The daily life of the film emperor raising cubs

Under Song Yu's urging, Ling Jing went out with a small dumpling in his arms.

There happened to be a few mountains outside the city. Song Yu lay on Ling Jing's lap, looked at the photos on his phone, and chose a mountain that was somewhat similar to his memory.

"This!" He pointed at the picture with his claws and decided.

Ling Jing said "um", and quickly brought him over.

The view of the mountain is good, but it may be because of the weekdays, not many people come.

Song Yu was placed on Ling Jing's shoulder, and with round amber pupils, he looked around seriously.

After wandering around for a while, Song Yu finally said, "Just under that big tree."

One of the formations taught by my brother was taught under the big tree.

Ling Jing walked over a few steps and put Xiaotuanzi down.

As soon as Song Yu landed, he found a branch by himself.Claws hooked the branches, Song Yu's expression was very serious.

"Liansheng Formation, first draw a circle, which is the eye of the formation, and then draw a semicircle to the left, which is..."

what is coming.

Song Yu's face was sullen, his paws stopped, and he fell into deep thought.

Ling Jing waited by the side for a while, couldn't hold back, and asked, "Why don't you draw anymore?"

Song Yu didn't say anything.

It wasn't until Ling Jing asked the second time that he had a stern face and angrily condemned: "Once you speak, I won't remember anything!"

Ling Jing: "..."

Ling Jing narrowed his eyes: "Why do I feel like you can't remember whether I say or not?"

Song Yu was hit by the fact, she hung her head a little guilty, and her words were a little knotted: "No, no, I can remember."

As he spoke, Song Yu grabbed the branches and began to rack his brains again.

When my brother was teaching drawing, I held his hand and drew it once, and then asked him to repeat it many times.

When he can't remember, his brother will flick him on the head...

"Well, I thought of it!"

Song Yu took the initiative to get under Ling Jing's hand, and put his head on his hand: "Hurry up, flick my forehead!"

Ling Jing saw that he was tossing around for a long time, and only drew a circle, and he had no hope for him.

But seeing that he was still struggling, Ling Jing didn't dampen his enthusiasm, just stretched out his hand and flicked him.

Song Yu covered her little head and returned to the circle again.

Time passed little by little.

Just when Ling Jing was about to yawn, finally, the little dumpling moved.

"Draw a semicircle on the left, and then draw two dots on the right..." Song Yu recited the jingle his brother made up for him, and seriously drew the picture with the branches.

By the time the last stroke was drawn, the setting sun was almost crawling back to the horizon to get off work.

Song Yu threw away the branch, his eyes gleamed like Ling Jing's and said, "Ling Jing! I succeeded!"

He has actually drawn the formation diagram from a long time ago!

Although, it took a bit of trouble in the middle.

But this still doesn't affect his power.

In the future, no one can say that he is stupid. This success marks that he has bid farewell to himself who was the bottom one in the school!

Ling Jing yawned, slapped another mosquito that landed on his arm, and boasted softly, "Yuyu is awesome."

It took him the whole afternoon to beat his head, find various poses, and keep changing branches.

After stumbling, I finally drew a picture the size of a small washbasin.

Really hard work?

Although the tone of Ling Jing's praise was not turbulent, it was full of perfunctory.

But Song Yu was still inflated.

"With this picture, Jiayi will be safer!"

As Song Yu said, he grabbed Ling Jing's ankle, stretched out two claws, and said coquettishly, "I want to hug!"

Ling Jing knelt down and picked him up.

But when Ling Jing was carrying her down the mountain, Song Yu looked at the sky that was about to darken, her little head didn't know what to think, and her whole body froze.

"Ling, Ling Jing." Song Yu let out a little trill in a milky voice.

Ling Jing was pinching the pad for him, when he heard the words "hmm".

Song Yu then trembled: "What time is it?"

Why did he feel that three hours...had passed long ago.

Ling Jing paused.

Obviously, he just thought of the so-called "three-hour" statute of limitations.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the flannel whose body was trembling with fright. If he wanted to reveal that he was awake all the time, it would probably frighten him to push him away on the spot.

After a pause for a few seconds, Ling Jing spoke again, reporting the time casually: "04:30."

04:30 two hours ago.

Song Yu was suspicious.

04:30, is it getting dark?

But Ling Jing's expression was very indifferent, and he couldn't tell that he was lying at all.

Therefore, Song Yu could only swallow this doubt back.

If it is 04:30 now, then Ling Jing was fooled by the bad fox at 02:30.

Now, there is still one hour, enough for him and Ling Jing to go home.

soon.

The car drove back to the city.

Ling Jing had already had his new apartment packed, and it was within 500 meters to the right of Song Yu's recording base.

Due to the rush of time and the fact that this area is completely inferior to the villa area where Ling Jing originally lived.

Therefore, although the new home is simple and clean, there is still a huge difference compared with the previous villa.

Song Yu looked at this house, which was much smaller in size alone, and felt very sad.

really.

Ling Jing is too poor to live in the precious big villa that Mu Mu said before.

He nestled in Ling Jing's arms, he was so sad that he didn't want to talk anymore, he just let out a "cheep", in adult language it would be——

I will definitely work hard!

Make money, and let you live in the big villa.

Ling Jing had no idea that there was still such a big misunderstanding between the two of them, he only felt that Xiaotuanzi was clinging again at the moment.

He put water in, bathed Xiaotuanzi, blow-dried, fed and ate.

Then, he was carried to the bed and forced to rest.

I went to the study to get busy.

Although the hot search for cat abuse on the Internet has been taken down, the topics keep popping up one after another.

Looking at the attitude of the black fans, it is impossible to give up until Ling Jing is hammered to death.

But Ling Jing only took a quick glance, and there was no negative comment about Xiao Tuanzi, all of them were directed at him.

In that case, he calculated that the popularity of Xiaotuanzi could save hundreds of thousands of publicity fees at least.

Ling Jing only had two words for this: "I earned it."

Since it is free, Ling Jing is happy to continue earning.

After checking the situation on the Internet, Ling Jing pulled out the script again.In this script, he played a low-level character who became an undercover policeman by accident, but betrayed him. At the last moment, he saved the police operation with his life.

This character's experience is very complicated, and he walks between good and evil, which makes it difficult to determine.

In order to grasp this role, Ling Jing has been losing weight during this period of time, to experience the feeling of living at the bottom. In layman's terms, it is to learn how to be a poor person.

While reading the script, the cell phone rang suddenly and hurriedly.

Ling Jing was absorbed in watching, so when he heard the ringtone, he reflexively connected and forgot to look at the caller ID.

On the other end, the familiar female voice was anxious and flustered: "Ling Jing! Come here quickly, the old man is being rescued now!"

"Everyone in the Ling family has rushed over. This time the old man may really not be able to hold on. If he can't hold on, those people will definitely take action."

"You, the real heir, if you don't come back, you can only wait to be killed by them."

The woman was obviously really panicked this time, Ling Jing could tell that there was suppressed panic in her tone.

Also.

After this woman married her inexplicable father, she never gave birth to a single child.

She bet on herself.

Just when the woman kept repeating to ask him to come back, Ling Jing rubbed his forehead, those gloomy eyes were terribly heavy.

He whispered: "Don't worry, I will go back."

When the woman heard the words, she was instantly delighted and said, "Then how long will you be here? The address is still our Ling's Central Hospital, he—"

"I'll go back when he dies." Ling Jing interrupted her.

The woman was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, she was so stimulated that she was about to go crazy.

"Ling Jing, it's been so long, can't you let go of your hatred for him! He left the Ling family to you, he knows it's wrong..."

Ling Jing sneered.

"Who said that if you admit your mistake, you can be forgiven? I still say that, call me again when he goes to the funeral."

After the words fell, Ling Jing hung up the phone.

And, directly turned off the phone.

The light in the study room was very warm, but when it shone on his body, Ling Jing still felt a bone-piercing chill, which flowed in his blood, which was extremely dirty.

In the bedroom not far from the study, Song Yu, who was on fire, with a small fluffy body, was unconsciously "greedy".

Being purely loved by people, the purest light produced is the best supplement for the long body of Ruishou.

In short.

The more he is liked, the more spiritual power will gather in the body.

After accumulating more spiritual power, he might no longer be a useless little trash.

Moreover, he can also transform like his brother!

However, Song Yu, who had just fallen asleep, was still snoring, so he didn't know anything about the changes that were happening in his body.

He knew that when he opened his eyes the next day, when he looked up, he saw Ling Jing's enlarged handsome face, and his whole little heart was pounded by the shock.

Grumble.

Ling Jing looked good today too!

Song Yu stared at it, but couldn't help it, and moved up cautiously.

Then--

"Baji" a mouthful.

Steal a kiss successfully!

But just as he was enjoying himself, a deep and pleasant voice suddenly sounded above his head.

"Drool on my face again?"

Song Yu: "..."

Song Yu was stunned suddenly, Xiaoyuan's face almost turned red when she met Ling Jing's slightly playful eyes.

"Meow!"

He called, he had no living water!

That was taught by my brother, a kiss to express liking.

Ling Jing didn't understand what he was meowing this time, but it didn't affect his teasing.

After spending a while on the bed, Ling Jing finally got up. The terrible mood of last night has improved a lot at this moment.

Sending Xiaotuanzi to the recording base again, Fatty Wang saw him and hurriedly emphasized to him: "I've taken care of Jiayi's matter."

"I asked a psychological counselor to talk to her. This little girl is under too much pressure, so there are some problems. Today I promise that there will be no more accidents."

Fatty Wang said firmly, but Ling Jing was noncommittal.

In fact, no matter what accident happened in this show, it couldn't affect his emotions.

As long as Xiaotuanzi is doing well, he is satisfied.

Fatty Wang repeatedly set the flag to Ling Jing that the show was over and Yuyu was safe, and Ling Jing almost became impatient listening to it, so he dismissed him and left to work on his own.

But I never expected that sometimes, Flag cannot be erected randomly.

Because it is easy to face.

The author has something to say: Thursday v.

凉了哇，周四前，还要补好多字。感谢在2020-05-2314:45:47~2020-05-2422:14:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of the little guy from Gu Zixi's family; 2 bottles of Xiaohundan; 1 bottle of time;

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