It's hard to be a cat [Entertainment]

In the late summer season accompanied by the sound of cicadas, the Film Academy ushered in a batch of fresh blood.

Chen Que is one of this fresh energy. A young man leaves home and enters the ivory tower for the first time. He is always full of curiosity and temptations about the people and things around him. Chen Que, who is outgoing and cheerful, immediately engages with his classmates. Good relationship.

"Look at this, look at this." A few female students whispered with their mobile phones, and occasionally came up with a few cute and handsome adjectives.

"What are you looking at?" Chen Que approached and asked familiarly.

"This coser." The female classmate handed the phone in front of him and drew a few pictures.

On the screen, the young man in white is standing in the hunting wind and snow with a bong in his hand, his robe is bulging, his hair is flying in disorder, and the corners of his mouth are still stained with blood, but it is hard to hide his aristocratic aura, his slightly squinted eyes look through the screen Straight to the soul.

"I heard it's from our school, do you know which department it is from? Could it also be from the acting department, after all we major in producing handsome guys." the classmate asked.

"I don't know." Chen Que shook his head, but his eyes swept over the boy several times.

After returning to the dormitory for a rest that night, Chen Que always felt strange in his heart, why he couldn't help but think of the person in that picture?Think of the hand holding the pipe, the slightly closed eyes, the blood and the smile on the corner of the mouth.

And the next day, Chen Que saw the source of the strangeness.

In the cafeteria full of people, Auntie Dafan was fighting wits with the students. Chen Que usually didn't like to eat in the cafeteria. Today, his roommate said that he wanted to try the new dishes from the cafeteria. He couldn't resist, so he had to come to the cafeteria together.

There were only a few people in the front line, and Chen Que, who was standing at the end of the line, frowned, watching helplessly as a person jumped into the line with a smile.

Chen Que was getting more and more irritable while waiting, and was about to step forward to drag him out, when he caught sight of the people in the queue by the window next to him.

It's the person in that picture.

He was wearing a simple khaki sweater, a pair of black jeans underneath, listening to music with earphones, his expression was as indifferent as that of the person in the snowstorm.

Chen Que's heart beat suddenly like a drumbeat, beating non-stop.

"Do you want to go up and say hello?" Chen Que looked at the man and clenched his hands nervously.

Song Ruoci just talked to his family on the phone, and the lack of progress in his relationship with his parents made him feel empty, so he took out his earphones and listened to Ye Cheng's song.

"You always talk about what happened yesterday, and what will happen tomorrow, but you forget to look at the sun today, the air today and me today. Today I love you more than any other day."

Song Ruoci couldn't help laughing when he heard this sentence.

This scene happened to fall completely into Chen Que's eyes. There was a part of the glass decoration on the roof of the cafeteria, and a beam of warm sun came in and hit Song Ruoci obliquely. The side in the light smiled slightly, showing two eyes. A small tiger tooth.

Chen Que's heart beat faster, and for a moment he forgot that he was still waiting to buy food, and the classmates behind him pushed him several times without knowing it.

On the same day, Chen Que asked the female students in the class for Song Ruoci's coser Weibo. When he clicked on the follower, his hands almost trembled. Looking through Song Ruoci's previous Weibo, Chen Que found that he and I am at the same level and in the same department, but he is in class one and I am in class three.

Since then, Chen Que seemed to be possessed, and every time he could see the person wearing earphones with a distant expression in the noisy crowd, it could be described as obsession.Whenever he saw Song Ruoci, he was always alone, and he was wearing earphones. Chen Que felt that he should like listening to music, and his personality was a bit withdrawn. The self-proclaimed outgoing Chen Que wished he could be transferred to the first class.

Finally, in the first semester of freshman year, the department opened a public class, and everyone in the performance department took the class together, and Chen Que was finally able to get in touch with Song Ruoci at close range.

"Emotions, anger, sorrow, joy, emotional lottery performance." The instructor put a box on the table, "Then let's start from class one, I will select people randomly."

"Song Ruoci."

Song Ruoci, who won the lottery, took out a blue ball from the box with mourning written on it.

The instructor clapped his hands: "Please start your performance, 1 minute performance time, cry."

One minute later, Chen Que clenched his hands into fists involuntarily, "I'm sorry, teacher, I'm going to the bathroom."

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Chen Que was a little dazed looking at the words on the phone screen.

It's true that he likes Song Ruoci, but Song Ruoci doesn't seem to want to accept his kindness, and even pushes him out like resistance, pushing him out of his own world. Could it be that six years have passed, and Song Ruoci's character is still the same as before So withdrawn?

But he would laugh when he saw Ye Cheng and call his name.

"Brother Chen." The little assistant knocked on his door, "The car is ready, let's go downstairs to the airport."

"Understood." These words brought Chen Que back to reality, and after he answered, he decided to call Song Ruoci.

How can you give up after six years.

The call was connected quickly, but it was not Song Ruoci's voice.

"Who are you?" Ye Cheng held Song Ruoci's phone and wanted to hang up after seeing the unfamiliar number, but somehow he answered it again.

Ye Cheng's voice is very recognizable, and Chen Que can hear it immediately: "Why are you?"

After blurting out, Chen Que quickly realized his wording, and quickly changed his words: "Why are you, Senior Ye? Where is Song Ruoci?"

At this time, Song Ruoci was opening her soft belly to Ye Cheng, letting him tickle herself, purring from time to time.

"You are..." Ye Cheng frowned, why does this person look very familiar with his children.

"I'm Chen Que." Chen Que said anxiously, "Do you still remember the one in the black sweater yesterday?"

"I don't remember." Ye Cheng scratched Song Ruoci's belly and answered absently.He couldn't be more clear about who Chen Que was. He was the one who coveted his wife. He had already deleted his WeChat account. How dare he call?

"Are you looking for Song Ruoci?" Seeing that Chen Que was choked up by himself, Ye Cheng couldn't help feeling proud.

Chen Que was a little stunned, and when Ye Cheng suddenly asked himself a quick answer: "Ah? Yes."

"That's it." Ye Cheng glanced at Song Ruoci, who was rolling his belly, and moved his phone over, "Wait a minute."

"Baby, get up." It sounded like Ye Cheng was calling to the people around him.

Chen Que was startled when he heard this sentence, and countless thoughts popped up in his mind, Song Ruoci and Ye Cheng, they wouldn't...

From the almost ridiculous news about the scandal between the two, to Ye Cheng’s special blog post to rescue Song Ruoci, and that time when Song Ruoci was drunk because of filming, it was Ye Cheng who sent him back, and yesterday Ye Cheng insisted on sitting with Song Ruoci...and...

With that "baby" just now, Chen Que glanced at the phone again. It was Song Ruoci's phone number, and he had carefully checked the number many times before saving it in the phone.

Yecheng is a singer who worked so hard to come to the set just for Song Ruoci?Could it be that the two are really like what the rumors say?The relationship between the two has been...

I have been silently following Song Ruoci for six years, what about Ye Cheng?Why is he?

And so many thoughts were only in an instant, Ye Cheng's voice sounded again: "Meow."

Meow, meow?

Chen Que was dumbfounded. He knew that Ye Cheng liked cats, and he also knew that Ye Cheng had brought his own cat to the hotel, and he almost thought that Ye Cheng was calling Song Ruoci for the phrase "baby" just now... Could it be that what I just thought was wrong?Ye Cheng was just joking with himself?

"Otherwise I won't scratch your belly." After Ye Cheng said that, he held the phone a little farther away, said softly to Song Ruoci, and blinked at the same time.

Song Ruoci had no choice but to get up slowly and "meow" into the microphone.

When the clear cat meow came, Chen Que breathed a sigh of relief. He felt that Ye Cheng was actually a good person, and he might be a little narrow-minded.

Ye Cheng smiled in satisfaction, and continued to scratch Song Ruoci's belly: "Are you okay?"

"I heard that he is not feeling well. Is it a cold? I have cold medicine here..." Chen Que, suddenly enlightened, hurriedly answered the gentleman in his heart.

"He doesn't have a cold, but he's already asleep." Ye Cheng raised his hand slightly as he spoke, and Song Ruoci immediately hugged his hand with four paws and pulled it down until the warmth covered his stomach again.

"So..." Chen Que lowered his head in disappointment, since Song Ruoci had already rested, he wouldn't bother him anymore, "I'm bothering you, Senior Ye, then I..."

Before he hung up the phone, he only heard Ye Cheng say: "A word of advice, don't keep thinking about things that are not yours."

"Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone first, and left Chen Que listening to the sound of "beep beep——".

After dealing with his love rival, Ye Cheng was refreshed, so proud that he almost wanted to put his hands on his hips.In order to keep out of sight and out of mind, he also deleted the record of the call with Chen Que just now, and at the same time glanced at his itinerary for the next few days, and quickly booked two first-class tickets to G city tomorrow.

After finishing all this, he patted the forehead of Song Pangpang who was rolling: "You are carefree, the ticket is at seven o'clock tomorrow night, you should change back quickly."

"Can you still type? Tell me how you changed it back last time." Since the language is barrier, but can always understand Chinese characters, and...Ye Cheng coughed lightly, and handed his laptop to Song Ruoci before.

Hearing this, Song Ruoci stopped rolling, sat up, moved his fat paws, and began to slap the keyboard with the pads seriously.

Cats, pussy typing!

Ye Cheng's eyes were sparkling, and he was so cute singing while covering his heart. He lay on the bed like an idiot and watched his chubby typing while he couldn't help taking a photo, blurred out the background and posted it on Weibo.

Yecheng Sugar: It was agreed that after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals are not allowed to become sperm? 【picture】

The accompanying picture is trying to explain how I changed back to a certain fat typewriter last time.

"Meow." Song Ruoci spent a lot of effort, his paws were almost numb before finishing the sentence.

According to the last time, he thought about it anxiously and then changed back. It sounded ridiculous and awkward, but he used the big orange to guarantee that everything he hit was true.

Ye Cheng stared at the words on the screen thoughtfully after swiping Weibo. If this is the case, wouldn't it be a one-click switch between humans and cats?Suck pussy when you want to, fuck when you want to...

It's exciting just thinking about it.

He pushed Song Ruoci who was pretending to be dead, leaned over and pretended to be serious and lied: "I just received the work news, I will fly back to City A at night, I am afraid I will not be able to stay here anymore."