The enemy is catnip and I am a cat how to break [Entertainment circle]

The same monster, but the things stored in the brain are very different.

Si Jing, for example, thinks about the humanoid six gods, the little fish, and the survival plan of the cat clan. He is very concerned about the survival of the race, and he is determined to be a leading cat. He is very conscious.

As for Kan Ze, what he thinks about is burning cats with honey in the kitchen, steaming cats in front of the mirror, stewing cats with catnip flowers...

Si Jing felt that he was hopeless.

My brain is out of whack, and what I think about every day is a mess.

He straddled Kan Ze's waist, lowered his head aggressively and took a sharp breath on his arm, taking it as punishment.The millennium-old grass was taken as it was, but it seemed to be sweet and not enough, so I tapped the corners of my lips with my fingertips.

How can there be such a good thing, Si Jing raised his chin, pulled his hand up, turned his face slightly, and squinted his eyes to signal him to scratch.The cat who was scratching was dizzy, and a small purr came out of his throat, as if he was extremely comfortable, and his straight back gradually softened.

Kan Ze half hugged him, watched his eyelids gradually close, then reached out to rub the tips of his ears and his bald tail.

Just touching it casually, his hands were actually covered with a lot of hair, which was thin and long, soft and fluffy, and he could tell where it came from just by looking at it.

He was startled, then scratched the back of Si Jing's erect thin ears, and then opened his hands to look.

There are three or five more.

……

According to this trend, shouldn't he be scratched bald by him?

The kitty didn't notice it at all, and now he was so comfortable that he was about to go on a date with Zhou.Catnip Grass took her hand back as if nothing had happened, and then she was careful when cleaning, looking at the cat fur on the ground.

It was so clean that the hair from the vacuum cleaner almost clogged it.Kan Ze adjusted it quietly, and it came out into a big ball, a palm-sized fur ball stood in his hand, the solid ones were all milky-brown in color.

"..."

Catnip Grass was a little worried, and immediately replaced Si Jing with a new shampoo.

Si Jing smelled it while washing his hair, and sniffed suspiciously, "Kan Ze, what kind of smell did you buy? - so bad?"

Kan Ze said, "Ginger."

germinal.

Si Jing's legs trembled.

He still remembers the psychological shadow brought to him by ginger dishwashing liquid. When that thing washed chrysanthemums, he almost tormented him to death. After that, he walked awkwardly for a few days and always felt irritated. So he applied small mushrooms like Fengyoujing The basic function is to kill.

Now when he hears the word ginger, he gets a reflexive headache, sticks his wet head out from the bathroom door, and protests, "I don't need this."

I'm allergic to this stuff.

Kan Ze brought over a large dry towel and coaxed: "Hey, try it first."

Si Jing didn't use it, not only didn't use it, but also glared at him, very aggrieved, "Why?"

Give me a reason why I have to use it?

Catnip Grass explained: "You've lost a lot of hair recently."

He paused, then said softly, "I'm afraid—"

I'm afraid you'll be bald.

Facing the crisis of baldness, Si Jing immediately reached out and rubbed his head.The quality of his hair is somewhat similar to the state of his own hair, both soft and thin, soft to the touch, like curly, thin waves.It's just that it's not easy to take care of at ordinary times, and it's easy to curl up. At the moment, the little curly hair is dangling and untied, and the hair is fried randomly, like a lion cub.

Si Jing carefully searched his scalp like a carpet, but he didn't find any hairless.

He stood in front of the mirror, stroked his wet hair with one hand, and carefully looked at the hairline of his eyes.

The more he looked, the more Si Jing felt that he was not sure.He called to Kan Ze who was putting the bath water for him, "Come and see, has my hairline moved back?"

Kan Ze was very serious about his affairs, two leaves helped to brush and pull his hair, Kan Ze took a small ruler and measured the distance from his eyebrows to the hairline quite seriously.After being accurate to two decimal places, Catnip said: "I wrote down the data, and we will measure it in a few days."

Si Jing nodded and tugged at his coat, as if he had just discovered the New World.

"...I lost all the hair on this head?"

He stared at the fine hairs on the black sweater and muttered, feeling a sense of crisis suddenly.

"Damn it, am I really going bald?"

Everyone has a middle-aged baldness crisis, and cats are no exception, but the cats have a spring baldness crisis.At this time, the floating hairs are falling off layer by layer, like wheat, crop after crop.Because it is thin and the color is light, if you don't pay attention to it, you won't care about it, but now you take it to heart, Si Jing wandered around the room again, and his worry suddenly became stronger.

On the sofa, on the bed, and on the floor.The cat hairs fluttered in the wind like dandelion seeds, scattered in every corner.

Why is there something on Kan Ze's clothes?

He stared at it for a while, then took off a few hairs on the man's suit pants, put them in the palm of his hand and looked down.The fineness of the color is his own at first glance.

Si Jing swung his big tail over and compared it with those two hairs.

Exactly the same.

It is impossible to comfort myself that the second black fell.

"..."

Don't be like this, he is still relying on his face to make a small fish!

Si Jing called and asked Jiaolong: "If I want to make my hair more hairy, can you help me?"

Jiaolong's father is still tracking the smell from before, completely confused by his cub's sudden request, "...more hair on the head? You mean hair?"

Si Jing began to twist the fixed telephone line.

"There is a way?"

"Yes," Jiaolong said, "the old rules, let's push the hair over, like pulling a leg."

Si Jing looked at his pair of long legs, and felt that Jiaolong's plastic surgery was quite reliable, "How do you push it?"

Jiaolong tsk-tsk, "Pull off the hair from other places and put it on the head again."

Si Jing said vigilantly, "It's impossible for me to pull my tail."

That is his unique big tail!

"You don't need to pluck your tail," Jiaolong said, and suggested seriously, "Doesn't there be hair three inches below the navel in human form? It's useless if you want to, I can help you move it up."

"..."

"Or eyebrows can grow to the top of the head."

"..."

This is a thriller, right?

If the hairs in those two places move up, can you still see it?Just thinking about it makes me feel sick.

Si Jing didn't want to be a hairless melon at all, so he cut the phone decisively, "Goodbye."

... This silly dragon.

Si Jing unzipped his belt in the bathroom and studied the hair on his bottom.

The color is quite similar, and the feel is not bad, fluffy.But if it is moved up, then there will be nothing under him.

If Kan Ze saw it, wouldn't he be laughed to death?

— No, no.

Si Jingfei quickly rejected this plan in his heart.

He didn't sleep well on the pillow that night, and he didn't dare to drill into the man's arms unscrupulously like usual. His round head was fixed on the pillow, motionless, and the friction range was minimized as much as possible, as if it was sealed by a quilt.But even so, when he woke up the next day, he still saw a lot of hairs on the pillow, like grass, which had protruded against the spring breeze overnight.

Blow and give birth endlessly.

Si Jing felt that he was one step closer to being bald.

He and Kan Ze gave repeated orders: "You are not allowed to touch me in original form, and you are not allowed to touch my tail, ears, or hair in human form."

Kan Ze, who was used to burying his belly, sucking jiojio and kissing the tip of his ears, suddenly felt like the sky was falling.

He said, "Xiaohua..."

"There is no Xiao Hua," Si Dao said with a hard heart, "If you continue to squeeze me like this, I will become a bald flower."

Kissing and touching all day long, Si Jing has enough reason to suspect that the reason why his furs ran away from home was because of Kan Ze's saliva.

Holding his big tail, he emphasized again: "Don't touch it."

"..."

The thousand-year-old grass suddenly lost its fun.

It's over, his cat stopped sucking.

At any rate, Si Jing still has the self-consciousness of being popular.When it comes to traffic, appearance is indispensable. It is impossible for his younger sister fans, mother fans, daughter fans and girlfriend fans to like him with a Mediterranean hairstyle.Don't mention them, Si Jing himself can't bear it, he's such a boss, how can he bear losing his hair?

If you drop too much, you will lose your might and arrogance.

He not only gritted his teeth and used the ginger shampoo, but even asked Yuan Fang to buy a complete set of Bawang hair growth and anti-falling series, and sat on the chair and sprayed the hair growth care lotion on his head.Yuan Fang went into the bathroom, and was quite surprised when he came out, "Ancestor, you dropped all the hair there?... Oh boy, it's really a lot. We're going to accept a shampoo commercial, and we won't be able to do it by then." Shall I wash the air for the show?"

The agent has to worry about all aspects of the artist's life, and sometimes it is basically equivalent to a life nanny.Putting it here in Si Jing, it is not only equivalent to a nanny, but also equivalent to being a father and a mother. The delicate boy Yuan Fang squatted down and carefully picked up another hair from the floor, "Yes, eat more black sesame seeds."

He bought several bags of freshly ground and fried black sesame mixed with nuts for Si Jing, and Si Jing only took a sip before shaking his head, "Astringent."

still dry.

"You have to eat astringent," Yuan Fang knocked on the bowl, "There's no need to negotiate, stop haggling—if you really become bald one day, I'll let you go to the studio to replace the electric light!"

Si Jing reluctantly opened his mouth to hold it down, thinking, if Xiaoyu has enough dry meat, he might consider changing careers.

Yuan Fang fed him another spoonful, and suddenly said, "Si Jing—"

Boss Si raised his eyes to look at him, but Yuan Fang fell silent.After 2 minutes, he said: "Recently, have people from Cui's side come to look for you?"

Seeing the artist shaking his head, Yuan Fang heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's fine if you don't have one, those people with sick brains, don't let them entangle you."

Si Jing chewed a black sesame with a spoon in his mouth, and keenly sensed something from this question.

"Have they been looking for you?"

Yuan Fang patted his head and said angrily, "Open your mouth."

He took back the spoon that was bitten by the kitten, lowered his head and stirred it a few times, "I have come here...but the purpose of coming here has not been achieved. I told the studio, be careful these days Fei Fei God."

It's not that Mr. Cui is afraid of jumping over the wall in a hurry, but they are on the rise now, if they are dragged down by a jealous former company, wouldn't it be a waste.

Yuan Fang said casually: "If there is any trouble, it will be fine if they don't have time to look for it."

The boss narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

What he is best at is not solving troubles, but creating troubles for others.

Yes, that's right, it makes the cat proud to say it.

How can the title of bully in the circle come for nothing?

Seeing his expression, Yuan Fang felt a headache, and vaguely felt that this was another trouble.But if it's about the Cui family, it's not a big deal. Yuan Fang thought about it, and finally decided to hand over the matter to Si Jing. After all, his artists have expertise in this area, and they like to let others Lost his wife and lost his army.

Yuan Fang also brought over his future work plan, and the schedule was full until the second year, which was very in line with the posture that a popular artist should have.The only two slots are ready to join the group, and the rest of the time is full of brand invitations, script invitations, endorsements, catwalks, red carpets... everything is full, Si Jing turns over everything, and lays down on the sofa, completely forgetting about it.

"I'm still on vacation."

"It's almost over," Yuan Fang put away his things. "It's only been half a month. Get ready and start working."

"..."

Almost a bad cat.

Is life finally going to lay hands on me, the big guy?

-

The food this evening was a little strange.Si Jing sat at the dining table, staring at the dishes on the table one by one, and finally looked at Kan Ze with wide eyes, quite at a loss, "Where's the fish?"

The table is full of green and oily, all kinds of seasonal vegetables are on the table, all vegetarian feast.

Si Jing's mouth has been spoiled these days.Kan Ze cooks fish in different ways, and the dishes are not repeated every day, fried with pickled peppers, braised in braise, and steamed, which are almost as many as he eats cats.The key is that everything is fresh and tender. Si Jing only eats fish these days, and he is satisfied after every meal.

Now seeing the bright green color of the table, I don't have any urge to pick up chopsticks.

Si Jing didn't believe in evil, and turned over the dishes on the table, trying to see if there were two pieces of fish hidden underneath, "...there really aren't any."

He broke his mind and raised his eyes.

He is not a rabbit.

Is this table full of dishes going to force-feed him into a rabbit?

Sitting across the table, Kan Ze put vegetables into his bowl with a pleasant face, "Hey, eat more green vegetables."

The kitty is as immobile as a mountain, obviously he needs a reason.

"It's good for the body."

Ah.

"Green and healthy is the color of life."

Ha ha.

"...the veterinarian looked at the photo and said that your hair loss is due to eating too much fish and lack of vitamins."

Huh - hmm?

Kan Ze had already gone to the veterinarian in the afternoon and showed him the photo of the kitten stored in his phone.After all, a veterinarian is a professional, and at first glance, there is a spectrum in his mind, "Cats shed hair in spring, but too much is due to the lack of vitamins in the body. You don't usually eat vegetables?"

Shit Shovel Officer Kan Ze: "...I don't eat it, I only eat fish."

"How can this work?"

The veterinarian disagreed, "Cats can't be picky eaters either. Usually, you can mix a little green vegetables in cat food. You can't eat fish all the time, right?"

...I really eat fish all the time.

Catnip Grass wrote down all the doctor's orders, and changed the recipe for Si Jing when she came back.

Si Jing looked at the green color of the table in front of him, and his head hurt.

Kan Ze held another chopstick for him, and said softly, "Xiao Hua, this is the first time I have a cat."

Si Jing looked up at him.

"I may not be familiar with many places. Although I always want to give you the best, I can't really do my best."

The man's voice was deep, and it seemed a little lower than usual.

"it's all my fault."

Si Jing was a little surprised, seeing that he looked like he was blaming himself, he didn't know what was rushing in his heart for a while, it was funny, but he couldn't help but feel helpless, and there was some inexplicable discomfort, he clicked, "" How is this your mistake?"

The boss cat is like a mirror in his heart. He orders food by himself every day, and Kan Ze takes the trouble to make it for himself.

He subconsciously defended himself, "Don't talk nonsense, it has nothing to do with you."

Kan Ze lowered his head, his spirit was still listless, even the two sprouts that came out of his sleeves were listless.

Si Jing gritted his teeth.

"Well, I'll eat, I'll eat more to make up for it, okay?"

He bit the bullet and pulled a lot of green spinach into his bowl, stuffed a big mouthful into his mouth, chewed the spinach full of sweet and bitter taste, and said in a bad voice, "I'll eat more, you don't want any more This expression!"

I don't feel bad, but your expression is really ugly.

Si Jing took down a large bowl without saying a word, and ate a lot of vegetables.After eating, Kan Ze wiped his whole body with something, saying it was good for his hair.Si Jing didn't understand either, so he turned over his hairy belly and let him touch it, thinking about the lonely look of the man just now, he even gave his belly to his hands, rubbing it nonchalantly.

Kan Ze's hand sank into the soft fluff, as if he was touching a warm water bag.These days, Si Jing has been fed some small meat by him, his belly is round, his hair is still fine, but his face is slightly rounder, and he is one step closer to the round-headed hairball, which is more attractive than before pain.

Xu Shi was frightened by his expression just now, but Si Daxie is extraordinarily gentle today, licking his lips, and calling out are soft, sweet, full of comfort.

"Meow-"

Rubbing his head against his palms, he squinted his eyes.The short-legged cat shook his body, asking him to rub his belly harder.

Er Hei on the side was jealous, trotted all the way over, stretched out his long tongue, and licked Si Jing's head vigorously, like a mother beast licking a cub.The hair on the top of Si Jing's head was wet from being licked by it. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was a German black back. He closed his olive blue eyes lazily again, and continued to hum, "Mi woo..."

With a sound, the heart of the cry weakened.

It makes people want to contract him a lifetime of dried fish.

Si Jing also offered a meat pad.The four meat pads were grabbed and kissed again and again, and their lips were leaning against each other vigorously. The boss was not angry, let alone kicked Kan Ze, and just lay with squinted eyes, which seemed to want to make the man happy again.Even as soon as the man's hand touched his back, he automatically sent his head over.

After sending it over, Si Jing was startled for a while.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had done this.

He also suddenly realized that he hadn't had a nightmare for a long time.

Those blood and knives seemed to be submerged in dust and smoke.In the spring of previous years, Si Jing would repeatedly recall the scene when he drew his knife and chopped off his head. The feeling of the sharp knife piercing his chest and sinking into his flesh often made him shudder.

Si Jing is not a born killer.He even loathed the word killing.

Although I don't feel guilty or regret it, the things left in the past are not so easily erased.He recalled that the self at that time was more like a hysterical beast whose head was controlled by hatred, went mad, stumbled and killed.

That's not a good feeling.The blood from that time seems to still flow to his feet now.

All I have are nightmares, recurring dreams.It was like this every spring, as if God had made up his mind to torture him.

This year is the first spring that Si Jing didn't even dream about.Apart from God's punishment, he can be said to live freely, and even enjoy some happiness from such days.

— how wonderful.

Thinking about these two words, Si Jing no longer felt extravagant.

He let Kan Ze kiss his forehead, while Er Hei whimpered excitedly and sprayed hot air around him, slowly and subconsciously repeating those two words earnestly.

How good.

This is a home.

-

The arrangement for Wang Yuan's audition came down quickly, and in two days later, several important supporting actors would also go there together to play and find their feelings.

Si Jing performed quite brilliantly.

When he stood on the simple shelf and looked down in heavy imperial attire, even Wang Yuan's heart trembled - although he didn't know how Si Jing did it, but at this moment, he I really feel that this young man's eyes are full of thousands of rivers and mountains.

It seems that the vast territory has shrunk and been stuffed in.

The beacon fire in the distance was lit in his eyes, Wang Yuan tasted that look again and again, and finally nodded.

"Better than I thought."

He didn't hesitate to praise Si Jing.

"At first, I thought it might be because the image and temperament were more in line, but now it seems that you can taste something deeper, and you have the pride of a king," Wang Yuan said, and the pen in his hand marked Si Jing's name. After a while, he raised his head and finally raised the corners of his lips, showing a rare gentle smile on his usually serious face, "Have a nice cooperation, you will be the young male lead of "Out of the Frontier"."

Si Jing stretched out his hand and briefly shook hands with the other party.

"Pleasant to work with."

The production of the film was officially announced soon.Wang Yuan hadn't made any publicity before this, and many insiders didn't know what movie he was preparing for. Now that they got the news, they knew it must be a blockbuster movie, and they all regretted it. For a month, Se also wanted to force himself into the crew.

Even if it's just a supporting role.In such a blockbuster, even if it is Shibaban, it is enough to show off capital.

Everyone in the circle is guessing the hero.The fans guessed the most fiercely. The male actors who are still active in the entertainment industry and have a little reputation are basically pulled out and slipped away.Si Jing, Kan Ze, and Bai Hongli all failed to escape, and each of them was guessed a lot.

Fans of Kan Ze have always been modest and low-key, and took them away with Si Jing from the studio: "No appointment, no appointment, it's not too long since Si Jing and Kan Ze debuted, and we still need to learn a lot from the seniors. about."

Si Jing's fans also shook their heads, "We, Si Jing, are still newcomers in the film industry, please don't."

"Tear it up, senior fans, and take Si Jing away, so I won't accompany you anymore."

"Take away—"

...Ah?

I can't carry it away.

Si Jing's big fan swallowed, his eyes widened.

Is it because her prescription of glasses is high again?

The leading actor in the crew's official blog...

It seems to be Si Jing?