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Fang Ye supported Zhuangzhuang's neck with one hand and brushed back and forth across its dirty fur with a brush in the other hand.

He asked, "How does that feel, comfortable or not? Am I getting the pressure right?"

Zhuangzhuang squinted his eyes and unusually grunted in agreement.

It was as if he was saying, not bad, pretty comfy, super comfy, really cool!

Fang Ye laughed, "You really talk, huh? Alright, I'll make sure you're washed clean today!"

With the brushing, the muddy water on Zhuangzhuang started to flow down its legs and into the clear pool, turning the water murky like ink drops spreading in water, very noticeable.

The netizens found it amusing, "The zookeeper looks like a bathhouse scrubber!"

"Wow, that's really dirty! Even the pool's got dirty."

"Must have scrubbed off at least two pounds of dirt, right?"

"Zookeeper, add some gold baby water!"

"So jealous, I want to give pandas a bath too! Does your zoo still hire panda keepers?"

"I can wash pandas, for free!"

Gradually, Zhuangzhuang started looking clean, revealing its originally beautiful white fur.

Fang Ye smiled and said, "Zhuangzhuang, let's switch sides!"

He rubbed Zhuangzhuang's plump butt and gave him a push.

Zhuangzhuang, standing on all fours in the pool, rolled over and lay on his back!

Pandas don't like swimming in water, they just soak in the pool for a bit, so the panda exhibit's pool is quite shallow.

Resting against the sloping edge of the pool, only the panda's belly was submerged. When relaxed, the body is fully immersed in the water but with the head out.

Zhuangzhuang, being scrubbed by Fang Ye, didn't stay still, coquettishly raised his short front legs into the air while lying on his side.

He then stretched out his arms, his paws patting the water, splashing it onto his belly.

Next, he began paddling with both his front and back legs in the pool, as if swimming, but his body remained motionless, lying in the pool, looking both comical and adorable.

After Fang Ye had brushed his belly clean, he patted Zhuangzhuang's head and chuckled, "Hey, that's good, off you go to play!"

Zhuangzhuang shook the water droplets from his body, splashing Fang Ye in the process!

Then, he couldn't wait to scramble out of the pool. As soon as he got out, he energetically tumbled and frolicked on the grass.

It looked more like drunken antics than merrymaking, as if he were playing drunken boxing.

Rolling over to the bamboo, he grabbed a bamboo pole with his paws.

Sitting on the ground, he hugged the long pole and rolled around several times!

It was as if he was a Shaolin monk, wielding a long staff, sweeping at an enemy's legs.

As the saying goes, a spear stabs in a straight line, while a staff sweeps a wide area!

With a kick of his legs, he lifted the bamboo pole, rolling his body backward as the bamboo swung from behind to in front!

After a roll, he stood up majestically, brandishing the bamboo pole forward and decisively striking the ground with great aplomb!

After playing around a bit more, he looked at Fang Ye with his adorable face, How's my Shaolin staff technique?

Fang Ye clapped "quack, quack" and laughed, "You truly are a panda I've raised, with one-tenth of my strength!"

The barrage of comments was wildly enthusiastic!

"Holy smokes, what an impressive staff technique, young hero!"

"Now it's impossible to explain to foreigners; not only does every Chinese person know kung fu, but even the pandas too!"

"Turns out Chiyou didn't lose the war because pandas were too clumsy, but rather because riding them hindered their martial arts prowess!"

"This staff technique may seem like blind flailing, but it's actually the Shaolin secret 'Raging Sand Pole Technique.' To master the essence of this technique, one must practice amid sand and dirt. That's why Zhuangzhuang's fur is always so dirty! Once you reach the pinnacle, one swing of the staff can summon roaring winds and a sky shrouded in sand... okay, I can't make up any more!"

"Hahahaha, this panda is too funny!"

Whether it was those tired from work or school, or anyone feeling down with worries, watching Zhuangzhuang's lively frolic would unknowingly bring a smile to their faces, and troubles seemed to vanish like smoke.

"Lucky Little Panda" tipped an airplane!

"NewBie_21" tipped 20 rice balls!

Fang Ye came out from Zhuangzhuang's side and made his way to Cloud's.

Cloud was idling in a tree, sprawled carefree between the branches, with her chin cushioned on the trunk, her head poking out from between the branches.

One arm was wrapped around the trunk and her legs straddled it, her little feet swinging behind her as she quietly contemplated bear life!

Zhuangzhuang was a kung fu panda, lively and exuberant, his daily antics involved chasing crows, punching sacks, arm-wrestling with bamboo poles using his "Qilin Arm," and even practicing a set of pole techniques.

Cloud was obedient and adorable, a quiet and gentle beauty among the bears.

However, to the large and small trees in the activity area, Cloud was a fearsome demon lord that sent them trembling at the very mention of her name.

She liked climbing trees to enjoy the scenery and didn't bother choosing sturdier branches, which resulted in many unfortunate trees.

Today, at least, her perch was relatively safer.

Fang Ye looked up and shouted, "Cloud!"

He smiled at her and waved his hand.

Cloud's eyes lit up. Huh, the park owner is here!

She turned her head to scope out the trunk's surroundings, looking for a suitable position to descend from the tree.

But after fidgeting for a while, she remained stuck between the branches, managing only to move her head from one side to the other.
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Looking down at Fang Ye below, she opened her mouth as if growing a bit anxious.

Fang Ye quickly said, "No worries, no worries, Cloud! Take your time coming down, don't rush! I'm waiting for you down here."

"Hahaha, she's stuck in the tree!"

"We pandas never consider how tall the tree is or how we'll get down when we climb up!"

"Yo, Cloud's head is too big!"

"Cloud: Get lost, haters!"

"Honestly, I always thought pandas just fell out of trees after climbing them."

"Go Cloud!"

After much twisting and turning in the tree, Cloud leaned to one side, hugged the trunk, and finally managed to extract her feet from the branches.

That made things much easier.

She moved down a bit, arms wrapped around the sturdy main trunk, twisting her waist and plump butt, awkwardly climbing down with her limbs intercrossed.

Her clumsy tree-climbing appearance was incredibly cute.

As she descended, she occasionally poked out her head to glance at Fang Ye and blinked.

With a naturally therapeutic smile, as if to say, Mr. Park Owner, I'm coming down, wait for me!

Her adorable manner melted the hearts of the netizens.

"Awei is dead!"

"Eh, dying so young from sniffing pandas, and now dead from cuteness, right?"

"Such a chubby bun can climb trees, impressive!"

"So chubby and cute!"

"It's over, I can't control my desires. I really want to steal one and rub it bald! Any bros want to join me in a panda heist?"

"Anyone down for a panda-stealing squad, assemble here; the sacks are ready!"

"I'm in!"

"All present, let's roll!"

"Police officer, I want to report a panda theft!"

While the netizens joked around, Cloud finally managed to climb down from the tree.

She scurried over to Fang Ye and hugged his leg with a "hmph," whining for attention.

Mr. Park Owner, you're not leaving! Play with me for a while.