The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

The bodyguard's offer was already sincere.

But the bald head was still so shocked that his expression cracked when he heard it.

"800 million..." The fierce light on the bald man's face was scared away by the number.

He has always been wandering in a certain mountain in the northeast, the clothes he wears are stolen, and the gold chain he wears is fake.

Eating and drinking all depends on cheating.

If you can't cheat, you will starve.

And the reason why he persevered in catching Song Yu is also because this recipe does not need to spend money to make up for it.

Even if you don't want to eat it, if you catch it, tie the ball-shaped beast with two bows and give it away as a gift.

Maybe there will be a female monster who is willing to come to his house to live with him and have a baby.

"Hurry up, let's clear the field." The bodyguard said in a vicious voice.

Seeing him counting the number of zeros after 800 million while counting with his fingers, the bodyguard suddenly felt that this strong man was scary-looking, and actually looked like a mentally retarded man.

The bald head was blasted away by several bodyguards, and only counted the numbers after being blasted outside the temporary barrier railing.

He stood still, forced a smile on his face that was gloomy just a moment ago.

"Brother, look, how much is 1 minute of me worth?"

bodyguard:"………"

With this appearance, he took one more look, so that he wanted this guy to pay him to see his hot eyes.

Song Yu still had no idea what the black shadow monster outside was doing.

He was lying on Ling Jing's strong chest, his little claws hooked on Ling Jing's clothes, and he was carried all the way to the lounge.

After entering, Ling Jing closed the door behind him.

Then, he picked up the dirty little dumpling in his arms and half suspended in the air.

Song Yu's four little claws suddenly lost their focus, and panicked in fright, "cheeping".

Ling Jing raised his eyebrows, and his thin, well-shaped lips curled into a smile, but his eyes were cold.

"Your voice...what breed is it?"

When Song Yu heard it, Little Claws suddenly stopped thumping, and a little guilt flashed in their round eyes.

He opened his mouth: "Meow meow!"

The repeated meows seemed to prove that he was just a cat.

Weak, pitiful, and innocent.

After meowing for a while, Song Yu's little voice became weaker and weaker, and finally, he bowed his head and stopped the sound directly.

Yuyu was so hungry that she couldn't move.

The scene was silent for a moment.

Just when Song Yu peeked at the expressionless Ling Jing, anxiously trying to break free and escape.

Ling Jing's eyes moved.

He looked at the little dumpling in his hand, shook it, and said two words.

"So dirty."

You have to wash before you can get close to him.

Song Yu was caught off guard by being disgusted and was stunned.

A few seconds later, he came back to his senses, kicked his claws in grief and anger, and the little claws were still hooked on Ling Jing's shirt.

Pads on firm abs.

"what".

Song Yu was taken aback in his heart, feeling a little harsh to the touch, so he wanted to try rubbing his claws itchingly.

But the next moment, he flew into the air again, this time with his round head facing the ground.

Ling Jing, with a slightly cold complexion, stared at this little dumpling, with uncertain emotions in his eyes.

It looks like a silly little thing, but Ganqing is still a little rascal!

Just when Ling Jing was a little scared when he mentioned Song Yu upside down——

"Ling Jing! Something bad happened."

A hurried voice sounded from outside the door.The director rushed in anxiously, and shouted, "The cat who wants to play with you ran away again!"

He scratched his forehead and said worriedly, "What should I do?"

Ling Jing didn't know what kind of magical physique it was, those cats and dogs didn't like to get close to him.

Even if it is forcibly approaching, it will be cats and dogs jumping around, and there is no filming at all.

But in the script, Ling Jing's character has to have a confrontation with a cat.

And that scene is so critical that it cannot be cut.If the editing is misplaced, the director feels that it does not have the taste he wants.

Thinking of this, the director is bald!

And Ling Jing raised his eyelids, and said lightly: "Let the field manager go to the pet shop to hold it."

The director looked at him resentfully: "Can you be sure that the next cat is not afraid of you?"

Ling Jing: "..."

Ling Jing was really not sure.

Seeing this, the director started howling again, but as he howled, his eyes fell on Song Yu, and suddenly he stopped howling, and his eyes lit up.

"Hey! Ling Jing."

The director stared straight at Song Yu, pointed at him and said, "Isn't this kitten not afraid of you?"

"You carry him out for a scene, I think it's probably possible!"

The director said, like a strange sorghum, with a deceptive tone, he started a small dried fish deal with Song Yu.

"Little cat, you will lie on the ground later, and when Ling Jing squats down to talk to you, don't hide!"

"Then he will hug you, you pretend to be scared, tickle him and run away."

"After finishing these, I'll give you a pot of freshly fried dried fish, how about it?"

Song Yu swallowed when he heard that.

A pot of dried fish, brother, he is going to get rich!

"Meow!"

Song Yu called out softly, expressing that Benrui Beast happily agreed to this deal!

What the director told him just now, actually didn't expect a kitten to understand.

But seeing that he really "meowed", as if responding, his pupils vibrated.

"Wow, doesn't he really understand?"

The corners of Ling Jing's mouth twitched slightly, as if he was suppressing something.

But looking at the director's expression of shock and joy, he still didn't say anything.

Let him be happy.

"I've heard that stray cats are very smart, so it's true." The director said happily.

The small ears caught the word "smart", and Song Yu was also very happy.

One person and one fake cat, relatively beaming, like two fools.

Ling Jing couldn't bear to look directly at him.

After finding the cat, the director asked Ling Jing to carry him out of the lounge to the shooting location.

But the field manager at the scene looked at Song Yu with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Director, will you use this cat next?" the stage manager asked.

The director nodded.

The field manager's heart suddenly shuddered. With this cat, how can he eat the kickback from the pet store?

Staring at the dirty cat lying in Ling Jing's arms, the court affairs were not pleasing to the eye no matter what, and said critically: "This cat is not very good."

"It looks like a stray cat. It's dirty and ugly. It might be carrying some germs."

There is nothing nice about the field affairs.

Song Yu was lying in Ling Jing's arms very obediently at the moment, thinking about what the director said just now, lying on the ground, being hugged by Ling Jing, scratching Ling Jing, and running away——

Then, get a pot of dried fish.

Just as he was thinking seriously, he was suddenly slammed all over his body.

So, Song Yu raised Xiaoyuan's head on the spot and stared at the manager.

He is not ugly!

My brother said that he is the most beautiful cub on the mountain of no return!

Song Yu's heart was strong, but the director didn't seem to feel it at all.

On the contrary, it was really shaken because of the field affairs.

"Ling Jing, he's right." The director said hesitantly, "Stray cats don't even get vaccinated. If they really catch you, it's not a joke."

"Why don't we change to a clean and good-looking pet cat."

As soon as the director finished speaking, Ling Jing saw Xiao Tuanzi's expression, as if the sky had collapsed.

It's dumb and funny.

He hooked his lower lip, squeezed the little dirty dumpling with his slender and beautiful hands, and in a nonchalant tone, he won the dried fish for the little dumpling.

"No need to change."

"Wash him and have a look, maybe it's not so ugly."