Star Path Divination Room

One didn't pay attention, and the black cat ran out.Zhong Liran opened the door suddenly, startled Tiantian outside the door, and immediately bounced: "What's the matter?"

Zhong Liran: "Black cat! Go contact the people at Qianying Base and find that black cat!"

Zisang was in the room, tilting her head and shouting outside: "If you find her, hit her right away. It's best to hit her if she's limped! Don't let her run away!"

"What black cat?" Tiantian was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came back to his senses, "Zi Sang, you are too cruel!? How cute is the kitten! You can do it!"

Zisang made this idiot so angry that he yelled at her anxiously: "I can't move my legs, she was lucky that I didn't kill her, run fast! If you talk nonsense, you will stand up for her!"

Zhong Liran pushed Tiantian's back: "Hurry up! If you can't find the cat later, your salary will be deducted!"

Zisang couldn't really discount the human legs, but with the salary linked, Tiantian didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and ran out to find someone in a hurry.

When Zhong Liran returned to the room, seeing that Zisang was still grinning in pain, he frowned and pulled her hand over to look carefully.I couldn't see why through the gauze, but it felt good to hold Zisang's little hand.

Zhong Liran was used to treating female hooligans, so she couldn't help but feel a little lustful.

Zisang patted her away, and pulled out his hand: "Are you a doctor?" After getting angry, Zisang sat in the middle of the wheelchair, and his shoulders slumped in frustration.

Zhong Liran said, "Not at all."

Hearing this, Zisang squinted his eyes halfway, and his phoenix eyes were lifted up, clearly showing a charming look.But the eyes are empty, they are placed there empty, and there is no taste to be seen.

Zhong Liran continued: "It's not so embarrassing. Isn't there a solution?"

Zisang asked, "What way?"

Zhong Liran: "Just transfer."

Zisang let out a breath of foul air: "Exchange with your strength? Then put two unlucky people together, do you expect the negative to be positive?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhong Liran opened his peach blossom eyes slightly, then narrowed them again, and suppressed a smile.Zhong Liran looked very happy, and asked Zisang, "Are you going to spend time with me?"

Zisang: "..."

This bastard bastard, when is he still thinking about these things!

Zisang is in a hurry again.Zhong Liran saw that her temper had become more and more irritable recently, and she vaguely felt a little abnormal.Zisang has always held grudges very much, but he was not so impatient before. He could always calm down and lie dormant in everything, waiting for the time of revenge.

When we first met, she said a wrong sentence, but she could hold back her energy and return it an hour later.

Zhong Liran suspected that the influence of the black cat on her was not only physical, but also spiritual.In short, this matter must be resolved as soon as possible, otherwise the two of them will not feel at ease if they want to live a happy life.

Zhong Liran said before Zisang could vent his anger, "It's something that can't be seen or touched. Do you think it's all due to luck that I got here today? Today's phone call was a coincidence, but you think, if I don't know Brother Wang, can you fight out?"

Obviously it was Zhong Liran who wanted to sacrifice, but in the end it was not she who persuaded her to show dedication, but she bitterly persuaded herself to accept the kindness calmly.

Zisang felt that he was doing quite well.

Zhong Liran added: "People get what they believe in. I don't think people's luck can just be taken away? It's a natural thing. If it is exhausted, it will be broken for a while, and then it will come back slowly. During this time, I We won't starve to death if we eat our laurels."

Zisang said sullenly, "I have nothing for you."

Zhong Liran spoke very quickly, and came out smoothly: "Just give me your person, and I don't need anything else."

Zisang: "..."

Zhong Liran saw that she was speechless, but she didn't refute, so he was amused for a long time.Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Zhong Liran quickly changed the topic, maybe she would be annoyed again if she went any further, it would be wise to stop at the best point.

Zhong Liran loves to take advantage, but the occasion is still very clear.

"Let's not talk about these things for now. In fact, this matter comes in order, that is, the last divination is more difficult. Don't you have any clue?"

"Don't talk about the last one. I don't have a clue about the first two. How can I dance like this? There is also filming, and Jiang Qianling is stuck. Who knows what she will do."

Zhong Liran thought for a while, stood up, walked behind Zisang, pushed the wheelchair and walked out.

"It's useless to think so much. The black cat is hard to find. It comes and goes without a trace. It's probably impossible to touch it. But the film still has to be filmed. You can't go anywhere this time. Just stay with me." !"

Ever since Zhong Liran talked about the issue of luck, Zisang has been completely intimidated.Take someone short-handed, eat others soft-mouthed, even take a person's luck, and let him discipline him like a grandson, that can only be tolerated.

Zhong Liran was delighted to see Zisang being so obedient. During the filming, he had two ngs in a row. No matter how good-tempered the non-mainstream director was, he yelled, "Sister Aran, what's the matter with you? This one is meant to be serious and dull." , you are smiling like a flower, pregnant?"

Zhong Liran still smiled and said, "I'm married to a wife!" After speaking, he glanced at Zisang, until Zisang's face turned dark.

The director looked at the two people's eyebrows, covered his eyes and shouted: "You're blind, you're blind! Sister Aran, do you still want your title of model worker? Otherwise, I'll get you down today!"

Zi Sang waved to Zhong Liran, and Zhong Liran turned his head and said to the director, "I'm going to find a status", then turned and ran over happily.

Zisang rubbed on the wheelchair: "I want to go to the bathroom."

When Zhong Liran pushed her to go to the public bathroom, he suddenly remembered: "Oh, my brain! There is no toilet seat here!"

Zisang: "... I will only follow you when my brain is scratched by a cat."

Zhong Liran: "The public toilets are also not clean, and they can't be used for you."

As a result, the two squatted in the cubicle in a strange posture. Someone outside was washing their hands, and they heard howling one after another inside.

"Hey hold on to me! I, I, I—"

"Don't worry, it's fine."

"Try it like this!? You still tell me it's okay?"

"Then we are finished, how are we going to live?"

"Zhong Liran, I really want to kill you now!"

"This is a toilet, not a cafeteria."

"To shut up!"

The one who washed the hands quietly called out, "Aran?"

The voice inside immediately fell silent, and after a while, Zhong Liran heard a chuckle: "Xiaomeng...it's okay, the lines are right!"

Xiaomeng: "..."

Zhong Liran checked his lines once in the bathroom, and after returning home, he got into the mood, keeping one line until the end of work.In the end, Zhong Liran told the newcomers in a serious manner that the toilet is a good place to find status, and that ng can try it when he is scolded by the director.

Zisang glanced at her, thinking that there were so many people around her, why didn't anyone slap her?

After the work was over, the director originally wanted to follow Zisang for dinner, but after hesitating for a long time with Zisang, Zhong Liran pushed his forehead: "I went home to live in a world of two, do you want to follow?"

"You bought a new house, so you don't want to make a fortune?"

"Even if you make a fortune, you still need to find a fortune teller to see a good life. Don't even think about it today."

Zhong Liran happily took Zisang home, and called the supermarket to deliver some fresh vegetables on the way.After returning home, she put Zisang on the sofa, and then went to the kitchen, saying that she wanted to show off her cooking skills, and promised to let Zisang submit to her cooking skills.

Zisang was bored searching for videos on the sofa. The remote control of the set-top box was not very easy to use, and it was very laborious.In the kitchen, there was the sound of vegetables being poured into the oil pan, and the sound of pots and pans banging and dinging, which was very lively.

Zisang noodles are still thin.If someone provokes her, she can return it ten times and a hundred times back.But when others treat her well, she feels uncomfortable.She thought that she wanted Zhong Liran's luck, and asked her to wait for her to wash and go to the toilet. Not to mention her, now she wants her to wait for her to eat.

Just pretending to be a grandson doesn't seem to be enough.

The more Zisang thought about it, the more he couldn't sit still, stretched out his hand and pulled the wheelchair to the side of the sofa, propped it up with his arms, tried many times, and was able to move himself in.It's just that the legs are still dragging by the side, crooked, and one of the slippers is missing, which is ugly to death.

Zisang sighed, moved his legs up, put them on the pedals, pushed one outer wheel awkwardly with one hand, and with the palm of the other hand, managed to get himself to the kitchen door.

Zisang opened the glass door and looked up at Zhong Liran: "Have you finished choosing the dishes?"

Zhong Liran looked back and was very surprised: "Yo! The progress is good!"

With one foot still bare, Zisang repeated embarrassingly: "Bring the dishes, and I'll choose for you."

Zhong Liran took out a fish from the basin and put the pestle directly in front of Zisang.The fish was still struggling, throwing Zisang's foul-smelling water.

Zhong Liran: "Come help me kill the fish?"

"...You kill yourself."

Zisang wiped off the drops of water on his face, and was about to turn back and continue watching TV.Zhong Liran stopped her again: "Where are your shoes?"

"I dropped it and can't pick it up."

If the legs are not strong enough, it is difficult to control the bending action, and it is easy to fall if the burial is deep.Since Zisang was discharged from the hospital and came to live with Zhong Liran, her sense of security has dropped to a negative value. She would rather not wear shoes than take that risk—it feels too bad to be floating in mid-air. How about going down?

Zhong Liran's hand was greasy, and before he could speak, Zisang's cell phone rang, and the two of them didn't say anything else.By the time Zisang managed to find his phone with one and a half hands, it was already the third time the other party came in.

It is the director of the TV station, saying that the program planning has been made and the details have been perfected.Zisang gave him an email address, but seeing that he was hesitant to send it, he didn't want to send it.Zisang looked back at the kitchen, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait, I'll call you back later."

Director: "What do you mean?"

Zisang didn't hide anything: "I'm trying to persuade Zhong Liran, if you can pull her in, are you afraid that there won't be any clicks?"

The director is stupid.

Zisang hurriedly added: "However, Zhong Liran also depends on your detailed plan. If it is of no value, she will not participate."

The director also gritted his teeth: "Just wait for me! I'll go and change it!"

Zhong Liran came out of the kitchen while wiping the drops of water on his hands, and asked, "Whose phone is it?"