It's exciting to run away [Quick Transmigration]

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The man was not angry at all when he heard Song Heming's words.

There was a hint of a chuckle in his voice: "Then I treat you well."

"No need." Song Heming took a step back slightly, "I'm already a little grateful for your help, how can I let you invite me to dinner again?"

"I don't care." The man said.

Song Heming: "..."

Song Heming still declined politely: "Let's forget it, I have something to do when I go home now."

"Your cat?"

"En." Song Heming nodded.

"Okay." The man saw that Song Heming insisted, so he didn't continue to invite. He sent Song Heming home along the way, turned around and got into the car, frowning slightly.

"Mr. Jing." The assistant sitting in the car saw the man come back and immediately called out.

Jing Ran nodded slightly: "Did you take the picture?"

"It was filmed. There are no loopholes from beginning to end. It is estimated that his eyes are real..." the assistant sighed.

The assistant was also present at the time, so he naturally knew why Boss Jing cared so much about that boy.Thinking of this, the assistant said, "Why don't we help find a hospital..."

"No, he didn't want my help back then." Jing Ran shook his head.

The assistant frowned awkwardly.

Jing Ran frowned and said, "Don't worry. There will always be opportunities in the future."

On the other side, Song Heming finally got home, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately locked the door and removed the gauze.

It feels so good to see the light again.

Song Heming turned on the computer, and it showed that he had logged in to Penguin. He said to Maple Leaf, and then directly started the live broadcast. First, he changed into a cat form, tapped the live broadcast start button with his paw, and immediately, himself appeared on the screen. that cat face.

Song Heming slowly lay down in front of the camera: "Meow."

[Wow, the big orange is here! 】

[Oranges look full today, my stomach is so soft I want to touch it]

[I'm here to deliver cat food! 】

Before the barrage had been posted a few times, the local tyrant came again. Like before, he checked a few small TVs before posting a barrage: Where is your owner?

The onlookers suddenly became curious.

That's right, where is the cat's poop shoveler?

Obviously, the range of the camera covers the whole room, but the owner never appeared in the footage for a whole day. No matter eating or sleeping, it was all done by a cat alone. At the beginning, they still thought it was so cute. Cute, this cat can actually take apart its own food and eat it by itself?

Although it is indeed very independent and interesting, but this shit shoveler is a bit too irresponsible, right?

All of a sudden, countless fans began to criticize Song Heming's shit-shoveling officer.

【what is going on?How can you keep a cat at home all the time? 】

[I took a closer look before and found that the house is very small, and there are no cat toys. Have you seen the shadow of the cat climbing frame? 】

【No】

[How can cats not even buy a cat climbing frame?Well, that's fine, maybe the shit-shoveling officer is busy, but the shit-shoveling officer didn't show up until 11:30 in the evening? 】

[Oh my god, how did my cute orange come here before! 】

[Strongly request to keep this meow QAQ, I don’t want to see him suffer anymore. 】

[How could there be no money?Didn't local tyrants tip a lot of money before? 】

[This month hasn't passed yet, UP shouldn't be able to bring it up? 】

Song Heming looked at those bullet screens and sighed helplessly.He shook his tail, meowed softly, and patted the top of the camera with his paw, as if to appease everyone.

And cats have this amazing ability.

After seeing Song Heming's behavior, everyone went ahhhhhhhh, telling how gentle Big Orange is, feeling like being touched by Big Orange.

There are also a small number of people who started to brush. Since the cats are so cute, and they are obviously well-raised—otherwise they would not be so fat, their fur is smooth and shiny, and they look very energetic. The keyboard warriors on the barrage Stop thinking about coveting other people's cats.

In this way, those comments about how bad the shit shoveling officer is are gradually suppressed.

Song Heming didn't take this matter to heart.

And three days later, Song Heming's contract was also mailed to the editorial department of Station B, and editor Maple Leaf immediately pulled Song Heming into a small group.

That group is all B station UP masters signed by Maple Leaf, and they are chatting in it now, and they seem to be very active.

As soon as Song Heming entered the group, he was immediately watched by everyone.

Everyone said one after another: Damn, isn't this the one who broadcasts cats live?I actually met the shit-shoveling officer who was alive...

Song Heming was a little embarrassed.

He didn't show up to say hello, but after peeking at the screen for a while, he closed the group.

And the high popularity value for several days in a row fully satisfied the needs of the side mission, and the mission was completed naturally.

That night, Song Heming was lying on the bed and was about to go to bed when the system suddenly said, "Host host, release a side mission - visit mother, and do my best to meet mother's needs."

Song Heming was taken aback: "Am I not a cat demon?"

System: "...Yes."

"And my parents too?"

"I don't know. After all, this article is a fake article... It's not written on the task."

Song Heming nodded.

Only the mother was mentioned in the task, so obviously, there should be some plot happening on the mother's side, but I don't know where the father went...

Song Heming guessed that something happened to this father.

The next morning, Song Heming tidied up and went straight out the door.He was still in the same outfit, with gauze on his eyes, and followed the prompts given by the system to find his adoptive parents' house with great difficulty. Before he had time to knock on the door, he heard a burst of heart-piercing cries from inside.This cry is extremely penetrating and loud, and it is estimated that users around can hear it.

"What the hell did you do!" a woman's voice said.

Song Heming frowned slightly, hesitated for a while, and finally knocked on the door.

It took a long time before someone came and opened the door.

As soon as the man saw Song Heming, he asked, "What happened to your eyes?" The voice was a woman, and she was about 20 years old.

Song Heming replied: "I have something wrong with my eyes recently."

The woman didn't ask much, but directly stretched out her hand to hug him, choked up and said: "Brother, you are finally back...you go and see our mother, my mother..." She stopped suddenly when she said this, Tears could not stop falling down.

This is the older sister of the original owner, named Song Yuan.

Song Heming stretched out his hand, fumbled to wipe away the tears on Song Yuan's face, and said softly, "It's okay, don't cry, don't be afraid."

His emotions infected Song Yuan, and soon, she stopped crying, took a deep breath, and said, "Go, you can't see anything now? I'll hold you."

Song Heming entered the room.

Song Heming couldn't see the furnishings in the room, and could only rely on his feeling to follow Song Yuan forward.

Song Yuan led him into one of the bedrooms.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, Song Heming heard a cough coming from the room.

Song Yuan said: "Our mother is lying on the bed."

Song Heming nodded.This nearly fifty woman is the original owner's mother, Sang Cui.

As soon as Sang Cui saw Song Heming, she waved and called to her bedside: "Heming, you are finally back...what happened to your eyes?"

"I accidentally touched it, it will be fine after a while."

"... That's good." Sang Cui said, sighing, "Is it really all right?"

"Of course." Song Heming confirmed again.

Sang Cui was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "What you said to mom last time was that mom was too extreme."

Song Heming didn't know what was going on, and could only hold Sang Cui's hand silently after hearing the words.

Sang Cui said: "If you really like a man, and you think you can't change it, then go for it... By the way, did you catch up with the man you said you liked last time?"

Song Heming: "???"

The amount of information in this sentence is really a bit large.

The original owner is gay, and the original owner has a man he likes, and he is chasing...

Song Heming didn't know how to answer, but fortunately, Song Yuan also came, and she sighed, "Mom, you should just tell my little brother about that."

Sang Cui shook her head in disapproval.

"What the hell is it? Since I am part of this family, you are willing to accept me, and even forgive me for what I have done...then, why don't you just tell me?" Song Heming asked Sang softly. emerald.

Sang Cui was silent, and finally said: "It's like this, don't worry if you hear it, I don't need you to do anything for me..."

"mom!"

Song Yuan shouted, "What time is it!"

Song Heming had a vague guess in his mind.

Sure enough, Sang Cui sighed: "That's right, Heming, I felt dizzy all the time before, so I went to the hospital for a check-up, and it was found to be a tumor, and I will have an operation next week."

Song Heming: "..."

Song Heming showed a shocked expression.

Song Yuan said: "Little brother, I know you are also in trouble, but we really can't get the money out. If you have it, you can help us a little bit. I remember the person you said you liked before. What does the money look like? Can you borrow some?"

"Little Yuan, what are you talking about!"

Sang Cui obviously disagrees.

"But I'm really scared! There's nothing I can do. I have borrowed all my relatives and friends, and you have collected the surgery fee, but what about the radiotherapy and chemotherapy?" Song Yuan's emotions had already collapsed, and she Talking, crying again.

Song Heming had no idea which one of his crushes was rich.

However, the system has released a side mission, and Sang Cui is obviously really good to the original owner, so Song Heming will definitely not shirk it.

Song Heming said softly: "You don't have to worry, I can definitely get the money."

If the local tycoon at Station B insists on keeping a small TV every day, the preliminary estimate of Station B’s income next month will be about [-] to [-], and the money must be enough.