Star Cat [Entertainment]

In September, the weather is slightly cool, and it is the comfortable season after midsummer. Lan Mumu rubbed her sleepy eyes in the sun, her hazel eyes staring dully at the small tent propped up by the thin quilt below, curled up instinctively, her eyes Narrowed into a line, want to lick hair.

The wrist exposed outside the quilt was a little cold, which awakened Lan Mumu's mind, looking at the porcelain white arm of the original owner who had been depilated, the cat was a little crazy.

"Ah, my hair is all bald, it's gone!"

"Damn it, the cat is dressed as a stupid two-legged beast, how can it still be in heat?"

Rolling round and round on the soft quilt, Lan Mumu basked in the sun for a while before struggling to get out of bed.

The toothbrush stayed in the mouth for less than three seconds before throwing it back into the cup, muttering.

"Human beings can't think about it. They don't eat so many delicious foods. The first thing they do when they wake up is to eat spicy foam. They have no appetite for breakfast."

Putting down the toothbrush, he picked up the bottles and cans reluctantly, his pretty face full of despair.

"Human beings are really troublesome. After half an hour of smearing and tinkering, they are still so ugly. We cats have round eyes and big colored contact lenses."

It has been a week since she became a human being, and Lan Mumu misses her days as a cat very much.

I miss the fur I have raised for decades, the shiny orange fur, which shines in the sun, provokes the stray female cats nearby to circle around him. None of the female creatures.

I miss the days when I was a cat. I ate and slept every day. I spent the rest of the time basking in the sun and dozing off. It’s not like now. I train all day, practice performances, and I’m so tired that I want to collapse into a cat cake.

Occasionally, I miss the shit shovel officer, forget it, I still miss him.

It doesn't matter if he is so stingy that he doesn't give him snacks every day. If it weren't for the guy who shoveled shit always thinking about his balls, he wouldn't have an accident on the way away from home, and unfortunately he would be dressed as a human.

Heck, it's just a stupid Twoleg, what's there to think about.

As a cat, he can't remember how many names he has had. Every poop shoveler will name him self-righteously, and there will be a bunch of "Hua Hua, meow..." If it weren't for the delicious canned food He was too lazy to deal with her.

He didn't know whether it was a stage name or a real name for the name Lanmumu. Anyway, he didn't have the memory of the original owner. It was all supported by the outstanding imitation skills of the cat family. After a week, no one found anything abnormal.

It's also fortunate that he, the cat spirit, transmigrated onto a human body. I can't imagine what a tragedy would happen if it was a genuine pet cat that opened its eyes and woke up to be a human being.

With felines' usual slow movements and fugues from time to time, Lan Mumu was already late when he arrived at the company.

"Ding——" During rush hour, the elevator is full of people.

Lan Mumu waved his hand naturally, signaling the people inside to go up first, and he will wait for the next time.

"Come up! What's that... Lan... Lan? Why are you still dawdling? Your rehearsals have begun."

The closed elevator door slowly opened again, and a familiar scolding sound pierced into my ears.

Lan Mumu was leaning against the wall to take a nap, his whole body trembled, his legs were put together, and through a dozen pairs of curious eyes, he looked at his former shit shoveler, a well-known star in the entertainment circle, with some fear, Also the producer and mentor of the reality TV show.

His brain circuit has not been connected yet, and he is frozen.

"Don't dawdle, come up quickly, don't let the people in the elevator wait for you!"

The glamorous big star Xu Rui impatiently put down his sunglasses when he was talking, he didn't look like a big guy at home, but he chattered as usual, when he was a cat, the other party could chatter for half an hour, with no words No jamming, no repetition of content.

Lan Mumu curled up, rubbing against the cold metal and walked to the corner of the elevator, really wanted to curl herself up into a cat ball, pretending not to exist.

He did not forget—in order to express his protest against the poop shovel officer deliberately sending him to be sterilized—before he ran away from home, he destroyed half of Xu Daxingxing's most beloved collection, and used all that could be scratched as cat scratchers to sharpen his claws Yes, I'm grinding my teeth so hard, no.

When doing it, Lan Mumu only felt that he let out a breath of malice that he almost became a eunuch.

After finishing the work, he escaped from the prison refreshed and refreshed, without looking back, and ran away from home angrily.

But now, when he ran into the shit shovel officer, he was so guilty that he didn't dare to lift his head.

She was so cowardly that she wished she could turn back into an orange cat, drooping her tail, and buried her head under the carpet.

Even so, Lan Mumu could feel everyone's eyes sweeping over him vaguely, just as the elevator door opened, he rushed out like an arrow from a bow, and slipped away.

Lan Mumu thought he was running fast, but he forgot that he was no longer a four-legged orange cat. He was so tired that he was out of breath, and was caught in the corridor where people were coming and going.

"You boy, you can really run!"

"However, I didn't do anything, why are you running?"

Xu Daxing didn't care about his image at all, he ran with his hair flying, and he didn't seem to be so burdened by idols on weekdays.

Grabbing Lan Mumu's collar, he handed it over to his stylist.

"The makeup is so thick that you can hardly see your eyes. You think it's a national treasure panda!"

"Give him a clean look."

Lan Mumu didn't struggle this time, and came back to his senses: Yes, did he run a hairball?

Now he is not the lazy and fat orange cat that the shit shoveler said, he is dressed as a man!

snort!The surname Xu was so angry that he couldn't find his cat. How could a stupid human being think that a cat could wear a human being?

Thinking that Xu Daxingxing was dying of anger and helplessly aggrieved, Lan Mumu sat patiently for two hours, letting the makeup artist and stylist toss on his head and face.

Before the recording of the show officially started, Lanmumu's teammates gathered around. They may not be called teammates. Their show is an elimination system. The existing 8 players will go through today's on-site pk, half of them will be eliminated, and then they will be eliminated. After two rounds of rematch, the top three finalists made their debut in a group.

"Wow, Lan Mumu, you're hiding something deep."

"Is this the trump card to stay in the final?"

"The transformation from an ugly duckling to a white swan!"

Waves of exclamations woke up Lan Mumu who was secretly dozing off while doing modeling.

He doesn't recognize the person in the mirror anymore. His round almond eyes reveal a sense of intelligence, the pupil color is lighter than ordinary people's, and he has short hair with slanted bangs. His chin is held up proudly, inexplicably catching a trace of the orange cat's shadow in the past .

Lan Mumu stretched out his hand and pinched his face, and the makeup artist who surrounded him taking pictures raised his voice in shock, "Don't move! Put your hands down, what should I do if the makeup is messed up?"

"It's a shame that you usually wear smoky makeup or a black mask, your foundation is so good!!!"

"As expected of Mr. Xu's modeling team, the technique is really good!"

……

The teenagers surrounding him enthusiastically praised his beauty, but Lan Mumu stared at himself in the mirror, how did he look good?

In the aesthetics of cats, bright colors are the most beautiful. Without green eye shadow, pink blush, flaming red lips, even the yellow hair on the top of the head is dyed back to black. nice!

Lan Mumu puffed her cheeks, stubbornly thinking that when she first wore it, the shape of the original owner's Shamate was more in line with the aesthetics of a cat. It is not domineering at all to make a native garden orange cat with red roots so plain!Not mighty either!Surely no kitten likes him anymore.

"Tsk tsk, Lan Mumu, real people don't show their faces."

"If you have this look in the first issue, you will be popular early, and you will be able to hold your breath."

Star Xu sneaked over to have a look, joked, and was called away by his assistant.

After Xu Rui left, the teenagers followed suit, and they didn't have a good relationship in private.This show has been popular all summer. The top eight contestants are all very popular. They have half a foot in the entertainment industry. They are competing with each other. Who doesn't want to be the final winner?However, there are only three places for debut.

Lan Mumu's cat-like brain was so stubborn that he couldn't figure it out. For him, this week's training, even standing in the back row to fish in troubled waters, was overloaded for a pampered cat.

It was okay during the rehearsal, but when he really stood on the stage where everyone was watching the live broadcast, Lan Mumu was scared.

He has seen cats in the market. As a pet of a big star, he is also an internet celebrity cat with hundreds of thousands of followers. He has been out of the country for commercials, live broadcasts, etc., but it is different from the stage.

The stage lights were so bright that it made him dizzy.

Thousands of pairs of eyes in the darkness closely watched his every move, and animal instinct put him on alert.

The music sounded, but he just wanted to escape.

Lan Mumu stood stiffly on the stage, his mind full of escape routes.

The other three teammates stepped on the rhythm and danced the opening dance in unison. He stood still on the stage in a daze, and whispers soon sounded in the auditorium.

The opening scene was originally his solo, and Lan Mumu's legs couldn't help shaking. Don't rap or sing, he couldn't stand still, he had to close his eyes, his face was so pale that he seemed about to faint at any time.

On the huge stage, the soft rhythm flows slowly, and the commotion in the auditorium is getting bigger and bigger.

His silence inevitably distracted the other dancers. During the rehearsal, there were various mistakes in the neat movements. The chaotic scene was comparable to the scene of a car accident.

The chief director had already stood up and was about to call for a stop, but Lan Mumu moved.

A high-pitched and loud voice sounded suddenly, and the trembling white-clothed boy standing on the stage suddenly moved, a series of dazzling dance moves, stepping on the beat, the movements were graceful as if a fairy descended to earth, coupled with exquisite makeup, it was obviously not the main dancer, A boy with a beautiful singing voice like an elf, obviously the four boys are wearing exactly the same clothes, and Lan Mumu is the focus of the entire stage, the whole song, and the unique focus.

At the end of the song, the lights in the auditorium were turned on, and there was enthusiastic applause. Amidst the cheers, Lan Mumu knelt on the ground on one knee, covered in cold sweat, whether he was tired or frightened, and walked through the stage in a daze. The whole cat is bad.

He hasn't recovered yet.

The stage did not give him time to rest. After the performance, the show went directly to the canvassing and elimination stage.The popularity scores outside the arena and the judges' scores on the arena are superimposed, and the bottom four are eliminated directly.

Lan Mumu ranked fifth last week. His score this time is very important, but he made a major mistake on the spot, and his subsequent performance was amazing enough. The scores of the audience fell into a stalemate. The three judges including Xu Rui The weighted score is crucial for him.

Lan Mumu looked eagerly at the jury, the tension on his face was not concealed, even a cat couldn't hide it.

Xu Rui directly gave a high score. He is well-known in the entertainment industry for being out of tune, and he is also restless on the judges' bench, "For this impeccable face, even if he has been standing on the stage stupidly, neither singing nor dancing , I can’t give it a low score either.”

He was messing around, but the fans in the auditorium still sold his face and applauded vigorously. A famous traffic star in the entertainment industry, there are many fans, half and half of black fans, and his appeal is undeniable.

The score given by another judge is not low.

"Although the show has passed most of the time, there shouldn't be a no-nonsense performance of standing on the stage and not singing or dancing, but in the following performances, the whole stage was ignited, and the atmosphere was very high. I think the flaws are not concealed."

There is only the last judge left. The domestic music king Shu Zhongyi, after winning domestic and foreign music awards a few years ago, is usually low-key and serious. He has never participated in a variety show before. I don’t know why the director team asked him to come out as a judge , as soon as the news was announced, the show became popular before it was broadcast.

Everyone waited for his score with bated breath, and the result... an unexpected "zero score".

"Why? How could this be?" Xu Rui asked repeatedly with an exaggerated expression.

"Did today's sunglasses affect your judgment? You see, our Lanmumu has such a good-looking face, and his figure... Well, although he is a little short, he dances so well, full of rhythm, and the audience in the audience They are all ignited, can't they all be given a passing grade?"

King Shu Tian took off his eyes, revealing a cold handsome face, frowning, it's a pity that he has a good skin, and he cherishes words like gold.

"unprofessional."

"Why aren't you professional? Leaving aside the few lines he didn't sing, let's not talk about his unique voice. It has always been his characteristic. In the previous competitions, his nice voice was always cold. This time you cried How many viewers? Zero points is too cruel."

Shu Zhongyi put on his sunglasses again, crossed his arms around his chest and leaned back, his face was ugly, he didn't want to say more, and just insisted on the score he gave.

At this point, Lan Mumu couldn't escape the fate of being eliminated. Amid the audience's sighs, he bowed deeply.

Before bidding farewell to the stage, the host interviewed, "Just a little bit...leaving this stage...how do you feel?"

Lan Mumu was a little puzzled, and scratched his hair that was stuck with hair glue, "I don't think so."

"The most reluctant thing... probably is that I will never be able to eat such delicious boxed lunches from the program group again."

Amidst the roar of laughter, Lan Mumu blushed so much that the stage makeup could not cover it. Fortunately, the show was coming to an end, so he could finally escape.

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