Chapter 1656
Pet King
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Zhang Zian could tell that Luo Qingyu had coaxed a group of new students to be his photography models. When the new female students heard that the president of the photography club was going to take photos for them, they would be very happy. Who didnât want to keep their beautiful youth in their photo albums forever? However, Luo Qingyuâs skills â¦
The entire mountaintop was very quiet, and only the group of people could be heard chattering.
The girls were a little scared when they saw Fati, but Fati immediately rolled around on the ground mischievously, which soon amused them and removed their wariness against it, not to mention that it was still tied up.
Some of the bolder girls even tried to get close to it. Seeing that it was unusually docile and had no ill intentions, they played with it very easily.
Luo Qingyu was busy teaching the girls how to pose, teaching the club members how to choose angles, and sometimes even personally doing it. He was very busy.
Two girls had just finished shooting and were sitting on the stone bench to rest. They turned to look at the teahouse in hidden fog enviously and half-jokingly said to Luo Qingyu,ââSenior! Senior! Weâre so tired from posing, our faces are sore, and weâre thirsty. Please treat us to tea!â
âThatâs right, senior. Letâs go to the teahouse to shoot. Whatâs the point of always shooting outside?â The other girls also took the opportunity to jeer.
Luo Qingyu glanced at the price on the wooden board and tried to scare them,ââThis is a famous tourist trap. I heard that the tea here has been tested for pesticides. For the sake of your health ⦠You should drink some water!â
As he spoke, he took out two bottles of mineral water from his bag and handed them to them. They were ice cream, the kind that cost one Yuan a bottle. They were not as good as the cats in Zhang Zianâs shop.
The girls these days were all smart. How could they be deceived by such a clumsy lie? they pouted and pushed the ice Dew away.
Even if Zhang Zian had a psychological trauma about the teahouse in hidden fog, he couldnât stand it anymore, because the photography club and the girls all used the teahouse as the background to take photos, but in turn, they were slandering the teahouse.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Luo Qingyu turned a deaf ear to the girls âcomplaints. Anyway, he had tricked them to come here to take photos. At most, he could change to another group of girls when he went back. There were so many new students, and some of them would be fooled.
âBy the way, senior Luo, did you see a girl who looked like a middle school student just now?â Zhang Zian asked.
âLook ⦠Wait! Donât call me senior with that old face of yours!â As soon as Luo Qingyu opened his mouth, he immediately reacted,âIâm not your senior!â
âI saw it! He saw it! What an exquisite little girl! You look like a doll!â
The girls at the side, however, chimed in.
âOh? She went into the teahouse?â Zhang Zian asked.
âRight! Senior Luo tried to stop her from taking photos, but she ignored him. He even said he wanted to treat her to tea, but she walked into the teahouse herself. â
The girls glared at Luo Qingyu with resentment. If looks could kill, Luo Qingyu would have fallen from the top of the mountain.
Luo Qingyu asked suspiciously,âwhy do you want to know about the little sister?â What are you trying to do?â
âWhat are you trying to do? âYou even stopped a middle school student and wanted to take a picture â¦â Zhang Zian retorted.
âIs it wrong to pursue art and beauty?â Luo Qingyu said.
Zhang Zian thought for a moment.âWell, youâre right. I know a little girl with good qualifications. Iâll introduce her to you when she goes to junior high school ⦠By the way, her name is Wang Yaning.â
âWang Yaning? Alright, Iâll remember this name. â Luo Qingyu nodded.
Zhang Zian mourned for him for a few seconds, thinking that he would leave the university campus in the form of going to prison â¦
Since he couldnât get any more useful information from Luo Qingyu, Zhang Zian gave old time tea a look and walked into the teahouse under the girls âenvious gazes.
He pushed open the door of the teahouse, and a faint fragrance of tea mixed with the smell of flowers and herbs overflowed. He and old time tea took a deep breath at the same time. When he drank tea, it was like a whale swallowing a cow. He could not taste any difference between good tea leaves and bad tea leaves, but this only proved that the tea leaves he drank were not good enough. Otherwise, anyone with a tongue would be able to taste the difference.
The teahouse was a little dark and quiet. There was only one customer, the middle school girl. She occupied a table by herself, holding her chin and waiting for the tea to be served. She shook her head slightly, as if she was watching the shopkeeperâs tea making skills with great interest.
She was facing the counter, and Zhang Zian still couldnât see her face from behind. He wasnât interested in what she looked like, so he found another empty table and sat down.
âWelcome. How many guests?â
The waiter walked over briskly and was about to hand the menu to Zhang Zian, but he suddenly stared at his face in confusion and froze.
âYou ⦠You again! Youâre a freeloader!â
She finally remembered, pointing at his face and shouting angrily.
Zhang Zian was speechless.
He didnât expect that she would still remember him after meeting him once a year ago. Could it be that she had been blacklisted without his knowledge?
The waiter held the menu in front of his chest like a shield and stared at him guardedly.âWhat are you doing here?â You still want to freeload?â
âCough! âYou canât say that. Last time, your shopkeeper gave me a free meal, not a free meal â¦â Zhang Zian corrected her with a lack of confidence.
The last time he was here, the Pet Shop had a lot of things to do, and every penny he earned had to be spent sparingly. He definitely couldnât spend it extravagantly in such a luxurious place. Almost a year later, although he was not a rich man, he could still afford this level of consumption, so he really came here to spend this time.
The waiterâs eyes were clearly saying that only a ghost would believe him! Last time, you fooled us so badly, donât expect us to fall for it again this time!
âAnxin! How can you speak to a guest like that?â
The female shopkeeper surnamed ye had just been focused on making tea for the junior high school girls, and now she finally had time to scold the waiter.
âSister ye, you donât recognize him? âHeâs the despicable freeloader from last year â¦â The waiter pointed at Zhang Zianâs face, feeling wronged.
âHow many times have I told you, whoever enters the shop is a customer! Do what youâre supposed to do, apologize to the customer!â The female manager raised her voice.
The waiter was so angry that he clenched his teeth, as if he wanted to rush up and bite him, but he did not apologize.
âCough! Thereâs no need to apologize, I know sheâs joking ⦠Haha! Bring me the menu, do you have any new refreshments?â Zhang Zian took the initiative to help both sides out.
âIce and water has been sold out, please donât ask for a higher price!â The waiter quickly said.
âIâm here to drink tea. What the hell is plain water with ice?â Zhang Zian pretended to be confused. Could it be that after the last incident, this teahouse really added water with ice to the menu?
âHmph! Iâd like to see what youâre up to this time!â
The waiter saw that the female manager was really about to lose her temper, so he reluctantly threw the menu on his table.