Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 84

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Shen Luo sat down and flipped through the magazine a few more times. He was feeling a little unsure. It had been a long time since he'd written anything. Back in school, sure, his grades were decent, and teachers used to read his essays out loud to the class—but that was years ago. He hadn't picked up a pen for anything serious in forever.

Still, Shen Luo couldn't bring himself to walk away from that article fee. Even if he only got one or two short pieces published per issue, that was still a few hundred bucks. Enough to buy food for the cats and dogs, at least, right?

So he dragged Zheng Jiamei away from the computer, sat down, and started drafting his first ever pet care article.

After struggling for the better part of the day, a short and punchy piece titled "How to Choose the Right Pet for You" was finally born.

Zheng Jiamei, his very first reader, gave her verdict, "Super straightforward. Not much of a writing style, but it's packed with solid info."

Shen Luo scratched the back of his head. In this entire clinic, Wang Wei was out of the question—he only had a junior high education, so his literary skills were pretty basic. Wang Bo had a college degree, sure, but he was a hardcore STEM type and a total nerd with zero artistic flair. If he had even a shred of that, he might've landed a girlfriend by now. Definitely not helpful. As for Zheng Jiamei, well, she'd "drifted through" college, not exactly a scholar either.

After sizing up the whole team, Shen Luo suddenly realized—he didn't even know what kind of degree Xiao Chuan had, but somehow, he was still the most educated person who'd ever worked here.

That made Shen Luo miss Xiao Chuan even more. Xiao Chuan had always kept the accounts crystal clear, business was always surprisingly good, and the online shop was full of little campaigns that boosted sales. Truly, one Xiao Chuan was worth three people.

With no other option, Shen Luo resigned himself to the painful task of revising his article.

He went through revision after revision, and only when Zheng Jiamei finally gave it a lukewarm "not bad" did he dare send it off, noting his professional identity—because sometimes credentials did matter.

Maybe You Minran had already mentioned him to the editor, because just when Shen Luo was mentally preparing himself to wait a couple of weeks for any kind of response, he got one in just three days.

"The writing's okay—nothing special stylistically, but the content is clear and practical. It's already accepted. You'll receive a contributor copy and payment as soon as it's published."

Shen Luo stared at that phrase "already accepted" for a long time, almost not believing it was real. Sure, he'd hoped to get published, but he didn't think they'd do it just because of a personal connection.

A little later, the editor even called him. After confirming his identity, the other person got straight to the point. "Your article's very informative, which is great. We'd like you to go deeper on the topic of choosing a pet."

Shen Luo, stunned and a little breathless, asked, "Wait, is this... a commission?"

The editor, probably never having dealt with someone so green, replied, "You could call it that. But if the article isn't good enough, it still gets rejected."

"I understand!"

Shen Luo had never aspired to be a "literary guy," but now that writing could earn money, he was more than willing to give it a go.

His first article had discussed which kinds of people were suited for dogs versus cats, clearly stating bold opinions like: "College students shouldn't raise pets. People allergic to fur—don't even try. If your job keeps you busy, it's a no-go."

It was just over 2,000 words, but it took him days to write.

Being a "literary guy" really wasn't easy.

Still, having his first piece accepted gave Shen Luo a major confidence boost. Maybe he did have a little bit of writer's blood in him after all.

While Shen Luo was busy planning more articles, Xiang Weiran and Li Jinzhu showed up with Baobao and King Kong.

"I think Baobao might be pregnant. Could you check?" they asked.

Shen Luo was amazed—Already? That was fast.

Xiang Weiran grinned and said, "It's like people—when the love is strong, things move quick."

Shen Luo thought to himself: Yep. Tough girls really are in a league of their own. Best keep a safe distance.

Wang Bo ran the tests and confirmed it—Baobao was indeed pregnant, though still early.

Both owners were overjoyed, and Shen Luo was too—because pregnancy and postpartum care meant more business for the clinic.

Ever since Baobao and King Kong got together, people had already started placing "preorders" for their pups. Shen Luo didn't get involved in that—it was up to the owners.

Just as Shen Luo was caught up in his writing, something major happened at the clinic: that unpredictable border collie, Brother Pi, got wrecked—black eye, bruises, the works.

Turned out, Brother Pi had tried to mount Zhen Tian.

Shen Luo was speechless. This guy's insane. It might've been fine if he'd picked a docile dog like Ethan—Ethan would've just walked away. But Zhen Tian? A retired police dog? One false move and your family jewels were history.

Luckily, Brother Pi's jewels were still intact. The rest of him? Not so much.

Zhen Tian had this cool, ascetic vibe about him—he wasn't friendly with most dogs, only a few like Ethan were on decent terms with him. He didn't even give Shen Luo much face, and yet Brother Pi had the guts to make a move on him? What, did he eat too many steamed buns and let the gas go to his brain?

During recovery, Brother Pi kept howling dramatically, claiming not only his body was hurt but also his heart. Shen Luo rolled his eyes—serves you right.

Zhen Tian, on the other hand, lay on the floor calm as ever, like he hadn't just pummeled the guy. Shen Luo couldn't help but admire him—now that's big boss energy.

Then again, when he thought about it, wasn't the dynamic between Brother Pi and Zhen Tian exactly like himself and Xiao Chuan? He couldn't imagine Brother Pi ever winning over Zhen Tian, and by that logic... what chance did he have with Xiao Chuan? Especially now that Xiao Chuan had been MIA for half a month. Just thinking about it made his chest tighten.

Brother Pi was as thick-skinned as they came. After a few days of rest, he was back out there playing, face still swollen, acting like he didn't care one bit what others thought. Shen Luo had to respect that kind of carefree attitude.

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