Star Cat [Entertainment]

After the orange cat ran away, Lan Mumu stayed alone for a while before turning back.

Before walking back to the company building, the phone rang, feeling bad, Lan Mumu didn't want to answer it.

After a phone call was automatically hung up, after two seconds of silence, the phone rang again.

The ear hurts from the noise, Lan Mumu took out his mobile phone and pressed the answer button, Teacher Shu's anxious voice came immediately.

"Where are you?"

"On the way to the company."

Lan Mumu answered casually, still struggling in his mind, is it possible for him and the orange cat to get back?

Are you really going to pick up girls?

After a burst of noise, Teacher Shu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Just now the security said that your location has disappeared. I'm afraid that something dangerous will happen to you."

"Oh"

Lan Mumu listened casually, not distracted at all.

In the past, when he bit down a toy with a positioning device, the excrement shoveler also hurried back from the set.

Now the location on the clothes is very good, probably because the place where the orange cat ran just now is too remote, and the signal is not good?

"Mumu, I don't have to monitor your every move. The work I've been doing recently is dangerous. You live with me. I'm afraid that the dog will jump the wall and the bad guys will attack you."

"Um, you explained it last time."

Shu Zhongyi carefully confirmed that Lan Mumu didn't lose his temper because of the position, and completely relaxed.

"The voice sounds muffled. Is your throat still uncomfortable? Or is someone making you unhappy?"

"I'm so hungry that I don't have the strength to speak."

Lan Mumu still remembered that little secrets can't be told, so he casually dumped the pot to the shit shovel officer, "I only ate grass for breakfast."

Shu Zhongyi was amused by Lan Mumu's resentful tone, "Xu Xiaorui—he just has that dog—temper."

"I'm already very patient with you. If I'm so picky, he might squeeze a bunch of mustard in the salad."

Lan Mumu suddenly remembered that the excrement shoveler once hid a popping cream cake in the refrigerator.

The first two days of stealing food went well, and the excrement shoveler didn't notice that the quantity was low at all.

On the third day, when he ate it secretly, he used his cat's paws to easily grab the wrapping paper, and bit down intoxicated.

The wonderful creamy, silky and sweet taste is jumping on the tip of the tongue, and the cat is not allowed to be intoxicated, and a burst of spicy and choking taste suddenly bursts out.

The cat was choked so that snot, tears, and saliva gushed out together, jumping up and down, unable to wipe off the nasty smell no matter what.

Thinking about it now, Lan Mumu still feels his nose sore.

The sad memories made Lan Mumu lose the desire to speak.

"I have arrived at the company and hung up the phone."

He was going to the cafeteria to see if there was any breakfast, and he was hit too hard today.

"Okay, bear with it for a few more days, I will go back soon, and I will take you to a big meal then..."

Before Teacher Shu could finish speaking, Lan Mumu couldn't wait to hang up the phone.

Now that he has money, he can eat big meals at any time, and he doesn't need to eat in the company cafeteria.

After saying that, he ran upstairs to find the original owner's bank card.

When moving, all the things in the dormitory of the reality show were sent to the company by the assistant, and there was no shortage of things at Mr. Shu's house, Lan Mumu was too lazy to take them all the time.

Running too fast, without looking carefully at the road, Lan Mumu almost knocked Annie down halfway, and was taken to a meeting without allowing him to speak.

The dinner was over again.

The meeting was discussing his next work itinerary, and Lan Mumu felt sleepy hearing it.

"What? I have a job the day after tomorrow? Our group is going to hold a fan meeting again?"

"Didn't you say you will be given a week's rest after the concert?"

Annie didn't even raise her head, she just snapped back, "Didn't you read Weibo? Fans are posting on @工作室微博 every day, and tens of thousands of messages are strongly protesting that you are too idle, asking us to increase your workload. "

"Didn't you confiscate my Weibo?" Lan Mumu looked innocent.

It was as innocent as if the Weibo client in the mobile phone hadn't logged into the trumpet.

Annie looked at Lan Mumu who was pretending to be stupid with the eyes of an idiot, she had never brought such a carefree artist.

"It seems that you really didn't check Weibo last night?"

"Didn't you know that every time Ji Bai applied for a trumpet, his fans would pick it up and expose it within a week? You play a trumpet, interacting with him all day long, or giving likes to Xiao Huangwen. I'm afraid You CP fans have no food to eat?"

Lan Mumu was not convinced, "Where is the little Huangwen, what I read is obviously serious Tanmei literature?"

He's a cat, not a paparazzi, how can he know the gossip in the fan circle?

Annie slapped the table angrily.

"This time, Mr. Xu's studio responded quickly and gave us a message. Otherwise, do you think the car accident scene of the concert is not enough? I want to be on the trending search with Ji Bai. The title is the spiritual decline of modern artists-gathering people to watch late at night Little Huangman?"

Lan Mumu shrank his neck and said nothing, he was afraid that if he said a few more words, the strong woman would also arrange work for him during tomorrow's rest time.

This is worse than the mustard of the shit shovel officer.

After being raped for more than half an hour, the trumpet was confiscated again, and Lan Mumu reluctantly went to find a vocal teacher for additional training.

Sister Annie said that if there is a fan meeting, there will be a leak on the stage.

If he dared to be lazy when dancing, or sing with his eyes closed, he would pack him up and send it to Director Ye's crew.

It is said that Director Ye's next play will be about an ignorant goblin who stumbles into the mortal world by mistake and makes a series of jokes. He is so stupid and clumsy, and his true colors are the most suitable for him.

Lan Mumu was so frightened that her spine shivered, if Annie hadn't been staring at her, she would have been able to hide under the table on the spot.

Is the hurdle of acting hard to pass?Why is the ghost lingering...

In the old place of the training room, Ji Bai and Mi Di were already sweating from exhaustion.

Midi has always been very hardworking and has shortcomings in dancing. Extra training is commonplace, and it is not uncommon for him to appear in the training room on rest days.

Ji Bai's private life is rich and colorful, and he came to work overtime on a good day off, and the sun came out from the west?

"I know your eyes are round and big, so stop staring."

Ji Bai said angrily, "It's not because of you, that woman Annie is too scary, she sued my father!"

"Is your father also very cruel?"

Lan Mumu has a deep psychological shadow on the shit-shoveling officer's father.

When he was a cat, he often liked to squat on the stairs to watch the commotion, watching the excrement shoveler get beaten up and run around the room by his own father who came to him.

Once, when the cat was fascinated by watching it, a half-broken feather duster suddenly flew from the sky.

Extreme joy begets sorrow, he didn't dodge, and his hind leg was hit.

The pain caused him to scream, and he jumped half a foot higher, causing a big swelling on his hind leg, which took a week to subside.

On the days of recuperation, the shit-shoveling officer is so guilty that he eats canned snacks every day, so don't be too happy in the small days.

He was so happy that after he recovered from his injury, he also habitually lifted that hind leg so as not to touch the ground, and continued to pretend to be lame.

Half a month later, the excrement shoveler took him to the hospital for an examination again. The doctor felt his hind legs and took an X-ray. After a long time, he only prescribed some nutrition cream. The hospital was a little terrified and didn't listen carefully.

After returning home, before he was allowed to find a place to hide, he was taken away by the excrement shovel officer and slipped into the study. On the monitoring screen, the cat quickly ran up the cat tree when no one was at home during the day, stood up and stretched out. With her front paws, she kept scratching the lace flowers on the curtain.

Lan Mumu covered her eyes with her paws, trying to get away with being cute.

It's a pity that he failed to be cute, and the cruel shit-shoveling officer withdrew his snacks for a month, and didn't even give him the nutritional cream prescribed by the doctor.

Since then, Lan Mumu has angered the shit shovel officer's father.

Every time that burly man in formal attire came to the door, he would hide himself under the sofa with his buttocks pouted, and no one could coax him out.

Thinking of his father, Ji Bai had a complicated expression on his face, a little hard to put into words.

"No, he's not cruel at all, it's just...the lacrimal glands are a little developed."

"Every time I make a little harmless mistake, it can make him remember the bitterness and think about the sweetness."

"Wipe my tears while I'm talking. I can't bear the way a middle-aged uncle in his 50s and [-]s cries, and the spring rain moistens things silently."

"..."

Lan Mumu was so surprised that he couldn't close his mouth.

Mi Di, who was practicing dancing next to him, staggered and almost twisted his waist, so he simply sat on the floor and listened to Ji Bai's stand-up comedy with his head up.

"You don't know how hard it was for me when I was a child. When I was a little bit big, I couldn't walk stably and fell. It was my dad who cried first. At that time, my mother had a headache. After coaxing the little one, I had to coax the big one. "

"When I went to school, a teacher came to the parents. My mother never dared to let him go to the school to hold a parent-teacher meeting. She was afraid that if he couldn't hold back, the character of the tough guy actor would collapse. Just like that, when my mother came back after beating me, she returned to the house I have to comfort my husband who is crying miserably while peeping through the crack of the door."

"Anyway, since I was a child, I saw my dad cry every now and then, either because Heizi scolded him too badly, or because he chopped vegetables and cut his hands... The 1.9-meter-long muscular man is tearful all day long..."

"I don't understand. After crying for so many years, Meng Jiangnv cried down the Great Wall. Why hasn't his glass heart been broken into slag?"

"My mother has always firmly believed that my father can win so many actor trophies, so what is so tender and tender, and his acting skills are superb? Half of the credit should go to him too good at crying!"

Ji Bai was spitting all over the place, but he couldn't get any response from the two of them.

Looking down, Midi took out his mobile phone at some point, and found a screenshot of the facial features deformed by anger in the actor's movie, which was made into a super fierce emoji by enthusiastic netizens, trying to maintain his aloof image.

Lan Mumu was the worst, she was caught snickering, and she was even more unscrupulous, laughing all over the floor.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Mi Di also shed the burden of aloofness when he first met, shrugged his shoulders with a smile, shook his hands, and reposted the emoticon package found on Weibo.

Withdrawing definitely won't help, their combination is just as popular, and there are news of fans taking turns squatting every day, and the second deletion seems to have done something wrong.

Mi Di pondered for a moment, took a picture of Lan Mumu rolling with laughter, and resent it together with the emoticon package.

Text: What can I do to be friends with Doubi?

Ji Bai finally made friends, and they were all inside the circle, so he could rest assured that he would not be sold to paparazzi by complaining about his father.

Who ever wanted to be treated as a joke, can he not be angry?

Before he could make a fuss, he was startled by Midi's hand shaking again.

Looking eagerly at the gleaming authentication account in Midi's hand, he looked jealous.

"It's so unfair that your account has not been confiscated."

"Why didn't you say that you did something insane and your account was controlled by the staff?"

Ji Bai was powerless to refute, so he checked Mi Di's account. Except for forwarding work and occasionally taking pictures of scenery, there was nothing interesting to do. "It's so boring, it's better to leave it to the staff to take care of it."

The two of them were funny, and fans have already captured the comment area.

[Gao Leng Midi has also fallen, so it can be renamed the Doubi Trio. 】

[Xi Da Pu Ben, Ji Bai and Lan Mumu finally brought us old people to play together, and they have been worried that he doesn't fit in and gets bullied in the group. 】

[You guys are getting skinny again, do you still want to be fined to stand? 】

[High energy warning!The staff are already on their way]

[Can I say I didn't understand?If you have the guts to post a picture of Lan Mumu rolling, why don't you take a picture of Ji Bai, how can you be so funny?urgent!Waiting online...]

[Manually help @吉一翔影帝, I didn’t expect Mi Di to look like a human being, and the emoji package is very easy to use]

[Mumu's mother's fans are here to scoop them up!Can we pay attention to the image?Last time I cried miserably, this time I rolled all over the floor again, what are you going to do next time? 】

[I want to be the floor of the training room, and I will be hugged and rubbed by Mumu children all day long. 】

[My son is so prodigal, and he wipes the floor with limited edition high-end clothes, what should I do?I beg the brokerage company to give him some endorsements, image ambassadors are also fine, my mother, I have worked so hard to move bricks, what are you trying to do?It's not that you want to take care of your child! 】

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! 】

……

After Lan Mumu laughed until her stomach ached, she also squeezed over to watch the excitement.

Seeing the latest comment on the top, he poked Ji Bai's waist angrily, "I almost forgot about this, you confiscated my trumpet too, and you still beat me up!"

"Hey - it's a big deal, just apply for another one if it is confiscated, you see how anxious I am if my fans find me, no, I have to buy another account..."

Before Ji Bai could act, a message of special concern popped up.

[Agent Annie: I didn't practice well, you wait! ! ! 】

The three people who swiped Weibo happily, froze for three seconds.

"Swish, swish, swish" to act, Midi stuffed the phone back into his pocket, stood up and turned on the stereo again.

Lan Mumu quickly got up and shook his clothes.

Ji Bai was the most flamboyant, he did a few warm-up moves, took off his clothes, looked in the mirror and was not satisfied, then poured water from the mineral water bottle and patted his face, the effect of sweating came out, and he still hated that his face was not flushed , "Papa" slaps himself twice.

Lan Mumu felt sorry for him, "Do you need to work so hard?"

Ji Bai kicked the slow Lan Mumu back, "Jump up quickly."

"I'm not going to be hard on myself now. If Annie files a complaint or posts something in Moments, my dad will cry again."

……

Mi Di was probably inspired by Ji Bai, so he stopped dancing, put his hands on the ground, and suddenly started doing push-ups with all his might.

The speed was so fast that Lan Mumu couldn't count, and his eyes were dazzled.

"One, two... 36, 37..."

In less than 2 minutes, there is a sweaty effect.

Ji Bai was so angry that his face turned pale, and he yelled, "It's too shameless, copying my idea, plagiarism is shameful!"

Ji Bai stopped, pointed at a small pool of water stains on the wooden floor very coldly, "A friendly reminder, you wiped away all the sweat."

Lan Mumu was stunned by the commotion of the two, and before he had time to make any disguise, there was a knock on the door.

The noisy training room became suffocatingly quiet, as if the air had frozen.

The three of you look at me, I look at you, Ji Bai and Mi Di jointly pushed Lan Mumu to open the door.

Holding his breath, he opened the door of the car, and Lan Mumu was ready to welcome the high-heeled female bully on the stage with a look of apprehension.

Today is too bad, I was caught and scolded in the morning, and now I am here again.

"Hello, we are looking for Comrade Lan Mumu."

The two policemen didn't come in, they held the photos in their hands and compared them carefully for three seconds, and said to the dumbfounded Lan Mumu.

"Please, little comrade, come with us."