This star is from the earth

Han Jue's voice is very recognizable. Although he is wearing a mask, which hinders the transmission of the voice quality, people who are familiar with him can still hear it immediately after listening to a few more words.

Weng Yao and Han Jue were unfamiliar, but they could quickly tell the difference.

Just because she has been paying attention to Han Jue since she knew the story of her cousin and Han Jue. I used to just listen to Han Jue's songs, but now I even watch variety shows. At this moment, there are many variety shows that Han Jue has participated in in her mobile phone, and she has to watch them every few days. The euphemistic name is to observe and learn, to cultivate a sense of variety.

Looking at the well-dressed man in front of him, Weng Yao knew that he shouldn't be so happy, he should hate him. After returning from the United States, the cousin never mentioned Han Jue again, maybe because she was isolated in this life, she was not allowed to mention it. She probably understood her cousin. After all, Han Jue was her only failure. The proud cousin may not be able to let go so quickly.

But Weng Yao thought that the person in front of him was Han Jue, and his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. The reason is the same as above, because Han Jue is the only failure of the cousin.

Seeing Han Jue, many thoughts flashed through Weng Yao's mind. I want to get closer, but I have concerns. After all, she was still the younger sister of Han Jue's ex-girlfriend, and she didn't know if Han Jue recognized her, and what would be his attitude after recognizing her?

[Should you recognize it? 】 Weng Yao was a little nervous.

In order to confirm his guess, Weng Yao took the initiative to stay at the front desk.

Because the form requires the adopter to fill in the identity information.

"Why is it called [Valentine's Day]?" Weng Yao looked at the form and asked pretending to be nonchalant.

Han Jue noticed that there was someone around him, and was about to make a long speech, so he turned his head and saw Weng Yao.

Weng Yao wasn't looking at him, but brushed his long hair sideways to him, revealing a slightly hot cheek and a delicate ear.

Weng Yao's morality is not as good as that of his sister, and his eyes reveal a lot of thoughts.

Looking into Weng Yao's eyes, Han Jue felt intuitively that he might be recognized, most likely because of his voice. But guess what. It is impossible to adopt animals secretly. When he came to adopt a husky, he was ready for his identity to be known.

Han Jue looked at the young male volunteers in the corner of the hall, who were still refusing to relax, and turned back to continue filling out the form, saying, "Because today is Valentine's Day."

Weng Yao also saw those male volunteers who were pretending to be busy with work but actually peeking at her. In the past, she would smile a little, even in the rain and dew, but now that Han Jue was in front of her eyes, she had no time to pay attention to those rotten sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs.

"Is it Valentine's Day in other countries?" Weng Yao asked in surprise. [Valentine's Day] This saying only exists abroad. The Chinese Valentine's Day is the "Lantern Festival", but the single women's "Qiqiao Festival" is also coming from behind, gradually turning to Valentine's Day.

"Well, in the west, today is Valentine's Day." Han Jue responded.

Weng Yao looked down at the black cat lying peacefully at Han Jue's feet, and said, "That's fine, the names don't overlap easily."

"Um."

Weng Yao suddenly thought of something, and asked with a lively smile in his eyes: "Today's New Year's Eve, why don't you name it Thirty?"

This issue has long been considered for Han Jue, the nicknamed king. He wrote something, and said casually: "I call it thirty-three outside, and others will think that I call it a retail price. Thirty yuan, and thirty yuan is a cat to take away."

Thinking about that scene, Weng Yao couldn't help laughing.

Even if she doesn't look at the ID card handed over by Han Jue now, she can confirm that the person in front of her is Han Jue.

"I'll keep it secret for you." Weng Yao took Han Jue's ID card and operated in front of the computer at the front desk to register him.

Weng Yao winked playfully at Han Jue, but said nothing. If I were another employee, I would probably jump up when I saw the photo on my ID card.

"Thank you." Han Jue expressed his gratitude for this. It's good to have less trouble.

"You're welcome." Weng Yao lowered his eyebrows and smiled. I was sure that Han Jue recognized her, and his attitude was still very friendly.

Some happy.

So the conversation became more cheerful.

For Weng Yao, Han Jue only treats her as an ordinary volunteer, and will not deliberately avoid and put on a cold face just because Weng Yao and Weng Nanxi know each other.

Han Jue has no hatred towards Weng Nanxi himself, and has no reason to blame a little girl who went to the rescue station to give her love.

But Han Jue wouldn't ask her how Weng Nanxi was doing after leaving America, or why she would be a volunteer here on the 30th day, and she wouldn't expect any interaction with her.

Instead of looking at humans, look at animals.

It seems that except for humans, as long as it is a fat thing, it will make people feel cute.

According to this cute standard, the little black cat still has a lot of room for improvement. Its hair is fluffy, and it looks plump, but it is actually lean and has no flesh. When you hold it, you can feel the skeleton, and it feels very bad.

But Han Jue stroked it just like touching a lover.

For life, it is not easy to come up with a name, but there are fetters when you come up with it.

After giving the black cat a name like "Valentine's Day", Han Jue felt that a spiritual connection was created.

[I'm also a cat person...] Han Jue felt flustered.

While casually talking to Weng Yao, Han Jue finished filling out the form. Han Jue hugged the black cat, waiting for Weng Yao to check the form.

"No problem." Weng Yao put down the form.

Next, Han Jue couldn't take the cat away, because the little black cat was injured on his left leg. When Han Jue hugged it, he didn't dare to support its injured leg.

Weng Yao took Han Jue to the veterinarian with kindness. Occasionally, veterinarians come to the aid station to help, and they are also kind-hearted, and they are not in a hurry if their wages cannot be paid sometimes.

"[Valentine's Day] Although it is a free adoption, there is still a charge for injections and medical treatment." Weng Yao explained to Han Jue while walking. It didn't save Han Jue because he was a star.

Han Jue nodded, expressing his understanding.

The breed animals in the rescue center are adopted for a fee, one is to prevent secondary trading, and the other is that the paid money is not given to individuals, but is used to improve the lives of small animals in the base.

Small animals like little black cats are free to adopt. But the so-called free adoption does not mean that people who come to adopt don’t have to pay a penny, but that they don’t have to pay a penny to the center. The money paid is for vaccination or sterilization. The payment of these money guarantees that people can get it back. The home is a healthy animal.

Even if Han Jue could save money, he would not save it here. If the money can help more stray animals find their owners, he is very willing to help.

"Will you tweet when you go back?" Weng Yao asked. If Han Jue mentions the [Modu Sunflower Rescue Station for Stray Animals] on the Internet, whether it is volunteers or people who adopt animals, the increase will bring great help to the rescue station.

"Okay, no problem," said Han Jue, who is not stingy in helping out, but he also has his own principles as an artist, "but I won't encourage fans to donate, can I?"

"Really? Okay, enough is enough," Weng Yao was pleasantly surprised, "I'll tell the stationmaster the good news later!"

Han Jue quickly stopped: "Don't worry, don't worry, let's talk about it when I go back."

It's not asking for a discount, so it's meaningless to reveal this star status...

"All right."

When we found the veterinarian, the station manager, Sister Li, was already there.

Sister Li saw that Han Jue's equipment was also puzzled, a little strange. But she was not so curious that she had to see what Han Jue looked like. Because some people dress strictly, maybe it's because they have scars on their faces, or they have skin diseases or something, so they dress up like this.

"Have you registered?" Sister Li asked Weng Yao.

Weng Yao nodded.

Even if it is a suspect or a cat abuser, as long as the ID card information is registered, there is no way to escape.

[We'll have to see what this guy looks like later. 】Sister Li, who was full of curiosity, quietly made a decision in her heart.

"Give the kitten to the doctor, don't you still want to adopt one?" Sister Li smiled like a salesman at Han Jue, then waved her hand and said to Weng Yao, "Xiao Weng, take this gentleman to turn around."

Han Jue's body trembled, and then he remembered that he was here to adopt a husky today, and almost forgot.

Weng Yao happily took Han Jue to the kennel.

"What did you want to adopt?" Weng Yao asked.

"I saw on Weibo in the morning that your official account posted a picture of a husky a few days ago. I don't know if that husky has been adopted yet."

"Husky~" Weng Yao thought for a while before nodding, "It's still there."

"That's good." Han Jue breathed a sigh of relief, otherwise he would have to run to the next rescue station.

"But why would you want to raise a husky? Huskies are stupid, but pastoral dogs are smart." Weng Yao couldn't bear to see Han Jue being deceived by the husky's cold pupil color.

As one of Huaxia’s signature dogs, the Pastoral Dog is smart and cute. Many people in Huaxia don’t like to raise foreign dogs, so they choose to raise a Pastoral Dog.

"It's okay." Han Jue waved his hand, not worried about adopting a silly dog.

Because he is not raising...

The form just registered is usually convenient for people from the rescue station to return to check whether the adopted animals have been treated badly. But unlike guns, animals can only have one owner. As long as the animal is healthy and happy, the owner can give it to others for adoption.

Han Jue handed over the husky to Sha Niu, not worried that Sha Niu would treat the dog badly.

When we arrived at the kennel, Weng Yao pointed to a half-sized husky in the kennel for Han Jue to see. The husky’s name—【Niu Niu】is hung outside the kennel.

[It's a good relationship with Sha Niu. 】Han Jue nodded.

"Niu Niu was only one month old when she was abandoned, and now she is almost four months old." Weng Yao said.

"Has no one adopted it for so long?" Han Jue was surprised, because the husky in front of him was not bad in appearance.

This dog has been looking at Han Jue solemnly since Han Jue came in. Cool, a very energetic guy.

"because……"

Before Weng Yao finished speaking, he was caught by the husky in front of him [Woof! ] roared, interrupting the next introduction.

I saw this dog named [Niu Niu] suddenly start running around the wooden kennel at high speed. Han Jue silently watched it run one lap, two laps, three laps...

Suddenly it roared, stopped abruptly, turned its head and bit its own tail.

Suddenly biting his own tail...

And bit myself.

"┗|｀O'|┛Aw..." Husky cried out in pain and rolled on the ground. After it got up, it looked around, thinking that it was plotted by a dog.

After looking for it, it saw Han Jue standing five meters away from it outside the kennel.

Both the person and the dog were stunned.

"Uh." Han Jue had a premonition that something was about to happen.

Sure enough, the next second, the husky roared at Han Jue. The barking of a four-month-old dog was not dull, and the immature roar sounded wronged: "Wow, woof, woof!!!"

"Hiss..." Han Juewan heard Husky's grievances, and immediately sucked in a breath of cold air.

[It's none of my business! 】Han Jue really wanted to yell back, but he didn't yell because he was afraid of getting into a fight.

Weng Yao asked him from the side: "Do you still have it?"

"Hiss~ wait a minute, let me think, let me think..." Han Jue held his head in his hands, his pupils vibrated wildly, as if he had been hit.

one. Happy Mid-Autumn Festival.