Royal Beast: A Million Evolutions of Magic Pets

When a woman says she doesn’t want to eat, she doesn’t really mean she doesn’t want to eat.

Wang Chong understood and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a small shop selling skewers on the street nearby. He took Fan Shi there and bought a variety of items and two large glasses of soda.

How can grilled skewers be enjoyable without soda? That's the soul.

Looking at the greasy skewers in Wang Chong's hands, Fan Shi frowned: "It looks a bit unhygienic~"

"Research has proven that boiling water at 100 degrees Celsius can kill most bacteria, while the maximum temperature of charcoal in an open fire can reach 600 degrees Celsius. No bacteria can survive such high temperatures for half a second."

"So, we can eat with confidence." As he said that, Wang Chong picked up a skewer himself, and the fragrant taste immediately filled his mouth. He took another sip of the cold soda, and the feeling was really refreshing.

Seeing Wang Chong eating, Fan Shi frowned a little, but she still wrapped the bamboo stick with a paper towel and took a bite gently and slowly. The fragrant smell brought back memories of her childhood, but she always

I felt something was missing: "It's okay, but it seems to be different from when I was a child..."

"When you were a child?" Wang Chong asked strangely: "Have you not eaten for a long time?"

Fan Shi took another small bite, as if to taste it again, with a little sesame on the corner of his lips, and said softly: "It must have been six or seven years ago. My uncle took me to eat it once, but I was scolded when I got home.

It’s been a while. My mother never let me eat this kind of food sold on the roadside, it’s not hygienic.”

"That's it." Wang Chong was stunned, but he didn't find it strange at all. He could see that Fan Shi's family was well off, and many families who were worse off than hers were afraid of these roadside food stalls and would never let their children eat.

After reading the news, he was no longer surprised.

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Fan Shi again and tapped his lips to indicate that something was stuck here. Fan Shi immediately stretched out her tongue and licked her lips, leaving him stunned again.

This was the first time he saw Fan Shi doing this kind of action. It was cute and a little tempting. His throat felt a little dry.

This place is close to the competition ground, and there are many students coming and going. When a student couple came out of a small shop next to it, they saw Wang Chong and the two at a glance.

The girls looked at the scene of the talented and beautiful two people eating skewers together and found it very romantic and envious. The boys looked at Wang Chong and Wang Chong in shock, as if they had witnessed some extremely incredible event.

"Humph, I'm already by your side, and you're still looking at other women!" When the girl saw the boy's appearance, she suddenly became angry and pinched the boy's arm hard: "Do you think I'm not pretty enough for her?

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"No, no!" Such a proposition, how dare a boy answer incorrectly: "Whether it is in my eyes or in my heart, you will always be the most beautiful!"

"Actually, I was looking at that man. Don't you think he looks a bit like Wang Chong, the genius magic pet master from Class 8, Grade 3, who is one year above us? But the woman seems to be Fan Shiye from No. 1 Middle School. She should be

How could they, who are rivals, be together!?"

"Huh?" The girl was surprised: "The handsome guy just now looks very much like the legendary school idol Wang Chongnie from Class 8, Grade 3. Wow, he's even more handsome in person than he looks in the photos!"

"Hey, hey, I'm your boyfriend, right?" Now it was the boy's turn to be jealous: "Besides, what's the use of praising him for being handsome? Do you think he will fall in love with you and choose you as his girlfriend?"

"What do you mean!?" The girl suddenly became angry: "I won't eat anymore, I want to go home!"

The noisy young couple behind them did not affect Wang Chong and the two of them. They were standing in front of something that was surrounded by a tarp and looked a bit like a three-dimensional game console.

The difference is that Fan Shi sees novelty, while Wang Chong sees nostalgia and memories.

"I didn't expect that the trend of photo stickers would start to emerge in this world..."

Photo stickers are an indelible part of the memories of many people born in the 80s and 90s, especially girls. Before smartphones were popularized, photo stickers were a way to take all the latest and coolest selfies.

place.

There are various photo frames with various styles, as well as friends who are known to have a lot of fun together and put on all kinds of coquettish and ridiculous moves and postures, plus removing freckles and acne, widening the eyes and slimming the face, and rejuvenating the face.

With unique beauty functions such as plastic surgery, photo stickers have become a hot trend.

Many people have left behind their youthful and flamboyant years here.

Of course, the "killing Matt" look that was indispensable in that era is also indispensable, as well as looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle with a bright and sad look.

Fan Shi looked at the photo stickers held by several girls who came out laughing and joking, then looked at the place where they came out and asked: "Is that the place where the photo stickers were taken?"

She had seen the girls in the class showing off before, but she had never been interested and really didn't spend time playing with these things. Continuous practice was the most important thing in her life.

Perhaps it had been a long time since he had been so relaxed and happy, and there were no parents or elders nagging in his ears that this was not allowed and that was not possible. Fan Shi suddenly became interested: "I have never taken a photo shoot before."

Wang Chong, who was entangled in memories but also became interested, nodded and said: "There happens to be no one, let's go in quickly."

Fan Shi couldn't let go, so she just took a few photos with a slight smile and at most posing with scissor hands.

Fan Shi's looks are there, even if she can't do any cute moves, at most she can do scissor hands, and sometimes her face is expressionless, but the photos taken are all so beautiful and good-looking, not inferior to those in the magazines.

model on the cover.

But Wang Chong still couldn't stand it anymore. He felt that such a serious photo post had no soul, so he asked Fan Shi to select dozens of various funny or silly photo templates, and also made various

All kinds of funny actions made Fan Shi couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh.

"Come on, come together, it's fun together! Like this, a big toad with a big mouth! Haha!"

At first, Fan Shi was a little reserved, but under Wang Chong's guidance, she gradually relaxed, and the smile on her face became more and more natural. In the end, she even took many weird photos with Wang Chonghe, and even

Photo albums are only taken between couples.

When leaving, Fan Shi was still a little reluctant to leave: "It turns out that taking pictures of photos is quite interesting. No wonder the girls in the class always like to come and play."

"If you like it, you can come here more often in the future. There's no harm in going out more often." Wang Chong said as he handed another photo post to Fan Shi.

He printed two copies in total, one for each person.

However, Fan Shi hesitated for a moment but did not take it: "Just keep it, I won't take it, otherwise my mother will see it and scold me again..."

"It's getting late. I have to go back. I've wasted so much time and I have to catch up on training..."

"Thank you very much for asking me out today. I haven't been this happy for a long time, but I will still try my best to beat you! Thank you, goodbye!"

On the way back alone, Fan Shicai, who felt inexplicably happy, suddenly realized: "Hey, something seems wrong. Shouldn't I reject him outright and cut off all his thoughts? Why does it suddenly feel like a date?"

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"But, it seems that he has never said anything similar to a confession? How about waiting until the next time he wants to ask me out? Or, waiting until he explicitly confesses?"