270 A Plan to Play Pranks (1/2)

Chapter 270: A Plan to Play Pranks

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Zhang Zian made his decision to temporarily abandon the easy way. He would try other ways to solve the problem, for he could not let his previous efforts go in vain.

”Little Celery, tell your Brother Store Manager the details. What happened exactly?” he squatted down and asked seriously.

Little Celery looked up and found that her Brother Store Manager was smiling calmly as usual.

She felt a little bit relieved, but still she asked cautiously, ”Brother Store Manager, you are not going to blame me?”

”Why would I blame you?” Zhang Zian asked her instead, ”You did not do anything wrong. Well, Little Celery, now tell me the details. What did your classmates say about you?”

After hearing Zhang Zian's words, Little Celery finally became less gloomy, the tears in her eyes gradually evaporated, and then she mumbled, ”After school yesterday, a few classmates and I stayed to discuss what we should perform to celebrate the anniversary of the founding of our school... and I proposed that we perform a fairy tale. ”

”What fairy tale? The Wizard of Oz?” Zhang Zian recalled that when he was a child, he seemed to have performed at a festival program for the school anniversary as well. He participated in the program of ”The Wizard of Oz” with his class, and successfully played an important role in it—a tree on the roadside.

”No, not The Wizard of Oz... it's a fairy tale created by ourselves...” said Little Celery bashfully.

Seeing Little Celery like that, Zhang Zian guessed the original fairy tale might be Little Celery's work, or at least she was involved in the creating process.

”That's nice. And then what happened?” He asked.

Little Celery paused and continued, embarrassed, ”The fairy tale is about... pets in a pet shop... and all of them can speak and become friends of everyone...” Then, her face turned red.

”Oh, I see.” Zhang Zian said, as if thinking of something.

”Brother Store Manager, are you going to laugh at me?” Little Celery seemed very concerned about his opinion, and asked this very seriously.

Zhang Zian didn't laugh at her, he just suddenly sighed emotionally—all this time, he had not been aware of it, but he was living in the fairy tale world that children were dreaming of!

In his small pet shop, his pets could talk, they could do things beyond people's common sense, they could help people, they could become friends of people, and they could maybe even develop deeper feelings towards people—if his pet shop was not a fairy tale world, what place could be?

Every day, from morning to night, he had to serve Fina and Snow Lionet, prepare tea for Old Time Tea, play hide and seek with Galaxy, and had to put up with Richard's endless and noisy babbling... Although he did not tell others, he felt annoyed sometimes. However, still a lot of people envied him, and would be willing to give up everything in exchange for the life he was living.

How desirable! Such a pet shop might only exist in the fairy tale.

”I'm not going to laugh at you,” he replied to Little Celery just as seriously. ”A pet shop in a fairy tale... sounds very interesting. I believe it will be a good show if you and your classmates can organize the rehearsal and prepare for it.”

”Really?” Hearing that her idea was appraised by Zhang Zian, there were sparkles shining in Little Celery's eyes.

”Yes,” he said. ”Your classmates, they don't like this show?”

”Woo...” Little Celery was in low spirits again. ”Well, a few girls liked it at first, but the boys...”

”What's wrong with the boys? They didn't like your idea?” He guessed they didn't. Boys of that age probably didn't like fairy tales anymore — they preferred programs like Ultraman beating up little monsters.