The great god of the literary world is a meow

As usual, Mingli knocked on President Xiao's door with a stack of documents in her arms. After President Xiao answered, she pushed the door in and began to report on today's work.

Today is still nothing big, it is still a routine report.

After Mingli finished reading all the work in a melodious voice like an announcer, she was surprised to find that the president was in a daze again.

Mingli closed the door and went out. After returning to her office, she said to her younger brother again: "President Xiao really got his heart seduced by the little goblin."

Minglang didn't raise his head: "It's been said that Xiao is always thinking about his cat."

Mingli: "Hehe."

The joke is too cold to be funny at all.

But after Mingli gossiped about this sentence, she didn't say any more.One is that as a special assistant, she is still very busy when the president is free; the other is that although President Xiao is not yet 30 years old, he has a lot of authority because of his unsmiling, aggressive methods.Mingli also dared to gossip a little, but she would not dare to gossip deeply.

However, President Xiao's heart was indeed taken away by the little goblin.

About half a month ago, his cat confessed to him that he was originally a human being (although he had known this for a long time), and there was a way to become a human being.

Xiao Sheng accepted this setting without much struggle.This may be due to two years of being with a cat who is inherently personal and getting used to it.

However, the series of events that followed made Xiao Sheng a little dizzy.

For example, things about the system, such as the fact that his cat is going to enter the literary world.

Of course, since his cat is a human being, it doesn't seem surprising that he wants to write something.

As a person, he was suddenly struck by lightning (thinking of this, President Xiao showed a bewildered smile) and then turned into a cat. It seems that there is nothing surprising about carrying a system.

So Xiao Sheng accepted it calmly.

As for the master-servant contract attached at the end, he also accepted it.

Now the master-servant contract is only the most elementary, he can vaguely understand his cat's speech, and can see the current location of his cat from the map of Baide on his mobile phone.

It is said that with the collection of his cat's literary achievement points, the contract level will increase. After the upgrade, many new "conveniences" will appear in the contract.

Except that the name "master-servant contract" made his cat very dissatisfied, and it was very rare to stretch out its paws, drawing a few red marks on his arms that would be fine the next day, Xiao Sheng adapted well to the master-servant contract .

Since the above series of things, President Xiao has adapted well, so why is he in a daze?

President Xiao sighed.

This has to start from the beginning.

Speaking of his Tiger King, although he was frustrated once because the cat's paw code was too painful, Tiger King is confident in writing essays.

According to the master-servant contract whose translation function is not very smooth, the meaning conveyed by the translation of Tiger King's series of "meow meow meow meow" is explained. The world where Tiger King lives is different from this world. A wonderful novel that the world does not have.

"Meow~" A certain point and a certain river's novels have all been written about time travel!Trifle!These are all routines.Chu Ming raised his furry head, moved his ears, and his cat's eyes shone with satisfaction.

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A week later, Chu Ming's cat's paws were stiff, and its tail was pointing at the computer screen.In the computer lay the [-]-word beginning and the [-]-word rough outline that he had written so hard.

Xiao Sheng was rubbing his cat's paws - this is the service that Tiger King must have enjoyed since he coded, while carefully studying his cat's masterpiece.

Then, Xiao Sheng frowned enough to kill a mosquito.

"Meow?" Chu Ming asked weakly.

Xiao Sheng sighed, and said, "...it's not smooth at all."

Chu Ming burst into tears immediately.

It's not that he likes to cry, it's that the lacrimal glands in the cat's eyes are too short!When I get excited, I cry!Meow meow!Physiological structure kills me!

While caressing his cat, Xiao Sheng kept stabbing his cat with cruel words.

Commonly known as cat abuse.

When Xiao Sheng finally finished commenting on his cat's painstakingly written article, Chu Ming had already laid himself down on a piece of cat cake again to express his grief and indignation.

In fact, Xiao Sheng didn't need to say, Chu Ming himself knew the quality of the article.

When Chu Ming wrote it, he felt that the writing was very good and smooth. He wrote the legendary King Jinpeng of Lu Xiaofeng who has been popular in China for many years.However, when his enthusiasm cooled down and he went back to re-read his article, Chu Ming realized, uh, what did he write?

Although it is impossible to recite the original text, I can always remember the general plot.But after writing it out, why do you feel dry and meaningless?

Although Chu Ming already had a hunch, he still didn't want to part with the words he worked so hard to type, so he waited for the breeder to come back to read the text he wrote. Maybe he was too demanding?

Facts have proved that it is not that he is too demanding, but that he thinks too much.

"Actually, this subject matter is not new." Xiao Sheng casually clicked on one of the martial arts essays on the homepage of the Huaxia page of the World Literature Network, "You know the ending as soon as you read the beginning of what you wrote. This is called Shangguan Feiyan. , you know there is a problem. Your article is too subjective, and you can’t write detective suspense.”

"Perhaps this article itself is a good article in your world. But let's not talk about whether this article is a best-selling article in this world. Just say that the same subject matter can be written well or not. You didn't memorize the whole article , is exactly the same as what others have written, even if you know the main plot, it’s useless.” Xiao Sheng pushed Chu Ming’s head and said, “Look at the themes of these novels, aren’t they the only ones? it's the same."

In other words, regardless of the subject matter or content, it is your poor writing.

Chu Ming's cat eyes were lifeless, as if he was lying dead.

"Do you want to give up?" Chu Ming pushed the cat's head again.

Chu Ming suddenly raised his head, raised his tail, arched his back, and pursed his ears: "Meow ow ow!"

Meow meow!I don't believe it!I'm not made for this bowl of rice!

Xiao Sheng supported his forehead.Well, on the contrary, it aroused fighting spirit.

Memories are over.

President Xiao sighed again.

Aroused by his fighting spirit, Chu Ming scanned a lot of books related to writing skills from the online bookstore, and began to study them with great concentration.In addition to writing skills, he also downloaded excellent novels over the years for a fee, confirming the skills he learned from textbooks.

During this period of time, his cat has been obsessed with the world of books, completely ignoring him.This made President Xiao, who could enjoy the soft, fluffy and warm cat pillow every time he went home, very uncomfortable.

Chu Ming was reading and studying. After he harassed him a few times, Chu Ming carried the book to the cat nest on top of the tall cat shelf and read it.

Xiao Sheng looked at his own cat who was aloof, and he was too embarrassed to catch the cat down to play with him again.

He is the cold president, not a brat...

"Oh." President Xiao sighed again.

Forget it, let's go home early.I don't know how many books my cat has read, how well it has learned, whether it is too addicted to reading and forgets to eat, drink and sleep. Anyway, I am a little worried.

So President Xiao put on his coat, packed his things, carried his purse, went to the special assistant's office to say something, and skipped work again.

Mingli and Minglang: "..."

Mingming said: "Sister, I believe what you said. Mr. Xiao might really be seduced by the little goblin."

Mingli said with a paralyzed face, "Hehe, Mr. Xiao might just go back to see his cat."

clear:"……"

Don't tell me the bad joke I said in reverse, okay?Not funny at all.

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When Xiao Sheng opened the door and entered the house, he looked up and saw that his cat was sitting in the cat nest on the top of the cat climbing frame and reading a book.

It is also a cat with a soft body. If a person is clumsy like him, he must suffer from cervical spondylosis.

"Tiger King, come down to eat." Xiao Sheng raised the lunch box in his hand, "I bought high-end Japanese food on the way today, didn't you say you want to eat sashimi?"

Chu Ming pulled the bookmark into the book, carefully closed the book, put it into the cat's nest, and then jumped up and landed lightly from the top of the two-meter-high cat climbing frame.

Chu Ming stretched the cat's body: "Meow, meow."

Craving salmon roe with mayonnaise!

Xiao Sheng raised his eyebrows.He understood the sound of a cat, but why did his cat speak so loudly?Salmon roe with mayonnaise?What the hell is this smell?

"Next time." Xiao Sheng took out the lunch box and said, "Whatever you want to eat, remember to send me a text message in advance."

Chu Ming jumped on the table, squatted, and tilted his head to watch Xiao Sheng take out the food one by one, waiting for the breeder to divide the food.

The cat's paws are too inflexible, and if you want to use tools, you have to hold them with two paws.So when eating, if Xiao Sheng is around, Chu Ming will wait for Xiao Sheng to divide the food, and he can eat it with his tongue.

If Xiao Sheng went on a business trip and ordered takeaway by himself, he would have to eat with a fork in his arms.

Chopsticks... If he can use chopsticks, he is not a cat, but a cat god.

"Why, how did you learn?" Xiao Sheng asked while eating.

Chu Ming swallowed the fish in his mouth, licked his mouth, and proudly said, "Meow meow meow!"

Small success, small success!The belly draft has been typed!

Chu Ming sent a series of meows to Xiao Sheng. Even with the system, he could only hear a vague meaning, probably very proud and confident.

Xiao Sheng added a piece of high-grade tuna sashimi to Chu Ming, dipped it in wasabi and soy sauce, and put it on Chu Ming's plate: "Let me see when the outline is finished."

Chu Ming licked his tongue and swallowed the tuna sashimi whole. Then, after a shrill meow, Chu Ming fell off the table and fell completely.

Xiao Sheng looked at the soy sauce dish calmly: "Ah, I accidentally put too much mustard."

This is definitely not revenge for King Tiger's recent neglect of him.

As a president, how could he be so narrow-minded?