You can't hurt the actor who is reborn as a cat

Bon Voyage.

Xia Chen who got the kidney machine also seemed to have forgotten the sadness of his body, and hummed happily.

Lu Zhicheng's speed is not too fast, but the speed of a sports car can be so slow, but within 15 minutes, they arrived at Lu Zhicheng's house in the film and television city.

Xia Chen, who has been in the film and television city for such a long time, unexpectedly does not know that there is such a building in an extremely remote place in the film and television city, and all the people living in it are celebrities he can name.

From the outside, the 80s old house will definitely be overlooked. When you walk in, you will realize how low-key and luxurious the decoration is.

Xia Chen, who was stuffed into his pocket by the male god, stared at everything around him dumbfounded. He didn't close his cat's mouth until he got on the elevator.

"Meow." If this place is seen by fans, it might be crazy.

Xia Chen himself was actually a fan of the rumors, and the person who made him crazy was naturally the male god who was hanging on his body at the moment.

He thought that the male god was a noble and glamorous white lotus, but after getting in touch with him, he discovered that Lu Zhicheng was actually a warm-hearted man with a cold face and a warm heart.

It seems that he is very indifferent to everything, but he is very tolerant and generous to his subordinates and pets, which can be said to have completely changed Xia Chen's impression of male gods.

But such a male god is even more attractive.Thinking of this, Lu Zhicheng had already brought Xia Chen to the door of his room.

Lu Zhicheng's room is on the top floor, just like his status in the entertainment circle, he looks down on everyone like an emperor.It was an ordinary two-bedroom room, but because of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, it looked extraordinarily spacious and bright.Through the window, he could have a panoramic view of everything in the film and television city. The first thing Xia Chen did when he entered the door was to run to the floor-to-ceiling windows to look outside.

"Erhuang, pay attention to safety." Although he knew that the kitten would not fall, Lu Zhicheng couldn't help reminding.

He even began to plan to replace the weak-looking floor-to-ceiling windows with solid brick walls.However, this idea only appeared for a second before it was dispelled by self-deprecating.

"It's okay, it won't fall."

The enthusiastic Xia Chen walked back and forth in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, trying in vain to have a panoramic view of all the scenery. Seeing that he was having fun, Lu Zhicheng stopped interfering with his wishes, packed up his things and started working.

Half a minute later, with a plop, a certain cat jumped onto the big bed and buried his head in the warm blanket.

Puzzled, Lu Zhicheng walked up to Erhuang and squeezed Erhuang, but saw Erhuang's expression of lovelessness.

"My meow is so fat..." Xia Chen, who saw his figure from the floor-to-ceiling window, cried to the male god heartbroken.

Lu Zhicheng didn't take it seriously at all: "What's wrong with being fat, I just like fat kittens, I believe there is nothing wrong with my aesthetics."

Xia Chen's eyes lit up, and he said pleasantly: "Male god, you said you like me?"

As soon as he spoke, he regretted it.Love this question, it's really not appropriate to bring it up, especially when he is a cat.

Lu Zhicheng was silent for a while, but in the end he just patted Xia Chen's head lightly.

Xia Chen, who was ready to be perfunctory and ignored, suddenly heard a magnetic voice softly said: "Yes."

yes……

A warm feeling instantly surrounded Xia Chen's entire body.Just because of these two words, Xia Chen felt that he could almost gain another ten catties.

"I like rhubarb too." Lu Zhicheng said immediately.

Xia Chen: "..."

It seemed that something was sour, and it began to ferment in my heart. I wanted to say something, but I couldn't open it.

For the male god, Rhubarb and Erhuang are the same favorites. A dog and a cat are both his pets.

Just being a pet might be enough for Rhubarb, but it wasn't enough for him.

Xia Chen felt that he couldn't tell whether his feelings for Lu Zhicheng were pure fans versus idols.

Nesting on the bedside, I couldn't help thinking about the answer to this question, until the sky was dark, and then all the light disappeared, and night shrouded the earth.

Lu Zhicheng worked non-stop in front of the computer, although Xia Chen didn't understand what he was busy with.

The loneliness that he had never felt before made this night difficult, and Xia Chen even began to miss the slightly noisy Qin Yang.

Slowly, sleepiness swept over his whole body.

From hair to breathing, they all fell into a deep sleep.

Hearing the familiar snoring sound, Lu Zhicheng put down the mouse, walked to the big bed, and covered Erhuang with the quilt.

"Good night."

The eyes in the dark are as calm as lake water, but if you look carefully, the tenderness in those eyes is something that even Lu Zhicheng himself can't imagine.

Early the next morning.

As soon as Xia Chen opened his eyes, he knew that he had overslept again.

The bed beside him was empty, obviously, the male god had already left.

Getting up from the bed with a tumbling, Xia Chen found the little note left by the male god on the pillow.

There are only four simple words: "Go home at noon."

Looking up at the watch, it was already nine o'clock in the morning, and it was about three or four hours before Lu Zhicheng returned home.

Without even thinking about it, Xia Chen turned back into a human body. After getting dressed and washing up, he held an iPad in his hand and began to look up the script of "The Past".

Although it is said that using the search system must consume a hundred fan points every time, but as the saying goes, money must be used wisely, and fan points are of course the same.

Although he graduated from a serious film school, he has theoretical knowledge but not much practical experience.

In fact, Lu Zhicheng chose him as Lu Yun's candidate, and he is no exception, because after reading the script, he will find that his current image is really suitable for Lu Yun's character setting.

From appearance to personality, there is nothing like it.

Even the hidden sexuality is so amazingly consistent.

But this doesn't mean that Xia Chen can play this role easily, for him, the challenge is even greater.

How to perfectly combine the appearance with the charm, this is the most important problem he needs to face at present.

"I just like you, nothing else."

"Is it wrong to like someone?"

"I'm sorry, it's my fault."

In the whole play, he only has these three lines of lines, which are simple and clear, but it shows the tragedy of Lu Yun's fate.

Falling in love with a man seems to be an unforgivable original sin in the eyes of some people.Before being reborn, Qin Ruohai was one of those people who stubbornly believed that there should never be any relationship between men other than friendship and family affection, so after Lu Yun confessed to him, he chose to drive him out.

Qin Ruohai didn't know how much his actions would indelibly hurt this boy who was born with heart disease. When he knew it, regrets were useless.

For Qin Ruohai, this was just a small regret in his life, but for Lu Yun, it was the price of his entire life.

Qin Ruohai was reborn, so he chose to avoid Lu Yun, and Lu Yun survived as he imagined.

It's just that Qin Ruohai never thought about whether Lu Yun, who lost him in his life, would be happier than before.

Lu Yun in "The Past" is just a small male number, he has few lines, but he has a very strong sense of presence.

It can be said that this role will definitely attract fans, especially die-hard fans.Similarly, if the acting is not good, then it may disappear from the crowd and disappear under the aura of the protagonist of the male god.

Although the light of my own little firefly candle dare not compete with the sun and the moon.

But Xia Chen still wanted to let this ray of light last a little longer, a little longer...