The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

When Director Lian heard his answer, he was surprised, but couldn't stop admiring him.

"Okay, very good. Now there are fewer and fewer people in the circle who are as dedicated as you."

Ling Jing heard the words, but did not answer.

Even what the director said is correct, nowadays, more traffic stars are praised in the circle.

No matter whether you have acting skills or professionalism, as long as you have enough topics, even if it is black or red, you can make a lot of money.

Ling Jing entered the circle relatively early. When he first entered the circle, everyone thought he was crazy.

Don't take care of billions of dollars of assets, and come to the big dye vat of the entertainment industry...

But Ling Jing didn't care about those criticisms.

He doesn't accept variety shows, he doesn't accept bad dramas, he only picks books and characters he likes.

Perform one by one.

But after many years, Ling Jing became a senior respected by everyone in the circle, the film king.

And with that handsome face that is not inferior to Xiao Xianrou, he keeps harvesting fans of acting skills, beauty, and so on.

On the phone, Director Lian sighed for a long time before hanging up.

Before he died, he still encouraged him: "If you continue to experience this role, I believe you can do your best."

Ling Jing only gave a faint "hmm".

Putting the phone away, Ling Jing stood up straight and continued to "experience" the role this time.

"Then we've agreed, you're coming to pick me up tomorrow."

At the entrance of the villa, Song Yu gave Mu Xi some snacks, and then told him bluntly,

Mu Xi patted her chest, and assured her big brother: "Don't worry, I'll take your snacks, and I will cover you from now on."

"From now on, you will follow me to make money every day. If there are monsters coming to eat you again, I will run with you in my arms. I can run very fast!"

Song Yu nodded adoringly: "Okay! Thank you, Mumu."

Mu Xi smiled and rubbed his head.Then he walked out with a bag of snacks.

As soon as Mu Xi left, Song Yu was sitting in the room, holding his head in his little paw, thinking about something seriously.

Besides making money.

He still wants to save money for Ling Jing!

Thinking of those expensive snacks that Mu Xi said, Song Yu sullenly decided not to eat any more!

As for the ones already bought at home, he...he wants to save them.

It was dark again.

When Ling Jing came back, he had already changed into casual attire, and his hair was fresh, as if he had just done it.

As soon as he entered the door, Song Yu ran over like a small cannonball and hugged his ankle.

"Meow."

Song Yu's voice was very low, with his head bowed, and Ling Jing hugged in his claws, looking clingy.

What Ling Jing likes most is his appearance that seems to depend on him wholeheartedly.

Bend down and hug the clingy little guy.

Ling Jing's tone was a little cheerful: "Why are you so enthusiastic today? Want to eat dried fish again?"

Song Yu quickly shook his head.

Do not eat do not eat!Small dried fish also cost money.

Seeing him shaking his head, Ling Jing felt a little puzzled: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Otherwise, why did the little guy who couldn't walk when he saw dried fish suddenly changed his gender?

Song Yu suppressed his saliva and continued to shake his head.

He must resolutely resist the temptation of dried fish!

Ling Jing saw that he insisted, and he didn't seem to be in any discomfort, so he let him be free.

at dinner time.

Song Yu was eating the rice in the small bowl, just in time to see that Ling Jing had only eaten a little bit of green vegetables.

For an instant.

His favorite meals are no longer delicious.

It turned out that Ling Jing was so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat...

But he was too careless.If it wasn't for Mu Mu, he would not have discovered until now that Ling Jing actually had a hard time raising himself.

Song Yu, who used to be able to eat two bowls of rice in a row, ate a small bowl tonight.

No matter how Ling Jing coaxed him, he refused to take another bite.

Moreover, Ling Jing also noticed that Xiaotuanzi's clinginess today is far higher than before.

Even when he takes a bath, he has to follow him.

"What's going on here?" Ling Jing stood at the door of the bathroom, confronting Xiao Tuanzi at his feet.

Song Yu softly "meowed" at him, but she acted obediently.

If you don't want to leave, you have to follow in.

Seeing Ling Jing with his wet eyes, he really couldn't stand it, so he could only let him go.

It's just a soft little guy, it's okay to be looked at by him.

The bathroom shower turned on.

With a bath towel around her waist, Ling Jing stood directly over.

The water rushed against the slender and strong chest, and Ling Jing tilted his head back slightly, revealing his alluring throat.

Song Yu, who originally just wanted to cling to others, was stunned by his round eyes.

It looks so good.

How could Ling Jing be so good looking?

Song Yu was simply dazzled by this beauty.

And suddenly, Ling Jing walked towards him, lifted him up, and put him outside the bathroom in a few steps.

I can't say why, but when he was stared at by this little guy just now, Ling Jing inexplicably fantasized in his mind if the little guy could turn into a human.

Such a soft dumpling, if it turns into a human...

Ling Jing frowned abruptly, stopping the thought.

If he could become a human, the little guy wouldn't be chased by dogs anymore.

Putting the dazed little dumpling outside, Ling Jing continued to wash.

Song Yu stared at the closed door, blankly: "Meow?"

How did it get released?

However, after meowing several times, Ling Jing ignored him.

After a while.

When Ling Jing returned to the bedroom, he saw a small bag wrapped in the quilt.

He dried his hair and sat down.

"Angry?"

Song Yu hid under the quilt, very angry, and did not speak.

Ling Jing raised his eyebrows, and poked the small bag with his finger.

"Hey, you really don't want to talk to me?"

Song Yu continued to be bored, not talking.

Seeing this, Ling Jing lowered his voice: "I've been busy outside all day today, and you ignore me when I get home, I'm going to be sad."

That tone of voice seemed really sad.

Song Yu's heart softened instantly.

Ling Jing worked so hard outside to earn money to support him, how could he be angry because he was shut out.

Thinking of this, Song Yu couldn't hide anymore.Push the quilt back and get out.

"Meow."

Song Yu yelled, her little head nibbled at him obediently, without any temper at all.

But a successful smile flashed across Ling Jing's eyes, and the sadness continued on his face.

Song Yu spent a lot of effort, and finally offered Ling Jing a little soft belly to pinch Ling Jing, so that Ling Jing could be coaxed.

Watching Ling Jing close his eyes, as if falling asleep, Song Yu sighed leisurely beside him.

"Oh, you are so difficult to coax." Song Yu sighed.

Much harder to coax than myself.

Muttering a few words to himself, Song Yu nestled into Ling Jing's arms, closed his eyes and snored a little.

And not long after his little snoring sounded, Ling Jing opened his eyes.

In his eyes, there was a surprise that had not yet dissipated.

He looked down at Xiaotuanzi in his arms, and he seemed to be still thinking about that sentence in his ears, a little milky but very clear young boy's voice.

"You are so difficult to coax."

It was his little dumpling who was saying this.This time, he heard clearly.

a long time.

Ling Jing raised his hand, touched that little round face, and said in a low voice, "What the hell are you?"

It can talk, but it doesn't even have a human form.

If you put it in someone else's place, you might be horrified when you meet such a little guy.

As for myself, even the most ridiculous horror games are going through.

Compared with that one, the little guy in front of him is really nothing.

After staring at him for a while, Ling Jing closed his eyes.

The next day, Ling Jing still went out early.

After Song Yu woke up, he was no longer in sight.

But this time Song Yu didn't feel lost, instead he quickly jumped off the bed.After simply eating two bites of snacks, he took the little cloth bag he had always treasured, and jumped onto the doorknob just like yesterday, and opened the door with a snap.

As expected, Mu Xi was already waiting outside.

Seeing his small cloth bag, Mu Xi thought about it, and said: "This one is too small, it can't hold too many things."

When Song Yu heard this, he said anxiously, "Then, what kind of pretense are you using?"

"Find a bigger bag." Mu Xi said.

Song Yu thought for a while, first invited Mu Xi to the house, and then ran to find a big bag all over the house.

After searching for a while, he finally found a quite large transparent bag.

"Mumu, what do you think of this?"

Mu Xi took a look in her hand, and made a guess: "Yes. This can hold a lot of waste bottles!"

Song Yu was still worried: "Then, how can I recite it?"

He has only small paws and cannot carry such a big bag.

"It's okay, I'll carry the bag for you. Let's pick up the junk together, put the junk you pick up in your bag, and put the junk I picked up in my bag."

"After picking up such a big bag, I will take you to sell it."

Hearing Mu Xi talk about this very experienced look, Song Yu listened seriously with a small expression: "Then, how much can you sell for that broken bag?"

"It depends on the things you pick up. Wine bottles cost three cents each, and cardboard. Cardboard will be more expensive, one yuan and three cents a catty."

Song Yu hasn't bought anything with money since she woke up.

Therefore, I don't quite understand how much the three cents and one yuan three are.

He nodded ignorantly.

Then, he followed Mu Xi out the door.

The two went outside, and Mu Xi gave him a scientific demonstration of which rags can be exchanged for money, and which ones are useless to pick up.

"Mumu, you are amazing, you know so much." Song Yu praised him enviously.

Mu Xi was a little embarrassed by the praise, so she pursed her lips and smiled.

Then, he quietly told Song Yu: "Let me tell you, you can't actually make much money picking up trash. When we become trash collectors and we have a big factory for collecting trash, we can earn a lot of money." That's a lot of money."

Song Yu's eyes lit up when he heard it.

"I want to become a junk collector!"

Mu Xi patted his head appreciatively: "Yes! Let's take this as the dream of the two of us. When we have money, we will open a junk factory!"

Song Yu said affirmatively in a small voice: "Okay, if we have money, we will open a junk factory!"

The two dreamed of reaching an agreement, and when picking up junk, they both stuffed the other seriously.

The bag that Song Yu brought was quickly filled with broken bottles and waste cardboard that Song Yu picked up.

And what Mu Xi carried was a relatively large bag, which hadn't been filled yet.

And when they were serious about picking up trash, they met a lot of passers-by and gave them blank eyes.

It was the first time for Mu Xi to encounter such a thing, and she was a little confused.

Even Song Yu noticed the displeasure of passers-by, he hooked Mu Xi's ankle with his claws, and asked in a low voice.

"Mumu, did they also want to pick up the trash, but we finished it?"

Mu Xi frowned and shook her head: "I don't know."

But he also didn't like this feeling.

So, when someone looked down upon him again, Mu Xi directly picked up Song Yu and walked over.

"Why are you always staring at us?" Mu Xi asked directly.

The passers-by didn't expect him to come, but when they saw him asking, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they pointed to the big transparent bag.

"Using hundreds of thousands of limited edition bags that cannot be copied because of the special material, go digging through trash cans to pick up junk. Who are you trying to irritate?"

Mu Xi: "..."

Mu Xi lowered her head, looking at the bag that was stuffed with bottles, and the total value of the bottles was less than three yuan...

Senseless.

Yuyu, what kind of thing is it to pull out hundreds of thousands of bags to hold the rags?

The author has something to say: I finally succeeded in catching the list, I updated [-] today!

夸我呜呜呜呜感谢在2020-05-1312:53:45~2020-05-1317:39:38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 small soul light;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of brother Qing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!