Softy lay quietly on the ground and simply watched as Gao Peng dragged the fat crane away .
After making sure that Gao Peng was far away, Softy got up, stuck its front paws out and gave a lazy stretch . Its back curved into an arch and its black tail swished about gently .
Softy elegantly walked to the telephone . Using its left claw, it managed to place the telephone right beside its ear . From its right paw, a single claw stuck out, which it used to gently press on the number pad .
Softy's call was answered . Meow? it said lazily .
As though totally used to it, the person on the other side answered, "Understood . "
Putting down the phone, the receptionist girl from the furniture shop took out pen and paper, scribbled something down, and spoke to her supervisor . "Supervisor, the old customer at No . 12 is requesting a new set of furniture . "
"Alright, Li, go over to his house to check out what needs to be changed . Then call back and we'll send someone over with the furniture . "
"Yes, supervisor . " A young man dressed in a blue short-sleeved shirt left the building and drove off to the outskirts on a motorcycle .
. . .
Back in his own home, Gao Peng instructed Dumby to drop Flamy .
Flamy fell to the floor with a crash . No matter how hard it tried, Flamy could not get up from the ground because it was too fat . It couldn't fly, either . It was totally round, just like a ball .
Tweet, tweet? Flamy asked its comrades in surprise . Why are you not helping me up?
Da Zi's antennae wavered as it got ready to help Flamy up .
"Don't . If Flamy can't get up on its own today, it doesn't have to get up anymore," said Gao Peng unceremoniously .
Flamy blinked and then lay on the ground, playing dead .
. . .
Gao Peng placed the fat penguin on the treadmill in his villa .
"You will properly exercise for me for the next few days," Gao Peng told Flamy, patting it on the head .
Flamy's red crest was a bright red, the color fresh blood . It was a lump of red flesh on its head . It felt rough to the touch, like a bunch of ice-cold gravel . There was plenty of friction as his hands ran across the crest . Flamy had a fire attribute, but its crest was ice cold . The surface of Flamy's feathers also felt smooth and silky, and it was really nice to touch them .
Afterward, Gao Peng packed up a bit before driving to school .
He had been riding on Stripey most of the time, and his butt was aching . Riding in a vehicle was definitely more comfortable . As he drove his large truck down the highway, he caught the envious glares of many . Such a metallic beast like that driving down the roads was indeed very eye-catching .
Gao Peng parked his truck in a parking lot not far from the school . He turned off the engine, got out, and walked toward the school .
Classes were in session . Usually, after getting two days off after the college entrance examinations, the school would carry out the extra summer holiday lessons for the high school sophomores . It was a show of warmth and caring for their students .
Gao Peng was, by right, a high school senior . He had just graduated early . Knowing that he had already finished his examinations and that his classmates were still in the classrooms working hard, Gao Peng could not resist wanting to go in and take a look at them .
The security guard stopped Gao Peng, saying, "Outsiders are not allowed to enter the school . "
Next to the security guard rested a Steel-Backed Manul, which raised its head and glared menacingly at Gao Peng . Its smooth and round body looked just like a ball . Even without revealing such an expression, it already looked incredibly vicious .
But this manul was also still small, only the length of two palms . Its meaty cheeks grew a few strands of long white whiskers, which swayed when the wind blew . It menacingly circled around Gao Peng, walking in a unique manner . Its feet pointed outward while its heels turned inward, just like the Chinese character for "eight . "
"Uncle, I am from this school," said Gao Peng, fishing out his student ID .
The security guard took it to take a look . "It is from our school," he said . Then he stared suspiciously at Gao Peng . "But why do I find you so familiar?"
Hearing the guard's words, the manul pounced at Gao Peng with a little mew . It tore a hole in Gao Peng's pants with its little teeth .
Gao Peng gently raised his right leg and the palm-sized manul fell over backwards with its legs sticking out in the air . It rolled over on the ground and then viciously pounced at Gao Peng again .
"Stop it," Gao Peng scolded the fat little thing in a deep tone .
He bent down and picked up the manul, finding that the little fella was actually lighter than he had thought it would be . Its smooth fur was rather thick, just like a thick layer of hide . The short, fluffy furs pricked Gao Peng's palm, making it itch .
After being picked up by Gao Peng, the little fella kept reaching out with its paws to attack . It was extremely comical and cute .
The manul cat was known among felines for having short, stubby legs . With its large square face, round ears, and short stubby tail, it looked like a chubby, little thing .
"Uncle, how come you're raising a manul cat now?" Gao Peng asked curiously . He remembered that the security guard didn't have any pet in the past .
The security guard frowned at Gao Peng . "I've had this little kitten for almost half a month . You're a student here, but you don't know that?"
Uhh…
Gao Peng was at a loss for words . He did not think that the security guard would be so serious about his work .
"I'm from Year 2, Class 3 . I took the college entrance examinations early…" Gao Peng began explaining the situation to the guard .
The security guard slapped his forehead . "I remember now! You're the salted fish!"
Gao Peng's face fell .
The security guard chuckled as he took out his phone . With a very practiced motion, he unlocked his phone, opened up WeChat, and scrolled through one of his chats . Very quickly, he found the picture, and tapped on it to enlarge it .
Gao Peng was lying spread-eagled on a large rock . Around him were his familiars, all in similar positions . Below were the words in large white font: "I have become a salted fish . "
Gao Peng's face froze with an awkward smile .
"No wonder you looked so familiar! You're the salted fish," chuckled the security guard .
"Uncle, how long has this picture been spreading around?"
"It's been popular for a while now . Hey, hey, don't go . There are a few more, and they're all pretty funny . " The security guard kept scrolling, showing Gao Peng memes of other examination participants as well .
One was of this boy sitting in a very ungraceful manner on his flying Volcanic Vulture, his hands wrapped tightly around the familiar's neck . His hair was blown into a mess, his face was pale, and his expression was frightening . Below were the words "trembling in fear . "
Puchi .
Gao Peng tried not to laugh, but he couldn't help it .
Then, he felt anger bubbling from within . Just who had taken such a handsome photo of him and secretly uploaded it onto the web!?
In the classroom, Li Zigong suddenly sneezed .
"Just a while ago, the principal held a meeting to praise you . You've brought fame to Chang'an Third High," said the security guard, laughing . "Since this is your alma mater, please go in . "
Gao Peng thanked the security guard and walked toward the school building .
The Steel-Backed Manul kitten cautiously hid behind the guards's legs, staring at Gao Peng as he passed . It even mewed menacingly as Gao Peng looked over .
Gao Peng smiled and continued walking into the school .
School was still the same . Nothing big had changed, and the teachers were all still there . But for some reason, it had still lost that sense of familiarity . It was like a stranger returning to an old home that another family had moved into .
Below the math building were a few pots of bonsai . Under the blazing sun, they were all baked brown .
Suddenly, Gao Peng heard the school bell ring . A hoard of students came scrambling down the stairs toward the cafeteria .
Gao Peng shook his head . He had a complicated look in his eyes . He knew that he would not have a chance to come back to this school in the future .
After things were settled, he would be heading over to Yuzhou, even though Chang'an was his home . But still, was a place without family still considered home?
Chapter end
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