It was cold at night in early autumn, and Father Yang came back from Tai Chi practice in the park. He saw a group of people gathered around the door of his house from a distance. He went over to watch the excitement, and found that they were all holding their mobile phones facing a surprisingly beautiful Hai Shuangda.The puppet shoots wildly.

The big puppet is not afraid of people, it took the initiative to get out of the cat bag with a big slit, sat down gracefully and let people pat it, its voice was cool and pleasant, and its big fluffy tail dragged on the ground to sweep it away, coupled with a pair of eyes full of blue light, the well-behaved appearance makes the strong man unbearable.

"Ahh! It's so cute, I really want to lick it!"

"Angel cat, my heart has melted."

"Little cat, do you want to eat ham sausage?"

Someone took out a ham sausage and fed it to its mouth. The big puppet carefully stretched out its head and sniffed it, not turning its head to show its rejection.

"Then what do you want?"

The big puppet's ears fluttered, as if it understood human words, it barked at a lady's purse, and stretched out a paw to pat the cat purse.

"You want money?" The lady hesitated and took out a bill from her bag.

"Meow meow!" The big puppet yelled very loudly.

But what does a cat want money for?

The big puppet turned its head to look at the owner behind him. It was an adult man leaning against the corner and fell asleep. Because of the cold, he curled up into a ball, the hood covered his head, and his whole face was hidden in the shadows., with a few pieces of luggage scattered around him, and an unfinished bottle of mineral water at his feet.

He looked extremely embarrassed, as if he had been wandering for a long time.

The cat is so skilled in asking for money, think about it in the past.

What a pity, this is the consensus in the hearts of all present.

The puppet is so cute and cute. Everyone took a glance at each other, and without saying a word, they took out change from their pockets and put it into the cat bag.

Father Yang used to run a cat cafe. He couldn't see such a beautiful and obedient animal suffering with an incomprehensible owner. When it was his turn, he couldn't help but reached out and stroked the cat's chin. The cat didn't resist but rubbed against him..

He couldn't help feeling worried, and sighed heavily, "Why did you follow such a master?"

He spoke out the aspirations of everyone present.

"It's fine for me to be a poor guy, and I've got the cat involved. If he is my son, his legs will definitely be broken." Father Yang was about to stand up while talking, and the person leaning against the corner seemed to be suffering from the cold wind.No more, opened his heavy eyelids, and slowly raised his head.

The four eyes met, and Father Yang's waist seemed to be frozen, maintaining a strange posture of bowing like a shrimp.

Yang Er narrowed his eyes in confusion, not understanding why they stared at him with strange eyes.

There was a moment of silence.

Until someone in the crowd said: "Hey, old man Yang, isn't this your son?"

Papa Yang: "..."

Back home, the father and son closed the door tightly and sat on the balcony looking up at the sky together.

It's a bleak night tonight.

Father Yang lit a cigarette, and the hazy smoke enveloped his melancholy face. He slowly exhaled a mouthful of white mist, and the wind could not lighten his sadness.

"I'm ashamed to go out and meet people."

Not surprisingly, the breaking news that Papa Yang's son took a cat to beg along the street will be spread all over the streets and alleys tomorrow morning, and it will become the topic of conversation when the old men and women get together to chat.

The two of them, father and son, were on fire.

Yang Er raised the corner of his mouth stiffly, feeling bitter, and said, "Oh, it seems like I have a face."

The father and son looked at each other and reached an agreement silently, vowing to bury what happened tonight in their hearts forever.

If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, it just never happened!

"Why."

"Why."

"Tell me, why did you come back suddenly?"

Yang Er smiled and said, "I miss you."

Old man Yang didn't like this: "Tell the truth."

Yang Er didn't speak, but Father Yang had already seen the reason from his eyes.

It was a gaze from poverty...

Old man Yang put the unfinished cigarette butts into the flower pot, took a deep breath to calm down his shock, fear, anger, and sadness, and then said: "I have no money, the cat stays, you get out."

Yang Er was shocked: "Who is your son?!!"

"I don't care, I live and die with Qianjin, it's with me!"

Old man Yang looked at this stinky boy, with veins twitching on his forehead, and said, "Don't make what Chee Lao said so straightforward, okay?"

He paused, then said, "You didn't want to be asked to come back to take over my cat cafe, but you insisted on going out to work hard. When you got hurt and lost your spirit, you ran back to comfort when you knew your family was recovering. How could there be such a good thing in the world."

Father Yang refused to let go, and Yang Ersuo made a conclusion, "I have entered the key attention list of the whole platform, and now my road is narrow and tight. I lost all my money, and my daughter's illness kept repeatingFu, I need someone to take care of me personally. Dad, you have opened a cat cafe and passed the veterinary certificate, so I put the thousand gold here to save you worry and money."

"You can't bear to let two fresh lives go by before your eyes."

"..." Father Yang underestimated how thick-skinned his son was.

How dare he kidnap him morally!

After a while, he rubbed his temples and compromised, "I don't raise rice buckets here. Cats are sick and can be tolerated. You can't. Those with hands and feet must pay the rent."

Yang Er was lying on the wooden rocking chair, with his hands under his head, and his eyes were drowsy looking at the sky.

No money, worry ah.

Suddenly, his feet were rubbed by something furry, and he looked down to see Qianjin's tail.

"Meow." The meow was very clear in the middle of the night.

Qianjin bit the strap and dragged the cat bag containing the money to Yang Er's feet little by little. Although the puppet was a big cat, it looked like a small plush doll standing with the cat bag, a small ballDrag the big ball.

It patted its paw on the cat bag and meowed a few times, and Yang Er immediately understood what it meant.

Father Yang looked familiar and strange, "It's been a long time since I saw Qianjin, she has grown so big, she has a lot of spirituality, like a little raccoon that was raised at home before, she would run out every night, we thought it was going to playBut the next morning there will be some dead mice and insects at the door of the house, and I later found out that they were caught and given to us, Qianjin is afraid that you will starve to death, and wants to support you to make money."

"I know." Yang Er smiled, and wanted to hug Qianjin, but it shrank its head and ran away from his armpit, and the hug was empty.

Observing from Qianjin's back, it can be seen that its ears are erected in a triangular shape, its tail is slowly shaking, and there is a purr in its throat, and it is walking gracefully back to its nest.

A proud cat owner.

However, this tenderness only existed for less than a day.

The next day Yang Er had just mopped the floor, Qianjin's mud paw prints followed closely behind, not only the floor, but also the snow-white sheets and bedding left the paw prints of his visit here, and it didn't know before Yang Er got angry.He ran to the corner of the lump and hid.

"Come out, daughter!" Yang Er lay on the ground and looked into the gap under the sofa in the cabinet, vowing to teach this bad cat a lesson!

After searching for an unknown amount of time, a pair of ladies' canvas shoes appeared in front of his eyes. Looking up, Xiaoyan was looking at him with a puzzled face, holding a large bag of cans in his hand.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"Catch a naughty cat." Yang Er got up and tore off the cobwebs from his hair, tidied his clothes, and his professional habit of maintaining his image in front of people remained unchanged.

"Why are you here at this hour?"

"I resigned." Xiaoyan smiled.

Yang Er was stunned, the word "why" was stuck in his mouth and he didn't ask, he probably guessed that he was involved.

He looked at her apologetically: "What are you going to do in the future?"

"Let's talk about it." Xiaoyan handed him the can, "I bought it for Qianjin, and I will eat it when it recovers."

Yang Er put the things back in her hand, "We appreciate the kindness, take the things back and return them, don't waste money if you don't have a job now."

Xiaoyan: "It's not wasted, it's worth thousands of dollars."

Yang Er was startled: "It also took you to beg for cuteness!"

"ah?!"

In the end, Xiaoyan found out about his shameful experience.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Xiao Yan was out of breath with a smile: "I've only heard of people leading cats to beg, but never heard of cats leading people. I don't dare to shoot videos like this in the ghost animal area, hahahaha——"

Yang Er was bitter in his heart, but he couldn't say it out.

I can only find other things to divert the topic.

"So you made money by uploading Qianjin's daily videos on the Internet." Yang Er reviewed a few videos edited by Xiaoyan. From his professional point of view, the editing was okay, with a warm and joyful style, but the visual impactNot as big as those novelty hunting videos, and the audience is mostly young people living alone who like animals.

If you can pick a few more ingenious entry points, you may be able to make another trick.

Xiaoyan stopped laughing, and added: "A lot of people private messaged me asking for a photo of my daughter, which is more popular in the cat community."

Hearing that, Yang Er skillfully entered the cat community, a cat beauty pageant online voting contest was posted on the front page, and Qian Jin was among a group of fairy cats, with a lot of votes, and several cats who were more expensive than her were pushed down below.

Cats are more popular than their owners.

Yang Er has always had an extraordinary sense of smell for traffic, and his brain nerves were mobilized to analyze the pros and cons of it.

He has never tried this style, but it is possible to give it a try.

The censorship of all kinds of videos on the whole network is not the same. As long as he does not kill animals for cute pets, no matter how hard the review is, he will not be able to find his fault.

Moreover, Qianjin has the face of a net-famous cat, exquisite and beautiful, with the high-cold temperament of a cat, and occasionally stares at a can that cannot be opened in a daze, but also reveals a sense of cuteness.It has accumulated some popularity by mistake, and it can be used now.

Yang Er's eyes suddenly brightened, and the fog and swamp dissipated in an instant, and the golden light representing hope shone down. With his professional ability and his handsome appearance, his return to the peak is just around the corner!

Thinking of that day coming, he smiled unconsciously and started dreaming, not even paying attention to the sudden appearance of Qianjin running past his white shoes with a string of mud marks behind her.

Yang Er made up all the cute pet videos all night long, and recorded their highlights, shooting angles, and audience types according to his habits... from which he screened out the rare but attractive parts, and prepared the video content against the dark circles caused by staying up all nightand shooting schedule.

The preliminary preparations were sufficient, and when the filming started, it was like a fish in water. I used a can to coax the daughter to obey his instructions, and took it away immediately after the filming. The cost was almost zero, which was perfect.

As long as he ignores Qianjin's resentful eyes and claws that are about to move.

This time the review did not embarrass him, and the video was successfully sent.

One day passed, two days passed...without any splash.

It is usually difficult to raise a new account, as long as the platform recommends it, he comforted himself.

A few days later, the recommendation came, and there were a few red dots in his personal center, which were a few likes and bullet screens.

But there are only a few of them. Based on his experience, it is very likely that they were sent by platform robots. The number of broadcasts is getting lower and lower every day, and the grandma in the same period has already dumped him a lot.

He had a very high starting point before, and the first live streaming hit the highest point on the platform for the month, but now the huge gap will inevitably make him feel lost.

Maybe I am not suitable for this neighborhood, and getting out of the comfort zone is not as simple as it sounds.

But he doesn't want to give up easily, no road is smooth sailing.

Even before, he groped a lot, encountered a lot of dust, and it took a long time to raise an account to become popular.

After a short period of frustration, he cheered up and began to analyze the problem.

Distinctive style, substantial content, novel angles... He has all the characteristics that a hit video needs, so where is the problem?

Father Yang saw his son scratching his hair in front of the video, it was rare for a fool to worry, so he came to watch his jokes.

"It's like filming a TV series." Father Yang said after watching the video, "Fake."

Yang Er asked back: "Where is it fake?"

Father Yang pointed to a picture, "Which cat can play horizontal bars and jump through fire hoops? It's not like a cat, but like a monkey."

Yang Er watched the video again at a slow speed. As Father Yang said, the rhythm of the video was compact and interesting, but it seemed to be filming a scene with a script. It did not conform to the behavior that a cat would do. Even a different dog would be better than it.well done.

And Xiaoyan's videos are all about Qianjin's daily life, and they are real from beginning to end.

This is where things go wrong.

The foothold of the cat video is not on the cat. The place that should impress people with real life is treated as a meme.

Because I am used to exaggerating the facts to gain attention, I didn't notice for a while that these things are not suitable for audiences who place their true feelings on animals.

Yang Er slapped his head and immediately understood that he had made a big mistake. Fortunately, he had time to correct it, and selected a few interesting clips from the videos he usually shoots casually.

Before sending it out this time, asked Father Yang to personally check it. Father didn't say whether it was okay or not, but just nodded.

It should be approved.

The situation of the re-uploaded video was indeed different. Within a few hours, it received likes, comments and reposts.

"The cat is so cute, it's so good when it's dozing off"

"Is it that popular cat in the cat community? Look at Aojiao so clingy"

"Ask me what color sack it likes, I'll come tonight! (doge)"

...

Although there is still a long way to go from his former height, there will be progress if there is comparison. Slowly, he has found the traffic code of the cute pet area.

The speed of fan accumulation is not as good as before, but it is steadily increasing and the momentum is good.

In the first step, he was steady.

Here comes a new problem.

He can't just stare at Qianjin and a cat, and sooner or later the audience will lose their sense of freshness.

He was thinking about what to do next, and he glanced at the used cat litter box in the corner, and looked inside. The house was divided into three floors.The place where live, the location of the house is good, there are many people who come to Mao Cafe in the past, but the door is blocked by people who come on weekends and holidays.

Yang Erxin said, isn't this a ready-made way?

Re-opening cat cafes to raise cats, while having income from offline cat cafes, and online video income at the same time, double insurance, and lucky enough to receive a large amount of income from advertisements, it would be difficult for him to starve to death.

He found Old Man Yang who was shoveling cat litter for Qian Jin, squatted down, held those generous and warm hands in spite of himself, and expressed his love affectionately to the bewildered Old Man Yang.

"Father, my dear father, my son knew he was wrong, he was young and didn't know how to make a fortune, and now he regrets being disobedient. I am willing to pay for my stupidity, take over this cat cafe and make it flourish again!"

"……dream!"

Father Yang couldn't pull out his hand, and he had goose bumps all over his body when he shouted.

"roll!!"

Why didn't find that the bastard was so oily before.

Father Yang said with a cold face, "You don't want it, I want it now, it's too late! I won't give it!"

"dad!"

"Dad~"

The so-called strong girl is afraid of being stalked by her husband, and the father is also afraid of his son's stalking. From morning to night, his ear hurts, and he has no choice but to let go.

Father Yang knew in his heart that his son liked animals, so he would not do anything excessive, and he would not dare to watch him.

The problem of the venue is solved, the next step is to decorate the cat cafe.

Do you want the primitive forest style?Or fashion style?

"Which one do you like, Qianjin?" Yang Er put the decoration example in front of Qianjin and asked her to choose.

Qianjin tilted her head: "Meow?"

Being pure and ignorant, it doesn't know that its shit-shoveling officer will no longer belong to it immediately.

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