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Chapter 202 See Your Majesty the Cat!

The originally chaotic meeting place became quiet in an instant, and everyone held their breaths and concentrated their eyes on the seemingly ordinary Chinese pastoral cat.

Dozens of cats of various colors lined up neatly in two rows on the stage, like two rows of loyal guards, paying the highest respect to the legendary Elvis Presley!
The little cat put one foot on the steps, and glanced coldly at the cat servants. The cats seemed to feel something, and they uttered uniform calls, so loud that people's ears hurt.

The little cat walked up the steps step by step, and the cats and cats hurriedly followed behind until the little cat stopped.

"Meow!" Accompanied by the third meow, King's Landing's skills were brought into full play!
The little cat squatted high on the table covered with red cloth, and looked at the dozens of cats below with a serious expression. The cats found their positions one after another, half-kneeling on their front legs, and raised their heads upwards, making a pilgrimage. .

"Meow!" Dozens of cats screamed again, as if shouting long live, and the sound shook the roof tiles!
The little cat narrowed its eyes and waved its paws cruelly, and these cats lined up one by one and bowed back on both sides, not daring to breathe.

"Er Gouzi, if Qiuqiu comes to make trouble now, what do you think the expression of the Tsundere Fried Beast will be?" Xiang Ling whispered in Wang Jie's ear, and Wang Jie laughed, "The Tsundere Beast will change on the spot. into an embarrassing face..."

"Ah, the kitten has ascended the throne, ah, see Your Majesty the cat!" The macaw spread its wings and flew to the stage, imitating the movements on the TV. See the action of His Majesty.

Everyone present was horrified.

Seeing that the performance was almost over, Wang Jie waved at the little cat, and the little cat called out the fourth meow coldly. The cats standing on both sides of the trembling cats let out cheerful meows as if they were being pardoned, and ran back to their homes one after another. The arms of the master.

"Why is the cat trembling like this?" The young woman picked up her puppet cat and found that the kitten was shaking violently. The beautiful and deep cat eyes were full of admiration and stared at the direction where the little cat was going away, almost fanatical.

The host watched the little cat leave blankly, his face was dripping with sweat, and his makeup was stained.

"Down, down..." It wasn't until the director called her three times with the earphones that she recovered from the shock and bowed deeply to everyone present, "Everyone has seen the scene just now, and now I will start to express my gratitude to this Chinese bird." Pastoral cats vote!"

The audience in the audience raised their hands like a forest.

The little cat got 99% of the votes, only two people did not raise their hands.

The names of these two people are Chu Xiangling and Wang Jie.

"Now the results of the cat group competition are out. Mr. Wang's Chinese garden cat won No.99 with 1% of the votes! Congratulations!"

Wang Jie walked onto the stage, took the heavy golden cat from the host, and waved it to everyone present.

The little cat squatted on his shoulder, raised one of its paws, imitated his gestures, and made everyone laugh.

"Be ruthless, understand? You did a good job just now, but the waving gesture when you received the award was too stupid! As Elvis, you have to be fanatic and don't act like an idiot..." At the dining table, Wang Jie lit the little cat Head, bluntly taught, the little cat was lying on the table, with a disheveled face and drooping eyes.

Xiang Ling rested her cheeks in her hand and looked at Wang Jiexun Mao with a smile on her face. She suddenly felt that she was the happiest at the moment.

The cat group competition is over, and the dog group competition will be held next.

The little white dog looked around vigilantly, for fear that a competitor would suddenly appear.

Compared with the fiercely competitive cat and cat group, the dogs here are not too far behind. All kinds of Shar Pei, golden retriever, bichon frize, mastiff and many famous and precious dog breeds are gathered together, and their eyes are fixed on the high place. A golden dog trophy, barking, shaking his head and tail, eager to try.

The little white dog's eyes are chattering around, it is thinking of a way.

The dog competition is a little different from the cat competition. The links of the dog competition are fixed, and the first link is picture recognition.

The first person to enter the picture-recognition session was a Shar-Pei, a breed that was despised by the little white dog as being so ugly that even a dog could be shocked. Find the one in the picture that is different from the other four.

The Shar Pei tilted his head, licked his red tongue, looked at the pictures on the ground, and turned his head to look at his master with a puzzled look in his triangular eyes.

The owner of the Shar-Pei was a third-tier starlet in a high-fork blue and white porcelain cheongsam. She stamped her feet anxiously and whistled at the Shar-Pei.

The Shar Pei lowered his head, continued to look at the five pictures, and finally raised his head blankly, looked at the beautiful hostess, and barked.

"It's time, I'm sorry Sharpei didn't complete the assigned task..." The host smiled helplessly and asked the third-tier star to take the Sharpei back.

The second one came on stage was a beautiful big golden retriever. The golden retriever excitedly ran to the stage, squatted in front of the hostess, barked, and licked her hand in favour.

The guests at the scene were all shocked, they didn't expect this golden retriever to be so smart, and even the mall started to curry favor with the host!
The owner of the golden retriever smiled slightly and raised his eyebrows, very proud.

"What a smart puppy!" The host smiled and shook the stopwatch in his hand, "Don't please me, puppy, hurry up and get ready, the competition will start soon!"

The golden retriever seemed to understand her words, squatting quietly on the ground, staring at the five pictures on the ground with two bright eyes, and wagging its big fluffy tail gently, as if thinking about the answer to this difficult problem.

"Come on, dog!" The hostess had a good impression of this sensible and beautiful big dog, and she shook her fist to cheer it up.

The little white dog immediately barked in dissatisfaction, protesting, don't wait for favoritism!
"Little Baibai, be quiet!" Tang Jinyu, who was holding the little white dog and watched the game quietly, pinched its ears quietly, and the little white dog immediately stopped talking, and there was a purring sound in its throat, as if it was very angry.

Time passed by second by second, the beautiful big golden retriever squatted on the ground, staring at the five images of Santa Claus, it looked at it many times but did not see any difference between these five pictures, it was full of anxiety Spin around.

"It's time!" The host shook her head helplessly. Although she also liked this well-behaved and docile golden retriever, failure is failure, and there is no way around it.

With his head down, the golden retriever walked down the stage resentfully, lying at the feet of its owner, making a whining sound, with big teardrops streaming from the corners of its eyes. The owner felt distressed when he saw it, so he hugged its head and comforted it softly.

"I'm also a little sad." Xiang Ling was very moved, holding Wang Jie's head and stroking it, "Poor Er Gouzi..."

Wang Jie was embraced by her with a dark face, and his short white hands stroked his short hair one after another. It was itchy, but it was quite comfortable...

The competition in the dog group was very cruel. Nearly half of the participating dogs were eliminated in the first item of picture recognition alone. Next, it was the little white dog's turn to play.

"Xiaobai, come on!" Tang Jinyu shook his fist at the little white dog. The little white dog wagged its tail and blinked its big black eyes. It's a small problem, look at the dog!

The little white dog suddenly picked up Tang Jinyu's wallet and rushed onto the stage.

　Thank you for voting for a lot of monthly tickets, thank you very much, I ask weakly, is there any more?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)