I am a national treasure, who am I afraid of?

Chapter 155 Those Who Don’t Understand Mujiazi Language Are Not Good Breeders

Gu Cang's actions really exceeded everyone's expectations.

But human beings are always good at finding reasonable excuses for something that they cannot explain, such as natural disasters and man-made disasters caused by ghosts and gods. Regarding Gu Cang's high IQ performance, "careful" people also began to think about it. Then he attributed Gu Cang's performance of kissing to daily training - Qin Yiren's shrug was the signal.

Of course, this is something.

As far as the scene is concerned, the eyes of the reporters lit up one after another.

So soon another reporter was picked up, who thought for a while and said, "I also want to ask Cang Cang, Cang Cang, which animal do you like the most in "Cute Pet Bumper Cars"?"

"This question has nothing to do with the theme of this time, right?" the host next to him reminded.

Wang Cong smiled and shook his head: "It's okay."

Qin Yiren reached out and touched Gu Cang's bear's head, and scratched it lightly.

Then face the camera.

Gu Cang tilted his head, opened his mouth and said:

Meow meow meow?
Uncle Xiong can't even speak, how do you ask Uncle Xiong to answer?

"666" was still posted in the barrage group. Faced with Gu Cang's high-level operation, a group of people worshiped instantly, but in the worship, there were also some strange remarks:
"Cang Cang, you really have plans for that Persian cat, right?"

"Are you planning to abandon Xiaose and Yiren?"

"Hey, hey, don't think that if you put a cat after your name, you can really interbreed with cats. Hey, those with reproductive isolation!"

"Reproductive isolation is afraid of eggs, Cang Da Zonggong said, let's talk about anal first."

……

With the first two reporters leading the way, the following reporters boarded the boat one after another. Except for a few who had to ask questions about tasks assigned by the editor-in-chief, most of the others participated and chose Gu Cang as the subject of questioning.

Then, Gu Cang said that it really beeped the cat.

There is no end to each of these.

The questions are all kinds of strange and varied, such as "Who does Erha and Lulu like the most", "Which kind of bamboo do you like to eat the most", "Do you like to sleep on your stomach, lying down or hanging up"... What do you think of this? Doesn't look like a professional reporter, does it?

Gu Cang felt that his drowsiness had completely disappeared.

On the contrary, the soul of complaining in his heart is awakening, and the raging desire to complain reaches his throat, but he didn't lose control this time, but he always felt that it was very uncomfortable to be stuck in his throat, so he became more and more impatient to answer the following questions, I almost gave up my burden.

Seeing Gu Cang's performance, Qin Yiren told the host next to him.

So the host said: "Okay, okay, it's almost time, and after the last reporter finishes asking questions, we will be done, and everyone can call off work and go home early... this one, you seem to have never spoken Woolen cloth."

Following the host's guidance, several eyes fell on a reporter in the corner.

Still a young man, the reporter smiled awkwardly, took the microphone and said: "I feel that the seniors present have already finished asking the questions that should be asked, so in the end... er, Cang Cang, Cang Cang is very concerned about this press conference. Is there anything to say?"

puff!
There was a chuckle from the side.

It was gray again.

Little did he know that Panda Cang Cang's face was full of disgust.

Even so, the microphone changed hands several times, and finally ran into Qin Yiren's hands. Qin Yiren rubbed his cheek against Gu Cang's bear's head as a comfort, and then held the microphone to Gu Cang's mouth.

But Gu Cang was dissatisfied, he pulled the microphone over by himself, held one bear paw tightly, and buckled the other bear paw on it, adjusted the volume to the maximum, then put it to his mouth, opened his mouth and shouted:
"Meow ow ow... hiccup!"

The voice was terrible.

It came out from the loudspeakers all around, it was horrific!
Those who were close were even startled, covered their ears and ran away in a hurry, but more people still stared at the roaring panda with dumbfounded eyes, and at the same time, a thought flashed in their minds: the microphone must never be pointed at anything other than the panda. Any animal other than humans - this is definitely committing suicide!

Regardless of what they think.

On Gu Cang's side, he raised his voice, and his mood immediately improved.

He happily returned the microphone to the host who had turned into a bitter melon face, and took a group photo. During the group photo, he stuck out his tongue and acted funny... After the group photo was over, he was carried back to the panda garden by Qin Yiren.

Landing.

There are two pandas in front of you - Erha and Lulu.

The two sat side by side, with two bear paws holding a pot of milk, drinking with relish, even when Gu Cang came back, he didn't pay attention to it, but the ditch-toothed flying squirrel hanging on the old arbor chirped. with.

Gu Cang ignored it and crawled slowly, but he was hungry. Before Dai Xiaoxiao and Han Ziyao brought the food, he ran into the duty room first, took out a box of bear biscuits from Dai Xiaoxiao's snack bag, and crawled Put it on the wooden shelf, tear it open and eat it, looking outside while eating.

Bright lights.

Although it is not appropriate, Gu Cang has searched his poor vocabulary and can only use this to describe it.

As the night fell, the guests left, or the mobile phone lights or flashlights, or the natural street lights and the colorful lights at the press conference, complemented each other. Inside the lights, most of them were warm-colored lights, which did not look dazzling, but had a soft illusion.

This is the feeling of ending after a grand event, but there is not much disappointment, but there is a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.

"Light, get a flashlight!"

"Come and help me move the table and chairs."

"Be careful over there, I'm going to tear it down!"

"Here, have a drink."

……

Han Ziyao walked over and saw Gu Cang eating bear biscuits, shook her head helplessly, took the biscuits away, and said, "Cang Cang, come down, don't eat the biscuits and stop eating later, it's not healthy."

Gu Cang rolled his eyes, and the bear's paw patted on the wooden shelf.

clap clap clap!
"Ask your Yiren to carry you away." Han Ziyao said with a smile.

clap clap clap!
Gu Cang continued to shoot.

"Why don't you let your family Xiaoxiao hug me, anyway, I won't hug you."

clap clap clap!
Continuing to knock, taking advantage of the trend, Gu Cang lifted the other bear paw and pointed to the outside of the field—why does it take so much effort for Ma Wei to talk to you child.

He doesn't even understand Mujiazi, and he's still a fart breeder.

"No, no, no, absolutely not. I am a principled person. Even if Xiaoxiao and Yiren are forced to commit themselves to you due to your lust, I will insist on keeping my pure and pure body..."

"Yaoyao."

A middle-aged voice interrupted Han Ziyao's smug joke.

Han Ziyao froze.

Then subconsciously, I wanted to run to the duty room, but it was too late.

The middle-aged man continued: "Don't run away, I know it's you, hmph, you've grown up, I'd rather be transferred to Suhe University's photography major than study abroad, and you lied to me for three years... Come here, Wash your face and follow me."

"Daddy, Daddy... I know I'm wrong, so don't scold me, I'm already an adult." Han Ziyao turned around, and suddenly changed her pitiful appearance, "You let me go with you at such a late hour, don't you want to ...Do you want domestic violence?"

"Domestic violence, hurry up, I haven't seen you in half a year, come with me to have a meal, and I'll leave after the meal..." Han Xin looked at his daughter's Sajia with a look of disgust, "Come on, I'll be late What about the ten o'clock plane?"

In a hurry, the father and daughter left.

Qin Yiren also carried Gu Cang to the dining table, and put the two chicken legs on Gu Cang's plate:

"Here, Yaoyao's chicken legs are yours, Cang Cang."

　Ask for a monthly pass.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)