Yesterday was the first day of the report. Lorraine took her out for a big meal in the evening, and Ron did not go out for a walk.

To this day, Ron has surveyed the surrounding environment twice and has a basic understanding of the Orange County Police General Administration. As Lorraine and Fisher did not come back, Ron couldn't help it and decided to go out for a walk.

I jumped onto the windowsill, and the street lights outside were surrounded by small moths like yesterday. The sky was also good and the moon was bright, which clearly mapped the corners except for the street lights.

“Meow~”

A pleasant cry was made in the breeze blowing through the windowsill, Ron jumped down, landed silently on the lawn, and walked towards the playground.

According to Ron's understanding of Lorraine's urinary nature, it is mostly practiced on the playground. After all, the family motto of the Diesel family is to do it if you don't do it, and you should do it as best as you want.

Today, falling off the balance beam so many times in a row has already made Lorraine lose face. He will never give up until he gets it back.

As for Fisher, it was mostly dragged by Lorraine. After all, he is so big, it is basically unlikely that he will not touch the camouflage network.

Following the stone path on the lawn, Ron quickly passed through the distance between the dormitory building and the playground, and came to the stone that had passed by in the morning - two sweaty clothes and a few bags of potato chips were placed on the stone. It was the camouflage uniform that Lorraine and the others trained during the day.

Turning his head to the playground, two figures, one black and one white, were running back and forth between the balance beam and the camouflage net in the cold moonlight. Ron could even see the white air swelling from Lorraine's forehead in the moonlight.

Fisher, on the other hand, struggled more under the camouflage net - he obviously had learned from each other and was desperately trying to lower his body.

Although this will make the elbows move smaller, it will increase the speed of progress because the upper part of the body does not touch the camouflage net.

However, looking at the dark ball in the camouflage net, Ron's thoughts suddenly fell back.

It is said that the best-selling mobile phone in Africa is not Apple, nor coarse grain, nor Hua X, but an unknown Chinese brand: Transmission.

Why?

Because this Chinese brand solves a major problem for blacks to use mobile phones - taking photos.

Ron has seen many funny photos of black people on the Internet before. As long as they take photos in the dark or dark environment, black people have their own invisible functions and often can only find him through their eyes and teeth.

Relying on the establishment of a special action team, this Chinese brand has collected a large number of photos of African black people, carefully analyzed and improved their facial contours, exposure compensation, and imaging effects, developed a beauty model for users with black skin types, and strengthened exposure through eye and teeth positioning, successfully helping African consumers take satisfactory photos in dark environments.

Naturally, efforts will pay off. This mobile phone brand occupied 40% of Africa's market share in the rebirth of Ron, and became the mobile phone export king of Dragon Kingdom.

I wonder if Fisher needs such a mobile phone?

"Tear~"

It was boring to look at the potato chips on the stone, picked the light green package and teared it open, and a fresh smell immediately drifted out - Ron hooked out a piece from it, watching the two of them sweat on the playground while slumping beside the stone, and eating it with satisfaction.

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"Fisher, how are you practicing?"

It was past eight o'clock, and Lorraine came down from the balance beam panting - the two had been practicing for a full two hours after dinner.

Lorraine could already pass through the balance beam at a relatively slow speed without falling off. As for Fisher, he crawled out of the other end of the camouflage net and answered with a breath.

"It's almost done. Although the speed is slow, at least I won't touch the camouflage network."

"Then we should go back."

"Take a shower and go to bed early, and we will continue training tomorrow!"

When the breathing is smoother, Lorraine calls Fisher toward the stone with clothes and snacks. She will continue to train tomorrow, and it is very necessary to ensure adequate sleep.

Of course, before returning to the dormitory to go to bed, Lorraine planned to eat some snacks to supplement her physical strength to practice tonight, because the dinner at five o'clock had already been digested.

"Huh? Why is there a pack missing?"

"I remember buying four packs."

Picking up the camouflage uniform, Lorraine lifted up the shopping bag and wanted to eat while walking, but she didn't find her favorite flavor in the shopping bag. He fumbled it carefully and there were still only three packs.

"Are you too tired today? You think of three packs as four packs?"

With some confusion, Lorraine sucked a pack of barbecue flavor. As she thought about it, Fisher followed from behind and the two walked towards the dormitory.

While Lorraine and Fisher did not notice the bushes, Ron carefully hid half a bag of potato chips, pressed them with a stone to seal them, and tried to ensure that no bugs would crawl in. Today's dinner was a bit full, and Ron couldn't eat half a bag of potato chips. He decided to hide them and continue eating when he came to Lorraine's training tomorrow.

Doing all this, Ron raised his tail and emerged from the bushes, followed Lorraine and Fisher, and walked towards the dormitory.

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“Meow~”

"Hi, Orange, are you doing well today?"

Ron took a shortcut, and arrived at the dormitory earlier than Lorraine and the others. As soon as he jumped into Lorraine's wardrobe, the dormitory door opened.

Fisher looked up at Ron and said hello - people didn't fight with cats. Yesterday, Lorraine invited him to a Mexican meal, and he forgave Ron.

Fisher followed Lorraine. While eating potato chips, he was thinking about why he regarded three packs as four packs. After all, only eight dollars left in his pocket was real.

Fisher went to take a shower first, Lorraine put the unopened potato chips on the table, stood by the windowsill, and reached out to hand over the potato chips to Ron on the cabinet. He had already made sharing with Ron while eating snacks into a habit.

However, to Lorraine's surprise, Ron did not take the chips with his front paws, but pushed them back, which made Lorraine nervous.

"Orange, are you okay?"

Without caring about the strong smell of sweat on his body, Lorraine climbed onto the bed, hugged Ron from the cabinet beside the bed, and checked it over and over again - the fat meat on Ron's body started to wave with Lorraine's movement, and even her furry balls swayed left and right.

“Meow!”

Man, I'm fine, just a little full.

Can you put me down?

Looking at Lorraine's actions speechlessly, Ron let out a cat moan and said that he was fine.

Lorraine checked and found that Ron had any sluggish appearance. She was about to put him down, but suddenly she frowned at Ron's cat face.
Chapter completed!