"Student, can your Old Liu catch a frisbee?" Qian Qi turned and asked Liu Cheng.
Liu Cheng shook his head repeatedly, "No, I've tried training him many times, and even showed him videos. He simply doesn't understand."
So far, Old Liu can only grasp the attack commands he says, beyond that, he's clueless.
Oh wait, he can also shout for food on time.
"I see..." Qian Qi twisted her head, realizing there was nothing handy nearby, so she asked Liu Cheng again, "Classmate, can I borrow your jacket?"
"Huh?" Liu Cheng didn't understand what she wanted to do. He looked at his jacket and then at Qian Qi's, puzzled, "Don't you have one?"
Qian Qi glanced down at her leather jacket that cost a hefty 27 yuan and 5.5 cents, then assumed a mysterious expression, "Ah, you don't understand. It must be the contractor's clothes, you see."
"What are you trying to do?" Liu Cheng was totally confused, as were the few other Beast Master students, all showing puzzled looks.
