It's too late to marry a cat [Interstellar]

It's really no wonder that the captain of the second wing quickly gave up his friendship as soon as he heard that he was going to give his general a blind date, and took the job into the arms of others with lightning speed.

As Yahuiquan's old subordinates in the "trustworthy" category, they dare not say how much they know him, at least they can understand the general's temperament better than outsiders.

Tell Yahuiquan that someone in the council wants to marry him forcibly and push him to the stage of political marriage. This is the council trying to put shackles on Yahuiquan, adding more shackles to him, and testing his boundaries.

That said, the goal of pro-friends is extraordinarily "fresh and refined". It is to choose from the foreign alliance that has been opposed to the Star Alliance for many years, and Ya Huiquan has personally led troops to fight for 35 years. Which of them may have been in the vast universe, who once staged the difficult situation of "You are the wind and I am the sand, and the artillery fire is lingering to the end of the world. Today I will hammer you into a mother or blow you into slag". Wrap the role.

Although the war is no longer fought, the two sides can now sit at the same conference table and have a barely peaceful dialogue without carrying lethal weapons.

These characters who have fought with the general on the cliff have not yet kneeled in the long flames of war, and are still very active.

But who is disgusting to put this kind of people who have been tit-for-tat against each other together and marry each other?

Besides, does General Ya look like the kind of person who would marry young?

The captain of the Second Wing accurately judged that this news would definitely step on the general's minefield, and decisively "give it up". Lu Siming was caught off guard and stepped into the trap of his relatives and colleagues. Yahuiquan's characteristic "double ice and fire" anger is ready to be swept away.

It was strange that the general didn't get angry after listening to it. He just smiled mockingly and said that he would attend the meeting on time next week.

Until he hung up the phone call, Chief Lu's bodyguard was still in a sense of unreality.

And this sense of unreality was passed on to his colleague who, at least with some conscience, came to ask him to report the situation.

Their little understanding of Yahuiquan is not enough for this kind of unexpected development. Both of them can only roughly guess that the general may have their own way to deal with it, anyway, they just follow the instructions.

A week goes by quickly.

During this week, General Ya, who was missed by his subordinates, still passed his life at a leisurely pace.

All the cat's hygiene products have arrived at home. Baili also cleaned up an unused bathroom and made a small renovation at home, turning it into a cat-only bathroom. The cat's body wash, hair polish, pet toothpaste and other items are all placed on the countertop of the washbasin.

Yahuiquan held up the small shovel that came with the cat toilet, and shoveled the cat litter for the first time in his life. The good-hearted Baili recorded the whole process, and commented in many words: "Master, your behavior at the moment is similar to that of children holding cat litter. Playing with sand shovels on the beach and building sand castles have the same effect, I am very happy to see you like this, it seems to bring back a little childishness to you who have already passed the childhood stage."

"..." Ya Huiquan glanced at the cat litter in front of him, and then at the small shovel that had just shoveled the litter box. He didn't feel childlike, but thought that his electronic housekeeper might have to overhaul the scanning system, otherwise how could he take care of it? AI, day by day, seems to have a big problem with visual docking.

His cat has gained a full 180 grams in the past week, exceeding the average monthly gain of [-] grams for kittens according to the data. A veterinarian consulted online with the kitten's initial weight data, and asked the doctor whether such an increase was healthy.

The veterinarian looked at the initial weight of the kitten, and asked about the approximate age of the cat, and replied that this increase is amazing, but considering that their kittens were too small and light when they first arrived home, this should be a kind of The kitten is trying to absorb after getting enough nutrition, and the body wants to catch up with the previous gap.

"Your kitten is growing up very actively." The veterinarian also praised the cat, and regretted that the customer who consulted online refused to open a video call and let him see the real cat opposite.

He added before the end of the consultation: "If your cat is an orange cat, or carries certain orange cat genes, then you don't need to worry too much about the weight gain of the kitten, because the orange cat doesn't care about it. No matter how you raise it, you will eventually grow into a strong and fat cat."

After exiting the dialogue window, Yahuiquan looked down at the cat on his lap, and weighed it in his hands even if it had increased by half a catty, but with the initial 230 grams, the whole thing was still less than a catty one time.

He felt that even the word strong was far from the other party, let alone fat.

"It's delicious." He said when he put the kitten back on his lap, "Let Baili open a new can for you tonight."

The cat curled his arm with its tail after hearing the fattening announcement.

The kitten does not have the trouble of body management anyway, unlike its owner who is self-disciplined every day even though he is recuperating at home.

Yahuiquan is used to getting up at five o'clock every day and going to the training room to do two hours of regular comprehensive exercises.

If the cat in Yashangjiang’s house could talk, it would probably only ask Yahuiquan one question, that is—have you decided on my name?

Yes, until the day of this week's meeting, General Yashang, who hadn't been seen in public for a long time, wore a neat military uniform and went out for a meeting, but his cat mate was still an unknown kitten for the time being.

He hasn't taken out his name yet.

The conference building is located in the central administrative area, in the same large area as the previous unlucky information center.

On this day, it was only after eight o'clock, and it was still two hours before the bilateral meeting held at ten o'clock. In the conference building, which is mainly composed of highly transparent building materials, people can already be seen hurrying, and occasionally Can hear whispering.

"...really coming?"

"The attendance list has been checked eight times. As of this morning, there is no intention to adjust it. It seems to be true."

"But the representative of the extraterritorial alliance today is not..."

"Yes, so isn't this arrangement a coincidence?"

The two administrative secretaries holding electronic recording boards were talking in low voices while walking towards the door of the meeting room to be used today, and they were in tacit understanding. When they were about two or three meters away from the meeting room, they closed their voices by coincidence, An Jing Walk in quietly one after another, do the final pre-meeting inspection, and make sure that the nameplates of each participant are in place.

The news that Yashang will confirm to attend this meeting was only released on Monday of this week.

Before returning to the star, he had been staying in the recuperation cabin to recuperate. When he could be transferred from the medical monitoring center back to his home, he went through the exclusive channel in a low-key manner, avoiding outside inquiries and returning to the mansion.

If anyone had seen him in person recently, they had to count the clerks he met in the transfer area when he came back to re-record his personal information.

Today will be his first official appearance after his recuperation period.

It wasn't just the two secretaries who couldn't help talking about Yahuiquan's attendance. After another half hour passed, people who were accustomed to arriving early for meetings showed up one after another.

But no matter if they choose to stand outside for pure chatting, to spy on information during the pleasantries, or to go through today's topics in advance after taking a seat, and to make the final sorting out of their manuscripts... Whether they intend to or not, they all cast their eyes in the same direction .

——It was in the front seat of the long table, where the nameplate "Yahuiquan" was placed.

Yahuiquan never arrives early for political and cultural meetings, but he is never late either.

When the clock moves towards 9:45, most of the participants have entered the meeting room to take their seats. After those vacant chairs are filled one by one, it is particularly prominent when there are still a few unoccupied seats. The people at the other end of the room door were the first to hear the sound of footsteps coming from the glass corridor outside.

People who have received precise training and are almost meticulous about themselves usually walk with distinctive character traits.

The sound of the footsteps was very regular, every step was as precise as if it was stuck in a rhythm. The hard soles of the military boots stepped on the glass road, but they were not bulky.

The man was supposed to be tall and his legs were long enough.

Therefore, the person at the outermost end of the conference table heard his footsteps, and felt that he hadn't walked many steps before the sound of footsteps approached from far to near, and a tall figure appeared next to the door.

The uniforms of the Star Alliance are mainly white, and the uniforms of high-ranking generals have narrow gold edgings in addition to the badge epaulets that symbolize the military rank.

This week Monte star has entered winter, and the outdoor temperature dropped sharply. Yahuiquan couldn't hold back his electronic butler before going out. He also wore the same white cloak with gold trim over his uniform.

The military cap cast a little shadow on his face, his black hair stood out against the white military uniform, his brown-red eyes were hidden in the shadow cast by the brim of the cap, and a few people who accidentally met his eyes Also subconsciously avoided.

Disregarding the attention cast in the meeting room as nothing, Yahuiquan casually raised one hand on his shoulder, and pulled down the cloak that was no longer needed after entering the meeting room.

Behind him, the head of the personal guard who followed him stepped forward, took it with both hands, and went to the side rack to hang the cloak for the general in a well-trained manner.

As if there was no one around Yahuiquan, he continued to move forward. He passed by a crowd of people waiting at the long table, and sat down at the place where his nameplate was placed.

After taking his seat, he casually tidied his white gloves and smoothed the folds that fit his wrists. Then he raised his eyelids and looked up at the attention of the room.

"I haven't seen you for so long," he said. "This reaction from everyone makes me think that I have some supernatural powers that I can remotely control your eyes and throats."