It is found that Fu Wei is rich in knowledge and has a high level of music appreciation. He does not want him to be as ignorant as he shows. Fu Wei is also attracted by Feng Jiaming's independence and beauty. , and finally fell in love.

This wasn't originally a bad thing.

But the bad thing was that Feng Jiaming and Fu Xiao were already getting engaged at that time.

Feng Jiaming's betrayal, coupled with the car accident, completely destroyed the little warmth left in Fu Xiao's heart, and was completely blackened by the empty Fu Xiao. Go to the top of the stars. During this period, they did everything possible, and even contaminated some lives in their hands, and finally went to a dead end.

Su Zening has already made a secret plan. To change Fu Xiao's fate, he must first prevent the car accident. If there is no car accident, Fu Xiao will not be expelled from the core power level of Xingchen, and Fu Wei will not take advantage of it. It happened in the second half of the story, and it's still a long way off, so it's not Su Zening's top priority.

The top priority is between Feng Jiaming and Fu Wei.

Su Zening thought very simply, Feng Jiaming had a choice, and Fu Xiao didn't give her a choice. In the ten-year appointment, Feng Jiaming can leave at any time, and now it is less than half a year before Feng Jiaming's ten-year appointment.

In the original story, because Feng Jiaming and Fu Wei had misunderstood each other because of all kinds of dog blood in the past six months, Feng Jiaming not only did not break the contract.

Feng Jiaming even won an international music hall-level trophy with the help of Fu Xiao during the past six months, and was crowned as a generation of song queens.

After the car accident, the two were caught by Fu Xiao, and Feng Jiaming had to confess to Fu Xiao, hoping to get Fu Xiao's fulfillment.

But Su Zening felt that Feng Jiaming reached the peak of her career with the help of Fu Xiao, and all the benefits were exhausted, and then thinking about leaving, how could there be such a good thing?

Furthermore, if Feng Jiaming is grateful for what Fu Xiao has done over the years, he should not choose Fu Wei.

What is the relationship between Fu Wei and Fu Xiao, doesn't she know?

Therefore, Su Zening will do his best to separate Feng Jiaming and Fu Wei. Although Su Zening feels that Feng Jiaming is not suitable for Fu Xiao, if this is what Fu Xiao wants, he will also do his best to help Da Smelly Socks. snatched.

Retreat to 10,000 steps, he really can't stop Feng Jiaming and Fu Wei's words, he must also let the big smelly socks find out earlier and stop the loss as soon as possible.

And now Fu Wei has just returned to China, according to the progress of the story, the two should still be at the point where they hate each other.

Thinking of this, Su Zening looked even more stinky at Fu Wei in front of him, arched his body in Fu Xiao's arms, and turned his butt towards Fu Wei.

Fu Wei, who originally wanted to touch Su Zening, retracted his hand angrily.

Fu Xiao's slender fingers stroked back and forth on Su Zening's furry back and did not speak, just pretending that Fu Wei did not exist.

Fu Wei couldn't help but evoke a sarcastic smile at first: "Dad wants to throw a banquet for me, you know?"

Fu Xiao touched the chin of the little sugar cake that had been rubbing against him in his arms: "Isn't this a good thing? After all, you haven't come back for so many years."

"It's not like you don't know what's going on with me." Fu Wei sneered. Since he was a child, he has been unable to squeeze into the social circle in which their family is located. The reason is very simple, because his mother is not allowed on the stage.

Moreover, Mr. Fu, who is in charge of the Fu family, doesn't like him. In addition to the mountain of Fu Xiao's mother, the Song family, people with discerning eyes in this circle will not have deep friendship with him, and hosting a banquet for him is a joke.

Fu Wei sneered: "I am hosting the banquet in name, but in fact, I want to formally introduce that woman to that circle."

That woman was the little star who forced Fu Weiyuan to go abroad.

Fu Xiao moved for a while, and ridicule flashed in his eyes: "Let him go." If his titular father, Fu Yunxi, can have the courage once, to resist Mr. Fu, who has been pressing on his head for decades, and marry that little star , he was going to look at him differently.

However, Fu Yunxi, who has been chasing true love all his life, knows that he will die of anger when he finally chooses such a thing?

Fu Wei's voice was full of anger: "He wants to propose to that woman with the eternal heart he had when he married your mother, don't you care?"

The marriage between the Fu family and the Song family can be said to be the wedding of the century. Mr. Fu did not hesitate to auction a royal emerald diamond ring from the European auction house at a sky-high price, indicating that this ring can only be reserved for the daughters of the Fu family. Owner.

When Fu Xiao's mother left, she was so angry that she didn't even take the ring with him. Mr. Fu specially gave it to him, which means that there will always be only one mistress of the Fu family. Therefore, his mother was very embarrassed for a time, and she was laughed at by many people behind her back.

Later, after the accident of Fu Xiao's mother, the ring came back with Fu Xiao, but it did not return to his mother.

And this time their father was going to give the woman a ring of great significance. This is something his mother has never gotten, and Fu Wei can't accept it at all. He thought that Fu Xiao would be as angry as himself.

But Fu Xiao just nodded indifferently and said, "Is that the case?"

Fu Wei looked at Fu Xiao in disbelief——

Didn't Fu Xiao grow up with his mother? His mother's things are going to be robbed by others, is this his attitude?

He originally thought that he and Fu Xiao were the same, on the same side, and only Fu Xiao understood his current pain.

But this attitude of Fu Xiao? Is he heartless?

Thinking of the gossip he heard outside these years, Fu Wei suddenly figured it out, he was cold in his heart, and sneered: "That's right, you are now a high-ranking star prince, what people want to get, they have to give something. , Since you are thinking about the stars, you still have to endure this. But you lick your face like this to please that person, dreaming of your mother at night, can you live through your conscience? "

Fu Xiao's face sank.

But he didn't have time to do anything, Su Zening on him couldn't bear it anymore, the white kitten screamed and jumped from Fu Xiao to Fu Wei's head with amazing bouncing force.

Before Fu Wei could react, he felt dark in front of him and panicked: "What? Hey, don't hit me on the head!"

The white kitten squatted on Fu Wei's head, grabbed Fu Wei's hair with its two hind paws, and opened its front paws to the left and right. The high-speed cat cat punched Fu Wei's head mercilessly, and kept meowing in anger. Meow!

"Meow meow meow"

Fu Wei, don't you have a B number in your heart?

Why did Big Smelly Sock grow up with her mother? It's not because of your mother, don't you know it in your heart?

What happened to the stars? When the Fu family and the Song family got married, the two board members agreed that only the common descendants of the Fu and Song families would have the right of inheritance, okay?

"Meow meow meow-"

Don't pretend to treat Fu Xiao as a big brother. If you really are a big brother, your name is Fu Wei, the only word, you don't know what it means?

Your existence, your name is the greatest irony against Big Smelly Socks.

After being the baby of parents for so many years, now know the grievances? What's the matter with the big smelly socks?

Why are you so embarrassed to quarrel with the big smelly socks? Can you pass the test of your conscience?

Su Zening stood on top of Fu Wei's head skillfully, and with his strange power, Fu Wei had no way to take him, and was unilaterally beaten by Su Zening.

After hitting dozens of punches in a row, Su Zening finally felt that he breathed a sigh of relief, dexterously jumped from the top of Fu Wei's head to Fu Xiao's arms, and raised his head proudly.

Seeing no, this is raising cats for a thousand days and using cats for a while.

The smug almond eyes met Fu Xiao's deep, thoughtful eyes.

Oops!

Su Zening's back is chilled!

Did he reveal something just now?

So Su Zening lay in Fu Xiao's arms with a guilty conscience, rubbed Fu Xiao's chin obediently, licked his paws innocently, and barked sweetly, like a well-behaved kitten.

At this time, the staff on duty at the nearby manor heard the movement and ran over, seeing the red marks on the second young master's face, and pointing to the small sugar cake in the eldest young master's arms in panic: "This cat is crazy, it keeps chasing me. "

The staff hesitated: "Little Candy Cake never catches people." Everyone in the villa knows that Little Candy Cake is very measured when playing with people, never biting or catching people.

Fu Wei laughed angrily and said, "Could it be that I will lie to you, and hurry up and catch this cat."

The staff did not move and looked up at Fu Xiao. The beautiful little white cat in Fu Xiao's arms was as obedient as a little princess and kept rubbing against Fu Xiao's face, no different from usual.

Fu Xiao shook his head slightly.

The staff breathed a sigh of relief and stepped aside.

He said, how could a cat so cute and clingy beating people.

Su Zening's beating is still very measured. He didn't stretch out his claws, so Fu Wei just looked a little red on the surface. After the staff pushed away, Fu Wei calmed down and looked at the work standing behind Fu Xiao. The staff, knowing that they would not listen to themselves, felt sadness in their hearts: "I can't even be the owner of a cat in Fu's house?"

Is this still his home?

Fu Xiao, who was about to leave, paused and turned to look at Fu Wei with deep eyes: "Actually, you really can't be the owner of the little sugar cake, the heir of this manor in the old man's will is the little sugar cake. , if Little Sugar Cake is unwilling, you won't even be able to enter the door here in the future."

Su Zening was shocked.

What is the heir to this manor?

It turned out that he was already such a rich kitty before he knew it?

But Su Zening soon understood, what kind of inheritance rights can he have as a kitten? Grandpa Fu probably wanted to leave the manor to Fu Xiao because he was afraid that there would be an accident in this treatment, but he was afraid that Fu Xiao would not I want to, so I just leave it to myself.

No wonder Grandpa Fu had to stuff himself into Fu Xiao.

But feel that Grandpa Fu always seems very guilty to Fu Xiao, is there any unsolvable knot between them?

The dizzy kitten, smashed by the news, lay softly on Fu Xiao's body, Fu Xiao patted his fleshy belly lightly: "Naughty."

Going for a walk and doing so much.

"Meow meow meow - Kitty retorted.

He wasn't naughty.

Su Zening rolled in Fu Xiao's arms, the little pink meat pad pressed against Fu Xiao's chin, and solemnly meowed—

Big smelly socks, no one in this world can bully you except me.

Obviously his big smelly socks is a gentle person who can untie the bell for a kitten.

But why doesn't everyone like him?

☆, a generation of rich little sugar cake

Fu Xiao has the habit of running regularly every day, even if Fu Wei is in a bad mood today, it is still the same.

But Su Zening is absolutely not! Kitty's energy is limited. After he followed Fu Xiao happily for a few laps, he was exhausted.

Su Zening lay on the ground with a puddle of cat cakes, and immediately reflected on what he was doing?

Could it be that he didn't exercise when he was a human, and would he still exercise when he was a cat?

He looked down at his hairy little belly.

He's all puffy, puffy!

Looking at Fu Xiao who ran away with a guilty conscience, the kitten sneaked back home quietly.

Lying on the soft cushion at home, Su Zening rolled contentedly.

This is the life a kitty should have.

"Giggle, I'll just wait here if it's all right." A sharp, piercing laughter came from the door, accompanied by a strong scent of perfume.

Su Zening's nose moved slightly, the white kitten couldn't help sneezing a few times, and rubbed its nose with its paws. The kitten stuck out its head curiously and probed its brain.

Who is here?

The fragrance is too strong.

In the living room, a woman with heavy make-up looked around the sofa like a master. While watching, she said critically: "Oh, how are you doing things here, you can't fool A Xiao just because he is young, why is there still dirt on this sofa? Something. Huh? Cat hair?"

The woman picked up the white cat hair on the sofa, looked at the maid who was in charge of cleaning and said with disgust: "It's no wonder that the Fu family has not had a mistress for so many years, and you are used to being lazy. I don't care about the past. , but I tell you that the future cannot be the same as before, I have no place for sand in my eyes."

The maid in charge of sweeping said with a professional smile: "Little Candy Cake likes to play in the living room the most. The housekeeper specifically explained that she should not clean it too many times a day, so as not to disturb Little Candy Cake."

Su Zening jumped from the ground to the sofa, meowing.

Yes.

He didn't like the sound of vacuum cleaners.

The white kitten squatted on the sofa with its head tilted, and looked at the woman who broke in. The strong aroma made the cat sneezed a few more times.

God, did this guy pour the whole bottle of perfume on him?

The woman was about thirty years old, and she looked pretty good. Su Zening understood at once that this was probably the third wife of Fu's father, the woman Fu Wei called Bai Yangxin, a former star of the Star Company.

Speaking of Bai Yangxin, this woman is still quite a legend, an unknown little star, don't know how lucky she was, she hooked up with Fu's father, and coaxed Fu's father to be obedient for so many years. It was given to Father Fu, who was also one of Fu Xiao's allies after he was blackened. He pitted Fu Wei very badly. Later, when Fu Wei made a comeback, she turned against the water very quickly, and pitted Fu Xiao too.

Bai Yangxin looked at Su Zening in disgust and said, "Where are the little cats, they're so dirty, how do you guys do things, how can all cats and dogs come in."

Su Zening: ? ? ?

What is the attitude of the hostess?

Bai Yangxin is like this for no reason.

She has been in Fu's house for so many years, but old man Fu doesn't look down on her and doesn't let her pass. She has never had a name and lived a very embarrassing life. Especially for Fu Xiao, she can be said to be flattering in every possible way, but when Fu Xiao sees her, she always turns a blind eye. How many times she secretly bites her teeth in anger, and greets her with a smile on the surface, and Fu Xiao is so angry Do, the people in his house follow her example and don't take her seriously at all.

Today, Father Fu just gave her permission and has proposed to her. When she enters the door, she is the mistress of the Fu family. Fu Xiao will call her mother no matter how reluctant she is. She figured it out in her heart. Old Man Fu was getting old, and she would not have the final say in the entire Fu family.

She usually suffers grievances from Fu Xiao here, but now that she has gained power, she came to give Fu Xiao's people a show of power today.

With a smile on the surface, the MMP maid in her heart kept a smile and said, "Miss Bai, this is the little sugar cake."

Su Zening couldn't help but praise Miss Bai, this sentence Miss Bai is really——

After so many years in the Fu family, there is no name or distinction, isn't it Miss Bai?

Could it be Mrs. Fu?

But this sentence is in the middle of Bai Yangxin's pain in her feet for many years, her face immediately turned cold, Fu Xiao's people couldn't move, she could always move a cat, right? An evil spirit surged up from the bottom of his heart, and he took a few steps forward and stretched out his feet to kick Su Zening out of breath.

If those high-heeled shoes that were sharp enough to stab someone to death really kicked Su Zening, Su Zening would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die.

Fortunately, Su Zening responded quickly and jumped back several steps without being kicked.

The lady maid quickly picked up Su Zening and said to Bai Yangxin, "Miss Bai, what are you doing?"

Bai Yangxin deliberately picked things up: "It's just a beast, and it makes the owner unhappy. Is it possible that he can't beat him, and he can't be scolded?"

The housekeeper who has worked in Fu's house for many years has never seen any storms. He picked up the little sugar cake and said neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Miss Bai, the owner of the little sugar cake is not you, we have to work later. Miss Bai, it's nothing. , we're going to get busy."

This is an eviction order.

"Why, I can't take care of your side anymore." Bai Yangxin took the attitude of the mistress over there, and she revealed the emerald diamond ring in her hand, which symbolized the mistress of the Fu family.

The butler was stunned when he saw the ring, obviously not expecting that Father Fu would give the ring to Bai Yangxin.

Bai Yangxin was very proud of her eyes, and deliberately said, "Oh, unfortunately, I am allergic to cat hair, and I can't see the cat's face. This cat will be sent to me today."

But the people around her didn't intend to ignore her.

No matter how Fu Xiao's people are, they are also the people of the Fu family, and they eat the food of the Fu family.

If she didn't believe it, she couldn't call the Fu family.

She sneered and put on the air: "I am also Fu Xiao's stepmother, right? Why is the cat in Fu Xiao's house more important than me? I know that Fu Xiao looks down on me, he always wants to give his father some face, right? He Isn't she afraid of being stabbed in the spine by her stepmother like this? I'll put my words here today, I wouldn't have this cat."

"This is my home, and the little sugar cake is my cat. No one can let it go. It can do whatever it wants here." Fu Xiao's voice came from outside the door: "As for you, Miss Bai, who are you? In what capacity are you standing here?"

There was a very light but familiar footstep at the door, Su Zening's eyes lit up, and with a meow, he rushed out of the butler's arms.

The kitten grunted aggrievedly on Fu Xiao.

Someone is bullying your kitty!

Fu Xiao caught the small candy cake and touched the small candy cake's chin: "If you say you want to exercise for two hours, why do you sneak home? The exercise time will be doubled tomorrow."

Su Zening pretended to be silly and meowed.

He doesn't understand, doesn't understand at all.

"Axiao, your father probably hasn't told you yet. Your father and I are about to get married." Bai Yangxin smiled when she saw Fu Xiao, the righteous master, and raised the huge emerald and diamond ring on her finger. Orchid pointed to an invitation and handed it to Fu Xiao: "Axiao, you're back. It's not A Wei's return to China. My father and I discussed holding a banquet to make the family lively."

Fu Xiao didn't even lift his eyes, he just used his fingers to comb the little sugar cake in his arms, the little sugar cake was at the age of shedding hair, and a large amount of white hair fell out when he brushed it lightly.

Fu Xiao frowned, is the sugar cake not nutritious enough? Why do you lose so much cat hair?

One person and one cat regarded Bai Yangxin as air. She tried her best to maintain a smile on her face, and repeated: "Axiao."

"My name can't be called by any cat or dog." Fu Xiao finally raised his head and said coldly, "Miss Bai, your contract with Xingchen has not expired. Please follow the company's regulations and you should call me President Fu."

Fu Xiao's eyes were like ice, looking at Bai Yangxin sarcastically.

Bai Yangxin felt guilty for some reason: "Mr. Fu."

After she finished speaking, she immediately realized that her contract had not expired yet, and she was still a good artist in name, but with Fu Fu, her contract had already existed in name only.

She was embarrassed and annoyed by being so straightforward.

"Fu Xiao, what's your attitude?" A tough male voice came from the door in a hurry. Fu Xiao's father, Fu Yunxi, came over by coincidence. He was very angry when he heard what he said just now. He walked to Bai Yangxin's side. Bai Yangxin's confidence was hardened. , no—President Fu doesn’t look down on me, but—”

Fu Yunxi touched her arm soothingly, and snorted coldly, "It's all his grandfather is used to, I don't know how high the sky is. What's low or low, you are his elder, and he will call you Aunt Bai."

Bai Yangxin was proud in her heart, sighed on the surface, rubbed her stomach and said, "I don't care, Axiao, Mr. Fu, it's not just a title. But our baby is born, if you ask me why I call him Brother Fu, what should I say. It's all useless for me, so our children will also suffer this kind of grievance."

The little cat in Fu Xiao's arms showed an expression of sudden realization.

No wonder Bai Yangxin dared to trouble Fu Xiao, it turns out that the mother is more expensive than the child. But according to the story, it's almost the same.

Fu Yunxi was irritated by this provocation: "How can I have a cold-hearted son like you? Can't you see how much your aunt Bai has done for our family over the years? Are you mad at her like this?"

Bai Yangxin whispered hypocritically: "It's all my fault, I shouldn't ask Axiao to send his cat away, but they all say that cats are not good for the baby in the pregnant woman's womb, and I'm also afraid of our womb. The child has an emergency."

She insisted that Fu Xiao throw away his cat today.

Fu Yunxi looked at the cat in Fu Xiao's arms, frowned and said, "Fu Xiao, send the cat in your arms to another house. Your Aunt Bai is in a special situation now. You can accommodate her."

He felt that he was doing very fair.

Fu Xiao turned his head to look at his titular father, and saw the farce in front of him. He felt sarcastic. He shook his head and looked into Fu Yunxi's eyes and said, "Fu Wei came back today."

Fu Yunxi's body froze, and he said angrily, "That rebel! What are you talking about him for?"

Fu Xiao touched the small sugar cake in his arms.

Su Zening sensed Fu Xiao's mood, and he leaned close to Fu Xiao and rubbed it.

The furry warmth warmed Fu Xiao's heart for a while, he couldn't help but his eyes softened a little, and soon disappeared, he stood up and looked at Bai Yangxin. That gaze made Bai Yangxin's spine go cold for no reason.

He sarcastically said to Fu Yunxi: "Do you remember that you told Fu Wei that his name is the only meaning? You said he was your only child, so what is this now? What are you going to call him?"

In fact, Fu Xiao secretly went to see the child who was half blood with him when he was in the most difficult time.

He knew at first glance that they were not from the same world.

He could never forget his so-called father's loving eyes on Fu Wei.

It used to be the most unforgettable thing in his long years.

But why is the child who was once regarded as a treasure by his father, now abandoned?

Does his so-called father still remember that the child who is now called a rebel was once a treasure in his heart?

He has never gloated over everything Fu Wei had experienced, and some were just heartbroken.

Fu Yunxi blushed and stood up and said, "What do you mean? I know you're blaming me, but it's not like you don't know that your mother's family is like a lunatic."

Fu Xiao calmly interrupted: "I don't blame you, but please make it clear that everything about me has nothing to do with you, and nothing about you has nothing to do with me. You are willing to marry this Miss Bai—" Fu Xiao's mouth cornered Pulling out a mocking smile, "It has nothing to do with me either."

His eyes fell on the little sugar cake, and the cat seemed to feel his emotions squatting in his arms, raised his head and looked at him worriedly, the small nose looked cute and soft.

But thinking of what the little sugar cake had done for him, the little cat protected him without fear of danger in front of Fu Wei, and had an undisguised preference for himself.

He raised his head and said to the other two: "As for my cat, you probably don't know, and I don't want to explain it."

"Let's put it this way, you and the cat, only one can stay here, and it must not be my cat who left."

Fu Xiao looked at Bai Yangxin and said, "Miss Bai, no, it should be Miss Wu."

Hearing that surname, Bai Yangxin felt a chill in her heart. Could it be that Fu Xiao knew about her past.

Impossible, Fu Xiao could not know, she panicked——

Fu Yunxi wondered, "What?"

Fu Xiao said lightly: "People still have to be content, don't they, don't expect things that don't belong to you."

Bai Yangxin's face turned pale, and she said stubbornly, "I don't know what you are talking about."

Fu Xiao smiled like a smile: "Of course it's the eternal heart, otherwise what else can you say."

Bai Yangxin immediately pulled off the emerald ring on her finger as if there were thorns on the ring, and threw it on the coffee table.

Fu Yunxi was confused and wanted to ask.

Bai Yangxin said with a pale face, "Dear. I'm a little uncomfortable. Let's go back first."

Su Zening jumped off Fu Xiao and looked at Eternal Heart curiously. In the story, Eternal Heart was finally given to Feng Jiaming by Fu Wei and never returned to Fu Xiao.

The 21-carat top emerald gemstone in the middle of this ring, with more than ten diamonds inlaid in the setting next to it, is extremely expensive at first glance.

The white kitten walked around the gemstone ring curiously, and couldn't help the cat's instinct to stretch out its paws and fiddle with it a few times.

Hey, the setting of this ring is a bit sharp, why is there something dark on the edge of the diamond next to it, the kitten is about to look closely.

The emerald gemstones reflected in the blue eyes of the kitten, complementing each other brilliantly.

Fu Xiao squatted down, touched the kitten lightly and asked, "Do you like it?"

Su Zening's eyes fell on the gem and did not leave, it was really beautiful.

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows, put his hand in front of the white cotton ball-like kitten and teased: "Kiss me, how about this ring belongs to you?"

Obviously, Fu Xiao said something casually, and didn't expect the kitten to understand.

But the next second.

The wealthy white kitten approached shamelessly and gently kissed under the corner of his lips.

Wet and hot.

Afterwards, according to the recollection of Mao, who did not want to be named, he regretted it very much. At that time, you shouldn't be obsessed with money, pretending to be a cat to deceive the East and the West, and betray your first kiss for money.

Money is not a good thing!

The ring is so pretty!

The author has something to say:

Su Zening: Kekeke, the ring is deceived.

☆、The first experience of turning a small sugar cake into a person

After Su Zening kissed, he realized what he had done.

He sold his first kiss for a ring?

The kitten froze, raised his head and met Fu Xiao's surprised eyes.

Fu Xiao's eyes seemed to remember something, narrowed a little, and looked up and down the small sugar cake.

He always felt that the little sugar cake seemed to be too smart, and he felt that the little sugar cake understood what he was saying more than once.

Fu Xiao's heart moved, and a thought crossed his mind. Even he himself felt that he was crazy. He squatted down and looked at Xiao Tangcake, and said carefully: "Little Tangcake, can you understand what I'm saying?"

The white kitten didn't seem to hear it, fiddled with the emerald ring placed on the edge of the coffee table with its paws, scratched it to the ground, then picked it up and placed it on the coffee table, and so on.

Disappointment flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes, and then he smiled bitterly, he must be crazy, how could he have such a thought, thinking that Little Sugar Cake could understand him.

It was probably just a coincidence.

The snow-white cat on the coffee table curiously fiddles with emeralds with its paws, which is lively and cute.

Fu Xiao stood up and shook his head, feeling some inexplicable loss in his heart.

Su Zening breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao saw that Xiao Tang Cake liked the emerald ring very much. He looked sideways at the familiar ring. When he was a child, the memory he thought he had forgotten came back again. He really didn't like this ring.

But he stretched out his hand towards the candy cane.

The milky white cat rubbed his hand without thinking, with a look of happiness in his eyes.

Fu Xiao smiled, he pinched the furry place in the middle of the pointed ears of the little sugar cake and said to the steward: "This ring is recorded under the name of the little sugar cake, and the little sugar cake likes it, just leave it to play. "

At night, Fu Xiao took out a copy from the stack of documents in the safe in the study.

The black folder was opened, and there were pictures of Bai Yangxin in the past. The thin sheets of paper in this folder introduced Bai Yangxin's past in detail. There were several such folders in Fu Xiao's safe.

Bai Yangxin's past was not as simple as she said. This woman even worked in Fengyuechang before she became a star. She was not clean in the past, and she was married and had a child.

Only Fu Yunxi would be foolishly coaxed into obedience by her.

Since Bai Yangxin approached Fu Yunxi with ulterior motives, Fu Xiao investigated everything clearly early. This is his usual style, keeping all the variables in his hands.

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Fu Xiao stared at the dark night outside the window.

After knowing all this, he didn't tell anyone, instead he chose to help Bai Yangxin to cover it up, otherwise Mr. Fu would have taken action against her long ago.

He is not a kind person at all, and he does this just because it is more beneficial to him.

There are always other women around Fu Yunxi. Instead of letting a smart woman occupy this position, it is better to let Bai Yangxin come.

But thinking of Bai Yangxin's attitude, and the aggrieved eyes of the little thing——

Fu Xiao's eyes were slightly cold, Bai Yangxin should never take his things without permission.

Fu Xiao made a call.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Xiao looked out the window.

He knew better than anyone that the Fu family was no less dirty than his grandfather's Song family.

From the moment he was brought out of the Song family by Mr. Fu when he was ten years old, he understood that he was just going from one dragon pond to another tiger's den. In this world, only he can rely on himself, and he can only stand at the top of the power. To control your own destiny, can you not rely on the breath of others.

For this he can pay everything unnecessary.

However, Fu Xiao looked at his face reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window.

Why does this face feel so unfamiliar to him.

"Meow meow" the sweet meow of the kitten appeared in the study. Fu Xiao could only imagine the small milky white thing jumping in the room just by hearing its sound.

Full of energy, like a small cannonball that never tires.

But Little Sugar Cake doesn't know if it's because there is no other cat to teach, the walking posture is always weird.

Don't talk with hands and feet, and often even trip yourself up.

You have to stop laughing when the little candy stumbles over yourself, otherwise, this big-tempered little thing will be able to use its ass at you all day long.

Fu Xiao's eyes softened a little when he thought of these.

There is no doubt that with the appearance of Little Sugar Cake, his life is no longer as stagnant as before.

If his subordinates are allowed to see this side of him, they must doubt that they have not woken up, how could their boss be so gentle.

Finally, the white kitten who traveled through mountains and rivers appeared in front of Fu Xiao with a small comb in his mouth.

Fu Xiao knew what was going on at a glance.

Sugar Cake is a cute kitten, sometimes even staring at himself in the mirror.

But the long-haired cat's hair is always messy, and Sugar Cake has no talent for licking hair, so every night, Sugar Cake will come to Fu Xiao with a comb in his mouth.

This has also become a regular activity for the two of them at night.

If someone told Fu Xiao before that he would spend his precious time every night grooming a cat that couldn't lick his fur, he would have told others that it was impossible.

And now, Fu Xiao is doing things that he thought impossible before.

The kitten with a straight tail squatted on the ground and stretched out its claws to grab Fu Xiao's pants, but Fu Xiao had already changed into pajamas, the fabric was a bit smooth, and his little claws always slipped off. Failed.

Su Zening, who was accustomed to betraying his integrity, stretched out his two paws without any burden, and made a gesture of hugging towards Fu Xiao.

how to say.

There are two things like this—

The bottom line is a thing, it is much easier to break through once and then do it again.

Besides, isn't it normal for the owner to hold a cute kitten like him?

Late at night, in the simple black and white room, the combed little white cat lay beside Fu Xiao.

One person and one cat were sleeping soundly. For some reason, the handsome black-haired man kept frowning even in his sleep. Next to his pillow, a pure white kitten was sleeping with no image.

One person and one cat are on the forehead.

The picture is warm, and anyone who sees it can't help but smile.

pat.

The warm picture didn't last for a minute, the little white cat rolled over in his sleep, and his little paws stepped on the handsome man's face regularly.

The handsome man frowned, stretched out his hand and hugged the kitten into his arms.

If the white kitten opens his eyes at this time, he will find that the blue progress bar rises at an extremely slow speed, and finally the progress bar rises to a certain small scale, and the white cat's white paws unintentionally swipe in the air. .

A gentle blue light enveloped the little white cat in midair, slowly expanding, and after the blue light dissipated.

The white kitten disappeared, replaced by a handsome young man with black hair, a small face, a slender neck, and a delicate collarbone looming under the white quilt, curled up in the man's arms at this moment, sleeping soundly.

The red progress bar that had accumulated a lot decreased rapidly.

The young man seemed to sense something was wrong, moved, and shrank into the handsome man's arms.

The handsome man next to him seemed to be aware of the sagging bed beside him and the smooth and delicate skin in his arms, his tightly closed eyebrows wrinkled, and he was about to open them.

However, the red progress bar is cleared at this time.

The black-haired boy suddenly disappeared, and a white cat appeared in its place.

Fu Xiao opened his eyes, and there was darkness in front of him.

He reached out his hand familiarly, hugged the small hairball that was pressing on his face back into his arms, and closed his eyes again.

The night wind blew, and everything was gone.

However, the next day, Su Zening looked at the empty intimacy value bar and rubbed his paws with anger!

who is it!

Which little spicy chicken stole his intimacy!

He's going to kill him!

The author has something to say:

It's you, it's you, it's you.

☆、First experience of small sugar cake live broadcast

Su Zening looked suspiciously next to his empty intimacy value.

The blue progress bar indicating the degree of change in the plot unconsciously increased a little bit, and a new skill was unlocked.

The new skills are—

Su Zening opened his eyes wide!

The new skills turned out to be able to change people.

Su Zening looked at the empty intimacy value next to him with a complicated expression, he understood where the disappearing intimacy value went.

Did he become human last night?

Fortunately, it was not discovered by Fu Xiao.

At the same time, he was relieved.

If he found out, he would treat himself as a monster.

A trace of loss flashed in Su Zening's almond eyes, and the kitten fiddled with the toys on the soles of her feet with her claws lonely.

After getting used to Fu Xiao's gentleness, Su Zening could no longer imagine Fu Xiao staring at him with indifference and disgust.

The kitten, who was lying on the floor and sighing, shook his head and raised his chest again.

If he can become a human, he can do more things in the future!

He must change the fate of the big smelly socks.

If it was because this matter was related to his own survival before, but now Su Zening really wants to change Fu Xiao's fate.

He really wanted Fu Xiao to be happy.

When the intimacy progress bar was almost full, an old acquaintance came.

"Little Candy Cake." Fu Mingming looked at the milky white dumpling lying on the floor, his eyes lit up, and he rushed forward, burying his head in the kitten's fluffy fur with a dash.

Su Zening deftly turned over to dodge, jumped onto the table, and looked down at the girl proudly.

He's no random cat.

If you want to touch it, touch it, like what!

Fu Mingming came in with the live broadcast, and the disgust revealed by every strand of kitten's hair just now was clearly captured by the screen.

So the screen is filled with barrage of disasters.

[233333~ Well done, kitty! 】

【What a beautiful kitty! 】

[Yuanyang eyes, want to suck]

[Keke, ace pigeon is not worthy of having a kitten]

[Thank you kitty for taking revenge for us, small gifts are not respectful, send flowers X10]

【The Cat Stealing Squad Assembles】

Fu Mingming looked at the barrage on the live broadcast, touched his nose and said angrily: "Little Candy Cake usually likes me very much."

After she finished speaking, she squatted down and reached out her hand in disbelief, and said to herself, "Come here, little sugar cake."

That's what my cousins ​​call Little Candy Cake, and Little Candy Cake would go to my cousin's side every time.

The white cat leaped towards her.

Fu Mingming's face showed a surprise, she knew that the little sugar cake still liked her, and she stretched out her hand to greet—

The dexterous kitten skipped her hand, fell to the sofa on the side, and lay flat on the sofa gracefully.

The barrage was surrounded by ruthless [Hahahaha].

Fu Mingming used his nirvana, and took out bags of prepackaged dried fish from his pocket.

Little Sugar Cake's beautiful eyes lit up and turned to look at her.

He hasn't had a snack for a long time!

Fu Mingming smiled proudly, come here.

The little candy cake is close, and the big cat's face is close to the camera.

The appearance of the small sugar cake can stand the test. The whole body is white, the hair is fluffy, the big almond eyes are under the lens, and the blue part is as transparent as half of the sea water, mixed with a little gold, mysterious and magnificent.

Those eyes are more beautiful than gems.

At this moment, the kitten looked at the packaging bag in Fu Mingming's hand, and couldn't help but stretch out its paws to reach Fu Mingming's hand.

In an instant, the screen is full of [Awei is dead]

[Hold me, I can still breathe]

[What is the use of the main anchor. It's okay to have a small sugar cake]

【Holding the small sugar cake is a sprint】

[Aunt laughs, give it all to it]

Popsicles that represent gifts are constantly appearing on the screen.

Fu Mingming adjusted his phone a little and re-aligned himself.

【Who are you, why do you appear on my screen, indifferent jpg】

[The anchor is annoying and walk away, don't block us from watching the cat]

[If you have a cat, you can, the anchor will say goodbye, smile, jpg]

[Little dried fish is left, the anchor can disappear, vicissitudes of life smoking, jpg]

Fu Mingming:  …

Fu Mingming took apart the small dried fish and fed it to the small sugar cake.

Small sugar cake did not hesitate to choose to succumb to the temptation of dried fish.

It's all Fu Xiao's fault, not letting him eat snacks and starving cats every day is too much.

The small sugar cake's eyes are shining, and the pink little tongue is sticking out to lick the serious little dried fish, and it looks very cute.

【For you, for you, for you! 】

【Awei walked very peacefully】

[Buy dried fish for the small sugar cake. Give Moonlight X20]

Fu Mingming showed a complicated smile as he looked at the gifts that appeared one after another on the screen.

She feels that her career as an anchor has been crushed by the small sugar cake——

After lying down on the sofa, Fu Mingming remembered her serious business. She came here to borrow the recording studio of Uncle Biao.

Although my cousin's villa looks very ordinary, the piano room and recording studio are all built for Feng Jiaming.

It's a long story for her to use a recording studio. As a popular anchor on the Miguo platform, the platform helped a group of anchors sign economic contracts with the brokerage company under the Star Group. She was also among them. She thought that Xingchen was originally her own group, so she did not object.

Just after signing the contract, the brokerage company has been very efficient to help her fight for an opportunity that is very suitable for her, which is related to game competition!

Fu Mingming is very happy, isn't game competition her profession?

She eagerly ran to the agency, and found that it was indeed related to game competition—

Give the first song of a game competitive web drama record.

She euphemistically indicated that she might not be able to sing.

But the capable agent waved his hand and said that no one can sing this kind of thing. For example, who can't even recognize the stave, and still produce the album.

He vowed to say that as long as he is not dumb, he can be saved in the later stage.

Fu Mingming, who had taken a few vocal lessons, wanted to try not to be too ugly on the day of the recording, so he wanted to borrow his cousin's recording studio to try it first.

In the recording studio, the white kitten walked around curiously on various equipment, and from time to time, it approached and fiddled with its paws.

In his previous life, Su Zening's parents were both musicians. Although he was always ill, his parents never relaxed his education. He received professional music education since he was very young.

Mom's students always say that they are the most talented singers she has ever seen.

But Su Zening knew that this must be the little sister comforting him. Mom and Dad always say that there are many powerful people outside, and he still has a lot to cheer for.

In order to make him happy, Miss Sister secretly recorded the songs he sang and posted them on social platforms.

But later he fell ill. He remembered that when he was very ill, the young lady came to visit him and told him that many people outside liked his voice.

Although he knew that this young lady was lying to him, he was still very happy.

It's nice that someone can like their own singing.

The song to be sung is a classic old song, so Fu Mingming is not shy about fixing his mobile phone, pointing it at the little sugar cake, and cheekily: "Mister audience, the little sugar cake will broadcast the live broadcast for me next." This At the beginning of the month, Fu Mingming had pigeons too many times, and now it's the last day——

Audience gentlemen who have long been accustomed to pigeons:

[Who is the anchor, I just came to see the small sugar cake~]

[Heavenly reason, innocent kitten should be mentioned to do this kind of thing for the unscrupulous owner]

[Hug the small sugar cake, buy small dried fish for the small sugar cake to eat, much thinner than in Weibo, and give away a sports car X10]

Su Zening tilted his head and looked at the score that Fu Mingming took out. He recorded the score very quickly. After reading it, he remembered it clearly, and hummed the melody silently in his heart.

The melody of this score is catchy, and it's not too difficult. It should sound good. Su Zening has positioned the difficulty of this song as level 0.

Ignoring the song, Su Zening turned over in front of the phone, the fluffy cat licked his paws, looked at the camera of the phone, tilted his head, and the innocent cat looked at the camera and barked sweetly: "Meow~"

The phone screen was instantly covered by the barrage.

Su Zening waved his hand helplessly, what should do? Cats also want to eat properly, and eating other people's dried fish is to do things.

He is a little cat who pays attention to credit.

He slumped down, stretched lazily, his fluffy tail swayed, he tilted his head and glanced inadvertently, saw the red light on the switch of the studio console, and then the kitten's movements stopped.

What should do, really want to press the switch.

There is a voice in my heart that is just around the corner, and it is very fun to shoot it.

He tried to restrain his instincts, but his eyes were always on the switch.

The kitten stretched out the pink pad in a tangled manner, and finally snapped the switch.

The red dot is off

Take another shot-

The red light is on-

[Barrage: Little candy cakes are cute in everything]

Fu Mingming's singing came out.

The kitten, who was playing with the switch lively, moved for a while, looked up at the direction of the sound, and the big cat pupils wrinkled——

Then it became incredible—

Su Zening only had one thought.

How did Fu Mingming do it, a whole song without a single sentence in tune?

After Fu Mingming sang a cappella for the first time, he felt relatively good about himself.

When she was about to sing for the second time, the little sugar cake that was originally in the live broadcast came over for some reason, and squatted at her feet seriously, her fluffy tail swaying from side to side.

Fu Mingming didn't know why, so she sang the first sentence——

Before the singing was over, the fluffy tail of the little sugar cake swung onto her lap.

Fu Mingming's voice stopped, and he looked at the little sugar cake suspiciously.

Little Sugar Cake also looked up at him with a serious expression.

Fu Mingming tried to sing the next sentence——

Another tail, slightly heavier than before, but this time the tail didn't let go.

For some reason, Fu Mingming was a little flustered.

Looking at Xiao Tangcake's eyes, Fu Mingming always felt that he saw her head teacher in the third year of high school.

The same hatred that iron cannot become steel—

☆、The first experience of singing with small sugar cake

Fu Mingming sang the last sentence of the song tremblingly under the watchful eyes of the little sugar cake.

She saw the little sugar cake hesitate for a moment, her fluffy tail hanging in the air——

Fu Mingming was about to cry, why not?

Little Sugar Cake hesitated for a while, then slowly put away her fluffy tail.

Fu Mingming breathed a sigh of relief.

It was horrible.

As a scumbag who had left high school for six years, she even had an illusion, as if she was sitting in the examination room now, and she could not know a single question on the examination paper.

Immediately, she felt that she was not well.

She just seemed to be taught to sing by a cat—

Fu Mingming murmured, "Little Candy Cake is Grandpa's cat. Grandpa likes this kind of old song the most. It must be that Little Candy Cake has listened to Grandpa a lot before he realizes that I sang wrong."

She repeated in a trance: "Yes, it must be so."

It must be so!

Otherwise, is it still the little sugar cake who intends to teach her to sing?

Hahaha, how is that possible!

Gu Gu Gu Gu - I'm a little hungry.

Little Sugar Cake looked down at her belly, then at the studio clock, her almond eyes sparkling.

It's time for dinner!

The kitten looked at Fu Mingming, who barely met the standard, and reluctantly decided to let it go.

You must know that when he helped his mother to sing in a one-on-one class at home, the requirements were very strict.

Fu Mingming is simply the worst one he has ever brought.

The proud kitten walked out of the recording studio and ran to the dining room with her head held high.

Fu Mingming left the recording studio with Xiao Tangcake in a trance.

It's just that she seems to have forgotten something.

In the recording studio, although the gentlemen in the audience could not see the picture, they were very happy to listen to Fu Mingming's tone-deaf songs.

The barrage starts from the beginning—

【Hahahaha, it's me.】

【Scene of a large car accident】

[The anchor greatly comforted me]

【Recorded as a souvenir】

[Sexy anchor, out of tune online]

[The anchor goes away, I want to suck the cat]

When Fu Mingming made a little progress, the barrage gradually became-

[The anchor is very talented]

[The anchor is getting better every time, as if someone is correcting]

[In addition to the anchor, there is a woolen man, there is only a cute little sugar cake]

[It's not necessarily that the little sugar cake is teaching the anchor]

【Oops, our little candy cakes are awesome~】

It wasn't until the door slammed shut that the gentlemen in the audience gradually realized that something was wrong——

【closed? ? ? ? ! ! ! 】

[I just saw the anchor leave? 】

[In the front, you read that right, the anchor closed the door and left, shocked.jpg]

【So have we been forgotten here? smile, jpg]

【Ah ah ah ah, the anchor pig's hoof】

[What is our dignity as the audience master. Sad.jpg]

【Smile.jpg】

[I bet fifty cents, the anchor will find out tomorrow that he has forgotten us, because tomorrow is the end of the month, spread hands.jpg]

[Start online, buy and leave now]

[Wait in front, count me in]

However, Fu Mingming went home in a trance and found nothing wrong. This can't blame her, because she usually has two mobile phones, one for live broadcast and the other for daily use.

When she got home, exhausted, she fell asleep, and had long forgotten about the gold masters 800 miles away.

After one person and one cat had eaten dinner, the snow-white long-haired cat lay lazily on Fu Xiao's body. Fu Xiao's fingers stroked the long-haired cat, and occasionally looked down at the cat with gentle eyes.

Feng Jiaming arrived at this time.

She didn't want to come, but—

Feng Jiaming remembered what her agent, Sister Li, said to her on the way.

Xingchen's much-anticipated super IP is about to be launched this year. The goal of the project is to hit the top film award winners in Europe and the United States at all costs, and to increase the influence of domestic films in the world. For this reason, Fu Xiao also went to country A to persuade him. Angus Xiao, the top Chinese director in today's film industry, came out.

It had nothing to do with her originally.

But the theme of this super ip is music, which means that music is very important in this drama. There is already gossip inside Xingchen. Angus will invite his good friend, foreign gold-medal composer Weisen, to be the music director.

The name of Wesson is known to everyone in the music industry. He is the epitome of legend. None of his works is not world-renowned. More importantly, he is the chairman of the jury of the Amanda Award, a palace-level award in the music industry. .

Feng Jiaming's dream for many years is to be able to pick up the Amanda Award trophy.

As Sister Li said, if she can have the opportunity to cooperate with Wesson, her chances of hitting the Amanda Award next year will be greatly increased.

What's more, she also heard that her old rival Shang Rongrong had contacted Angus privately through her husband on the board of directors of Xingchen.

She couldn't be compared by that superficial woman Shang Rongrong using such an unprofessional method.

Feng Jiaming looked at Fu Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa. The helm of the Star Group was handsome and promising, but Feng Jiaming knew that there was a bottomless vortex hidden under this man's bright appearance.

Every time she sees Fu Xiao, she always thinks of Uncle Shi's eyes that fell into a muddy flesh and died.

She clearly remembered that Fu Xiao knew the news, but just said lightly, why did he choose at this time.

And not long before Shishu died, Fu Xiao was still talking to the Shishu at the dinner banquet, smiling and persuading the Shishu not to drink too much alcohol, which was not good for his health, and his tone was sincere concern.

Every time she sees Fu Xiao, she always shudders.

But thinking about the opportunity she dreamed of day and night, she looked at Fu Xiao and made her own request.

Feng Jiaming looked at Fu Xiao apprehensively, she remembered Sister Li's vague hint that it was worthwhile to pay for such an opportunity.

She knew what it meant.

What if Fu Xiao really made such a request——

For so many years, Fu Xiao has always thought about what he said at the beginning, and the two of them are like strange friends——

But now ten years are almost here.

Feng Jiaming couldn't help clenching her palms, and suddenly thought of another person, who seemed cynical and condescending on the surface, but for some reason she couldn't forget it.

Fu Xiao was not surprised by Feng Jiaming's request, he scratched the chin of the little sugar cake in his arms. Little Sugar Cake impatiently pressed his hands with his two paws, and pricked up his ears to listen to Fu Xiao's reply.

Fu Xiao wouldn't promise her, would he? ? ?

"This time, the theme song of the movie, Angus wants the whole country to choose the voice he wants. He has his own ideas."

The little sugar cake looked up happily, well done! Don't promise her!

Fu Xiao looked at Feng Jiaming's clenched palms, and looked into her eyes and said, "But there is a dinner party in a few days, and Angus will be there too. Come with me."

Fu Xiao shook his head inwardly. Although Feng Jiaming was Aunt Wen's only daughter, she did not inherit Aunt Wen's open-mindedness and transparency at all.

But after Aunt Wen's death, as Aunt Wen's last concern in the world, Fu Xiao will do her best to take care of her.

Little Sugar Cake lowered her head in dismay.

what the hell?

It's still promised!

Feng Jiaming dodged Fu Xiao's eyes subconsciously, she heard Fu Xiao's agreement, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile on her face: "Okay." After speaking, it seemed that she shouldn't be so happy, she covered up He gave Fu Xiao an exquisite gift bag he brought: "This is a gift I brought from abroad. I think it suits you very well. I hope you like it."

Fu Xiao took it and didn't look at it.

Taking advantage of being a cat, Su Zening leaned on the gift bag and looked at it. It was a royal blue tie.

snort! He thought it was something good!

Isn't it just a tie?

Su Zening hated Tiebucheng and looked at Fu Xiao, the white kitten standing in Fu Xiao's arms meowing angrily—

what?

Why promise.

She showed that she just wanted to use you!

At this point in time, she should already have a good impression with Fu Wei!

As for this gift-

Su Zening disliked it very much. It was clear that Fu Xiao's clothes were all black and white, including his tie—

Feng Jiaming didn't even know this, so he didn't care when he saw this gift.

Hey, does Fu Wei like blue?

Fu Xiao, who didn't know where to make the cat unhappy again, reluctantly picked up the small candy cake, stroked the kitten's back soothingly, and said in a gentle tone, "What's wrong?"

Su Zening jumped off Fu Xiao and faced Fu Xiao with his butt.

Fu Xiao walked in front of him, the kitten looked up at him, as if looking at a heartless man, the kitty didn't say a word, just turned around and continued to face him with his butt.

Fu Xiao:  …

Feng Jiaming looked at the scene in front of her and looked at the way Fu Xiao was gentle towards his cat. For some reason, she felt that Fu Xiao was so unfamiliar. She felt a sudden loss in her heart, as if something almost belonged to her. something that is no longer there.

At this time, the driver ran and said, "It's almost time to take off. Mr. Fu, I'll take you to the airport now, okay?"

Su Zening's pointed pink ears stood up.

what.

Are big smelly socks going out?

Fu Xiao looked at the watch in his hand and touched Su Zening's head.

The white kitten turned its head to the side in disgust, but did not dodge.

Fu Xiao smiled and said, "I'm flying to City B today, and I'll be back tomorrow. Little Sugar Cake sleeps alone today, be nice."

snort!

Don't you just sleep alone?

And when did he not behave? He's always been a sweet little kitty!

However, it seems that he has been sleeping with Fu Xiao since he came here, and the two of them have never been separated.

Fu Xiao took the luggage prepared by the housekeeper and was about to leave. He turned his head to look at the little sugar cake, and found that the little thing that was still angry at the moment was secretly looking at himself pitifully, and saw himself looking over.

The little thing immediately looked aside, pretending to be suddenly interested in the teapot on the coffee table.

A smile flashed in Fu Xiao's eyes.

Q: Will pets be lonely at home when their owners leave?

Of course not.

It must be hilarious!

In the middle of the night, most of the people in the villa had already fallen asleep.

But in Fu Xiao's bedroom, on the soft blanket.

The white kitten is playing games on the tablet with great interest, and there is a dog blood romance drama on another tablet next to him.

Next to it is a bag of small dried fish that has been opened and half eaten.

belch

Su Zening hiccupped. These small dried fish were sent by Fu Mingming. He secretly hid them in every corner of the sofa and finally saved them. Now he can finally eat them properly.

Fu Xiao is gone, he is so cool!

Complete the game at hand.

Su Zening rolled in boredom and looked at his closeness value, which was almost full again.

A mischievous smile twitched at the corner of his mouth.

After a while, Fu Xiao's bedroom door was pushed open from inside.

A black-haired about 10-year-old boy stuck his head out and carefully looked left and right. After making sure that there was no one, the boy walked out cautiously. Under the soft light, the delicate face of the boy was like a painting, with big almond eyes. It is the blue color of the sea, if you look closely, you can see a faint golden color. There was a playful smile on the corner of the teenager's mouth, revealing two small tiger teeth and cute dimples.

Inexplicably makes people feel as warm as the sun.

The boy was wearing an ill-fitting shirt at this time, the shirt that was obviously two sizes too large almost reached the boy's thigh, and his pants were rolled up several times.

Su Zening couldn't help rolling up his pants a few times.

I hate it, why are Fu Xiao's clothes so big!

Su Zening was very satisfied with how he had changed into a human being, except for the eyes that were the same as those of the little sugar cake, which were basically the same as his previous face.

Finally being able to be human again, Su Zening went to the recording studio without thinking. He wanted to listen to his own singing in this life.

This is his greatest concern.

Standing in the middle of the recording studio, Su Zening put on his ears, held the song that Fu Mingming sang during the day, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then opened it. The panic in the boy's eyes disappeared, and some were calm and firm.

In the past nineteen years of his life, he has only done one thing, singing with all his might.

Singing is his second life and the meaning of his existence.

The breath is calm, and the first sentence of the young man is a little strange, but this strangeness is compensated at an extremely fast speed, and anyone can perceive that the young man is improving at an alarming rate.

In the clear and tactful singing, the voice of the boy has an inexplicable appeal, and the tune that is obviously ordinary has unusual emotions in the boy's mouth, as if singing is no longer a simple song, but the love of the world. Hate parting and sorrow.

Infecting others with his voice seems to be an easy thing for a teenager.

And he was born with the ability to sing, the emotion contained in the melody, for him, it was as instinctive as breathing.

The teenager didn't notice that in the corner of the recording studio, the number of people in Fu Mingming's live broadcast room increased at an alarming rate on the phone that entered the power-saving mode and the screen was darkened——

☆, the first experience of the hot search of small sugar cakes

When Fu Mingming slept in darkness and isolated from the world, Fu Mingming's glorious deeds of forgetting the audience master in the recording studio have been spread in the anchor group.

Several of her good friends made disaster rounds, and they all wanted to take screenshots.

When Su Zening sang, a music anchor named Mushroom happened to be doing room rounds. Su Zening's singing was transmitted to the live broadcast room, and the barrage of the live broadcast room suddenly exploded——

【Why is someone singing? 】

[The voice of the little brother is also very good.]

[This song is not the same song that my brother sang when I heard it before. 】

【Not the same song +1】

[Feng Jiaming seems to have sung this song too, I think my brother sings it better...]

【You are not alone+! 】

[Little brother has a good singing voice, and his basic skills are very solid. I have become a fan.]

Sing a song.

The Mushroom anchor who was doing the rounds was slightly stunned. After a while, he woke up from the singing. The song that the teenager sang just now was an old song. It was about the hazy and youthful love in the campus. It can be said to be familiar.

But when she listened to the voice of the young man, she couldn't help but recall the young man in the front row of her high school who always loved to watch her secretly. She seemed to return to the ignorant and pure mood at that time. She couldn't help but praise when she was born: "My little brother's voice is very infectious, and his handling of the song is really good, especially the vibrato at the end, absolutely!"

In the end, she smiled playfully and said, "Peach doesn't even tell me if he knows the little brother who can sing so well. It's so boring!" .

At this time, there was a very abrupt remark in the barrage [It's just a slobber song, anyone can sing it, the anchor makes a fuss! 】

Many of the audience of Mushrooms are music lovers, refuting the barrage from the advantages of juvenile singing, the control of timbre, and the rapidity of changing voice points.

The owner of that barrage didn't even see it.

[It’s just the truth, who can’t sing popular songs? He is incomparable with my goddess Feng Jia. He has the ability to span three octaves like my goddess.]

Mushroom's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, but as an old anchor, she knew that there were poles everywhere, and she was about to quit the studio.

At this time, there was an extremely low whisper from Fu Mingming's studio. An unfamiliar melody slowly flowed out—

But with the voice of the young man, the screens in the live broadcast room were "crazy" one after another.

Because the voice of the boy is too low!

Generally speaking, the vocal range rises continuously from C1, D1, E1, F1, G1, A1, B1, C2, D2, D2, E2, F2 to C8, D8, E8, F8, A8, B8, a sequence is called an eight The vocal range that an average professional singer can skillfully control is between F2 and G5, with a width of about two octaves, and two and a half octaves can be called a wide vocal range. Feng Jiaming, as a vocal range, is between three octaves. Among the singers among the young generation, he is already a leader.

F2 is already a very low pitch, but the pitch of the teenager just now is only E1. What is the concept of E1? No one has ever reached this pitch in the entire music world today, not to mention that the teenager can sing it proficiently. This is simply breaking the music world. Record.

The bass generally relies on talent, and later training is difficult to play any role.

The talent of a young man is simply a gift from God. If you understand a little bit, you know how rare a young man is—

[The world music world needs a little brother]

【Who is the little brother! ! ! 】

[God treats you to eat, my God, E1! ! 】

[My male god can only sing B1, his bass is notoriously low in the entire music world, he is afraid. 】

The rod fine barrage was silent for a while and continued——

【What is the use of low bass! 】

But the barrage had no time to deal with him, and the voice of the teenager in the live broadcast room kept getting louder——

[I wipe, it has already crossed two octaves]

【Three octaves】

【I'm closed! ! Jealousy! ! 】

[Wait, it's already four octaves. 】

[My little brother has a wide vocal range. 】

【The world music world needs you】

【Five five! ! 】

【Five octaves! I really am a waste, only two octaves of salted fish. 】

【Is your little brother still human? 】

【falsetto! ! Great! 】

[This whistle sound is amazing, the control is super-]

【G7! ! ! am I crazy? 】

[This is no longer human. 】

[Six octaves, I'm magical—]

【This is a monster! 】

There is already a "!!!!!!" in the barrage

The barrage that was in the bar not long ago has long since left.

The boy's voice came to an abrupt end—

After a long time in the barrage, the anchor Mushroom recovered from the shock and said, "The voice of my little brother just now——"

The barrage has already answered for her.

[At least six octaves, I am dead, I am really a waste. 】

[The last key is C8, this is already the last note of the piano keys]

[In the front, I think the little brother seems to have exceeded C8, and the visual observation is D8, which has exceeded six octaves]

【monster! 】

【What kind of monster is this! 】

...

Xiao He, who was sitting in the live broadcast room, watched the scene that just happened, and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

He works in Xingchen Group, and as a musician, he can better understand what it just means.

The range of the piano with a wider range in the instrument is also A0-C8.

And the boy's final note has surpassed that of the piano.

God, the range of E1-D8 can be said to be a human-shaped piano.

He seemed to have witnessed a genius.

Do not

It's the birth of a monster!

Such a wide vocal range, natural bass, and teenagers are able to use their own vocal range proficiently, the voice of the teenager is also very infectious, and the skills are not wrong.

How could such a monster have not heard of it before.

Could it be that another academy sent Dana who secretly cultivated it?

Due to his professional habit, Xiao He recorded the audio from the beginning. Looking at the audio in his hand, he remembered that during the day, their group was still worried about the internationally renowned director Angus Xiao finding the perfect voice in his mind.

They selected many voices through various channels, but director Angus and his friend Wesson were not satisfied.

Feng Jiaming and Fang Jingheng are just candidates for director Angus' desperation.

Xiao He had a hunch that Director Angus would be satisfied with this sound. He didn't care whether it was still late at night, so he quickly sent the audio. As a member of the group, he has the mailbox of Director Angus.

The turbulent mood in his heart could not be calm for a long time, and Xiao He felt that he had just witnessed the birth of an era. With no sleep, he made himself a cup of coffee.

It's just that he just took his first sip when his cell phone rang frantically.

Xiao He hurriedly ran to the phone. It was already at this point. Who else would it be?

He lit his phone, it was a string of unfamiliar numbers, and he connected—

"Who is it! Who is that person! He is the person I am looking for!"

Xiao He was stunned for a moment, only to realize that this was Director Angus' voice. He faintly heard Mr. Wesson say next to him, "This child's voice is literally kissed by an angel."

He was just about to tell Director Angus, and then he realized that he didn't know who the teenager was either.

In the middle of the night, the internationally renowned director Angus' Weibo suddenly posted an inexplicable second Weibo——

Help me find out who he is?

There is only one recording on Weibo——

The night owls are curious, and after listening to it, all of them are lying in their hearts——

As an internationally renowned Chinese director, Angus has a lot of followers on Weibo. Although it was late at night, the voice of the boy in that recording was so good that it was fermented all night.

Hot search in the second sky #looking for the voice of nature#

And the confused Fu Mingming was blown up the next morning as soon as the phone was switched on.

Fu Mingming, who was told by others that his live broadcast room was airborne, was in a complicated mood when he watched the number of fans doubled——

She looked at the anxious agent and thought silently in her heart.