Zerg daily life of earth people

A beautiful Ragdoll cat jumped onto a bench in the garden and stared into the distance.It has bright big eyes, white and flawless fur, a soft belly, bouncy pads, and a big fluffy tail.

It sat from morning to night, took care of itself without saying a word, and maintained its beauty at its best, but he still couldn't wait for the poop shovel officer who fed it small dried fish.

That shit shoveler is actually a bit bad, always likes to mess with his fur, press the pads on his feet, rub his belly, and sneakily touch his big tail.He doesn't like it very much, but the excrement shovel officer is too good at coaxing the cat. He gives the cat a head, plays with toys for the cat, and gives the cat a small fish.

At first, Maomao refused, but the dried fish was too fragrant, and the shit-shoveling officer came to coax him every day, so he shamelessly compromised. He thought that although I ate dried fish, it didn’t mean I accepted the shovel. Shit officer, I still hate him.

The cat got used to being fed by the shit-shoveling officer, and began to wait every day, but suddenly one day the shit-shoveling officer didn’t come.

On the first day, Maomao thought: If you don’t come, you won’t come, whoever likes to wait, anyway, I don’t care about it.

The next day, Maomao thought: If you show up today, I can show mercy and let you press the meat pad.

On the third day, Maomao thought: If you show up today, I can let you rub your belly.

On the fourth day, Maomao thought: If you show up today, even if you steal my tail, I won't scratch you anymore.

On the fifth day, Maomao thought: Are you dry without any small fish?In fact, it doesn't matter, as long as you can come, I don't have to eat.

On the sixth day, Maomao thought: Why don’t you come, is it that Maomao is not cute?

My fur is still beautiful, my meat pads are still elastic, my belly is very soft, and my tail is still fluffy.Why don't you come, have you forgotten that there is a cat waiting for you.

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More than half a month has passed since the explosion and collapse that day, and Shelley's life seems to have all returned to the original track during this half month.

Three meals a day, class and school, back and forth between school and home.He listened to the teachings of his female father, listened carefully in class, and after class, he was still nervously preparing for the exam with exercises and workbooks. It seemed that only by being so busy could he completely clear up his extra thoughts.

After that day, Claudia disappeared from his life as if evaporated.He will no longer meet him all the time like before, nor will he appear suddenly at a certain time from time to time. Even when he occasionally plays games, he can only see his gray head. The physical education teacher in the school has returned from vacation. The office returned to its previous appearance, and the topics of the students changed one after another, and no one would talk about Claudia, who had once amazed them.

Everything seems to be the same as before, and everything seems to be different from before.

Only in the dead of night, when Shelley looked at the black and white optical computer in his hand, did he dare to reveal such a trace of emotion, let himself give that number, and send one message after another that was destined not to get a response.

"The weather is fine today. I met a cute ragdoll cat on a bench in the garden. It seemed to be waiting for someone. I wanted to feed him cat snacks. It ignored me and just jumped away."

"Today the teacher wrote a big question on the blackboard, and none of the classmates could solve it. I was the only one who solved it. Am I very good?!"

"There is a new movie "The Domineering President and the Little White Flower" released in the cinema, which is said to be highly rated. Unfortunately, there is too much homework to write, and I don't even have time to watch it."

"Steve was fined to clean the classroom for a week, and he also enjoyed the meticulous care of the old class. No one can save him this time."

"The school celebration will be in a few days. The school spent a lot of money on this event, and it has already started to set up the stage today. The scene is beautifully decorated."

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Those short messages were like mud cows falling into the sea, without any splash or response, only the bright red signs of unread followed, stinging Shelley's eyes.

He fell asleep in a daze, and the thoughts suppressed by busyness during the day flooded towards him like a flood gate at night. The memory fragments frame by frame and scene after scene were like silent sea water , nearly drowning him.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

"The moon is coming towards me, how could I not love him."

"Shelley, when will you grow up?"

"May the one I love love me like this."

"I really hate separation."

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Shelley woke up from the almost suffocating memory. The moon hung high outside the window, guiding the lost passers-by in the dark night, but he could not guide him in the direction of his heart. He could only disintegrate him bit by bit. Perseverance and persistence all the time, looking for the answer from the chaotic thoughts, the answer that is likely to refute his cognition.

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The next morning was the art class. The art teacher took the trouble to explain the precautions of portrait painting on the podium, from drafting, building facial features models, dealing with light and dark relations, to sketching and coloring, toning and smearing, all listed one by one , and then began to let the students take photos and copy paintings.

In the classroom, the little males set up easels one after another, set up drawing boards, picked up brushes and sat in front of the canvas, and began to draw on the photos.

The photo is a screenshot of a very popular female worm star. She has blonde hair and blue eyes, and is deeply loved by the Zerg race.

Shelley picked up the paintbrush to outline the sketches. Obviously, the drafting went very smoothly, but when it came time to paint, everything changed completely. The gorgeous curly hair turned into neat short hair, and the amorous peach blossom eyes turned into fierce eyes. With phoenix eyes and thin lips tightly pressed, Claudia's aggressive beauty suddenly appeared on the paper.Shelley was completely dumbfounded. Can this thing really be used as homework? ! !

When get out of class was over, the paintings of the little males were almost finished and they handed in their homework one after another, but Shelley concealed himself and refused to show the paintings to others, so the whole studio was empty, only the art teacher who was arranging the pictures and the returnees. Shelley who didn't hand in her homework.

The art teacher came over curiously to see what was going on, thinking that the students had encountered some difficulties and were about to give guidance.As a result, when he saw the painting, he also fell silent.

Shelley was a little embarrassed, so embarrassed that she wanted to find a place to bury herself. The seller's show and the buyer's show in a certain treasure didn't dare to distinguish so clearly, okay?He opened his mouth and explained weakly: "Teacher, I made a mistake in the drawing, can I draw another one?"

The art teacher had a headache, but out of love for Xiaoxiongzi, he decided to release the water.

"Actually, this painting is not bad. I just ask for a portrait. I don't ask who it is. This portrait is very vivid, so let's do it."

The art teacher dared to say that, but Shelley didn't dare to do so. He hurriedly said that he would stay and draw another painting, so that the art teacher would give him another chance.

So in the empty studio in the afternoon, Shelley was the only one left working hard to write, still making drafts and outlining the steps of detailing the facial features, but every time he drew it, it was still Claudia's face.

The waste manuscripts on the floor were torn one after another. At this moment, Shelley finally fully understood his intentions. It turns out that I am really hopeless? !

Shelley leaned on the drawing board, buried his head in the crook of his arms, and let this sudden emotion completely overwhelm him.

At this time, the black and white optical brain received a text message with only a few short words, but it was the first response from the person who hadn't seen him for a long time:

In the hospital, just woke up, I will come to you tomorrow.

From: Claudia

The author has something to say:

Stupid author: I'm going to start preparing a title for Claudia, are you looking forward to it?

Cats are so cute, who can say no to cats?

Everyone can look forward to what changes will happen to Shelley with a change of mentality