Open is my choice. "

It has sensed that its life is drying up, and the last thing it can do for its master is to leave him. In this way, when that day does come, the owner's sorrow will probably be less.

Little Sugar Cake watched the old cat walk away from the back, and her blue eyes suddenly dimmed.

If it was him—

He would never leave Fu Xiao, even at the last minute and last second.

At this time, a pair of warm hands suddenly touched the head of the little sugar cake, and the little sugar cake knew who the owner of the hand was without looking back.

The white cat suddenly turned around and jumped into the cold man's arms, leaning his head against the man's like a sticky rice cake and refusing to come down.

The stern man, who was not at ease to follow him out to take a look, was a little helpless when his cat suddenly showed his favor. His broad palms soothed the cat's back and forth, and he couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

What's the matter, why didn't you stare for a while, the little sugar cake looks like this?

The white cat squint just leaned closer.

So he and Fu Xiao will be separated?

After talking to the old cat, the little sugar cake has been a little unhappy these days.

But there is good news when the weekend comes.

Fu Mingming, who went abroad some time ago, finally came back.

This time, she specifically expressed her firm desire to be an anchor to her parents, and introduced the prospects of this industry in detail. Unexpectedly, her parents agreed. Fu Mingming, who is in high spirits on happy occasions, dyed his hair pink to celebrate, looking like a cocktail bottle.

After looking at the small sugar cake squatting at the door for a long time, he couldn't overcome his psychological barrier. He hesitated and put his paw on Fu Mingming's jeans to show his welcome.

"I miss me." Fu Mingming didn't notice the dislike of the small sugar cake. He was happy to have people remove all kinds of gifts from the car. The cheek of kissing the little sugar cake was swept away by the little sugar cake's paw.

The little sugar cake looked at the pile of gifts and was hugged by Fu Mingming. Although the local tyrants who have worked hard to support their family during this time no longer care about these cat food, there is no need for money for their hard-earned money.

The gift was moved to the end. Fu Mingming took out a box by himself, coughed a little embarrassedly and said to the housekeeper, "It's almost my cousin's birthday. This is my birthday present for my cousin."

There are still a few days before Fu Xiao's birthday. Because Xingchen merged with the biggest rival last year, and this year's international development strategy of Xingchen, Fu Xiao's birthday party will definitely be held this year. The housekeeper started preparations a few months ago, and by now most of the invitations have been sent out.

Fu Mingming went back to China in time for the birthday party, but she knew that her uncle would be a busy person on the birthday party, so she specially brought the gift over.

Little Sugar Cake curiously looked at the gift box, what exactly was in it?

Fu Xiao walked out and frowned slightly when he saw Xiaotang who was being hugged. He walked to Fu Mingming's side and stretched out his hand to Xiaotangcake inadvertently.

Little Sugar Cake jumped from Fu Mingming to Fu Xiao without thinking.

Fu Xiao touched the back of the white long-haired cat in his arms with satisfaction. The fluffy touch made him feel extremely happy.

Fu Mingming pushed the gift in front of Fu Xiao and said, "Cousin, this is my birthday present for you. You must like it, hee hee." Every year, she will give her cousin a gift. The juniors are cheap, and every time after giving gifts, she can go all over the world with the help of her cousin.

Fu Xiao looked at it in surprise.

what is this? What could he be sure to like?

Before he said it, Fu Mingming couldn't wait to tear open the gift package and present the treasure to Fu Xiao.

Inside the box is a small white simulated robot mouse. Fu Mingming turned on the switch, and the white mice scurried around the small sugar cake. She proudly said, "This is intelligently controlled, it will walk automatically, avoid obstacles, and automatically run to the cat's place through the sensor. around."

It is difficult to prepare a gift that will satisfy your cousin, but it is not difficult to prepare a gift that will satisfy your cousin!

As Fu Mingming introduced it, he thought proudly.

Little Sugar Cake's azure blue eyes looked at the little mouse arrogantly, he wasn't a real cat, he didn't like this kind of toy!

The little mouse ran around beside Bai Mi's paws, the white cat's paws waved, and patted the little mouse with quick eyes and hands, who would have thought that the little mouse would slip away from the cat's paws.

The little sugar cake looked at the paw that was slapped empty, his eyes widened, how could he be empty, it was absolutely impossible, he patted the little mouse again without believing evil——

Fu Xiao looked at the small candy cakes catching mice in the courtyard, curved the corners of his mouth, and praised, "Not bad."

Fu Mingming secretly rejoiced that her ski trip in Switzerland had come to an end.

It's no secret that Fu Xiao has a cat that looks heavier than its eyeballs.

There are smart people in the circle, and many gifts have been delivered to Fu Xiao's villa these days.

A large part of this is various cat supplies.

All kinds of rare and not uncommon cat toys, limited edition gemstone cat necklaces, and big-name custom-made cat bags often make Fu Xiao have an illusion that it is not himself who celebrates his birthday, but a small sugar cake.

After arriving at the back, Fu Xiao directly asked Xiao Tangcake to unpack the gift.

And now, there are even cat villas with scratching boards and a bunch of other gifts stacked in the courtyard on the two floors of the four rooms and two halls.

The ignorant country cats in the small candy cat group couldn't help but open their mouths wide and looked at the luxurious villa in shock.

Little Sugar Cake couldn't help but look back and forth around the cat villa curiously. After a few laps, he felt that it was boring. No matter how big the cat villa was, could it be as big as Fu Xiao's villa?

He casually stretched out his paws and continued to unwrap the pile of gifts.

Fu Xiao watched him patiently beside him.

Sugar Cake casually waved away a gift box, a light blue hand-knitted sweater was exposed from the gift box, and a red card came out along with the sweater.

The little sugar cake looked at it casually, and there were three words on the card - Song Mingwei.

Fu Xiao's so-called mother.

The white cat's expression changed instantly, and he wanted to shred the card, but it was a pity that Fu Xiao had already picked it up.

☆, is it possible that Fu Xiao will still fall in love with himself?

Little Sugar Cake looked up at Fu Xiao worriedly.

Just what happened?

He looked at the light blue knitted sweater. It should be hand-knitted. The sweater has soft yarns, delicate stitches, and a classic style. It suits Fu Xiao's temperament very well, but Song Mingwei sent it when Fu Xiao's birthday was approaching. What does clothes mean?

A gift for Fu Xiao? Express her concern as a mother?

She wouldn't naively think that now hypocritically giving Fu Xiao a little dispensable love can even out everything before?

What does this sweater say?

The funny thing is that Song Mingwei didn't know that Fu Xiao never wore anything other than black and white.

This blue knitted sweater is like a joke.

Now that Fu Xiao's life has finally calmed down, if Song Mingwei still has a little affection for Fu Xiao, she should stay far away from Fu Xiao's life and never appear again.

Little Sugar Cake is very distressed about his shit shoveling officer, not everyone is qualified to be a parent.

The snow-white satin-like cat walked to Fu Xiao's side worriedly, stretched out its furry front paws, and pressed it on Fu Xiao's leg.

Fu Xiao looked down at the card, and at a glance he recognized that the card was indeed from Song Mingwei's handwriting. Song Mingwei, as the treasure that Old Man Song held in his palm, was naturally enlightened by Old Man Song himself. Her handwriting was the same as that of Old Man Song. In the same way, when he was in the Song family, the place he stayed the most was the study of the Song family.

Song Laozi's handwriting, and the gorgeous but gloomy study, he will never forget in his life.

He knew Song Mingwei's nature too well. She will never see her fault.

I feel that I am wrong and want to make amends. This kind of thing will never happen to Song Mingwei.

What does she want to do this time?

The corner of Fu Xiao's mouth evoked a cold smile, the palm of his hand holding the card slowly tightened, and a trace of violent emotions were gathering and surging in his heart.

Obviously he no longer cares about those, why don't they let them go?

Do those people have to force themselves to get their hands dirty?

Suddenly, there was a careful touch under his feet. It was just such a slight touch. As soon as Fu Xiao lowered his head, he saw Little Sugar Cake's blue and gentle eyes, and those eyes were staring at him intently at the moment.

In an instant, the violent emotions all over his body spread out like a small thing that was afraid of scaring the soles of his feet. He looked down at the little thing that the small sugar cake was rubbing against his body, and the whole person couldn't help softening.

The world that once bored him still gave him the same good things.

All the negative emotions in Fu Xiao's heart suddenly disappeared, and his heart was unexpectedly calm. He didn't care about crumpling the card into a ball, and threw it on the blue knitted sweater, and said to the steward: "Throw it away. ."

The butler looked very bad and said, "Yes."

How could such a thing appear in front of the young master, is he too forgiving? The people in this villa would make such a mistake. He wanted to see who had the guts to put this thing in.

The butler went to deal with the so-called gift with a cold face.

The little sugar cake followed behind him. The housekeeper was very efficient and quickly figured out the matter. This gift was sent from Grandpa Fu, so the person in charge of checking the safety of the items was sure of the items. After there was no danger, it was sent in together with other things for small sugar cakes without thinking much.

Grandpa Fu?

Little Sugar Cake knew that Grandpa Fu had always hoped that Fu Xiao and Song Mingwei would be reconciled, so he was not surprised that Grandpa Fu would help Song Mingwei.

after all

A mother who neglected to take care of her child because of mental illness when she was young, after being cured of her old age, she realized that she wanted to make up for what she owed her child. Most people would not think that this is a bad thing.

But

Fu Xiao never wears clothes other than black and white. People who are a little closer to Fu Xiao know this.

But Song Mingwei didn't know yet.

From this point of view, the intention in this knitted sweater is also very limited.

But the little sugar cake and the housekeeper didn't expect that since Song Mingwei sent this dress and wanted to restore the mother-son relationship with Fu Xiao, how could there be no follow-up?

Outside Fu's house, Little Sugar Cake squatted at the door, looking at Song Mingwei through gritted teeth.

Why can't this person let Fu Xiao calm down.

The housekeeper negotiated with Song Mingwei coldly: "Miss Song, the Fu family does not welcome you, please leave."

"You also watched me grow up, you can just call me Aqin. I still remember that you were the one who brought me out when I was lost in Fu's garden again when I was a child." Song Mingwei glanced behind the housekeeper and smiled softly. : "You don't have to be so nervous, I just want to see Axiao."

Song Mingwei's nickname is Aqin. Everyone called her that when she was a child. The Song family and the Fu family have been friends for many years. It can be said that Song Mingwei also grew up in the Fu family.

"Don't dare to be." The housekeeper looked at Song Mingwei and snorted coldly. After years of absence, Song Mingwei was no longer as bright and crazy as when she was young. She was wearing a blue dress, and her temperament was much gentler. In that instant, the housekeeper was almost real She thought that she was looking at a mother who tenderly missed her son, but when she thought of what Song Mingwei had done, her heart was full of anger: "Young master doesn't need you, if you still have a heart for him, stay away from him. "The housekeeper did not tell Fu Xiao about this, as it was approaching Fu Xiao's birthday.

On this day every year before, Young Master Xiao seemed to have completed the task, cold and indifferent, not caring at all.

And this year was the first time the housekeeper saw that over the years, Young Master Xiao had taken his heart, and quietly asked himself to prepare a lot of things, as if he wanted to surprise someone.

The housekeeper didn't want Song Mingwei to affect Young Master Xiao's rare good mood, so he wanted to solve the matter by himself.

But he never thought that Song Mingwei would be so insufferable.

The nanny next to Song Mingwei saw the Fu family's attitude and said, "Who are you? Our Miss Aqin still needs your consent to see her son—"

"Don't say that." Song Mingwei waved her hand and restrained the nanny. She took out the thermal insulation box in her hand and said softly to the housekeeper, "I really just want to see Axiao, this is what I cook for Axiao. I just want to meet him once."

She paused, and the gentle woman said sadly: "After all, he is my only child."

The butler sneered.

only child? Song Mingwei was afraid that she wished she never had this child.

Song Mingwei didn't care about holding the insulation box gracefully and said, "I know you don't want to see me, but I'm Fu Xiao's mother after all, I'm not embarrassing you, I'll be waiting here today, I won't leave no matter what, one day If not, I'll wait for two days, Axiao will always go out." A gleam of light flashed in Song Mingwei's eyes, the plan couldn't be delayed any longer, she must gain Fu Xiao's trust as soon as possible, if it weren't for the inexplicable Song family who had a lot of things happened some time ago , she had already thought of a way to get in touch with Fu Xiao.

"You—" The butler's expression turned cold, and soon Master Xiao will go out. This is the only way out, and Master Xiao will definitely see Song Mingwei.

His expression was a bit cold, and he just wanted to have Song Mingwei, a vicious woman, forcibly taken away.

Song Mingwei seemed to be aware of his thoughts, and she curved her lips and said, "I am A Xiao's mother after all, he is legally responsible for me, and it is one thing for him to ignore me now, but if he does something else If the matter spreads to the outside world, it will also affect Axiao's reputation, right?"

Song Mingwei helped her hair between her foreheads, stared at the housekeeper and smiled softly.

The housekeeper was angry, he understood what Song Mingwei meant.

No matter how bad this woman is, she is still the mother of the young master. If they force her to leave here, there will inevitably be conflicts between actions. If she wants to make a fuss, outsiders will know that it will only be bad for the young master.

Even though the housekeeper already knew what kind of person Song Mingwei was, he couldn't help but think how could there be such a mother in the world.

But unfortunately they cast the rat.

The housekeeper was so angry that he would spit out a mouthful of old blood.

But the next second.

A white shadow jumped off the wall and rushed towards Song Mingwei.

No one can bully Fu Xiao in front of him!

Little Sugar Cake angrily raised her head to meow, and then smashed Song Mingwei's face from top to bottom, stepped on Song Mingwei's head, and waved her two claws mercilessly.

Fu Xiao is not good at doing things.

But he doesn't matter!

After all, he is a "non-director" kitten.

"What is this? Help, it hurts." Song Mingwei exclaimed, her hands desperately trying to tear the candy cake apart. The nanny beside her hurried over to help, but the cat was so powerful that they In any case, the cat remained motionless, and even received several cuts on the arm.

Except for the help of the nanny brought by Song Mingwei, the others around him were indifferent.

When the nanny saw it, she hurriedly said to the housekeeper, "Hurry up and help."

After being stunned for a moment, the housekeeper reacted and said with a cold smile: "What can I do for you, I didn't see anything. Besides, I think Miss Song is doing very well. Where do you need our help?"

The nanny looked at the white cat squatting on top of her young lady, waving its paws again and again, and hurriedly dragged Song Mingwei to run out.

Song Mingwei screamed, but she could only follow the nanny out, where did she remember what she just said, she would never leave no matter what.

It wasn't until she left for several steps that the little sugar cake jumped off her body and gracefully came back to the butler's arms, not seeing the fierceness just now.

After being tossed like this, Song Mingwei was no longer as elegant as before, her hair was messy, her face was disheveled, and even the soup she brought was all spilled on her skirt, and the dress was still dripping with soup.

Song Mingwei has never been so humiliated in her life.

The faint laughs from the security guards of the Fu family around made her want to crawl into the ground. She clenched her palms tightly and said to the housekeeper, "You guys, you are deceiving people too much."

The housekeeper held the small candy cake and said, "What's so deceiving, Miss Song is joking, nothing happened just now." He looked up and down Song Mingwei and said with a light sarcasm: "As for Miss Song, she is on her way here. You must have been attacked by a wild cat, we have a lot of wild cats here, if Miss Song has been waiting outside, be careful not to be scratched again."

Song Mingwei said, "You!"

Just as she was about to take a step forward, the white cat in the butler's arms stood up and narrowed her eyes.

Song Mingwei knew that as long as she stepped forward, the white cat would never be merciful. She shivered, looked at her embarrassed self, and said to the nanny, "Let's go."

After that, they turned to leave.

The housekeeper touched the small sugar cake approvingly.

The little sugar cake squatted on the ground and sighed, blowing his paws, how lonely Wudi was.

"Little candy cake." At this moment, Fu Xiao's voice suddenly came from inside.

The white cat, who was still complacent at first, froze, but how much Fu Xiao saw in that scene just now.

He didn't forget the poor, weak and helpless image that he worked so hard to maintain in Fu Xiao's mind.

He froze and looked at Fu Xiao, who came over, with a look of bleakness on his face that was about to be dismantled. He hesitated for a moment, You Zi did not give up and made the last struggle. He rolled around, looking extremely weak.

Hey! God will kill him.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiao bent down and picked him up on the soles of his feet, holding him at eye level. The cat held in mid-air was unsuspecting, his entire body relaxed like a doll pillow that could be manipulated at will, with a pair of almond-shaped cat pupils. Write full of guilt.

There is absolutely no energy to fight for himself just now.

Just now, Little Sugar Cake looked even more angry than his client.

Sugar Cake is protecting him, right?

Thinking of this, Fu Xiao's heart suddenly softened, he turned his head slightly, and couldn't help kissing the little sugar cake gently on the cheek.

Candy Cake: ! ! !

etc!

He felt something was wrong!

The little sugar cake that finally reacted felt hot on his face, Fu Xiao had thorns on his body, and the cat's weakness just now could not be seen in the slightest, he quickly jumped off Fu Xiao, spread his claws and jumped to the side .

Fu Xiao looked at the empty arms and bent the corners of his mouth. Is this shy?

The boy who has always been bold and enthusiastic, but also broke into his own bathroom, will he also have the side he is today?

Fu Xiao looked at the white cat running to one side under the shade of a tree, thoughtful.

As if feeling Dao Fu Xiao's sight, the little sugar cake's scalp became cold, the front paws were caught by the hind paws, and he almost fell a dog and ate shit.

Fortunately, it was stable in time and did not fall.

The white cat stopped the car with lingering fears, stretched out its paws and patted his chest. Before he could calm down, his pointed and fluffy white ears trembled, and he heard Fu Xiaoruo's laughter.

The white cat's forward paws stiffened.

God, why did Fu Xiao become so strange.

in the shade.

The little sugar cake thought about it seriously for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion——

Fu Xiao must have been intimidated by his own mighty handsomeness, and deeply realized that he couldn't live without him, that's how he pleases himself.

It must be so.

Otherwise, is it difficult to still fall in love with yourself?

Hahaha.

How is this possible!

In Fu Xiao's eyes, he was just a kitten.

The author has something to say:

Mr. Fu, be yourself! (The author's sincere face)

☆、The combat power of small sugar cake

In the library on the second floor.

Fu Xiao opened a corner of the curtain and looked at the white cat with a happy and sometimes excited face in the shade of the yard.

He lowered the curtains, and the stern man shook his head and walked back to the desk. There was a half-open flannel box on the desk, and inside the box lay a ring. The ring was simple in shape, but extremely rich in design. The fluent lines are like a stretched cat, surrounded by diamonds, and the whole ring body is shining under the light.

Fu Xiao's eyes flashed tenderly, he closed the box and put it in the drawer of the desk.

In a few days, the ring will be in the hands of its owner.

I don't know if he will like it.

Cell phone communication rings.

Fu Xiao opened it casually.

Mr. Fu's voice came out from the other end of the phone, Mr. Fu rambled a lot, and finally said euphemistically: "Axiao, after all, she is your mother, if you hate her so much, you can just live a good life, why make trouble like this? Stiff, you're talking about someone else."

As the person in charge of Xingchen, Fu Xiao's public image is also very important.

But it's a matter of money, so why make such a fuss?

Fu Xiao sarcastically said, "She spoke quickly to you."

Mr. Fu coughed uncomfortably, "Axiao."

Fu Xiao lowered his eyes, and irony flashed in his eyes.

The older Mr. Fu gets, the more indecisive he becomes. He always dreams of being with the Meimei family. How could he believe Song Mingwei?

Fu Xiao couldn't help sneering when he thought of Song Mingwei's recent little actions he found out not long ago.

Heaven has a way, she doesn't go, hell has no door, she just comes in.

In that case, don't blame yourself for being rude.

Fu Xiao concealed the ridicule in his eyes, raised his eyes and said to the communication end, "What you said is, I will naturally have a good talk with her."

As Fu Xiao's birthday approached, there were more and more classes in the company, and Little Sugar Cake was busy, often catching up with many classes a day.

in the company training room.

The one who is usually in charge of training Xiaotangcake has a gentle smile on the surface, but the body teacher who is actually very scary has something to do these days, and Xiaotangcake has been temporarily handed over to another teacher in the company.

That teacher is also one of the gold medal physique teachers, but his reputation is slightly worse than that of Little Sugar Cake's original smiling tiger teacher.

As soon as entered the training room, in addition to the teacher, there was a good-looking boy in the training room.

The boy was in his early 20s, slightly taller than Xiaotang, but much taller than Xiaotangcake, with a sunny smile, like a big school girl.

The boy's name is Jian Yun. He is preparing for his debut.

To be able to train with this body teacher, Jian Yun's qualifications and background are not bad.

Jian Yun saw Su Zening come in, just glanced at it, and continued to do her own thing.

Su Zening politely greeted the teacher and started his training silently. Su Zening and Jian Yun have a very tacit understanding. They are in the two corners of the training style, and they do not affect each other.

The teacher, who had been silent, glanced at Su Zening and said, "Have you learned dancing before?"

Su Zening quickly shook his head.

The teacher smiled and said, "Then your flexibility is pretty good."

Su Zening quickly shook his head.

There is probably another reason for his identity as a cat. His current body is much softer than his original body. He has received the devil training from Teacher Laughing Tiger before, and many movements are no longer a problem.

Jian Yun glanced here, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and pulled her body that had stretched to the limit a few centimeters down. But the boy is so old after all, his body is not flexible enough, and it is very difficult to open his shoulders in body training.

During a break.

Su Zening took two bottles of mineral water from outside and handed one to Jian Yun, who was sitting in the corner panting.

Jian Yun took the water and asked casually, "Are you also preparing to debut?"

Su Zelin raised his head blankly and said, "What debut?"

Jian Yun only thought that Su Zening was unwilling to say so, she frowned and said, "Which teacher did you follow before?"

Su Zening said with lingering fear: "Follow Teacher Xiao, who is always smiling."

Mr. Xiao?

Xingchen's more famous body teacher, who uses English names, has never heard of this so-called teacher Xiao.

Probably some unknown body teacher. I don't know what kind of luck the young man in front of him has had, and he can learn with him and Teacher John.

Jian Yun twisted open the mineral water bottle, took a sip and stopped talking.

In the second half of the training, the teacher focused most of his attention on Jian Yun. Su Zening simply shouldn't be too happy.

The two had about two hours to eat and rest at noon. Su Zening recently found a very delicious snack shop.

He looked at Jian Yun and asked, "Are you going to eat with me at noon? I know a very delicious restaurant."

Jian Yun shook his head and refused, "I want to stay and continue training."

He has been one of the best trainees in the company for so many years.

He knew that the company was a good trainee, but he didn't have the boy in front of him. Qualifications and backgrounds are general.

And he is not like the young man in front of him, he has no qualifications or background, and he has no other advantages except his appearance. But there is no shortage of good-looking people in this circle.

Xingchen casts so many trainees every year, and only a few of them can make a splash, and most of them, like teenagers, will soon be gone.

Unlike him. The company has allocated the best agent for him, selected the songs for his debut, and the occasion of his appearance.

He can't relax.

The shop Su Zening was going to was a pasta shop.

In an old residential area nearby, the storefront is small and dilapidated, and has been open for many years. The reason for the elderly living in the nearby community is that this store is not very famous on the Internet, only old acquaintances who often come to eat know it.

The neighborhood is about to be demolished, and many residents have already moved out.

Fewer people there lately.

The owner of the store is a middle-aged couple.

When Su Zening came, he found that most of the tables and chairs in the store had been put away. He asked strangely, "Is it going to close at noon?"

That's the point of doing business.

"There is something at home, so close the stall ahead of time." The owner's voice paused with obvious sadness, although his face was sad, he still smiled at Su Zening and said, "Since you are here, what do you want to eat today and uncle? Say. I'll close the stall later."

Su Zening has gotten to know the boss very well these days. As soon as the boss saw him, he knew that he was the young man who often came for lunch.

"Thank you." Su Zening swallowed and said with bright eyes, "I want cat ears."

The cat ears of this house are really unique. The cat ears are smooth and tender. In the milky white soup, some chives and green beans are sprinkled.

It tastes really good.

The boss rekindled the stove.

While Su Zening was waiting, the phone received a text message. It was sent by Fu Xiao.

[Where? ]

Su Zening told him honestly.

[Wait for me, I'll be there soon. ]

Su Zening sighed sadly. Recently, Fu Xiao didn't know what was going on, and he was terribly busy.

I come to him for dinner almost every day at noon.

Su Zening, who only felt that Fu Xiaoxian had nothing to do, naturally wouldn't know that Fu Xiao would spend his time meeting him at noon every day.

After calling Fu Xiao a bowl of cat ears.

Su Zening hummed softly, waiting for her lunch.

In a small store.

Another old man opened the door and walked in with a cane.

The old man squinted and looked around, his eyes were loud, and after looking around, he said to the shop owner, "Hey, why is it closed today?"

Apparently a regular.

"Uncle Wu, why are you here today?" Su Zening was sitting at the only table in the store, and the boss was about to set up a new table. However, most of the tables in the store are gathered together and placed on the push-pull cart next to them, and there are many sundries piled on it, which is very troublesome to take out.

So Su Zening said to the old man, "Old man, I have a friend coming later. If you don't mind, can you sit across from us?"

The old man didn't care and sat opposite Su Zening.

The owner smiled and said, "What do you want to eat? Today's braised noodles are particularly delicious? Would you like to have one?"

The old man and Su Zening said in unison, "Of course it's cat ears. Where can you find cat ears when you make braised noodles."

The shop owner was also amused by the two and said, "Then get some cat ears."

He said to the two of them, "You two are the people with the most similar tastes I've ever met, but unfortunately I didn't meet them before. It's really fate that I met them today."

The old man snorted inexplicably.

Su Zening didn't care, anyway, it was the fate of meeting and eating a bowl of noodles together.

At this moment, Fu Xiao walked in from the door.

Su Zening quickly shook his hand and said, "Here."

Fu Xiao was slightly taken aback when he saw the old man with his originally smiling face, then passed the old man, sat next to the young man and asked, "How is today?"

The young man sighed, praised the table with both hands, buried his head between his arms and said, "What else can I do, I almost lost my life there." It's like a dejected little animal, very cute.

Fu Xiao resisted the urge to touch the young man's black hair.

The man in suit and leather shoes was out of tune with the store. As soon as he sat down, the old man across from him snorted coldly.

Su Zening faintly noticed that something was wrong.

He looked back and forth between the two—

Do they know each other?

Fortunately, the boss brought out the three bowls of cat ears at this time: "It just so happened that you all came, and I have to tell you something. Probably our store will not open again after today."

Su Zening and the old man were shocked at the same time: "What's going on?"

The boss is not too old, why can't he open it?

The old man even saw with his own eyes that the boss took over the store from his father. It has been several decades now, and his face sank: "Is there any difficulty? Or is there not enough money? Tell me that I can help you. You solve it."

At this moment, a group of people outside the door walked in cursingly. With a toothpick in his mouth and a rogue smile on his face, the head of the man said to the shopkeeper, "How is it? You don't know how to flatter. Sell the shop to us at the price we negotiated, and everyone can relax. ."

When the shop owner saw the group of rogues, his face turned red and he said, "Don't even think about it. Don't you just want to take advantage of the demolition here and forcibly buy my shop, so that you can make a fortune, I tell you, I The store will never sell it to you.”

Since this group of rogues have been eyeing their area, they have often come to make trouble. Overturning tables and chairs is light, and beating people is common. When the police come, they run, and when the police leave, they come, because they are very measured. If they are accidentally caught, at most After being closed for a few days, they were released again. After they came out, they would pay special attention to the shops that called the police.

Many people have no way to take them.

Some people couldn't resist, so they simply closed the old store and waited for the demolition, and then found another store by themselves. However, these people are very well-informed. As long as a new store is opened, they will go to the new store to make trouble, and even go to their home to make trouble.

They won't rest until the house is sold to them.

Several neighbors around were taken away by them at a low price in this way.

He didn't eat this set, but after spending so long with the hooligans, their shop couldn't keep running.

But let him and this group of hooligans admit defeat, he can't do it, he would rather not open a store than let them wish.

The rogue smiled and said to the six or seven little brothers he brought with him: "I can't help you. If you don't sell one day, you won't want to make a business. Even if your store moves to another place, we will follow you. ."

The owner's shop was not big, and seven or eight rogues entered at once, and the entire shop was filled, aggressive and malicious.

The shop owner took a deep breath and apologized to the three of them: "I originally wanted to finish your last business, but I can't do it because of the current situation. You go first." He couldn't implicate others.

Who knows that the old man is also an angry temper and immediately said to the group of hooligans: "Where is the little shrew, get out of front of Lao Tzu."

Su Zening secretly complained that this old man was too rigid.

Sure enough, the rogue leader turned his attention to the three of them.

The old man glared at him on crutches. The old man has been ups and downs for so many years, and he has never really been afraid of anyone.

"Don't meddle in your own business." The rogue leader looked at the three and made a negative test, "Get out of here now."

The old man sat motionless.

Su Zening actually doesn't want to leave. The boss is serious and very good. Once again, he forgot to bring money, so the boss simply waived his order. Su Zening sometimes sees the boss going to feed the stray cats in the park behind and nearby stray cats. all like him. Now the boss is in trouble, he can't leave. He looked at Fu Xiao, but Fu Xiao smiled at him, his eyes were clear, he seemed to understand what he meant, and Su Zening calmed down.

As for whether he is afraid?

Su Zening squeezed his hand under the table with a little force, and the horizontal bar under the table fell off.

Su Zening looked a little innocent. He really didn't work hard.

He sighed and looked at the seven or eight hooligans opposite him, and he was no longer afraid at all.

The old man was slightly surprised when he saw that Fu Xiao had not left. He probably felt that with Fu Xiao's personality, he would never go into such muddy waters.

The rogue leader snorted coldly and looked at the three people here.

An old man, a child, a little white-faced man in a suit, none of them matter. He has a tough temper, but it's useless just to be tough.

There are seven or eight of them here, which is enough to teach these ignorant guys a good lesson. Thinking of this, the headed man gestured to the younger brother behind him.

The younger brother locked the door with malicious intent.

The hooligans surrounded the three of them, and the boss headed casually lifted the table where the three of them were eating.

The whole table fell over the old man.

☆、Urban legend small sugar cake

A woman with insufficient purchase rate~ You successfully caught my attention "The anchor has time to suck cats, but no time to broadcast? The anchor is a big pig's hoof."

Fu Mingming, who was on the live broadcast today, withdrew from Weibo with a guilty conscience. He finally remembered his own business and asked the housekeeper, "Uncle Zhang, where is my cousin?"

She did the live broadcast today to find her cousin because she had something to do. When she arrived, her cousin had official business to deal with, so she first came to play with the little sugar cake.

It's not because want to see the candy canes.

The butler did not speak with a decent smile on his face.

Fu Mingming immediately understood: "Feng Jiaming is here, right?"

Feng Jiaming was the only one who could make his cousin make an exception.

Butler: "Miss Feng and the young master are discussing things in the study. Miss Mingming is staying to finish dinner?"

The girl who killed Matt hurriedly shook her head and said, "Feng Jiaming came to look for his cousin, and he must have something to do with him again. I'll definitely meet her after I stay and finish eating. I'm not on the right track with her, so I must meet her. quarrel."

Fu Mingming knew that there was no hope of seeing Fu Xiao in a short period of time, and after trying to abduct the kitten away was firmly rejected by the housekeeper, he reluctantly said goodbye to the kitten and left.

Su Zening, who had regained his freedom, made a small calculation in his heart.

I am curious about the heroine Feng Jiaming in the story. What kind of person is Feng Jiaming?

While the housekeeper was not paying attention, Su Zening sneaked to the study and looked up at the closed door of the study. With difficulty, he squeezed the door open with his small body and got in.

The study is simply composed of black and white, and the entire wall is covered with various books. It is no wonder that Fu Xiao is also an honorary graduate of an international famous school, with two master's degrees.

Fu Xiao sat at the white minimalist desk casually flipping through a contract in his hand.

An elegant woman in a long white dress sits on the other side, the woman has waist-length black hair, delicate facial features, fresh and refined, her fair neck is slender like a swan, her posture is noble and elegant, even if she is a little restrained and nervous at the moment, it does not reduce her beauty of.

As expected of Feng Jiaming, who is known as the soul singer.

Anyone should praise the two of them for their talent and looks, and they are a natural pair.

However, Su Zening felt that Feng Jiaming was not suitable for Fu Xiao.

Feng Jiaming always felt that Fu Xiao was too cruel and ruthless. But Fu Xiao was originally a person who grew up in the dark. How could he be warm and affectionate when he saw the sinister nature of human beings?

The world has never given Fu Xiao a chance to be affectionate.

The white kitten walked straight to the two of them. Of course Feng Jiaming and Fu Xiao noticed the kitten that slipped in, but Feng Jiaming obviously didn't have the heart to think about this little white cat that suddenly appeared. She was thinking about it. Find Fu Xiao yourself.

Seeing that Fu Xiao looked at the contract for a long time and didn't give her an answer, she said urgently, "How is it? My uncle's project is short of funds, so I have no choice but to ask you for help. My uncle said that once funds are injected, the project will be successful if it is restarted. ."

The Xingchen Group controlled by Fu Xiao controls the country's largest film distribution and production company, record production company, more than 50% of the country's TV stations, as well as various paper media and emerging media, and has countless artists from the brokerage company.

And Fu Xiao is the head of this media group, and the Xingchen Group is developing unstoppably in his hands. Not long ago, he also completed the acquisition of the biggest rival Chenxiao Group.

He is the well-deserved king in country A's media industry.

As long as he nodded, her uncle's problem would be solved head on.

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows in disbelief, didn't speak, just flipped through the contract.

Su Zening clearly knew who his parents were and who his intimacy depended on. The little white dumpling walked to Fu Xiao's trousers and jumped up confidently.

But the posture is right, the effect is very poor.

He was so embarrassed that he could only jump to Fu Xiao's calf.

Fortunately, his claws caught Fu Xiao's pants.

The expensive hand-tailored suit pants were visibly pulled out and scrapped under Su Zening's claws.

Su Zening's two hind paws were swaying in midair, and he couldn't care about much. Su Zening raised his head and meowed at Fu Xiao.

Come and save me.

Fu Xiao lifted the sticky little sugar cake onto his lap before closing the contract and said to Feng Jiaming, "Are you sure you want me to help your uncle?"

Feng Jiaming felt hot on his face, but thinking of his uncle's care for him over the years, he nodded firmly: "Yes."

Fu Xiao touched the small candy cake in his arms, and the two paws of the small candy cake unconsciously stepped on his thighs, gently and softly. The little thing's undisguised liking and preference for him greatly pleased Fu Xiao.

Fu Xiao sent a rare kindness and said to Feng Jiaming: "Your uncle has no talent or talent in business, even if he gets through this time, he will encounter other problems next time, and the problems are often only It will get bigger and bigger. The failure this time is just that the project is gone, and the next time it may even lose the Feng family."

"Or put it this way—your uncle doesn't fit in the mall."

"No—" Feng Jiaming stood up, her face flushed red, and said humiliatingly, "My uncle just doesn't know who he is this time."

Fu Xiao held the little candy cake on his palm, the little candy cake was blue with brown almond eyes and raised his head to look at him, meow, meow, Fu Xiao stroked the back of the little candy cake with satisfaction, raised his head Looking at Feng Jiaming's interesting repetition: "Just this time?"

Feng Jiaming concluded, she knew that Fu Xiao had always looked down on the people of the Feng family, or Fu Xiao's arrogant and conceited character, he looked down on anyone, but this time, the sarcasm in Fu Xiao's tone made her proud and self-respect Can't stand it anymore.

It was like this every time. Every time she stepped into this study, she felt that her dignity was being tormented. The existence of this room was a mockery of her personality and a denial of her ability.

This place reminds herself all the time, what she has relied on to get to where she is today.

Maybe she shouldn't have made that deal with Fu Xiao ten years ago.

She had thought about getting to know Fu Xiao well, until she saw Fu Xiao's opponent being chased and killed by Fu Xiao again, and she jumped down from the top floor of the building in despair.

The uncle, who would have laughed at her, turned into a puddle of mud in front of her eyes. Only then did she clearly realize that she and Fu Xiao were people from two different worlds, and she would never be able to accept Fu Xiao sincerely.

How could a person like Fu Xiao who is ruthless and only has interests in his eyes show kindness? Why did she come here to humiliate herself?

Feng Jiaming stood up, picked up the contract that Fu Xiao put on the desk, and was about to leave.

Fu Xiao suddenly said: "I agree to inject capital this time, but I have conditions. If the project still fails to meet expectations, the project will be mine, how about it?"

Feng Jiaming was stunned for a moment, not knowing why Fu Xiao changed her mind, but thinking that her uncle's current embarrassing situation would turn around, Feng Jiaming couldn't take much care of it. She thought that as long as there was an injection of funds, her uncle's project would be successful. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

Feng Jiaming got what he wanted and left with the contract, when he walked to the door. The housekeeper, who has never had any sense of existence, asked, "Dinner is almost ready, is Miss Feng staying to finish dinner?"

In the past, the housekeeper would not have asked Feng Jiaming so ignorantly if he would stay.

It's just that today's day is really special.

Every year today, Master Xiao was in a bad mood, so he asked Feng Jiaming with a glimmer of hope.

"No need." Feng Jiaming refused without thinking. After refusing, she found that it seemed a bit too tough. She explained embarrassingly, "There is still work at night."

The housekeeper still had a decent smile on his face, but his voice became colder: "It's a pity, I specially let the kitchen prepare Miss Feng's favorite dishes. Recently, the young master always eats dinner alone. I thought that Miss Feng could stay today. ."

Feng Jiaming smiled uncomfortably and said, "The work has already been decided." In fact, her work tonight is not important at all, insignificant, she just doesn't want to stay here for one more second. Feng Jiaming always felt that the housekeeper's eyes seemed to see through everything, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

"That's natural, work is the most important thing." The butler said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Feng Jiaming breathed a sigh of relief, she always felt that Fu Xiao's house was like a perfect icy cold without any warmth and false shell, everyone wore a decent smile, especially the housekeeper, every time she came here, she at a loss.

She subconsciously always refused to stay here for even a second longer.

The driver who was going to take her outside was already waiting outside the door at the butler's order.

Just as he was about to get into the car, the butler suddenly said, "Miss Feng."

Feng Jiaming was startled: "What's wrong?"

"Miss Feng, L company will deliver the latest dresses in a few days. You can come and try it when you have time." The housekeeper said respectfully.

In a family like the Fu family, all the latest models of big brands will be sent by special people for them to choose.

When Feng Jiaming found out that the styles and quality that Fu's family could see were far more than when she went to the mall or her partner to see, almost all the dresses she attended for major events were chosen from Fu's family.

After so many years, she has formed a habit, she doesn't care, just thinking about the upcoming awards ceremony and the various people she has to deal with, she nodded irritably.

A mocking smile flashed across the butler's eyes.

Su Zening felt that what Fu Xiao said was very reasonable. If Feng Jiaming's uncle was really not suitable for business, Fu Xiao would only hurt him by helping him, just like a sheep entered the world of lions with the help of lions, but the sheep After all, it is a sheep, and sooner or later, it will be swallowed by other lions.

But what does this have to do with his little cat?

He stood up from Fu Xiao's lap, shook his head, and tried to scrape the edge of the desk with his small paws. Su Zening couldn't help frowning at the sound of the bell.

That sound is so annoying.

I scratched my neck twice with my claws, but to no avail.

"Little Candy Cake." Fu Xiao called out this name for the first time.

The cloud-like kitten scratched the necklace and looked up at Fu Xiao.

Shit shovel officer, what are you calling me for?

Fu Xiao moved for a while, then grabbed the paw of the small sugar cake and pressed it on the cat's necklace, pinching it in the palm of his hand: "The necklace was specially prepared for you by your grandfather. "

okay then.

Su Zening reluctantly accepted this and coexisted with the annoying cat's necklace.

Outside the door, someone has already called Xiao Tangcake again.

Someone was probably looking for him.

Su Zening wanted to jump down from Fu Xiao's knees, but unfortunately fell a dog and ate shit.

Fortunately, the ground is covered with a soft and warm carpet, and the kitten is well fed, and it doesn't hurt to fall.

Climbing up from the carpet, the kitten looked left and right, preparing to leave as if nothing had happened.

Fortunately, Wei Wei's increased intimacy value comforted him. It seemed that when he was close to Fu Xiao, the intimacy value would increase very quickly.

"Little candy cake." Fu Xiao suddenly said.

Su Zening turned his head to look at Fu Xiao.

Is there a problem? Shit shovel officer.

Fu Xiao thoughtfully said, "You can understand your name."

Su Zening tilted his head innocently and meowed, but with his hands and feet, his stiff and quick steps to leave had already betrayed him.

Fu Xiao shook his head amusingly.

He hasn't had a cat, but Sugar Cake seems a little too smart?

☆, the misunderstanding of fat oranges

Xiao Yun has been very busy recently, busy arranging all the things that should be done for Su Zening's debut.

Other things are easy to say about Mr. Fu and the investment behind him, but there are only two things.

First, the first promotional film of Angus’s movie is about to come out. If it can catch up with this wave, it will definitely be beneficial to the youth, but the problem is also here. Angus is very satisfied with the effect of the promotional film, and he also After making the final adjustment, it will be released in a few days.

But these few days are not enough for the teenager to record other singles, not to mention that the teenager is very talented. Xiao Yun does not want the teenager to take the route of fast consumption. His singles need to be refined from selection to production.

Once we strive for perfection, the action will be too fast, and even the song has not been selected yet, and it is even more impossible to make it in a few days.

Second, the first one doesn't work, so the best way is to participate in a popular variety show or make a debut.

She also has several variety shows in her hands, but many variety shows are very short-lived, and the best is the draft, but she is always watching the movement of the circle to see if there are any more suitable projects for the youth draft. In fact, there is one that is barely enough - "Thousands of Stars" by Nebula TV.

"Thousands of Stars" has reached the point of publicity, and it will be launched strongly during this period. The time is just right, and Nebula TV is also an old and powerful TV station. "Thousands of Stars" has a long history and once had the same scenery, but Nowadays, the taste of this show has been declining. In fact, if the show is adjusted before the official recording of the show, it may not be a hit, but the old man Wu of the TV station has a stinky and tough temper, but he is also a major shareholder of Xingchen, and his prestige is still high. , Watching "Thousands of Stars" is heavier than the famous eyeballs, and it doesn't let anyone move it.

Xiao Yun sighed, if it doesn't work, she still has to wait and see the circle, and wait a while, there are still a few variety shows in her hands.

By the way, today the teenager is going to record and broadcast the first variety show. don't know how it will work. She will go to watch it later.

Nebula TV.

For the first time, the cold-faced old man sat opposite Secretary Zhang calmly.

You must know that in normal times, Secretary Zhang may not even enter this door.

Since the last conversation, the old man's view of Fu Xiao has also begun to change. Fu Xiao does have his own ideas, and even with Secretary Zhang, he sweats a lot. Although it can't make a big change for a while, it is enough to make him feel better. His calm secretary Zhang talked.

Thinking of the recent changes, the old man who had always been in good spirits also had a tired look on his face.

He closed the plan handed to him by Secretary Zhang and said, "If all these can be realized, "Thousands of Stars" may not really be able to reproduce the glory, but—" His voice was faintly helpless.

Secretary Zhang suddenly had a bad feeling.

The old man's voice was full of vicissitudes, and his body was stooped. The old man in front of him was already in his old age, and he was unable to do many things. The old man said: "It would be better if you came half a day earlier. The person has submitted his resignation, and the project team is about to be disbanded." There are many people who have a good personal relationship with him, who are the juniors he values, those who he once thought would support him no matter what.

But didn't expect them to leave.

The dark clouds that have accompanied him for more than ten years have also left.

This could not help the old man have a deep sense of frustration, he also began to reflect and think about some things.

The old man rubbed his brows wearily and said, "There is no "Thousands of Stars" anymore. Tomorrow I will announce the dissolution of the project team." For the first time, he has always been indomitable and stubborn.

Maybe he is really old.

Secretary Zhang was stunned for a moment. With this situation, he was not surprised. A truly capable person would not be trapped in the program group Ten Thousand Stars for a lifetime. The dissolution of Ten Thousand Stars was also expected by President Fu. So Mr. Fu just ignored this show before because he knew that this state would not last for a long time, but why did it happen at such a time——

Secretary Zhang smiled wryly, Mr. Fu has worked so hard to plan for so long, so why not?

It is not the first time that Su Zening has participated in a variety show. He has been drawn as a strong man at the Xingchen headquarters before.

This time he didn't find it strange either.

But what Su Zening didn't know was that the last variety show was attended by amateurs, and the threshold was relatively low, and this time, all the artists participated in the variety show, but he could also notice that his treatment was much better this time, and Sister Xiao still I came to see him specially, brought him a little assistant, and even the costumer and make-up artist prepared for him.

This time the show is an outdoor variety show. Six artists work in groups of two, and tasks are drawn on the spot. Those who complete the tasks within the specified time will win.

Su Zening and five other artists took the bus, and several artists chatted with each other on the bus. Among them, the most popular female singer Fang Ning, the rest were variety show artist Qin Ke, and the idol group Xiang Tian and Xiang. Lan, there is another teenager Jiang Luoluo who has not yet officially debuted, but has already appeared in the concert of the brothers and sisters. Among the remaining six people, Su Zening has the lowest coffee position, and is not familiar with the insiders.

Fang Ning sat in the seat and closed her eyes. She had a cold face, and her temper was not very good in the circle, so no one would provoke her so ignorantly. Jiang Luoluo and Xiang Tian and Xiang Lan chatted together from time to time. There were bursts of laughter.

When they got to the destination and got out of the car, Su Zening found that the place where they recorded the show today was at the foot of Fu Xiao's house.

The show started and the host told them the mission.

It turned out that the task of this episode was to ask the artists to rely on the musical instruments and equipment provided by the program team to go to a small concert on the street. At the end of the concert, the member with the most full chairs will win.

Rewarded by the program team - being a guest at Xiao Ruhan's concert after the song.

Xiao Ruhan is a well-deserved first person in the music circle.

To be able to go to her concert is simply self-inflicted.

As soon as this reward was spoken, everyone's eyes lit up. This kind of opportunity is really rare and extremely tempting.

If you want to win, the team is very important. The popularity of the members definitely has an impact to a certain extent. Xiang Tian and Xiang Lan are a group, and they naturally become a group. Jiang Luoluo glanced at everyone and looked at Su Zening. , pursed his lips slightly, and walked up to Fang Ning to strike first and said: "Please advise me, senior."

Compared to Qin Ke and the unknown Su Zening, Fang Ning is definitely the best candidate.

Qin Ke grinned and hugged Su Zening's shoulders and said, "Then we'll be in a group. You have to behave well, little handsome guy."

The pre-match distribution venue, the equipment and the surrounding people flow of the three concerts are different, the best is in the community center, with its own flow of people, complete equipment and a band, the middle is in the corner of the community park, the flow of people is average , there is a guitar, the worst is next to the public toilet in the community, and the equipment only has a microphone.

Qin Ke, who was smiling like an emoji on the surface, was very good at games, but Xiang Tian and Xiang Lan turned out to be a black hole in the game. After the venue was allocated, the group of Su Zening and Qin Ke got a venue with guitars, Xiangtian Xianglan was the last, Jiang Luoluo Fangning was the first.

The three groups went to their respective venues.

Su Zening and Qin Ke were walking on the road. Qin could see that he was familiar and asked, "Do you live here? It feels familiar to you."

Can you not be familiar with it?

This is his door.

Su Zening paused and said, "I've been here a few times."

At this moment, Su Zening suddenly heard a familiar meowing sound.

He subconsciously turned his head to look over, and saw a fat orange cat lying on a stone bench in a corner of the roadside green belt, and brazenly said to a three-flowered meow: "Nothing, our Elvis Presley here. Very fat, not half as handsome as me—"

Fat orange!

I'm inseparable with you!

Su Zening gritted his teeth and thought—

The fat orange over there raised his head as he spoke, as if he noticed Su Zening's gaze.

One man and one cat look at each other.

Fat Ju jumped back a step and recognized Su Zening. This is the human bastard who loved and hated him before! To the detriment of it, the three masters now know each other, and they can no longer eat three times at one meal.

It caused the cat to lose weight visibly to the naked eye.

It smells the faint smell in the air, and its eyes are full of doubts, but isn't this the smell of small sugar cakes?

How could it be in front of this human being? What's more, the taste is so strong that it doesn't seem like it was accidentally touched.

The last time it was too rushed, it couldn't distinguish it, this time it smelled carefully, and the two-legged beast in front of it was definitely a small sugar cake.

For cats, it is the smell that distinguishes their companions, while humans are only strange-looking, weak chicken-like companions in the eyes of fat oranges.

It's not that hard for Fat Orange to accept that a cookie will turn into a two-legged beast.

It's just that a lot of thoughts flashed through Fat Orange's mind for a while, and a light flashed in his mind, which has always been well-informed, and he suddenly understood—

It turned out that the little sugar cake actually hated him out of love?

No wonder, no wonder Little Sugar Cake always makes things difficult for it.

Fat Orange sighed faintly, because it doesn't understand the heart of small sugar cakes!

The author has something to say:

a little late, sorry

☆, small sugar cake large-scale drop-off scene

"Xiao Ning, what's the matter?" Qin Ke asked strangely when he saw the boy stop.

Su Zening glared at Fat Orange and gritted his teeth.

Fat Ju is making his rumors again, don't think he doesn't know, the gossip about Elvis' bald butt outside is spread by Fat Ju.

I don't know how many times he said...

His ass is no longer bald, and the hair on his ass has grown back.

Could it be that he had to take a walk among the cats with his ass up, so they would believe it?

Feiju was full of anger at Little Sugar Cake, but he sighed in his heart - it turned out to be the one who failed Little Sugar Cake for so long?

It's just that it already has a beautiful cat in its heart, and the little sugar cake is destined to be wrongly paid.

Fat Orange licked his paws and sighed, he was going to make it clear to Little Sugar Cake.

But now, Fat Orange looked up and down the little sugar cake sympathetically, how did the little sugar cake become a useless two-legged beast, with neither beautiful fur nor sharp claws, unable to catch mice, and slow to respond.

How miserable it is, how can it hit the little sugar cake now.

Hey, thinking about Little Sugar Cake's infatuation with him, it must keep Little Sugar Cake a secret that he'll turn into a useless two-legged beast.

"Meow—" Sanhuamei meows strangely when she sees Fat Orange staring at the human who just walked past.

Fat Ju reacted, and smiled at Chao Sanhua Meimiao, and said with a blushing face, "You know what? Our bald-ass Elvis, he turns into a two-legged beast from time to time."

Sanhua Meimiao exclaimed, "It's so miserable."

Fat Ju sighed: "Who said no."

Su Zening, who was also at a loss, walked away and couldn't hear the meowing here, otherwise Fat Orange might not be able to stand and walk out today.

Su Zening and Qin Ke walked to the venue prepared for them by the program team.

The site is in the middle of a large forest in the park, surrounded by slender trees, the trees are lush, the breeze blows, and the branches and leaves are like green waves. There were also the crisp chirping of birds in my ears.

Standing in the middle of the wooden makeshift stage, like standing in the middle of a forest, is very beautiful.

The only problem is that the place is a bit remote, but the program team prepared guide cards for the two of them, as long as they put the guide cards in place, it is not a big problem.

The two discussed the program of the concert.

When it comes to singing, Su Zening has never been troubled. Su Zening quickly chose his title song, a work composed and written by his father, with a sweet and lively style.

When it was Qin Ke's turn, Qin Ke blinked his eyes and said seriously, ""Subscribe the name of the dish."

Su Zening looked up at Qin Ke suspiciously.

What kind of song is this?

The cameraman who followed Qin Ke couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Isn't this stand-up comedy?

Su Zening heard the laughter and looked over suspiciously.

Qin Ke said, "There are steamed lambs, steamed bear paws, steamed deer tails—" The handsome and fashionable man dressed in a trendy fashion brand with highlighted hair performed a "name of a dish" for Su Zening in public.

Su Zening: "..."

Su Zening held the last glimmer of hope and asked with difficulty: "Is there anything else?"

Qin Ke blinked: "I can do it the other way around. Do you want to listen to it again? There are fried live carp, flat duck, and steamed chicken—"

Su Zening bit the bullet and listened to the reverse again, again and the Sichuan dialect version.

In the end, Qin Ke, who was still a little concerned, patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Young man, brother, it's up to you."

The two divided their work. Su Zening was in charge of preparing the show, and Qin Ke was in charge of publicizing and pulling people. Although the performances were unreliable, Qin Ke was quite reliable in pulling people.

Qin Ke was already very popular, and because he was lucky, he happened to meet an art class who came to sketch from life, and he sent out the flyers in one fell swoop.

Progress is much faster than the other two groups.

After Qin Ke posted the guide sign, he came back empty-handed, and happened to meet Jiang Luoluo who hadn't even finished sending out half of the leaflet and Xiang Lan who had given up struggling and didn't even finish the leaflet at all.

Jiang Luoluo said in surprise: "Have you already distributed your brochures?"

Qin Ke glued the last guide sign on the branch, clapped his hands and said, "Yeah, I just happened to meet the art class of sketching, and it's already finished."

Xiang Lan said enviously, "Aren't you sure to win!"

The speaker didn't intend, but listened intently, Jiang Luoluo looked at the leaflet that he hadn't even finished sending out half, and didn't speak.

Xiao Kehan's concert guests, even the best artists in their agency may not get this opportunity, should they give up like this?

However, the strength of their group is not worse than that of Qin Ke's group. He just has less luck than Qin Ke and has not met a large group of people.

If he loses like this, how can he be reconciled?

There was a haze in Jiang Luoluo's eyes.

The three soon parted ways.

Jiang Luoluo was about to leave, and followed his cameraman and said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, I'll go to the toilet to make it easier."

Jiang Luoluo smiled and nodded and said, "It's okay, you can go." He was a little impatient. He didn't have enough time, so he had to delay here.

While waiting for the cameraman, a gust of wind blew by, and the guide cards of Qin Ke's group, who had been trembling on the tree, fell into the grass in the green belt next to them.

If the wind were a little stronger and Qin Ke's guiding cards were blown away, they would have won.

Why is his luck so bad all the time?

By the way, the wind is stronger!

Why is Qin Ke so lucky?

He forced himself to tell himself calmly that he was just out of luck. Since God didn't help him, he could do it by himself—

So Jiang Luoluo's heart jumped wildly. He raised his head and saw that there was no one around. He pushed the guide sign into the green belt, as if it was blown in by the wind.

After doing this, he ran away as quickly as possible.

When the concert was approaching, unexpectedly, it seemed that there were only a few people in the venue.

Qin Ke also comforted Su Zening, probably not yet.

However, minutes passed by, and there were still not many people in front of Su Zening and Qin Ke's team.

Qin Ke's face changed greatly, it was impossible, he obviously sent out so many flyers, so he wouldn't be alone.

It was almost time for their concert to start.

There were still only two or three people in front of them. The two or three people looked at each other all the time, a little embarrassed. One of the girls had already picked up her bag and seemed to be considering whether to leave.

In order to keep the few remaining people, Su Zening hurriedly took the guitar to the stage.

There was a meowing sound in the distance.

Su Zeningning, who has a keen hearing

Duoduo is a well-known UP master of a big station. Today, she received a fan submission in her mailbox. What attracted her was the screenshots in the video.

In the picture, a young man with a white shirt on his face is sitting in the middle of the forest, and the chair next to him is full of kittens.

At first glance, there are about thirty.

This is a big family!

Duoduo's eyes widened, and she couldn't wait to open the video.

In the video, the black-haired teenager is sitting in the middle of the forest with a guitar in his arms. A ray of light from the sky pours through the layers of leaves and pours down the boy's body. The boy's face seems to be exuding a faint halo.

In the middle of the forest, an unknown teenager played the guitar, the sound of the guitar was sweet and soft.

Duoduo is a music student. When she saw the melody played by the boy, she knew that the boy was an expert.

But Duoduo doesn't care. As a cloud-sucking cat up owner, she cares about the dozens of cute kittens in the video screenshots.

Nothing can stop her from sucking pussy, not the pretty girl in the video, not the nice guitar sound.

The progress bar moved forward a little bit, the boy's singing was playful and sweet like candy wrapped in beautiful candy wrappers, and the ending sound was a little lazy in the afternoon, and the smart notes danced in the winter forest——

"I will make a bed of roses for you, and a thousand bouquets."

Duoduo was stunned for a moment, the voice was too good.

In the middle of the video, two cats appeared, a short-legged orange cat and a black cat, walking straight towards the boy, as if attracted by the boy's singing.

Duoduo couldn't help but smile slightly. The voice of the boy made him feel like he was in a fairy tale when he was a child. He was surrounded by little goblins who were dancing on flower buds with skirts on them. No wonder he was able to attract so many kittens.

"And a crown made of flowers, and a long skirt embroidered with myrtle green leaves."

The boy's singing seemed to have magic power, but for a moment, many cats appeared from all corners of the screen, three flowers, pear flowers, white cats, and cows surrounded the boy.

As the boy sang, he raised his eyes and looked at the kittens, as if he was surprised by the arrival of the kittens. The boy's azure blue eyes were big and beautiful like gems. After looking at the boy, the cat was even more excited and looked up. The head meows, as if it should be in harmony with the boy's song.

Duoduo smiled knowingly, what could be more beautiful than this picture for a beautiful boy and a cat?

The boy's singing slowly flowed into her ears.

"A belt of wheatgrass and ivy buds, with coral hooks and amber buckles—"

The melody that has never been heard before is lively and cheerful, is it just a new song? It sounds so good. Dodo couldn't help but think.

At this moment, the blue eyes of the young man were caught off guard by the camera.

She was suddenly poked by the boy's eyes, and she couldn't help covering her chest. She felt that her old mother's heart was touched.

What the hell!

Cats, I'm sorry mom, mom may have to climb the wall!