There is a poem that says:
I opened this mountain and planted this tree!
If you want to play games, stay and buy road money!
Although it is just a doggerel, it can accurately reflect the current situation of various competitions at home and abroad, including but not limited to the pet industry and cfa, as well as competitions in other industries.
If you want to participate in the cfa championship, you must have a pedigree certificate, which can prove that your cat has been registered in the cfa, and this is the voting certificate for participating in the competition.
As the saying goes, fat water does not flow into outsiders' fields. If one unregistered cat wins the grand prize, how can a large number of registered cats and their owners be embarrassed? Who will pay the registration fee
After Tim's reminder, Zhang Zian remembered that it was indeed the case. Participating in the CFA Championship requires a pedigree certificate. If you want a cat without a pedigree certificate to participate in the CFA Championship, you can only fake it with a set of certificates like an unscrupulous cattery . Leaving aside whether he is willing to spend the money or whether time is too late, even if he agrees, it is impossible for Fei Na to agree! Let it pretend to be a descendant of an ordinary cat to participate in the competition. It is estimated that Zhang Zian has been culled by it at the same time as the proposal is said...
To blame can only be blamed on Zhang Zian's impromptu idea without much consideration.
Seeing his regret, Lauren felt very sympathetic, and asked her husband, "So Jeff can only go to CFA to watch the game as a spectator?"
Tim thought for a while: "If you want to participate in the competition, is there another way?"
"How?" Richard asked.
Tim explained: "In addition to the championship competition, CFA also has domestic cat competitions for cats that have not been registered with CFA. The domestic cat competition does not require a pedigree certificate, and there is no specific appearance standard. Cats of different breeds In the mix, the judges will score the cats based on fitness and performance, and both purebred and non-pedigree cats can participate. Jeff If you want to participate, you might as well do it this way.”
"Domestic cat competition?" Zhang Zian thought for a while. He participated in this competition just for fun, not for fame and fortune. It doesn't matter what kind of competition he participates in and whether he can win the championship.
So he nodded in agreement.
Tim also breathed a sigh of relief. He was very worried that the other party would suddenly make some unreasonable demands that were difficult for others. He didn't want to make the qigong master feel bad at this critical moment, otherwise his puppet training would be in vain... Looking out the window, Fina stayed outside alone, lying on the railing under the eaves, lazily basking in the sun.
This cat is beautiful, very beautiful, with a graceful posture and a pair of fascinating turquoise eyes Tim admits, but it does not meet the cfa's criteria for judging the Egyptian cat. Modern Egyptian cats do not have mackerel on their bodies. Fish prints, but this golden cat has them, which probably means... it's not purebred. Also, Egyptian cats are honored in silver, and golden Egyptian cats... never seem to be seen.
Even if Zhang Zian got the pedigree certificate from somewhere, and took this golden cat to participate in the competition, it would be impossible to win the championship, even if the sun came out from the west, it would be impossible. However, if you participate in the domestic cat competition, there is some hope.
Seeing that Zhang Zian agreed with his proposal, Tim said, "Generally speaking, cat owners will bring some things, such as food bowls, water bowls, cat litter boxes, canned cat food that they usually like to eat, and cat teasers. Something to relax it like... feel free to grab it if you need it."
Zhang Zian waved his hand to decline his kindness, "No need, just tell me how to get there."
Tim brought a map, marked the route for Zhang Zian, and gave him the map.
"Do you want me to take you there? I know some acquaintances at cfa, maybe they can help..." Tim reminded vaguely.
He has participated in many competitions with his cat, and he is friends with many CFA staff and even referees. The competition in the domestic cat group is just for entertainment. Everyone participated for the purpose of making friends, and they didn't really care about the outcome. If Zhang Zian really wants to win this championship, he can provide some help. Besides, this golden cat itself has the qualifications to win the championship.
"Thank you, but there's no need." Richard said for Zhang Zian, it knew that he didn't bother to do such deceitful things.
"Okay, then I wish you the best of luck. Take my car, I don't need this car today." Because of Zhang Zian's integrity, Tim was a little embarrassed, and took out the keys of the family station wagon and threw it to him.
"Thank you." Zhang Zian took the key, looked at the time, and decided not to delay, and set off now. He didn't know the way, and he didn't know the rules and procedures, so he set off early to avoid delays on the road.
After greeting the Kellers, he was frightened as soon as he opened the door.
There was a huge crowd outside, full of crooked nuts of all kinds. There were adults driving, young people walking, and children riding children's bicycles. When they saw Zhang Zian come out, they immediately applauded and cheered , The sharp whistles come and go!
"Kung fu master!"
"Chinese Kongfu!"
"Master Zhang!"
"Mud Howl!"
What's the situation? Zhang Zian was stunned, and quickly closed the door again, winking at the invisible Richard.
"Do you want to call the police for illegal mass gatherings?" Richard asked knowingly.
Tim walked to the kitchen window and looked out, and said with a smile: "Don't worry. Jeff, have you forgotten? Didn't you say yesterday that you will perform Kung Fu today? Everyone came here to watch the excitement, here I know most of them, all neighbors on the block... Oh my god! That's Victor! This old guy is over 90 years old, I remember he has been in bed for half a year, why did his son push him today? came in a wheelchair, with an oxygen tube in his nose..."
Zhang Zian leaned over and took a look. There was indeed an old man who was as thin as a skeleton on the edge of the crowd. His hair and beard were completely white. He was wearing crumpled striped pajamas, with plastic air tubes inserted in his nostrils, and a small oxygen tank strapped to the back of his wheelchair. bottle, sitting in a wheelchair and cheering enthusiastically along with other people!
What a crime!
Zhang Zian was worried that the old man would be out of breath and die here in the next second! If this is the case, I don't know if he will bear the blame...
It turns out that Wai Guoren also likes to watch the fun, and this situation is no worse than watching monkeys under the Chinese overpass!
"Look there! That kid Allen is here too! I said why the bastard is late again today..." Tim put on his coat cursingly, "I'll go get him in."
Zhang Zian looked again, there was indeed that boy Ai Lun in the crowd, he was gesticulating to several young girls there, imitating the action scenes in kung fu movies, screaming strangely, but that Several girls were obviously not interested in his clumsy performance. It is estimated that this is not the first time he has been so grandstanding.
Tim opened the door, strode out, pointed at Alan's nose and cursed a few times, so that Alan couldn't lift his head, and the girls also kept away automatically. Several people greeted Tim, seemingly asking when the kung fu master would come out to perform. Tim shrugged and pointed to the room, as if to indicate that he didn't know either.
Alan followed Tim back home like a prisoner, and when he saw Zhang Zian, he shouted: "master zhang! I thought you had already returned to China, and everyone is waiting for you to perform!"
Tim scolded again: "You are all fanning the flames and calling all your friends! I warn you, if you are late next time, you will get out of here obediently! Now, go to your work!"
Allen was scolded until his face was full of spittle. He wiped his face in embarrassment, and went to clean up the cattery chores in desperation.
When he left, Tim said with some concern: "There weren't so many people today, and it was all Allen spreading the word... Jeff, if you don't want to show up, I'll go and tell everyone..."
Zhang Zian thought for a while, and decided to go out and show his face. If he hides in the house, he will miss the CFA competition.