"How can it be so cute!"
"Yeah, it's really cute~"
Wen Xi and He Xing stared at Guangzai who was sitting on the ground chewing food, and they became more and more excited as they talked.
He Tingyan, feeling left out, spoke calmly from behind the two men, "The giant panda, also known as the iron-eating beast, has a bite force second only to the polar bear. Its claws are as sharp as scalpels, and it can break bamboo thicker than its thigh with its bare hands. In ancient times, it was Chi You's mount and a formidable beast."
Wen Xi: “…”
He Xing: “…”
Tourists: “…”
Guangzai looked aggrieved.
His ancestors were indeed military generals, but now they make a living by being cute, okay?
Guangzai, who was in a bad mood, walked slowly with his feet turned inward, holding a carrot and shrinking into the corner to chew it.
Mom, where are you!
Come quickly, here comes a fierce man, and he said he was fierce...
Seeing Guangzai running to a corner and hiding, everyone sighed.
"Guangzai, look here, look here!"
A tourist wanted to take a picture of it but couldn't coax it out.
"Uncle, Guangzai's parents are from Sichuan, and his nanny is also from Sichuan. He can't understand other dialects." He Xing saw the tourist scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, and kindly reminded him.
"Really? Then let me give it a try." An old man from Sichuan laughed when he heard what He Xing said.
"If you want to tease me, do it quickly. It's only five minutes!"
A Sichuanese woman, holding her little grandson, urged her husband.
The old man took a deep breath and shouted at Guangzi's back, "Hey, Fatty, why don't you listen to me? They're calling you. Don't just focus on eating. Show off!"
"That's right, can't you pretend to know everything? We waited in line outside for more than half an hour before we finally saw you. You are even more impressive than the Monkey King next door! Give us some face." The old lady echoed.
Everyone laughed at the authentic Sichuan dialect. Guangzai moved his ears, and after a while, he actually crawled towards the crowd.
He posed handsomely while holding a half-eaten carrot in his hand.
"Yeah, this guy can really understand Sichuan dialect!" The old man who spoke the dialect laughed naively.
Everyone was smiling and scrambling to take pictures.
5 minutes passed quickly.
He Xing felt a little unsatisfied.
He pestered He Tingyan and wanted to queue for the third round.
At this time, a volunteer with a panda hairpin on his head came over.
"No, kid, there are a lot of people who want to see Guangzai today. Each person can only queue up twice. Why don't you come and join our garden party? The winner will have the opportunity to take a close photo with our Guangzai!"
"Really?"
When He Xing heard that he could take a photo with Guangzai, his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Of course it's real. You can even give kisses and hugs."
He Xing immediately hugged Wen Xi's legs and gave her a longing look.
He knew it was useless to ask He Tingyan for help.
This man hates being in the spotlight.
"Sister Xixi, let's go."
Wen Xi was melted by his starry eyes.
“Is the activity difficult?”
"Not big at all." The volunteer assured, patting his chest.
"Okay, lead the way."
Wenxi is very imposing.
The three were led to the challenge site.
There are three levels in the event, and whoever gets the most carrots at the end wins.
The first level is rock climbing.
It imitates the living place of giant pandas in the wild, and the rock wall looks uneven.
Staring at the seven or eight-meter-high climbing wall in front of him, Wen Xi was dumbfounded.
This is not difficult?
Are you kidding me?
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