Interstellar cat guide

After eating home-cooked food, Mao Mi was taken back by the collar by the furious manager who couldn't find anyone. He felt guilty for a while and made a promise not to take a holiday for half a year. He returned to the hotel and lay on the bed to regret it.

Afterwards, there were several cities to and fro. Taking advantage of the gap time between the shows, Mao Mi hid in a corner and brushed Weibo secretly. Usually Weibo is managed by Liu Wenwei. Now that others are away, he can't control it for the time being.

His fans are only five million or so, and the daily interaction is only one or two thousand, but Mao Mi is very happy to watch their comments and reposts.But today is obviously not normal, too many people circle him.Taking a closer look, the number one hot topic on Weibo is #胡静楚别独猫来加我#.

Clicking in, it turned out that it was Huo Jingchu who posted a Weibo at noon: I met a cat on the road, and I didn't want to leave, so I kept it and named it Mao Mao.Attached is a photo with the cat.There were all kinds of comments, some were licking the screen, some were mocking the male god for not being able to take a name, and many more were begging to be adopted.

But I have to say that this cat is very cute, white and soft, with watery eyes.

After swiping the screen a few more times, someone who is not afraid of big things posted a picture, which is his photo and a cat puzzle, and all of the following are talking about perfect similarity.

Mao Mi finally understood.

Not long after brushing, Liu Wenwei came over, and Mao Mi quickly put away his brain and pretended to be in a daze.

It was rare for Liu Wenwei to be so serious. He sat down next to Mao Mi with a straight face, put the script in his hand, took a deep breath, and said, "This is an opportunity. I think you will be fine with this role. I will also talk about it." Come down, now it's up to you to go or not."

This is a fantasy movie. The protagonist is a person who is born to see evil things. After witnessing the process of eliminating demons by accident, he attracted the attention of the organization, and was absorbed into the organization to start practicing, which opened the door to a new world.The character Liu Wenwei recommended to him is the younger brother of the protagonist, a frail young man who has read history books and has a certain ability to predict.He foresaw that the protagonist would be devoured by ghosts in the final battle, so he held a ceremony at the end, exchanged fate, and died instead of the protagonist.The protagonist is in great grief, breaks through his own limits, eliminates all evil spirits, saves the world, gains fame and fortune, and reaches the pinnacle of life.

It can be said that the role of the younger brother is very popular because of his sadness.

The director is also a new director who is currently very promising, and the two films he directed have gained a good reputation.Mao Mi held a thick script and was a little nervous.

"You have always been reluctant to act, but... I think you have this talent, you should give it a try, what do you think?" Liu Wenwei said.

Mao Mi clutched the script tightly, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Liu Wenwei patted him on the shoulder, lit a cigarette and walked away.

Liu Wenwei is the manager of Samsung, and the number of artists assigned to him every year is no more than five, but he chose Mao Mi in spite of the opposition - one who did not come from any film school or media university, and did not even have the concept of being an artist teenager.Liu Wenwei also couldn't explain why he was so erratic and persuaded Mao Mi so stubbornly. Even though Mao Mi didn't make any achievements in the past two years, he still trusted him as he did when we first met. Spoil him, everything is up to him to decide.

"..." Mao Mi didn't open the script, but just sat quietly for a long time. He knew how much Liu Wenwei wanted to take him up, but he didn't have the idea himself, so he let him go.He really didn't want to be famous, he was just making a living, and he had always been in awe of acting, so that he didn't feel regretful or angry when his previous role was robbed, and even felt lucky.

Are you acting...

Until sending him home, Liu Wenwei never mentioned this matter again.

After carefully cooking a few dishes, Mao Mi chewed and finished them slowly, and then took out the script and looked through it carefully.He reads books very fast, and he is also very good at grasping the key points. He has already grasped the general idea after only reading it once.The role really appealed to him.

But to him, acting is like a high mountain. He always looks up, looks up, and never thinks that he can climb it himself.

Unable to make a decision for a while, I simply put down the script and practiced a few words in the room to calm down. As a result, the writing was messed up because of my unstable mood, so I hurriedly threw it away in a ball.

He held the brush for a while, and suddenly noticed the long-sealed virtual helmet in the cabinet. It was a gift from his parents on his birthday, and it was a customized model for the deep space virtual world.It's a pity that he only used it a few times because he was too busy and had no interest in these.

The deep space virtual world is known as one of the greatest inventions of this century. As long as people wear a helmet, they can enter a fantasy virtual world, where people can eat, drink, play, shop, and buy things the next day. Delivered to home.Deep space is often so real that people think they are in the real world, but this is only a momentary illusion. After all, as long as you look up, you can see trains speeding through the sky, and strange people are riding them Purchased mounts fly around.

This is also because there are thousands of styles and shapes to choose from in the printing space, and they are still increasing.People can arbitrarily combine the skin, hair color and even body shape of all races—including aliens, fictional images in novels, etc.—as long as they are patient, everyone can get a unique appearance.This is also a hobby of many people in the contemporary era, so that many people with bad tastes often assemble themselves into extremely disgusting and strange appearances, blinding a large group of people's eyes as soon as they log in to the public area.

In addition to the public areas where everyone can log in, people can also go to some private areas through the scattered teleportation arrays.As long as there is more money, everyone can create a world of their own in deep space, and this has gradually developed into a support area for fans of various stars.For example, Huo Jingchu's fan area already has the size of a city, and it is currently the largest fan area, making many people envious.

There was nothing left or right, Mao Mi hesitated for less than two seconds, then got up, picked up the helmet, and lay down on the bed.

After logging into the long-lost login space, I heard a passionate loli voice.

"Dear Master Mao Mi, we haven't seen each other for 220 days, 12 hours, 53 minutes and 04 seconds. Xiaoshen misses you so much, come and see me more!"

Mao Mi: "..."

"During the period when the master was not here, Xiaoshen has changed a lot. Does the master need to know?" Little Loli flapped her wings and flew around him.

"No need..." Mao Mi said and clicked on the image selection, and a huge light screen floated in front of him.

He stared blankly at the white cat boy under the words [current image], tilted his head, and couldn't remember that he had ever set this image.On the light screen, the fair-skinned and beautiful boy with cat ears and long tail wagging back and forth was still greeting him, like putting his white paws on his face in a pair of plush gloves to show off his cuteness, and even started meowing in his mouth It doesn't stop.

Mao Mi: "..."

He silently turned his face to look at Little Loli, and sure enough, he saw Little Loli puffed out her small chest, and said proudly: "Xiao Shenshen has now raised two intelligence levels, and can set an image for the master! Master, do you like it?" Is this? I think it goes well with the master!"

The cat-eared boy with a hairy face also flicked his tail proudly.

Mao Mi: "...do you like this kind?"

Little Lolita nodded again and again: "So cute, so cute."

I don't know if it's because of his mood, Mao Mi had a bad taste for the first time, raised a faint smirk, and kept operating with his hands, but within a minute or two, the boy with cat ears on the light screen turned into a hulking man Big man, he also deliberately changed his face to that of a hunter star race in a distant galaxy.

The big man stroked his beard, looked at the two with a pair of copper bells and big eyes, and laughed loudly.

Little Loli: "..."

Mao Mi: "Are you cute?"

"...Hmm."

After teasing Xiao Shenshen, Mao Mi pressed the button to log in, and a prompt popped up.

[It is detected that there is a new business card in the address book, do you want to add it as a friend? 】

Because all kinds of social platforms are now connected to the communicator, and they are all registered with the real name of the citizen's ID, so basically they can automatically add friends by themselves, which is more convenient.

Mao Mi was taken aback for a moment, realizing that the new business card was Huo Jingchu.

Without hesitating for a long time, and not wanting to be hypocritical, Mao Mi decisively pressed Yes, and then pressed No under [Whether to display the name] and [Whether the login status is visible to friends], and then officially logged in.

Landing into the public area, people of all kinds and strange shapes surged on the street, Mao Mi found a bench and sat down, thinking about her own affairs blankly.The deep space world is already dark at this time, and the virtual night is painted with stars, making people feel like they are in the universe.He touched his wrist boredly and accidentally touched the friend interface.He looked at the light screen in front of him, there was a row of gray profile pictures on it, and under the name of Huo Jingchu at the top it was still displayed: Online an hour ago.Mao Mi couldn't help reaching out to touch the two-way arrow between him and Huo Jingchu, and a trace of inexplicable sweetness rose in his heart.

Looking at Huo Jingchu's image with a little expectation, Mao Mi was stunned for a while, then sighed and smiled.As expected, Huo Jingchu was always very different, his image was actually just a cloud of black mist, a cloud that seemed to dissipate at any time.Yet knowing it's him, even just a cloud of fog is pretty cool.

No wonder people always said that they were poisoned by Huo Jingchu.

His mood improved inexplicably, he got up slowly, looked around, and saw a few cat-eared girls walking happily holding his support banners, and took a few steps forward to realize that today is the third anniversary of his debut .He kept up with them in a strange way, and didn't come back to his senses until he entered his fan zone.

His fan area is currently a small three-story villa. With a flash of white light, he stood in front of a wall of photos.

A dozen or so fans in the villa were still full of surprise when they saw him: "We, Meow, actually have male fans?"

The president of the support club raised his glasses, flipped through the roster secretly, and finally saw a fan whose name was kept secret on the last page.Mao Mi was also taken aback at this moment, and then remembered that entering the space required registration and review, presumably Liu Wenwei had already quietly done it for him.The broker is plugged in, so naturally there is no need for review.

After thinking about it, he settled down and quietly looked at the photo wall.Every show and every activity since his debut has been recorded in detail, and there are nagging remarks beside each photo, such as "Ah Meow has a cold today, take good care of your body." Come on, buy, buy, buy" "I heard that Ah Miao is in a bad mood, so I can't do this, do you want to hear a joke?" Mao Mi only looked at one column, and his eyes became sour.

"President, there is no movement at Meow's side today, why are there no celebrations?" the cat-eared girl asked while she put her hand in place.

"He didn't like this kind of thing, besides, it's only been three years, we are still newcomers."

"But he's doing less and less activities now, I'm so worried that he'll quit the circle..."

Another girl also interjected after hearing the words: "Yeah, I heard from a classmate at the Federal University that he went to give lectures at the university last week. I think he yearns for this kind of life more."

"Hush, who asked you to tell me about the private schedule? He can live as he wants, don't worry about it too much." The president was gently tidying up the surroundings with his hands, but he gave her a serious look on his face.

The girl immediately apologized, but after a while she whispered: "I really want to see him act. He will definitely become a good actor. I will remember all the people who cut off his beards before."

Speaking of this matter, even the president was silent for a while, touched the smiling little puppet on the table, sighed, and finally said: "Just follow him, we can't force him to do anything, He valued his life more than any of us. Great anniversary, talk shit, get things done, tonight is review night."

work……

Looking at the photos on the wall, Mao Mi felt extremely guilty for a moment.

He almost tremblingly pressed the exit button, as if fleeing.The president turned his face and saw the big man disappear suddenly, shrugged his shoulders, "Look, I scared people away."

He took off his helmet, lay on the bed, and suddenly remembered that a long time ago, someone seemed to have said, "No matter what career you choose, you must be responsible for it and try your best to the end. Only when you fulfill your responsibilities can you live your life with confidence. .”

He patted his confused head, and the pictures finally became clear in his memory.

It was the second day after he was persuaded by Liu Wenwei and decided to become an artist. He brought a ruler to confess to the old professor who brought him up.

Unexpectedly, the always stern old professor asked him to sit down kindly after hearing the words, made two cups of tea, and talked with him in the tea room all afternoon.

It was only before he said goodbye that he put on a straight face again and said these words.

But since he started on this path, he hasn't satisfied anyone.

Whether it's a professor, an agent, or a fan, he's always been accommodating.

"As long as I am like this...how dare to give lectures and educate others?" Mao Mi smiled wryly, "How can I still walk on this road?"

I am an artist, this is my profession, since I have chosen it, I must have works worthy of others.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I still had the courage to accept the script, but as time passed, I became more and more slack.

Perhaps these three years of life are too easy to blind a person's eyes, and it is too easy to change a person's heart and original intention.

Thinking of this, Mao Mi didn't worry anymore, and sent a text message to Liu Wenwei, with only one simple word.

"it is good."

Just this one word made his path that had been foggy much clearer.

In his sleep, he seemed to have turned back into the six-year-old boy who devoted himself to studying, and walked through most of the city alone firmly, knocking on the door of the professor of ancient culture.

"You really want to learn?"

"think."

"Never give up?"

"will not."

"Good boy, come in quickly..."

The gentle moonlight poured in from the undrawn curtains, slowly stroking along the youthful handsome face, evoking an innocent and pure smile on his lips.