.
"This dog is pretty expensive, right? Young man, who did you buy it from? How much did you spend? "
I was still upset with the class leader, so I randomly replied: "I didn't spend any money, it was a gift from my relative."
The class leader heard it and pinched the corner of her skirt with her right thumb and index finger, as if she was jealous that she didn't have a relative with a dog.
The middle-aged fatty held his chin and asked: "What's the dog's name?"
"Obama."
I always thought it was a stupid name. It should be the first time the class leader heard of a dog's name. She slightly frowned. It seems that if she was the owner, she would definitely give it a more refined and less vulgar name.
When the middle-aged fatty heard my words, he suddenly felt a deep sense of respect for me. His tone became solemn.
"Young man, I didn't expect you to be so patriotic!"
Huh? What does naming a dog Obama have to do with patriotism?
"Of course it has to do with it! Look, the US imperialists are running amok in the world, they even bombed our embassy. How satisfying is it to put the name of their president on a dog and order it around all day long! I won't hide it from you, my Pekingese is named Koizumi Junichiro! "
I glanced at the Pekingese with a bitter expression, and the Pekingese also looked back at me with a bitter expression. It seems the dog is a bit old, it should have been named when Koizumi Junichiro was still in office.
This kind of patriotic behavior is not worthy of praise, right? At most, it's just the spirit of Ah Q! Also, Ai Mi didn't have any intention of insulting her dog by naming it Obama. Americans treat dogs as a member of the family, it's impossible to name a family member after someone they hate!
I remember my dad once told me that when he was teaching in university, there was an American student who named his dog Zhou Enlai. As a result, the Chinese student in his dorm almost got into a fight with him. Actually, that student really respected Zhou Enlai, his other dog was named Lincoln!
Maybe it was because they were both heads of state, but Obama was also interested in Koizumi Junichiro. Thus, he also put his nose behind his butt and sniffed. In the end, he was disappointed to find that it was a male dog, so he barked savagely and scared Koizumi Junichiro into hiding behind his owner's legs.
The middle-aged fatty laughed: "It seems like the Japanese prime minister can't afford to offend the president of the US!" After he said that, he took the Pekingese and the other dogs to play.
After the Pekingese left, I don't know what possessed Obama, but he suddenly ran towards the bushes behind the bushes. But after running two steps, the leash that I was holding on to ended. He could only turn around and look at me while baring his teeth anxiously.
I knew he wanted to go to the bathroom, so I got up from the bench and followed him over the fence to an apple tree behind the bushes.
When I got up, the class leader clearly wanted to say something, but she hesitated. Then she realized I wasn't leaving, I was just taking the dog to the bathroom, so she returned to her usual indifferent attitude.
But as soon as I left, the black puppy in the class leader's arms became restless again. Not only was it trembling, but it was also letting out terrifying cries as if it was being abused. It made many dog lovers in the square stare at the class leader with strange gazes.
The class leader grumpily glanced at me in the bushes. She sat on the bench and anxiously waited for me, the animal pacifier, to return. If I let her wait for a few more minutes, she wouldn't be able to stand the questioning gazes of the surrounding people and send the black puppy back to the pet hospital.
Obama squatted under the apple tree and took a dump. The stool was black and smelly, and it made my head hurt. I don't know what he ate, but halfway through, he started to whimper as if he was constipated.
I saw that he wouldn't be done for a while, and the class leader was anxiously waiting on the bench, so I put the leash on a branch and left Obama to work on his own. I walked back to the bench and sat down. Since it was less than 20 steps away, there was no way Obama couldn't find his way back even if there were a few trees between them.
"I clearly haven't harmed them, why don't they like me?"
When I sat back down on the bench and let the black puppy calm down, the class leader's cold voice sounded like she was talking to herself, but it also seemed like she was waiting for my answer.
I snorted and said: "I haven't harmed anyone! I don't even see anyone liking me! "
The class leader turned around and looked me in the eyes, as if she didn't believe I hadn't harmed anyone.
"You always like to use violence to solve problems, so of course people would be afraid of you."
I disagreed, "How do you explain the fact that people are also afraid of me when they see me for the first time?"
The class leader hesitated, "But … maybe it's similar to why animals hate me. But, as long as you treat people with sincerity, you will eventually meet friends who treat you with sincerity! "
"There won't be people like that, at least not in our class." I asserted, "Also, I like to be at the top of the class food chain. Even if you can't make everyone like you, it's not bad to make everyone afraid of you!"
"Class food chain?" The class leader frowned and looked at me, "What kind of concept are you talking about?"
Oh no, I accidentally said this self-invented term out loud. I have to change the topic.
Thus I cleared my throat and met the class leader's questioning gaze with a cynical gaze. At the same time, I raised the corners of my mouth and said with a smile: "You don't have to worry about it, I like it when everyone is afraid of me, it's a great feeling — — by the way, aren't you afraid of me sometimes? In your eyes, am I not a heinous and unforgivable criminal? Why aren't you afraid of evil people like me? "
The class leader took a deep breath and said after thinking carefully: "I'm afraid sometimes …"
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