I am a cat matchmaker

I hate frogs the most, they look slimy. There used to be a small pond next to the place where I lived, and in summer it was really full of frogs, making it so noisy that people couldn't read.

After experiencing the Waterloo of dating, I used books to comfort myself, but the frog didn't even give me this space.

It makes me grit my teeth just thinking about it.

As soon as I got back to the yard, I saw a frog squatting where I wanted to stay. I lay down in the doorway and bared my teeth and told it to get out of the way. The animal kingdom is not universal in language.

I just hung in the doorway and waited for a long time, and finally this guy left, and I breathed a sigh of relief when I landed on the ground.

The mood that had just been relaxed was suddenly tensed by a figure, a woman with disheveled hair leaned out half of her body from the yard next door and looked into the room.

My sensitive nose smelled the dog, and I couldn't help but tense up.

The dog next to the woman barked, and the woman said impatiently: "Be quiet, he is afraid of making noise, do you understand?"

Immediately after she saw me walking towards me, the impatient expression just now burst into a smile: "Scholar! Come here, come here and I'll give you something delicious." As she spoke, she took out a piece of sausage and gestured at me as if by magic. .

Is this woman trying to bribe me with just one sausage?I just ate fish.

Also, she called me a scholar?Why is this cat named Scholar?

This name is so ugly, my previous name was much nicer.

I raised my neck and took square steps and decided to ignore her.

The dog next to her seemed to smell something, and suddenly barked wildly. I was so frightened that I didn't care about my steps and manners, and ran to the door in a hurry, slipped in through the cat hole, and left the man and the dog outside.

I went to the soft cushion just now and walked a long way, and I was a little sleepy.

I stretched out my paws and scratched on the mat, arched my back to relax my spine, stretched my strength from my back to the tip of my tail, and felt more sleepy after a lazy waist.

I sat down and licked my paws with my tongue. I didn't expect these movements to be so smooth. I licked all the way to my thighs and looked between my legs.

Immediately, a creepy discovery made me meow terribly.

The pee place that should be visible at a glance is now gone, and looking down, oh my god, how is it hidden below?

I am female?I am a mother?

How could this cat be female?

I turned around in the same place for several times, and it was hard to calm down. I had already accepted that I became a cat. Although it was not as convenient as a human being, I was still at ease and felt very at ease.

But it's one thing to be a cat, and another thing to be a female cat. Although I'm not manly enough, I'm definitely not a bitch either. I don't even have anything to do with females.

In other words, I never noticed that the cat I rescued was a female cat.

That woman called me Scholar just now, since I am a female cat, why did I take the name Scholar?

I stood still suddenly, and an idea came to my mind, could it be that the man couldn't tell the difference between male and female?

I lay on the mat, and my whole body stuck to the mat. Is this cat his own?Even if it was picked up halfway, the cat is so clean, it must have been bathed, can't you tell the difference between male and female?

I was already dizzy with anger, and I was so angry that I didn't want to think about being a female cat.

I don't know when I was in a daze, I fell asleep.

When I woke up again, there was a noise in the room, and I saw the man come out of the kitchen and walk into another room with a cup in his hand.

Where is there?I haven't seen it yet.

I no longer plan to entangle the issue of male and female, since it's not me, it's just a cat, so Ah Q suddenly feels much better.

I slipped into the room without a sound, and was suddenly surprised.

So many books!The four walls of this room are full of bookcases, and the ceiling seems to be much higher than that of the other two rooms. After a visual inspection, there are no more than [-] books in this room.

Surrounded by this group of books, a large desk is equipped with a rotating chair that looks comfortable from an angle, another sofa is placed on the side, and a simple standing desk lamp is next to the sofa. If you can sit on this sofa Read a book online, how much you should enjoy it.

I took a step and turned around. Although I could only see some books on the first floor, it made me drool. The bookcases are full of books I like. I can tell which chapters of these books are all right now. What is the content.

These books are divided into several categories and placed in different bookcases, including academic, literary, philosophical, and even artistic.

I seldom read art books. I feel that I know nothing about art, and I don’t bother to read such books.

This man is still talented.

After I turned around, he seemed to see me and called me:

"Scholar, come here." He stretched out his hand and patted his leg, this time I jumped up without even thinking about it, using his leg as a step to jump onto the desk,

There are two computers on the table, one computer is an article, and the other seems to be reading some foreign language websites.

I went to the computer where I was writing the article and took a closer look.

This kid is okay, this thesis is very good, but it seems that there are some circles in the argument. If it were me, I could get it done with just one argument.

Seeing me staring at the computer, he probably thought it was funny, and leaned over and put his face next to mine, no, next to the cat's face:

"Do you understand? Why are you so honest all of a sudden?"

Of course I understand, these are all pediatrics to me.

I turned my head to the side, away from his face, and the smell of male hormones made my nose itch.

He said to be honest, what did this cat do before?

I looked at the keyboard on the table and chuckled from the bottom of my heart. Since the cat was naughty before, there is no need for me to become so honest and ruin its reputation.

I watched him touch my back, and when he turned his head to look at another computer, he raised his cat's paw, aimed at the keyboard, and started to crackle.

By the time he exclaimed: "Scholar! What are you doing?", I had completely cleared his crappy argument and typed out my argument, but because he had already picked me up, I didn't finish typing.

If he's smart enough, he should be able to see that such an argument is a hundred times better than his previous ones.

I closed my eyes and prepared to wait for him to throw me on the ground. Anyway, this room is carpeted, and it won't hurt if I fall on the ground.

But he held my hand for a long time and didn’t move. I opened my eyes and looked at him, and saw him repeatedly looking at the new lines of numbers on the computer, his mouth was wide open, his eyes kept turning, and his brain should be running rapidly. with.

The hand holding me is getting tighter and tighter.

I know you're excited, but don't try so hard, I couldn't help meowing to express my dissatisfaction.

He seems to have just come to his senses:

"Hey, I'm sorry scholar, you, you are really my lucky cat, do you know? Why didn't I think of this? Wait a minute." He put me on his lap, and then started typing on the keyboard. I craned my neck to watch Looking at the computer screen, um, it's kind of interesting, it seems that he is not so stupid.

When he finished, he stood up happily, put his hands on my forelegs, and turned around in a circle.

I only see his face as the center of the circle, and everything around is rotating at a high degree. I can only see his handsome face from a height.

But even if his face is pretty, it can't stop me from getting dizzy. .

When he stopped and put me on the ground, the soles of my feet felt like I was stepping on cotton, and my eyes were full of stars. I couldn't help retching twice, and looked at the man staring at the computer complainingly.

I can't be wronged like this, I aimed at his leg to give him a mark of love, but the sequelae of just spinning haven't stopped, my teeth only bite his trouser leg.

He reached out and picked me up and put me on his lap.

I'm still a little dizzy, I'm nestling on his lap, it's very warm here, let me take a rest.

I swear I just wanted to take a break, but when I woke up, the man had fallen asleep on the table with me in his arms, and we were woken up by a phone ringing at the same time. He was startled, but he still hasn't forgotten Hold me in your arms before answering the phone:

"Hello? Ah, sorry, I fell asleep just now, wait a minute, I'll be right there."

He put down the phone and lifted me up to meet his eyes:

"What should I do? He's here. I think it's raining outside and I can't let you go out. In this way, you stay in the bedroom, don't come out, and don't grab the door. If you are obedient, I will give you the most wanted food." mouse biscuits."

That's fine, of course it's good not to go out in the rain, I meowed in agreement, and the image in front of me seemed a little blurry again.

He carried me to the bedroom, put me on the floor, opened the closet, and took off his clothes in twos and twos, leaving only a pair of shorts.

This person is in good shape, and he doesn't have much flesh, but fortunately he has some muscles.

Seen from the bottom up, his legs look extraordinarily long from this angle.

He changed his clothes, stuffed the original clothes into the cabinet randomly, and trotted all the way out the door, and the door was closed behind him.

I took a look at this bedroom. In addition to the wardrobe, there is also a separate bookcase. This bookcase is not so subdivided, but roughly divided.

This bed is quite comfortable, big enough and roomy enough. I jumped on the bed, stepped on the soft quilt, got into the quilt from the position of the pillow, and pretended to be human.

I strained my ears to listen to the movement outside, why is there no woman's voice?Is it a man?

Why would a man be so nervous to be a guest and change his clothes?

Is it a leader?But it's getting dark, what is the leader doing at his house?

In the end, I couldn't help my curiosity. I got off the comfortable bed and went to the door to listen. I could vaguely hear their conversation outside.

"You don't need to be busy, I just came to see you." The strange man said.

"No, just some fruit, you sit first."

"Okay. How's your thesis going?"

"It's almost over, how about yours?"

"I'm almost there too. I'm thinking about the last paragraph. I'm not good at the last paragraph."

"Me too, I feel that no matter how difficult the academic problem is, it is so easy, and everything else is so difficult."

The next thing the two of them started to discuss was academic issues, so I won’t go into details so that readers don’t get stuck.

But I understand what the man is saying, why is the thesis he said so familiar?As if I had read it.

If it is what I have read, it has already been published, which is what he calls plagiarism.

No, he seems to be plagiarizing!That article was published by the person who passed on the letter to Hongyan, my thesis!

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry, I'm not in good health these two days, I haven't touched the computer for a few days, stop updating once!