Chapter 9
Imagination is rich, but reality is cruel.
The laptop comes with an external mechanical keyboard, which makes typing more convenient, but that is for human hands, not dog paws. Qiu Zijie can press many keys at a time with one paw. Not to mention checking the news online, it is difficult to even unlock the laptop's lock screen password.
But there is a solution.
He tried his best to retract his paw pads and rub, leaving only his sharp nails exposed, typing one word at a time on the keyboard. However, typing with nails was not flexible, and he couldn't even keep up with the normal typing speed. Occasionally, he would press other keys and result in garbled input. At this time, he had to delete the garbled input and try again.
Over and over again, it was not until the afternoon that he finally deciphered the lock screen password.
The first thing to do when logging into the system:
He downloaded Kingsoft Typing Master to facilitate his calligraphy practice in the future. He believed that as long as he practiced it, he would not need to spend so much effort like he did today.
After some more clacking on the keyboard, a web page popped up on the computer screen. He was used to using keyboard shortcuts and command line interface to operate the computer, and the mouse was usually just a decoration, but the web page was opened, and typing and searching for news still took time.
Half an hour later, he finally found the news he wanted to read.
Judging from the time of release, it has been more than a week since the school dormitory building collapsed. Many media and well-known online bloggers have been paying attention to this matter. The Xinhai government has also attached great importance to it and has urgently intervened in the investigation. However, the specific cause has not been announced yet. Only the number of injured in the accident has been made public, including 96 people with minor injuries, serious injuries and those rescued. Fortunately, there is no death list.
But the absence of a death list online doesn’t mean that there really aren’t any.
Qiu Zijie searched for related reports, such as the principal saying that all students would be transferred to other campuses as soon as possible to resume classes, and repeatedly emphasizing that the school's safety protection would be strengthened. There were also reporters going to the hospital to interview injured students and their families, etc. None of these mentioned the deaths.
So no one really died?
If no one died, how could my soul enter the Husky's body?
Or is it that he has become a vegetable, his soul has left his body, and is temporarily living in the husky? Does this make sense?
Qiu Zijie's mind was a little confused.
He sat upright, watching the news online with some emotion, thinking of the situation in the dormitory at that time. He remembered Song Xingqi was washing his pants in the toilet, Jiang Ling was lying on the bed eating snacks, and Sheng Xiaoxing had gone to bed early. He couldn't help but sigh. Life is really like sleeping. A day passes when you close your eyes and open them again, and a lifetime passes when you close your eyes and don't open them again.
Why.
On the surface, these are the only news that can be found. There is no more information. Qiu Zijie logged into his secret account that he usually uses to contact friends. The name is exactly the same as the king in the relationship table on the wall. It is inconvenient for him to type now, so if he wants to conduct a more in-depth investigation into the casualties in the school, he has to rely on others to do it.
My friend “Luote” replied in the dialog box: OK.
He felt strange again and said: It only takes a few minutes for you to check these things, why don't you check them yourself? Aren't you afraid that the big boss will track you down and cause trouble for you? I tell you, he was arrested by the police and is now staying in Orange. He will be in prison for several years. Our team has been disbanded.
Big Head was the former leader of their team. They used to play regular offense and defense games. After the invasion of Tianhong Group, Qiu Zijie had decisively withdrawn and it is not clear what happened afterwards. "Big Head" and "Lobot" are nicknames among their hackers. Their real identities are always kept secret and never revealed.
Qiu Zijie typed with his claws: Live like a brother, ah
Luobot: What the hell? What do you want to say, bro?
Qiu Zijie wanted to say that he deserved it, but his nails were already a little painful from being exposed all the time, and he would accidentally press other letters. He exhaled and continued typing: Forget it, I won’t mention him, you can check it out and leave a message....
Luobot: What???
Qiu Zijie had a headache. Before he could explain clearly, Luobote sent another message: Buddy, you don't have to type anymore. I understand. You have had problems with your hands recently, right? You can't type flexibly. I understand. Let's chat by voice.
After saying that, a voice popped up.
Qiu Zijie had no choice but to answer it.
Carrot: "You tell me."
Qiu Zijie raised his neck: "Awooo, awooo, awooo, awooo..."
Carrot: ""
I never expected that the voice would be even more unclear.
.....
Qiu Zijie practiced calligraphy until the evening and was starving. The two slices of toast he had in the morning would not last him the whole day. He turned off his laptop, jumped off his chair, and blew away the dog hair that had fallen into the leather chair before leaving the study. In order to hide the fact that he had never been to the study, he pressed his head against the door to close it.
The dining table and kitchen countertops on the first floor were spotless, without even a vegetable leaf. He was so hungry that his stomach was growling, and he didn't know if Fu Yu would give him something to eat when he came back, so he had to find something to fill his stomach first.
He turned his head and stared at the large double-door refrigerator.
He subconsciously licked his sore paws and kept digging at the opening of the refrigerator, pulling it left and right. His claws made a lot of scratches on the refrigerator door. When the opening was loosened a little, he gnawed it with his teeth. The more he gnawed, the harder he gnawed, and the more excited he became, and finally he really opened the refrigerator door.
Bang! A bottle of drink fell out of the refrigerator.
Qiu Zijie jumped away immediately.
A drink alone was not enough to satisfy his hunger, so he rushed to the refrigerator to look at the things inside. The things stored inside were really... shabby! There were two apples in the middle compartment. He stretched out his front foot to hook them in, but only hooked two empty spaces. The apples were too far away from him, and he unconsciously kicked his back foot on the ground.
He kicked with his hind legs and hooked with his front feet, but still caught nothing.
Qiu Zijie looked at the drink on the ground, put his front feet on the ground, walked around the bottle in a circle, then lowered his head to sniff it. There was nothing he could do, he was too thirsty.
Crunch, the beverage bottle was bitten open, and he didn't look carefully at the foreign words on the bottle. If he had looked carefully, he would have found that the beverage was mixed with alcohol of a low concentration, but it was enough to make the Husky, who had never tasted alcohol, drunk.
It was already getting dark.
A few sports cars followed a black luxury off-road vehicle and stopped at the door of a private villa.
Fu Yu got out of the car first, and the other three followed closely. These three were good friends with Fu Zhan, the youngest son of the Fu family, and they often hung out together. When they saw Fu Yu, they naturally called him "Second Brother". However, they were confused as to why they were asked to come here today.
"Second brother, what's the matter?" The one named Li Xin spoke up. They didn't ask much when they received the call.
Zhao Chengyi said, "Yes, second brother, what's so mysterious? If you have anything to ask, just tell us. We will do it for you no matter how hard it takes."
Wei Ze nodded in agreement: "Yes, yes."
"It's not a difficult task," Fu Yu opened the door and let them all in. "I have a dog at home. Can anyone of you help me take care of it for a while? I'll foster it and pay for all its expenses."
"Haha, this is not a small matter, no..." Li Xin was about to pat his chest, but when he saw the Husky lying on the sofa, he swallowed the word "problem" back into his stomach. His whole body trembled, his heart tightened, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
This is a Husky! Anyone who raises one will know that raising one will be exhausting!
You can't support it.
The other two people had the same idea.
Suddenly Wei Ze exclaimed: "Why does this husky look so much like Zhang Shiyao's lost dog?"
"Oh, it's true!" Li Xin also investigated it carefully.
The first one to react was Zhao Chengyi, who slapped Wei Ze and Li Xin on the back of their heads twice: "What Zhang Shiyao's dog? Second Brother Fu said that this is his dog, so it must be our second brother's dog. Besides, all Huskies look alike, so it's easy to mistake them. You better open your eyes and look carefully."
"Oh~ yes, yes, yes," Wei Ze pretended to be enlightened and understood it in a few minutes.
It's true that the dog belongs to Zhang Shiyao, but since Second Brother Fu said it was his, it must be his. According to the relationship between the two families, it is naturally impossible to return the Husky to the Zhang family. It's already a good thing that it wasn't killed, but Second Brother Fu didn't have time to take care of the dog, and didn't want to return it, so he asked them to come and take it away for foster care. And with the relationship between the three of them and the Fourth Young Master, there is no way they would betray Second Brother Fu.
But the Husky is a breed that destroys the house...
Li Xin scratched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Second brother, well, I already have a pet dog at home. If I raise another dog, my family will be unhappy."
"Really?" Fu Yu's chilly eyes swept over Li Xin, and Li Xin couldn't help but shudder. You know, among the four brothers of the Fu family, Fu Er is the most sinister. If you make him unhappy, you will be unlucky for a long time. So today, as soon as they received the call, they came here without stopping, but this matter...
Li Xin was very proud in his heart. He just bought an imported Italian leather sofa, which cost more than 200,000 yuan. He would be heartbroken if it got a scratch, let alone one made by a husky. He had no choice but to refuse with tears in his eyes. He just had to accept the bad luck: "Uh... yes."
"What about you?" Fu Yu looked at the other two.
Wei Ze was also worried: "Second brother, I have raised cats, but never dogs. I have no experience."
Zhao Chengyi was talking nonsense: "Brother, I have only raised hamsters. Whether in terms of eating habits or the area they occupy, they are too different. It's really..."
"Don't reject me so quickly. Think about it again," Fu Yu interrupted, and walked slowly towards the restaurant area. "As you can see, it is quiet and doesn't bark or roar. It has been strictly trained, so it has stayed here for a day. There is no damage in the living room. There is no need to worry that it will tear down your house."
After he finished speaking, he walked to the open kitchen. Fu Yu was also stunned. There was a bottle that had been bitten and a puddle of water on the ground.
He looked towards the refrigerator.
The three people in the living room all looked in the direction he was staring.
Oh wow! The refrigerator door was covered with crisscross scratches, which was horrible to look at. Then, all eyes turned to the husky lying on the sofa with its belly facing up. It tilted its head and was also looking at these people, but Qiu Zijie didn't know that he was drunk. His limbs fluttered in the air twice, and one of his claws accidentally hooked on a pillow.
The upright pillow fell down, revealing a large hole torn in it, with the white cotton exposed outside.
Then, the second pillow, the third pillow, and the fourth pillow were all knocked over by the drunk dog who kept arching and twisting his body trying to sit up but couldn't.
Without exception, all of them have holes.
Not only that, the entire gap inside the sofa cushion is filled with stuffed cotton.
Fu Yu's temples were throbbing.
He strode forward, picked up the dog with both hands and wanted to give it a few thumps, but he saw a big hole of more than 20 centimeters under the Husky's body. No wonder it couldn't sit up, it was stuck.
“........” Fu Yu gritted his teeth.
He was so angry that he threw Qiu Zijie back onto the sofa. Qiu Zijie bounced up with the softness of the sofa and wailed happily.
Fu Yu held his forehead with his hand, but that didn't stop him from telling lies: "As long as you are willing to help us take care of it for a while, I will compensate for whatever it destroys. I will settle the bill once a month and I won't treat you unfairly. How about it?"
No one answered behind me.
He turned around and saw that there was no one in the living room.
The three men took advantage of his inattention and quickly dodged, jumped into their sports cars, stepped on the accelerator and disappeared without a trace.
Fu Yu's face was gloomy. After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone and called Fu Chen, choosing his words carefully, "Brother, don't you have a Tibetan mastiff at home? A dog is quite lonely. I just happened to have a dog. Can you send it over to the Tibetan mastiff to keep it company?"
Fu Chen had just arrived home. He handed his coat to Chen Yuan, loosened his collar, and asked, "What dog?"
Fu Yu said: "Husky."
"Oh, Husky," Fu Chen's tone was normal, but he said, "I thank you on behalf of the Tibetan Mastiff. I appreciate your kindness, but you don't have to give it as a gift."
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