Sir, block me

Gu Mengmeng, who had been in the tree hole all night, was very tired. After Song Zhishui fell asleep, she left her arms and ran to the balcony to stay quietly for a while.

Gu Mengmeng figured it out.

Ling Linsi is right, let nature take its course.

Although Song Zhishui likes the little fairy now, and although she really doesn't have any feelings for him, it doesn't mean that there will be no possibility between them in the future.

Rather than being sad, Gu Mengmeng is more willing to believe in time: when the days pass long enough, good things will definitely happen.

Therefore, Gu Mengmeng, who didn't realize that she had entered the crush mode at all, and naturally didn't feel bitter and sad, slept peacefully.

The next day, when she came to the company, Rita asked her to pick a variety show to brush her face. Gu Mengmeng chose a variety show about outdoor sports challenges, and the time was set to be recorded next week.

"Although you're either on the background, or you don't have any shots, this is the first time you've appeared on TV to the audience, and it's also your first variety show."

Rita: "Although "Little Love" has a popular male and female lead to join in, but it has been queuing up for review, and received permission to appear on the star... All these miscellaneous things are put together, and it will be broadcast on TV at least one month later. This is still the shortest time, Mengmeng, think about it, during this period, if you have no works, will the audience know you?"

"Am I not a Shih Tzu with a film?"

"With your little name, at most a few thousand people know you. You haven't shown up much during this period of time. The previous popularity has long since faded. The entertainment industry is so cruel."

Rita patted her on the shoulder, "So this time you are going to record a variety show under the name of an artist under our company. Remember to build a good relationship with the camera teacher who is following you and greet you politely. Even if people don't like you, they don't hate you."

Gu Mengmeng seemed to understand but half understood.

Because he was worried about her performance, Song Zhishui sent Zhu Zhu to accompany her.

The variety show chosen by Gu Mengmeng invited five or six guests. Except for Gu Mengmeng, the others were all well-known. Zhu Zhu was afraid that such a comparison would inevitably break the girl's mind, and she was even more afraid that she would show timidity on this occasion.

The program group started to record, and as soon as it came up, a few regular mcs said some opening remarks, and invited the guests who were going to be invited today to the stage. Gu Mengmeng ran up with the guests in front of her at the end.

For the other guests, mc doesn't need to introduce them, they just need to say their names, and everyone applauds enthusiastically. When they arrived at Gu Mengmeng's place, even mc's captain couldn't remember her name clearly.

Now the situation is more embarrassing.

The director team is still preparing to re-record here, and Gu Mengmeng has already said: "I am Gu Mengmeng, an artist under the banner of Water Party, thank you Brother ×× for giving me the opportunity to introduce myself."

She answered generously, the mc and the guests looked at her approvingly, and the applause for her was more enthusiastic than any previous guest.

Zhu Zhu smiled gratifiedly: Mengmeng, this kid, has never disappointed anyone.

The next step is to assign tasks. Gu Mengmeng draws lots, and if she draws lots, she must buy all kinds of unpopular snacks requested by the program group within a limited time. If the task fails, she will be punished.

This is one of the most troublesome tasks among the few guests, because there are many unpopular snacks, even the photographers who "traveled north and south" don't know, and there are countless people to ask along the way, not to mention driving around. But the budget given by the program group was only [-] yuan, which was not enough at all.

The photographer followed Gu Mengmeng, feeling sorry for her.

Soon, the distressed person became himself.

Gu Mengmeng asked, Gu Mengmeng ran away.

Gu Mengmeng asked again, Gu Mengmeng ran away again.

It takes 10 minutes to drive a street in the west district of city b, from start to finish, Gu Mengmeng just ran the whole journey.

The photographer was weak in the back: "... Mengmeng, don't force... force yourself, let's... Shall we take a taxi?"

In a blink of an eye, the photographer realized that he had lost her.

This is bad.

The photographer quickly turned off the camera and went to find her.

Gu Mengmeng didn't intend to leave her brother photographer behind.

When she was asking for directions, she suddenly saw a person.

It's been a while since I saw him, the former head of Dijing Pet Club, that pervert.

Although he was wearing a mask and his peaked cap was pressed low, Gu Mengmeng recognized him immediately through his eyes.

Gu Mengmeng quickened her pace and subconsciously followed the pervert. After following for a few minutes, she saw the pervert walk up to a car and took off his mask and sunglasses.

Sure enough it was him.

The pervert looked around, then pushed the car door open, letting a person get out with a very respectful appearance.

After seeing clearly who that person was, Gu Mengmeng was a little surprised.

It is Song Zhishui's younger sister, one of Song.

Obviously, that pervert seemed to be very good at talking, which made Song Zhi laugh out loud all the time.

Let him lead the way, and Song Yi followed him to the distance.

Gu Mengmeng followed all the way to the door of a club, and stopped after watching Song Yi and the pervert walked in.

Why did the pervert get to know Song Yi? What is the relationship between the two of them?

Does Song Yi know about this perverted animal cruelty?

A pervert is definitely not a good person, but Song Yi seems to have a good relationship with her, could Song Yi be a bad person?

Thinking about it carefully, the pervert's abuse of cats and dogs has nothing to do with Song Zhishui being victimized all the time, but because the relationship between the pervert and Song Yiyi seems unusual, Gu Mengmeng feels that these two things have nothing to do with each other , perhaps should be considered together.

She wrote down the name of the clubhouse and walked back, and it didn't take long to meet the photographer who was panting and sweating profusely.

Photographer: "..."

"I'm looking for you too."

After being silent for a second, Gu Mengmeng bowed down and made a pitiful gesture: "Brother photographer, I was running and didn't see you just now. I was scared to death. I'm really sorry."

Seeing her sincere apology, the photographer didn't say anything, just said: "Mengmeng, can you run slowly, let me follow you."

"no problem."

As a result, Gu Mengmeng was the first to complete the task.

Nothing happened later, Gu Mengmeng successfully completed the first variety show recording.

Zhu Zhu told Song Zhishui the good news, and Song Zhishui said on the phone: "Very well, I look forward to her next surprise."

"Mr. Song, let me just say, Mengmeng, even if you throw her under the cliff, she will find a chance to climb up. What is there to worry about?"

Rita was in the office and said to her: "So, it's good for her to act as the female fourth in this palace drama, isn't it?"

"This drama is a big costume drama, and it's different from the low-budget urban love comedy in the first part. If Gu Mengmeng plays the female fourth, not only will she be ranked after the sixth or seventh, but there will be no room for her to perform."

Song Zhishui read the plot outline and the scripts of the first few episodes, "Besides, I don't think the plot is very outstanding... Instead of letting her play such a role, it's better to let her take classes in the company for another month or two, and wait "Little Love" aired some splashes, and then..."

"President Song, we don't have time."

Rita was a little anxious, "Although there is a new round of financing now, it has been almost two months since we announced that Mengmeng is the floret that the company wants to promote. There is almost no movement. If this continues, we will wait and see." People lose patience and we lose potential investors.

I know Mr. Song, you still want to polish this rough jade, but compared to this, it's better to just throw Mengmeng into the Shura field, her temper will definitely make her more frustrated and courageous. "

She handed her another script: "Otherwise, take a look at this one. It's also a costume drama. As soon as it was announced that it was going to start shooting, there was a lot of momentum. The fans said it was a huge cake, and they all wanted their own Xiaohua to play it." Woolen cloth."

Song Zhishui picked up the script and raised his eyebrows after seeing the outline: "This...what do you want Mengmeng to play?"

"The female lead is definitely out of reach for us, and the second female lead is also a bit difficult, but the third female lead can be won, that is..." Rita paused, "The third female lead is a villain, which can make people impressed, but it must be very different. pleasing."

The queen gave birth to two little princesses. Because of the war, both the emperor and the queen were hacked to death.

One of them was rescued by the rebels, who couldn't bear it and adopted her as a righteous daughter.

The other one was not so lucky. He was displaced and was picked up by a poor farmer and taken home as a child bride.

Fate brought these two girls back together more than ten years later.

The heroine is naturally the poor one, and the third girl is the foster daughter.

"Why didn't you show me this script earlier?"

Song Zhishui said: "This is much better than the previous Qing Dynasty drama where all the women fought for a man. The plot of life and death is much better? Besides, the villain is nothing. Even if you are scolded, you will be remembered anyway." .”

Rita showed a tangled expression.

"Let's talk." Song Zhishui frowned, and put the script on the table, "Do you have any concerns?"

"Actually, it's nothing...that is, the heroine of this show has already been decided."

"who is it?"

Rita said slowly, "It's Ouyang Xue."

In the evening, Song Zhishui came back later than usual.

Gu Mengmeng lay at the foot of the sofa and saw Song Zhishui coming in without saying a word, washing her hands, and changing her cat food, it was completely different from yesterday.

After finishing all this, Song Zhishui sat on the sofa without taking off his makeup, and focused his eyes on a certain place on the coffee table in the living room, with a depressed expression.

"Forget it, let's go for a walk."

She said something to herself, and got up to go out when she heard meowing.

"Oh, Qiuqiu, you want to go out too."

Song Zhishui smiled at her, picked her up, sucked her a few times, and then carried her out.

Gu Mengmeng was frightened by her act of sucking herself madly.

Kissing wasn't enough before, but now I started sucking her!

Gu Mengmeng: "..." Human beings are really scary.

Speaking of which, this woman had clearly promised her that she would be happy, why did she start to have a gloomy face after only one day?

On the first floor, Song Zhishui put her down and started walking the cat.

At this time, there are many people walking their dogs.

Song Zhishui found that any dog ​​that passed by Qiuqiu, no matter how big or small, would sit down beside it, and would not leave once it sat down.

Gradually, more puppies gathered around Qiuqiu.

"Tsk, this cat is amazing. If it were a human, it would definitely make many friends, and it would be the protagonist at the banquet!"

"Hey, I also wanted to take the master down for a walk. I was so scared that I didn't even dare to go out. As soon as I pushed it, it ran into the door. The difference is too big."

The dogs didn't leave, so the owner had to stop, and he couldn't just look at his own dog without talking, and chattered naturally.

Song Zhishui then chatted with them, and after a few words were exchanged, many people changed their views on her.

"Miss Song, you were too cold before. I wanted to say hello to you, but you pretended not to see it, which broke my heart."

Song Zhishui: "..." Is there any?

"Miss Song, your company isn't bankrupt, is it? I listened to the online class and told you how miserable it is!"

Song Zhishui: "..." It's not much better now.

Gu Mengmeng also listened to the recent information collected by the dogs:

"My master's third aunt's second uncle's niece's son married the house opposite him, and now they are arguing every day."

"My master quarreled with her husband again. Every time he left in anger, he hugged me and cried, saying that he didn't want to part with her husband. It wasn't intentional. Then why is the master still angry with him? His IQ is not as high as mine. Woolen cloth."

"...It's alright, meow."

Gu Mengmeng quickly stopped their chattering momentum, and asked, "About my master, do you know anything about me?"

She was just asking casually, and didn't want to mention Song Zhishui. These dogs really know a lot.

Song Zhishui has filmed before, not to mention how popular she is, but many people can still recognize her name when they see her.

She suddenly quit the entertainment industry and changed careers to become the president of a company. This story sounds like it would arouse people's curiosity. In addition, she was usually serious and unsmiling, which added a bit of mystery to her body.

"Your master lived in our community two years ago."

A dog said: "At that time, three people often came to see her together, or came to see her separately. They should be your master's brothers and sisters, because they still look alike."

Gu Mengmeng couldn't imagine that Song Zhifang, who wanted to take the company away from Song Zhishui, and one of the Songs, who could make Song Zhishui feel very bad with just a few words, would come to see Song Zhishui before.

"Their relationship used to be very good." Another dog said.

"So, what happened meow?" Gu Mengmeng asked.

The seven or eight dogs quieted down, obviously thinking hard about this question.

"Seems to be……"

"Since one of the men had an accident, I remember the master said, there was a car accident or something, and I never saw the other two."

"Yes, that man is your master's elder brother, he passed away."

The relationship between the family was originally good, but a car accident two years ago caused the death of Song Zhishui's brother.

The car accident changed everything.

From then on, the relationship between the younger brother and younger sister and Song Zhishui fell to the bottom. One wanted power and the other wanted money.

Gu Mengmeng briefly sorted out these causal relationships in her heart.

She suddenly thought of a question.

"That pervert, that is, the former minister of the pet club, when did he move in, meow?"

The dogs thought hard.

"It seems...it was also two years ago."

Coincidentally, there was one more thing.

However, Gu Mengmeng still couldn't figure out the connection between Song Zhishui and this pervert.

Caught off guard, Song Zhishui hugged Qiuqiu.

"It's getting late, I'm going back first."

She smiled and said goodbye to the other dog owners.

It's a pity that Gu Mengmeng hasn't been able to ask those dogs clearly about many things.

She was hugged by Song Zhishui and walked on the way back.

However, when he was about to enter the gate, Song Zhishui suddenly stopped, turned and walked in another direction.

At first, Gu Mengmeng didn't know where Song Zhishui wanted to go, but after walking for a few minutes, she finally understood.

Song Zhishui walked to her small garden.

The back porch leading to the small garden was dark, obviously no lights were turned on.

"Gu Mengmeng."

She called her: "Gu Mengmeng, are you home?"

Gu Mengmeng: "..." I'm not at home, but I'm in your hands.

Gu Mengmeng is now glad that Ling Linsi still has some brains, knowing that even if she doesn't live here, she won't turn on the lights.

He must be hiding in some room.

He yelled a few times, but there was no response.

Song Zhishui glanced at his watch, "It's already ten o'clock, and this kid went out to run at night again? Why doesn't he know the danger at all..."

She called Gu Mengmeng again, but no one answered.

"Say you don't worry about you, you can always do things that surprise us, say you don't worry about you... How can you make people feel relieved when you go out so late?"

Song Zhishui shook his head, carried Gu Mengmeng back home.

After returning, Gu Mengmeng licked the dried fish and found that Song Zhishui didn't go to bed immediately after washing and washing, but made himself a cup of tea.

When she came in and came back, her body began to emit a lavender smell. Unexpectedly, the scented tea she brewed was also a lavender tinge after being rinsed with hot water.

Gu Mengmeng didn't want her to sleep with a sad mood, so that she would feel very uncomfortable when she woke up the next day.

Song Zhishui brews black wolfberry tea, which can delay aging, nourish the liver and improve eyesight.

She wanted to think about something while drinking tea, but she was too tired. When the tea cooled down, she fell asleep lying on the table before she could take a sip of tea.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gu Mengmeng secretly ran out of Song Zhishui's house and returned to her own.

Although the move was a bit dangerous, she called her anyway.

After a while, Song Zhishui answered the phone with a tired voice, "You still remember to call me? Gu Mengmeng, next time, don't..."

"Call me, do you want to tell me something?" Gu Mengmeng interrupted her and asked.

"I……"

"Come and find me, right now." After Gu Mengmeng finished speaking, she hung up the phone.

Song Zhishui: "..."

The little girl is not popular yet, and now she is going to look for her in person, is she so good at showing off?

She shook her head, stood up and walked towards the door, only to find that Qiuqiu had disappeared.

...Maybe hid somewhere to sleep.

Suddenly, instead of looking for the little earth cat, she put on her shoes, went downstairs to the door of Gu Mengmeng's house, and rang the doorbell.

The moment the door opened, Gu Mengmeng's small face was hidden behind the door, "Please come in."

Song Zhishui was led into the living room by her.

The air conditioner was on in the living room, and the floor was covered with fluffy blankets.

Gu Mengmeng brought two cups of milk tea to the coffee table, then sat on the blanket, "Try it."

Song Zhishui took a sip, it tasted like chocolate, very warming and sweet.

"You enjoy life very well." She sat down and praised her once in a while.

It is Ling Linsi who really enjoys life.

He turned on the air conditioner, changed the blankets, and even made the two cups of milk tea.

At the moment he is hiding in the dollhouse, not daring to make a sound.

Gu Mengmeng smiled, "Tell me, what can you do with me?"

Song Zhishui took out the two scripts in the bag, "Choose one and see if you like it."

Gu Mengmeng carefully read the outline of the script.

"What is Qing court drama?"

"...Well, it's a story about many, many women fighting to the death for a man."

Song Zhishui saw Gu Mengmeng showing disgust towards her.

Song Zhishui: "...This is decided by the market, not to mention, this kind of drama is still very popular in the market."

Gu Mengmeng: "Why do we have to follow the market, can't we lead the market?"

"..." It made sense and she couldn't refute it.

Gu Mengmeng went on to look at the next one, "Princess of the previous court? It looks much more interesting than the previous one."

"But it's the big villain."

"It sounds more interesting."

She returned the script to Song Zhishui, "That's why you came to me?"

It shouldn't be, if it's just to pick a script, it won't be tainted with sadness again.

Song Zhishui took a sip of milk tea, "...I think this script is good, and the quality is better than the other one. The problem is, the heroine of this play has been decided...it's Ouyang Xue."

Gu Mengmeng said "hmm", "What's the matter, what are you worried about?"

Song Zhishui didn't speak, just stared at the milk tea, rubbing his fingers back and forth on the smooth rim of the cup.

"Look, you're scared again."

"Are you afraid that I will be tripped by Ouyang Xue, or that her acting skills will completely crush me, no matter before or after the broadcast, everyone will choose to step on me and lift her to the sky? Or are you afraid ..."

Gu Mengmeng thought of a possibility: "You are afraid that because we are on the same stage, I will be compared. You question your choice and think I can't do it?"

"I never thought you were bad, nor did I disbelieve you. I was afraid that you would be under pressure."

After Ouyang Xue betrayed the company, it was obvious that she was at fault first, but the big company that signed her did not know how many draft marketing accounts and sailors led the rhythm, and forcibly washed her into a character who was persecuted and squeezed by the company. On the side of the water, a basin of dirty water was poured hard.

Ouyang Xue's fans blasted her Weibo overnight, and the comments below were full of candles, or "Song XX is dead".

This incident dealt a great blow to Song Zhishui.

She didn't want the same pain to appear on the talented Gu Mengmeng.

"Then trust me."

Gu Mengmeng picked up the milk tea and took a big sip.

She put down her glass and smiled at Song Zhishui, "What do you think?"

There were bubbles of milk tea at the corner of her mouth, Song Zhishui stretched out his hand unconsciously, and wiped away those small bubbles for her.

She looked at Gu Mengmeng.

The girl was still smiling, and her eyes were full of bravery and fearlessness, as well as the spirit of going forward.

It seemed like nothing could hurt her.

"You..."

Song Zhishui also smiled, bringing a pampering that he didn't realize, "I've never seen you scared or sad, I really envy you, you are so happy every day."

"Because everything is very simple. For example, the matter you are worried about is just a play. Then I play a villain, and I play with Ouyang Xue, that's all. For example, now, we play together Sit here, drink milk tea, talk about things, just you and me."

Gu Mengmeng was holding the milk tea, the air conditioner's wind made the living room cool, but her palms were warm.

"It feels so good," she said.

"Well, that's good."

"Then can you cheer up?"

"You silly boy."

Song Zhishui reached out and patted her head, which was regarded as a feedback to her last "touching the head to kill", "From the moment I saw you, I was already happy."

They looked at each other and smiled.

It was originally a very warm scene.

But it was suddenly interrupted by a voice from the doll's house.

"Who?!" Song Zhishui stood up immediately in fear.

Gu Mengmeng: "..." Ling Linsi, who should be made into a roast goose, is probably listening to the corner again.

"It seems to be the sound made by a toy, it's okay..." She tried to comfort her.

"No, I have to go and see." Song Zhishui was very worried.

She sweated a lot and had no choice but to follow Song Zhishui into the doll's house.

Gu Mengmeng saw Ling Lin Si hiding in those dolls at a glance, pretending to be motionless.

Gu Mengmeng: "..."

"Look, is there anything wrong?" She had no choice but to say.

Song Zhishui looked around, "Did you hear wrong just now?"

When she was about to go out, she suddenly noticed the big fat goose.

It looks familiar...

"what is this?"

She walked to Ling Linsi again, pointed to his head and asked Gu Mengmeng.

"Hmm..." Gu Mengmeng swallowed saliva frantically, staring at Ling Linsi's black bean eyes, "Well... well, didn't there be a toy called the screaming chicken recently, this one seems to be newly released, it's called the screaming chicken Goose."

"Screaming goose?"

Song Zhishui felt that this toy looked like a living thing.

She stretched out her hand, grabbed Ling Linsi's slender neck, and lifted him up.

Ling Linsi: "..." I feel like I'm about to suffocate.

Gu Mengmeng: "..."

"It feels good to the touch, as if it still has body temperature? Are all toys made so vividly?"

Song Zhishui's other hand pinched Ling Linsi's stomach vigorously.

"Gig, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!"

The cry scared Song Zhishui to throw Ling Linsi down.

"Oh my god, it's really screaming goose."

Song Zhishui patted his chest and said repeatedly.