Although the whole thing seemed wrong, Sammy wasn't one to give up halfway.
Facing the ridicule of his second brother Dunbar, he stubbornly stood at the exit, holding a blank piece of paper with the name of 'Mickey' written on it, and waited until the end.
The wait was not in vain.
Netizens are real, and help emails are not pranks.
When fewer and fewer people left the station, a handsome red-haired man with a long face, long neck, long arms, long legs, and a tall, thin man, finally walked out with a suitcase. He looked left and right, and when he saw the temporary paper sign with 'Mickey' written on it, his eyes lit up, and he walked towards Sammy and the others happily.
"No, is it that person?" the second brother Dunbar asked in surprise.
"But it doesn't look like it," Sammy replied tangled.
really!
This appearance of the other party is a bit unexpected.
After all, ignoring the unreliable photo, when Sammy received the email for help, he had already automatically made up a male version of Cinderella in his mind: his mother died young, his father found another lover, and then, there was The stepmother will have a stepfather, who is bullied and abused by domestic violence, knocked out of two teeth, kicked out of the house, and a poor little girl living on the streets.
but now…
Sammy had to look up, looking at the tall man in front of him in shock, always feeling that something wasn't quite right.
"Brother, you netizen is like a telephone pole." The second brother Dunbar couldn't help but whispered beside him.
"Well, to be honest, I'm surprised too," Sammy replied in a low voice without looking sideways.
"Sami, are you Sammy?"
At this time, the tall, red-haired man had begun to bow his head to say hello: "You, hello, I'm Mikey. Uh, you're not at all what I imagined."
"That's exactly what I wanted to say," Sammy muttered in his heart.
But he didn't say it so directly, but responded with a friendly smile: "Really? I'm sorry to disappoint you. But I'm Sammy, yes, he's my second brother Dunbar."
Mickey suddenly showed a somewhat embarrassed expression, hurriedly shook his hand and said, "No no, not disappointed, you are so cute, like... like... "
He stared at Sammy's face for a long time before racking his brains to come up with a brilliant metaphor: "Like this morning, when I had breakfast on the plane, the bun in the set meal, The kind with tomato salad dressing on it."
Sammy was stunned.
Dunbar laughed on the spot.
"Thank you so much for your compliment!" Sammy gritted his teeth 'thank you'.
But he was super upset, what happened to his round face? Who is to blame for the round face? Heck buns! And what the hell is tomato salad dressing
But Mickey, who is not human at all, still couldn't hear the unhappiness in his words, but explained embarrassingly: "You're welcome, I'm just telling the truth."
God what a fact! !
Dunbar was dying of laughter.
Now he is not worried at all that his younger brother has been deceived, the tall red-haired man is obviously a fool. But the metaphor is really vivid, and the description of the bun is too vivid! Isn't the bulging baby face of my brother's little bun just baked in the bakery? As for the description of tomato salad dressing, it is also correct, because the stupid brother is colorblind and can't distinguish colors. A few days ago, he accidentally dyed his hair pink.
But Sammy was about to lose his temper.
He wanted to give Mickey a warm hug and then treat him to a Coke. But now, he felt, Stupid Mack didn't deserve his warm hugs and Coke as a symbol of friendship.
Although he is tall and big, but he can't speak and is so stupid, no wonder he is being bullied!
But thinking about it...
Remembering Mickey's 'tragic' life, Sammy couldn't get angry.
'Forget it, forget it, don't care about fools. ' As he consoled himself, he planned to pretend to act quietly, first walking over to help Mickey carry the suitcase, then, carrying the suitcase with one hand, patted his shoulder with the other, and said A few words 'Don't worry, brother! When you come to my territory in the future, no one will dare to bully you again.
Perfect!
But the plans simply couldn't keep up with the changes.
When Sammy reached out to pick up the suitcase in Mickey's hand according to the plan in his heart, he just said 'Don't worry, Bro', and his arm 'clicked'! Dislocated!
And the suitcase, which was originally as light as a leaf in Mickey's hand, was also smashed to the floor under the action of gravity...
Smashed a hole in the airport floor!
How could a strong man who can carry such a heavy suitcase be subjected to domestic violence
His father is such a man!
Such thoughts flashed in my mind, and the next moment...
Sammy burst into tears for the dislocated arm: "Ow—it hurts!"
The second brother Dunbar was shocked: "Lying, lying!"
Mickey looked confused: "...?"
On the way back, there was silence.
The driver was replaced by the second brother Dunbar.
Sammy, who couldn't pretend, could only hold his arms that had just been reset with the help of the airport doctor, and sat in the back seat of the car with Mickey. Because he was too immersed in the depressed mood, he didn't realize that Mickey, who was sitting next to him, was peeking at him.
This juvenile fire dragon who has just come to the human kingdom does not know enough about human beings.
Therefore, when Sammy came to help with the suitcase, he let go of his hand without thinking, which indirectly caused Sammy to dislocate his arm. Because of this change, he was a little worried at the moment: "Humans are so fragile, he won't get angry and drive me away, right? In fact, it's okay to drive me away. Just... Find someone who is willing to support me and let me eat for nothing. It's not so easy to drink a human with a face as cute as a bun."
At this time, Dunbar may feel that the car is too quiet, want to mediate this slightly awkward atmosphere, and turn on the music.
A very lively and jumping song sounded, which immediately eased the atmosphere a little.
But Sammy was even more unhappy: "Change one."
"What's the matter?" Dunbar doted on his younger brother and immediately changed the song, and asked casually, "Don't like this song?"
"Neither, just... a competitor."
Sammy said angrily: "That song is an episode of Disney's new cartoon "Nana Rabbit" this year."
"Oh!" Dunbar understood immediately.
But Mickey was a little curious about it. Moreover, the unseen country dragon heard human music for the first time and thought it was very good, so he couldn't help but interjected and asked, "What do you mean?"
It's not a secret either.
Sammy said it quite simply: "Do you remember? I participated in Disney's dream training program before. So, after I officially graduated, I simply went to Disney for a job. But I don't like to follow the rules and follow the requirements. Do something fixed."
"Fortunately, there is a department at Disney that will recruit some people to come up with new ideas, so I took the initiative to go to this department. In this way, I can think, doodle, and scribble without restrictions. At that time, they will We will pick from these new ideas that we offer, and once selected, a formal team will be formed and animation production will begin.”
"Sounds like a great job."
In fact, Mikey didn't even know much about Disney, but he still flattered and pretended not to understand.
"Not great at all! Terrible."
Sammy angrily said, "I was trying my best to come up with all kinds of ideas, especially this year, I came up with a super good story. But in the end, they said to me, 'Sami, you The idea is so lovely, but we wanted the Ableson one more.' Ableson was the one who drew Nana the Rabbit."
"By the way, "Nana Rabbit" is the most mentally retarded cartoon ever made. A rabbit eats grass for ten minutes! Even in front of the creator, I dare to say this, What an idiot!"
"I really don't understand. Why did you choose Ableson's mentally handicapped rabbit when you keep saying that you like my idea? Do you know? Don't talk about the wonderful idea I thought of this year. So far, Disney and they have not at all. I've used any of my ideas. I've been sitting there thinking and thinking every day, my brain is drained, and I get nothing. It's like a waste of life."
These words are actually a bit difficult for a country dragon with little experience to understand.
But Mickey is a fire dragon, and in the fire dragon race, he has seen too many bad-tempered dragons.
Those neurotic dragons are always gifted with the ability to turn normal social interactions into a heated confrontation.
Even in an ordinary cooperative hunt, you will often hear a scolding like this: 'Knock! Knocking! You are rubbish! ''It's weaker than going home and gnawing at the roots of a tree! I'll bring a cheetah over here, cheetahs catch more rabbits than you! ''That's how your mother taught you to hunt? Did you learn to hunt from pheasants? ''Today I'm going to eat fat cows, you're such a shit! If I don't pull it for you, you won't be able to eat shit! Pooh! '
Compared to these fiery dragons...
Sammy's little temper, in Mickey's opinion, is like a little dragon cub acting like a spoiled child.
'Ouch, my human friend is so cute. '
He couldn't help laughing and decided to encourage Sammy: "Of course you are better, my brilliant friend, I believe that one day, you will prove yourself."
When Dunbar heard what he said, he couldn't help but nodded.
As he drove, he did not forget to cheer his brother up and said, "Don't give up, little Sammy!"
Sammy is not one to be hit so easily.
He just took advantage of the topic to vent, and after being comforted by his brother and friends, he quickly regained his former optimism, but he couldn't help but muttered: "If you don't choose me, they are really blind, my creativity. It is the best, definitely a hundred times stronger than that rabbit!"
Dunbar immediately praised his brother without bottom line: "Yes, that's right, my brother is the best."
And Mai Qilong is under the eaves, naturally nodded again and again: "That must be, you must be, you are the strongest."
Then, he asked again eloquently: "Then what is your idea?"
Sammy couldn't help raising the corners of his lips proudly: "I'm not that young, what's so funny about rabbits, I draw dragons, giant dragons!"
Then, he proudly and solemnly introduced: "The story I planned is "Slaying the Giant Dragon"! How about it, cool?"
Kill, kill what
Mickey's pale face: ... sorry, farewell!