The last golden silk bear in the universe

Because he was confused and wanted to continue to sleep, Song Changan let Arnold control him blankly, and then he was carried to the office next door with a basket.

Just like that, today's little anchor Song Changan was 2 minutes late for the live broadcast.

But if he can appear, the people who have been waiting anxiously on Xingwang can finally let go of their hanging hearts.

Yesterday, the Academy of Sciences announced the new news of the cub and released the latest video record of the cub. At the same time, it issued a notice to change the real-time show time. Although the change of the real-time show time caused some people's dissatisfaction, it still In the face of the safety of the cubs, it is still not worth mentioning. They still can't sleep peacefully without seeing the cubs. Until now, these people are really relieved.

[Changan Zai Zai is fine, that night’s Zai Zai was really scary, I thought he was seriously ill, woooooo! 】

【Let's stop mentioning those bad things, right?? Major General Arnold, they should be more anxious than us. 】

[Zai Zai seems to be recovering quite well,?? It seems that he is still a little tired. Gently Changan, Zai Zai, take a good rest! 】

[Hahahaha, Little Chang'an doesn't seem to know where he is now! 】

Song Changan, who looked tired, was actually really tired, not only physically, but also mentally.

Last night, the memory of climbing over the mountains to Arnold's pillow is still playing in his mind, but when he wakes up, don't talk about the pillow,...he is still sleeping in the small basket, and Arnold also Didn't tell him about taking him back at night, is it really just his dream?

Song Changan, who tried his best to have a bed-climbing dream, fell down again, turned over and began to sleep.

If it was a dream, then come again today.

Song Changan, who had already made up his mind, lay there, pouted his little butt and continued to sleep.

Arnold, who had just brought the water bottle and food bowl, saw that the cub had fallen asleep again, so he could only raise his eyebrows and put everything aside.

In view of the extraordinarily bright light in this room, Arnold found a small blanket and covered the upper part of the basket, blocking most of the light falling on the cubs, and it would not affect the viewing of everyone on the star network. Then he sat down handle his work.

When Song Changan really woke up, he didn't know what time it was. Arnold fed him water, took him to wash his little teeth, and then fed him.

Today, Song Changan can already eat chopped food instead of liquid. After chewing a few bites of carrots that were only the size of his finger, Song Changan looked at Arnold and had to say that cutting them like this was really embarrassing for them. Yes, but for him, it is still more refreshing to eat like this, and it feels like he has really eaten something.

Arnold watched the cub fill his stomach, opened the cub's mouth to look at his wound, and let him move freely after it didn't affect him.

Song Changan, who was full of food and drink, was running around energetically, the area was only on the table, running twice on the roller from time to time, or running to Arnold's side and squatting there quietly watching him.

The cub that seriously affected Arnold's work was pushed away again and again, but he was sent back and crawled back persistently as if he was blocked.

For a while, the audience on Starnet could only see the golden cub being grabbed by one hand and put back into the nest, and then when the hand was retracted, the little golden hair ball jumped and rushed over again. There was only an empty tabletop left, and the hand reached out to put the cub back in a few seconds, and the cycle repeated.

[Today is also a day to envy Major General Arnold! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!let him go!let me! 】

[Let me help the major general bear this suffering!I voluntarily take care of Chang'an Zai Zai, and I will never receive a penny of salary! 】

【Zai Zai is so cute!That paw!The look of being strong is so cute! 】

Because the cycle of the cub being carried back and rushing forward seemed to be regarded as a game by him, Arnold raised his eyebrows and stretched out his hand to stop him in the direction of his advance. Sure enough, the cub did not avoid his hand this time. Head against his palm, trying to push his hand away.

The fluffy little ball is exerting strength with its four paws. In fact, it can be strong and gentle. Arnold watched him change positions from left to right, but his strength didn't increase at all. Occasionally, he would relax a little and let him take two steps forward. Just push forward with more energy, and have a great time playing.

Arnold found helplessly that since the cub climbed onto the table during this period, he has gotten closer to himself, always trying to come to his side, and his work efficiency has become lower and lower.

Arnold couldn't help it for a while, with the cub at his side, no one could ruthlessly reject him, and he was certainly no exception.

Arnold is in pain and happiness. He has no way to change, and actually doesn't want to change.

In the end, it was Milna who knocked on the door and came in to rescue Arnold. She brought the latest molar cakes developed for cubs by the logistics department.

Because of the unexpected encounter with the cub this time, they also paid attention to the cub's teeth grinding problem.

Although Arnold was there and agreed to cut their teeth regularly, seeing how the cubs were not cooperating before, they still had to make some efforts in their daily life to prolong the time for teeth clipping.

The cub is not interested in wood and stone. These two materials are actually more suitable materials for grinding teeth. However, the cub itself is not a house-breaker. I have never seen a cub caring about wood, and occasionally The stones he brought into the rice bowl will also be thrown away in disdain, and the only thing that can make him move his mouth is food and the fingers of people who make him angry.

The logistics department has nothing to do every day, and this time it finally played its role. Facing the hungry cubs, of course, the food can make the cubs more excited, and this is also their strength.

The molar cake this time is made by grinding the cubs’ favorite grains into powder, then mixing it with milk, and finally pouring it into a mold to bake. At first, it was just a suggestion from an unknown employee in the logistics department. I didn’t expect the finished product to be amazing. good.

The aroma is very strong. The grain itself is a compound. After being ground into a fine powder, the unique aroma did not dissipate. Instead, it melted into the milk. The entire logistics department was shrouded in that strong aroma. Many people passing by Everyone sneaked in and dug a few pieces to eat.

It's just that these teething cakes may be suitable for eating on weekdays, but if they are used to grind teeth for cubs, they may still be worse, after all, they can be easily crushed.

So in just a few hours, the people in the logistics department gradually controlled the moisture inside on the basis of the first attempt, and the final product perfectly reached the standard for grinding teeth, and the aroma was not lost at all.

As the only steel-toothed rabbit in the scientific research institute, Milna published the most authoritative experience: "If you can give me a few more yuan every day, as long as I eat slowly, I think I may be able to spend a few dollars a month. Save money on cosmetic dentistry."

Cubs who are very fond of grains and milk will definitely like this molar biscuit. They have even fantasized about cubs having to grind their teeth desperately because they are tempted by the aroma, so this final molar biscuit was released in the shortest possible time. delivered to the cubs.

When Milna opened the door and came in, the rich aroma of milk mixed with the aroma of grain poured into Song Changan's nose. He sniffed and found the source of the aroma accurately, and looked at the Milna in small plates.

"Major General Arnold, these are the teething cakes prepared by the logistics department for Chang'an," Milna said, "Chang'an likes to eat, so he should like this."

Song Changan glanced at her. What does this mean? Are you talking about his gluttony?

He is not a glutton!

Even so, he unconsciously relaxed his grip on Arnold's palm, and slightly stepped on his palm to look at what Milna was holding.

Even though he knew he couldn't see it due to his stature, he was always curious, anyway, he was definitely not greedy.

Milna put the small plate on the table, and there was only a piece of milky white and yellowish biscuit inside. It was round in shape, with burnt and undulating edges, which looked like a huge poached egg without yellow.

Drooling Song Changan rushed out immediately, threw himself into the bowl, and took a deep breath while holding the biscuit.

Song Changan: "It smells so good!"

He felt that he was not full just now, and now he could eat a little more, so he confidently wanted to remove the whole biscuit, but because the biscuit was still relatively large for him, it was very laborious.

Arnold also knew the plan of the logistics department, but he didn't expect the speed to be so fast. The finished product was produced the next day. Judging by the appearance of the cub, he should like it very much.

Just as Song Changan dragged the biscuit and stumbled for two steps, Arnold scooped it up from behind before it came out of the plate. He couldn't grab the biscuit and could only watch the super-smelling biscuit fall back again. After turning it around twice steadily, it fell back into the plate.

Song Changan, who was put in the small bowl, was so angry that he slapped his thigh: "My biscuit!"

Arnold nodded his little head: "If you can't move it, I'll help you."

As he said that, he picked up the biscuit and stuffed it into the cub's arms. The unhappiness on the cub's face disappeared in an instant. He touched his aching thigh, smiled at Arnold, bowed his head, and began to bite him. biscuit.

With an extremely clear "click", Song Changan was stunned.

He looked down at the biscuit in his arms, which he could barely hold, touched the tiny white scratch on it, and fell into deep thought.

Only then did he recall that what Milna had just said was "molar cakes", not biscuits.

He took another bite, looked at the second unclear scratch on the top of the biscuit, and felt the malice of this world: "..."

He's just a little golden bear!Why did you give him such hard teething cakes!why why!

Song Changan felt that whenever he polished his teeth, he would be able to finish this biscuit.

The golden cub's eyes were full of despair, it was really too painful to smell it but not to eat it.

Arnold pinched his soft and wrinkled ears, trying to cheer him up: "Take your time, it will be crushed soon."

Song Changan: "You haven't bitten it, of course you don't know how hard this biscuit is!"

This biscuit was like a stone that smelled very fragrant. Song Changan looked around, trying to find a place for Arnold to listen to it, and finally his eyes stopped on the small bowl he was sitting on.

He beckoned to Arnold, and then with a lot of effort he pressed one side of the biscuit to his stomach, lifted it up a little and knocked the other side on the edge of the bowl, he managed to make Arnold hear it, and at the same time his whole body It also fell down a bit.

At the same time the biscuit hit the edge of the bowl, a crack appeared, and the next second the whole small bowl shattered to the ground. Song Changan sat on the pile of debris with a dazed expression.

Almost at the next second when the sound sounded, Arnold's complexion changed, and he grabbed the fat cub who was still there in a daze, and carefully checked his buttocks and back for wounds. Because of the fluff, the cub has no scars on its body.

It took Song Changan a long time to come back to his senses after being frightened. He looked at the intact piece of molar cake in the small bowl with dull eyes, and touched his ass with some fear: "..."

Is this thing really for grinding teeth?

This thing took out a proper killing weapon and a shield, didn't you see that the little bowl was already dead?

Suddenly Song Changan felt that his love for the biscuit had faded a lot, and he lay on Arnold's wrist without moving.

Milna was also taken aback, and quickly packed up the wreckage of the small bowl and sent it out, leaving only the molar cake.

The cub kept looking at the piece of molar cake, and had a new understanding of how hard it was. Arnold reached out to pick it up and put it into the cub's den.

Originally, Arnold was afraid that the cub’s food would be messed up, so Arnold just carried the cub into the bowl just now, but now, he feels that even if the cub eats in the nest from morning to night, it will not get dirty. After all, he may Can't bite down at all.

Soon, Song Changan was sent back to the nest by Arnold again.

Seeing the molar cake so close at hand, Song Changan kicked it first, not only did he not kick, but his own foot hurt.

Song Changan: "..."

But this taste is really too fragrant, perhaps because of the drying, the taste of those milk grains is concentrated in this small molar cake, and the aroma is much stronger than that of single milk and grains.

So it didn't take long, Song Changan succumbed to his strong appetite again, holding this piece of molar cake and began to gnaw vigorously again.

After gnawing on it for a long time without moving it, Song Changan felt that there was nothing wrong with touching his front teeth for the time being, only the sound of cracking made his brain hurt, but he refused to give up - he had already tasted it.

What you can't get is the best, the little powder scraped off by his small teeth is especially delicious in Song Chang'an, but it's too little, and I wish I could chew the whole piece and swallow it.

It's just that Song Chang'an's imagination is destined to be nothing but imagination. In order to eat more, he can only continue to grind and grind. After grinding his teeth for more than half a month, a shallow gap was formed.

Song Changan got angry and threw the biscuit away.

Eat, eat, eat, what to eat, eat so much that you will be exhausted from eating, will eating this stuff starve him to death?

Song Changan made up his mind that no matter how delicious this molar biscuit was, he dragged the biscuit with great effort and was about to throw it out of his basket, expressing his firm determination.

In the end, Arnold couldn't stand it any longer, and gave him crumbs of molar cakes the size of his fingers for him to eat.

A cub who gave up halfway squatted next to the biscuit, chewing on the crumbs, it was a fragrance.