Neptune was captured by the Vinegar Kings!

In the hot rented room, Han Feimo was gluing puzzle pieces.

I put the drawing paper that was torn into pieces from the neighbor’s little boy’s bag and assembled them one by one. I took out another piece of drawing paper that was newly bought and the same size as the original album, and spread it evenly with glue. The childlike colorful paintings were moved over and glued on.

The well-behaved big cat didn't make trouble, and lay down next to him for a while, maybe it felt hot, so it left for a while.The anti-theft net on the window sill was locked, but Han Feimo was not worried that the cat would fall and concentrated on painting.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

Han Feimo thought it was He Chaochuan next door who brought cat supplies, but when he opened the door, he found that the transparent grilled oyster lunch box He Chaochuan was holding was so similar to the one he bought tonight!

He Chaochuan lowered his head, took out the transparent lunch box in embarrassment, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, my cat brought it here. It, it doesn't know that it's stealing. I'll return it to you."

Han Feimo: "..."

Han Feimo turned his head and saw that the face of the old orange who was squatting on the ground had collapsed, showing an old cat expression of "baby, dad is very disappointed in you" to He Chaochuan.

It vaguely felt Han Feimo's gaze again, glanced at Han Feimo, and lay down with its ears drooped, looking very guilty.

Han Feimo frowned slightly: "Delayed, the child, it should be sent to school!"

He Chaochuan held the lunch box without moving, and tilted his head, as if he didn't understand.

Han Feimo snorted twice, raised his claws and walked towards the fat old orange cat, grinning ferociously and said: "No wonder, the first time you saw me, you came in through the window! No wonder you ignored the master , It turned out to be, Andu, Chen Cang! Hmph! The perpetrator, you should pay the price for your actions!"

He Chaochuan said anxiously, "I'll return it to you."

Afraid that the old orange cat would be beaten, he stiffened his fists and crossed the door into the house, trying to stop Han Feimo's actions, but the next moment, he couldn't help laughing out loud.

I saw Han Feimo swooping like a tiger, squatting down ferociously, and the old orange cat's face was touched by a pair of claws!

Nimao stroked it a few times, and the old orange cat's face was fluffy and flew up, and its hairstyle was adjusted into Oboi's exploding facial hair shape, turning into a helpless fat male lion with drooping eyes. Unpretentiously released the look of "father is very disappointed in you".

He Chaochuan turned his head sideways, retracted his hardened fist just now, and pressed it against his lips.Obviously he shouldn't laugh at his old cat, but the corners of his raised lips couldn't be suppressed.

Maybe it's been too long since I laughed.

Smoothed out by life, running around for the old cat's illness and food, homeless, wandering alone, everyone in the entertainment company stepping on the ground, not having a single reliable friend... He Chaochuan hasn't laughed for a long time , and even felt that Han Feimo, who was angry and fierce while rua cat and stammered scolding cat, was kind of cute.

Han Feimo didn't calm down, and continued to rua the cat!Cursing while rua: "Thieves, cats, let you, green me, let you, steal my things, raise, wild man, hum!"

Aobai Fat Lion gradually narrowed his eyes due to rua, and even lay down with his belly turned out, acting like I am a rua fat cat, what can you do with me, why don't you just forgive my arrogance and enjoy it look!

Han Feimo's cheeks bulged.

Seeing He Chaochuan, the wild man raised by cats, he felt that the boy was cuter.

He put down the grilled oyster lunch box and looked around Han Feimo's rented room, and saw that he didn't even have a wardrobe, desk, and dining table. He had several sets of clean clothes folded at the foot of the bed, the walls of the house were bare, and there were torn and assembled paintings on the floor Paper, He Chaochuan's smile froze immediately.

It seems that the neighbor boy is just making money occasionally, and having a good time.Maybe, like him, he left his hometown to seek a living. In a big city with a fast pace of life, because he was too poor and stuttered, he had no friends to talk to. Seeing him answering the question of saving noodles and drinking water, It was only because of the method of money that he asked him to share the food.

And he just refused.

His cat also stole someone's hard-won supper.

A deep apology welled up in his heart, and He Chaochuan apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm still here for your supper, you can eat it."

Han Feimo stopped the rua cat, "hummed", and said, "I don't eat things sent by people who don't understand."

He Chaochuan: "..."

It's revenge, cute.

After Han Feimo finished speaking, he pointed to the unfinished jigsaw puzzles on the ground, and said, "Finish, give me, and glue them. After eating, my things, you and your cat are both... my coolie, Already!"

He Chaochuan was silent, and said: "Okay."

He looked at his own chubby cat again, and said with a smile: "How can Lao Cheng be a coolie?"

Han Feimo smiled, put aside Lao Cheng who had been turned into a fat lion by rua, spread out the drawing paper, and said treacherously: "Being me, a model, I want to draw down its ugly photos!"

The fluffy lion-like old orange cat obviously didn't understand, and didn't think it was ugly. It lay down, showing its belly, and hooked its paws at Han Feimo.

Obviously very satisfied with Han Feimo's rua cat technology.

Han Feimo ignored him, and grabbed the paintbrush with his left and right hands, starting from the fluffy facial hair, and drew the thief cat.

After a while, an old cat with drooping eyes, full of the look of "you are too disappointed in the father and the cub", and an old cat whose hair was messed up by rua appeared on the paper.

This speed-

He Chaochuan was shocked, and praised: "This, the painting is finished so quickly."

It also looks like a real cat!

Every detail is revealed!It already looks like a real cat before it is colored, but if it is colored, it will be completely old orange from his family.

The old cat was still begging to be petted, but when it saw the painting, it rolled on the spot, turned over, stretched out its paws at the cat painting, and slapped it fiercely!

Han Feimo grabbed the nape of the old cat, Mao Destiny, and hugged the cat aside.He Chaochuan walked over distressedly, fearing that the cat's paw would hurt, he took out a towel from his trouser pocket and wiped off the lead powder on the cat's paw pad.

As soon as the old cat's claws were wiped clean, it immediately got angry and squatted on He Chaochuan's ass, as if it was jealous.

He Chaochuan laughed, and explained: "I sometimes feed stray cats downstairs, and my trouser legs get rubbed, and Lao Cheng also ignores me like this, as if I'm having an affair."

After a pause, he praised again: "Your painting skills are really powerful, fast and good, so you can pretend to be real. Then, those torn paintings on the ground shouldn't be drawn by you?"

The paintbrush stitched together on the ground is immature, with a childlike style, which is on a different level from Han Feimo's mature and realistic cat paintings.

Han Feimo gave a "hmm" and said, "Yes, it was painted by the boy from the opposite household. His mother said that the paint costs money, tear it up and throw it away."

He Chaochuan took the initiative to answer: "You help him pick it up and stick it on."

Teenagers are so nice.

It turns out that there are not only people who step on the ground and praise the heights in this world, but also people who silently extend a helping hand, right by his side.

But He Chaochuan was not moved for a few seconds, and Han Feimo corrected him: "You are mine, coolie! It's you, responsible for sticking."

He Chaochuan: "...OK."

Under the gratified eyes of the old cat, He Chaochuan finished eating the oysters, carefully applied glue to the drawing paper, and glued the torn drawings to the drawing paper piece by piece.

He Chaochuan's stomach was full for the first time, and he no longer had throbbing pains. Noisy and fireworks could be heard from the densely packed buildings in the village in the city. Inside, the lights were soft and the time was peaceful.The young artist drew cats one by one, painted barbecues, and painted the scenery of the commercial street. With the sound of brushes brushing, the fat cats and cats snooze contentedly and get along well.

He Chaochuan sat a little further away, so as not to infect others with the smell of unwashed hair.

Glue the torn drawings, as if sticking to the broken painting dream of a little boy, piece by piece, all spliced ​​together.Even though his dream of being an actor is broken, he can only pin his regrets on protecting his children's dream of painting, but this way of protecting his children's dreams still comforts him.

It took a long time to finish gluing it carefully, and He Chaochuan found that there was a garbage bag in the corner of the room, which still contained shredded paper.

He Chaochuan asked: "Are those too? Do you want to stick together?"

Han Feimo looked up from the drawing and said, "It's his painting, but don't stick to it."

"why?"

"Others help him walk, 99 steps, but he also needs to take his own step, ah."

What Han Feimo kept was an intimate painting of a family of three.

Although the brushstrokes are immature, the mother in the painting is gentle and gentle, and she is extremely beautiful. She is not the vicious mother who tore the painting back in the day.

After He Chaochuan finished his coolie work, he diligently mopped and swept the floor of Han Feimo's house, sweeping away all the cat hair, and then returned to the rented house with his cat in his arms.

Before falling asleep, he lay on the bed, rua the smooth cat fur, thinking about Han Feimo.

He had never met anyone like Han Feimo.

Han Feimo's attitude towards him was the same as that towards ordinary people.He will not step on the low and praise the high, will not be nice to him for no reason, will not covet his beauty, will not dislike him for not washing his hair, will not pity him for being poor, and will take revenge on him and his cat cutely, It's very comfortable to get along with.

The point is, his cat loves it too.

The gaze and intuition of animals, like his old orange, will always get close to people who are really kind to them.

Han Feimo's painting skills are so good, and he draws so fast, Long Yue will not continue to live in the village in the city in the future.

Then, can he still have such a lovely neighbor?

After two years of logistics, can he still fulfill his dream of being an actor?

On the weekend of the next day, Han Feimo brought his sketches and went to the commercial street to set up a stall.

The courier I bought yesterday hasn’t arrived yet, and today’s stalls are still sketches.

Qin Yiqin regretted not seeing the small art booth after dinner yesterday.Early this morning, he came to the branch office and continued to inspect.

The whole branch immediately trembled! !

Because, when Qin Yiqin was expressionless, his expression was stern, as if he was putting on a bad face, as if he was very dissatisfied with their branch office! !

The managers quietly asked Qin Yiqin's assistant in fear and fear, and asked Mr. Qin what his company was dissatisfied with, and asked the assistant to express it clearly.

The assistant was also confused, and told the managers to work normally, and Mr. Qin's opinions were all mentioned in yesterday's meeting.

In this way, the efficiency of the entire branch has soared a lot.

Qin Yiqin found an office with floor-to-ceiling windows. After finishing a day's work, he looked down from top to bottom and finally saw a small art booth.

The cold face melted away, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his lips.

He didn't even see the person who bought the painting, and the cutie was really squatting at him.

Can only squat him.

Gee.

I wasn't there at noon yesterday, so I should have gone to eat.

Qin Yiqin walked downstairs leisurely.

The managers looked at his tall back as he left, and the invisible pressure covering their hearts suddenly relaxed, and their tense bodies also relaxed.

But then, it quickly tensed up again.

It's almost noon, Mr. Qin may just go to have lunch, he will definitely ask about the progress when he comes back! !

The managers frantically urged their subordinates, but Qin Yiqin was in a good mood.

Today the cutie still stutters when she speaks, she is really a shy cutie.

When Han Feimo saw Qin Yiqin, it was as if he had seen 60!Who doesn't love money, so he took the initiative to say: "Sir, I saw you again, thank you, sir, yesterday's painting, I ate a lot of good things."

Qin Yiqin stepped forward with his long legs and sat down on the small stool next to him, with his back straight: "What a good thing."

Han Feimo happily took out the sketches of the barbecue meal and the shrimp dumplings and red rice sausages that he drew last night, and said, "Eat, so much! It's delicious!"

Qin Yiqin glanced at him.

The little cutie was very happy and extremely excited. The soft hair on her head was lifted up like a mood, and her eyes were shining brightly, giving Qin Yiqin a feeling that for a mere 60, he could see such a cute and beautiful little cutie.

Not bad.

Qin Yiqin said succinctly: "Draw it, I bought it."

Han Feimo smiled and said, "I'll give it to you. I also bought paint, which can be used to color the previous paintings. Can I add you, WeChat, so that I can contact you conveniently."

Qin Yiqin: "Yes."

But in my heart:

Gee.

Xiao shyly stuttered after chasing him, it took a lot of courage to speak out completely.

cute.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

He Chaochuan: I want to be neighbors with Xiaomo (clench fist)

Qin Yiqin: Hehe, Xiaomo and I are living together.

He Chaochuan:? ?

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A new cover for the cute stickman!Super cute!

Thanks @狐生有梦 for the beautiful hand-painted cover!