Star Cat [Entertainment]

Lan Mumu hid in the cubicle of the men's toilet, leaning against the door panel absent-mindedly, her eyes still a little dazed.

Scared the cat to death!

He almost pissed.

The lights were so dazzling, so many people were staring at him, it was completely different from the rehearsal.

What happened in that moment on stage?

It seems that the muscles of the body have memory, or is it the instinct of the human body?Just like their pastoral cats are born to catch mice, he couldn't explain why he opened his mouth and sang, and his body moved.

In the phantoms of the spotlights, he seems to see—the thin and small boy of the original owner, day after day, practicing monotonously and repetitively, falling down, getting up and continuing, unable to distinguish the sweat in the practice room Still tears.

He sang and danced after the shadow, completely forgetting that he was actually a cat.

A fat orange cat who can only sit but never stand, and can lie down but never sit.

He sang and danced so heartily, and when the music ended, he was so tired that his breath was unsteady, and he wished he could lie on the ground and squint for a while, but when he looked up, he saw so many bright eyes looking at him, as bright as stars in the sky. The likes are overflowing.

He couldn't help grinning, how nice, so many people like him.

In just a few minutes, people can fall in love with him and applaud him wildly.

He still remembers that when he was a child wandering around, his body was injured. He walked for a long time and met many people. He wanted to get closer to ask for food, but everyone avoided him. A child wanted to throw him the bread in his hand. Parents Hastily hugged her away, "Be careful!"

The person walked away, and the voice floated along the cold wind.

"This cat is smelly and dirty. What if there are fleas? What if it scratches you?"

……

The memory is too long, he can't remember what happened afterwards, anyway, he didn't starve to death, or he wouldn't be able to dress up as a man.

"Bangdang-"

The vibration of the door next door woke up Lan Mumu, he shook his head frantically, like throwing off the water on his body when he was a cat, trying to get rid of all these good and bad memories, and his body slowly recovered from the stress state calm down.

His game was over, he was eliminated, and the free food and drink and accommodation were coming to an end.

While worrying about tomorrow's food, Lan Mumu, who came out of the cubicle, accidentally bumped into someone.

He had to take a step back, looked up to see the person clearly, and greeted him awkwardly.

"Shu—king of heaven?"

He took off his sunglasses, he probably just washed his face, he still had a cold look on his face, he glanced at him and then looked away, leaving him with a back view indifferently, only to write the words "Do not enter to strangers" up.

Before Lan Mumu left, Shu Tianwang who had been wiping his hands slowly spoke suddenly.

"You didn't hide and cry, did you?"

Lan Mumu denied it flatly, "No, I won't cry."

"Didn't you cry? Huh—?"

The other party probably didn't believe it, so he took a closer look, because of the height difference, Lan Mumu had to look up and looked at King Shu with aggrieved eyes, what's so great about being tall?It's all due to the short legs of the original owner. He used to be a big orange cat in the Chinese countryside. His four legs are tall and slender, not short at all, so he is not a congenital disability like short feet.

"of course not!"

"Then you don't wash your hands after going to the toilet?"

……

"Children, it is also unhygienic behavior to go to the toilet without washing your hands."

The magnetic voice has a long tail, which is as sweet as a deep cello sonata.

Hearing this, Lan Mumu involuntarily clamped her legs, and felt her brain in estrus drifting past frame after frame of Xiao Huang Man with mosaics.

In human language, Shu Tianwang is so good at flirting!

If it weren't for this expressionless poker face, he would have jumped into the opponent's arms, kissing him as he wanted, or hugging him high, without any resistance.

But the reality is that he can only go to wash his hands again in despair.

Even dressed as a human, he can't overcome the cat's innate instinct, the feeling of being wet is too annoying, and he can't shake the hair yet.He is hairless now, except for his black hair, he is bald and ugly.

After Lan Mumu dawdled and wiped his hands completely dry with almost obsessive-compulsive disorder, and almost bumped into someone again, he saw Shu Tianwang, who should have left early, was leaning on the door frame and staring at him.

The other party's eyes made him feel uncomfortable. If he was a cat, he would have blown his hair.

"Shu Tianwang, do you have anything else to do?"

"Teacher Shu."

"What?"

"Call me Teacher Shu." After a pause, he gave a rare explanation, "I will be your co-guest in the next resurrection match."

Lan Mumu, who had been listless all this time, immediately regained his energy, "There is still a rematch?"

"That's right, today's ratings are very good, your popularity is very high, and the audience tickets outside the stadium have skyrocketed. It's no problem to enter the rematch. You don't have to worry about not being able to eat the box lunch of the program group."

He loved the last sentence, but the previous one reminded him of how he was eliminated.

Teacher Shu personally gave a big zero.

In the next resurrection match, we will cooperate with Mr. Shu on the stage. Is it surprising that he can be resurrected?

After Lan Mumu knew that he could continue to participate in the competition, he happily ran to the company cafeteria to have a big meal.

He ordered all his favorite boiled fish, spicy hot pot, fried pork ribs in sauce, and braised pork. The lady in the cafeteria was so happy to see it, and added a spoonful of chestnut chicken to him.

After wolfing down all the food, Lan Mumu wiped her mouth in satisfaction, and heard the other party sneer, "You starved to death and reincarnated, didn't the manager ask you to manage your body shape?"

Lan Mumu looked up and saw that he was an acquaintance. Ji Bai had changed into normal clothes, not as seductive as on the stage, and his signature short red hair was still very dazzling.

"You want to eat, why didn't you tell me earlier? I've finished eating..."

"Who wants to eat?!!!"

"I'm not a pig, so I don't eat so much!"

Ji Bai finished complaining with a look of disgust, got up and left, took a few steps, and then stopped, "You eat so much, why don't you go to practice? Do you want to become fat like a pig? This period's grades are so low, and training is still fishy. Do you still want to be resurrected?"

Lan Mumu reluctantly followed him upstairs, and the rest of his teammates were all busy.

He was so sleepy, he wanted to go back to the dormitory to sleep, and when he was full, he should find a corner with the sun and have a good sleep.Why train?Are you not afraid of indigestion?

Does this Ji Bai have any enmity with the original owner?Staring at the food in his bowl, I almost drool, with a stubborn and mocking face, what's wrong with eating too much?Do you want to abuse the cat if you don’t have enough to eat after exercising so much?

In the afternoon training, Lan Mumu continued to paddle, and when he was drowsy, the program team knocked on the door, and the director team looked for him.

"A brokerage contract?"

Lan Mumu was a bit confused by Monk Zhang. He had been a pet cat for a long time, and his brain, which was not very bright, had long been exhausted. The elite man beat around the bush, and he was so sleepy that he yawned.

After walking out for a while, the lingering Ji Bai dragged him into the corner again, "The program team also talked to you, what are your plans?"

"?"

"Don't play dumb, they came looking for me too, holding a ten-year agency contract, with such a stinking face, they just said that if they don't sign the agency contract, they will get out of the show next episode."

"Aren't you No.1 this time? You are so strong, no one should challenge you in the resurrection match."

Lan Mumu made up his mind, in order to spend a few more days in the free cafeteria, he would find the weakest challenger.

Ji Bai rolled his eyes in an ungraceful manner.

"Do you really believe that the audience votes? Only when I am eliminated will there be conflicts and highlights, and the show will be reversed so that the people who eat melons will be happy."

"Is that so? I always thought you could win by lying down."

"Forget it, I don't understand. Do you have a brokerage company? Either they have already signed with the program group, or they are newcomers from a big company to go through the motions. They can't suffer anyway. Don't blame me for not reminding you , take more time, don't waste your talent."

After Ji Bai finished speaking, he left, leaving Lan Mumu scratching his head. The original owner had a brokerage contract, and he had just become an adult. He was afraid of being exposed, so he searched the place where he lived. There was a brokerage contract, and the broker was in the address book. Unfortunately, after he wore it, he never contacted her.

In the second week, all the contestants and co-guests met to start rehearsing the knockout program.There are six contestants, three instructors, and the staff of the program group for video recording. The first link is to form a team.

Lan Mumu looked at Xu Rui longingly the whole time - his shit-shoveling officer, hurry up and choose him away!

If it doesn't work, the female tutor who gave him a good score is fine, it's better than Shu Tianwang who gave him a duck egg. Shu Tianwang who didn't wear sunglasses today, his eyesight is so cold that he can freeze to death.

Afraid of what to come.

Lan Mumu was the first to be chosen by King Shu, and Xu Rui, who loves to be lively, even joked, "Come on, look at our contestants who are so scared that their faces are paler than their stage makeup. I'm here to interview King Shu. Do you have the confidence to revive the player you eliminated?"

Before Shu Zhongyi could speak, another female mentor also jokingly said, "Mr. Shu, don't you know how to transfer people? Qin Ke, who is also from the talent show, even netizens called him a big change. It became the number one in the hot search, and the popularity did not decrease even after hanging up for a week, and half of the entertainment industry shouted to Mr. Shu, begging for a teacher."

All the contestants looked eagerly at Shu Tianwang, who still had a quota, eager to try.

"Ji Bai, you guys go directly to No. 5 training room."

"As for me, I'll teach you how to teach people? See you on stage."

Before Lan Mumu left, she looked back at Xu Rui reluctantly, rubbed her teeth secretly, the shit shovel officer was too unreliable.

After group training, Lan Mumu became the focus of Mr. Shu's attention, and there was no way to catch fish in the training.

"The action is not in place, try again!"

"There is no strength at all, come again!"

"No, do it again!"

"Again!"

"Again!"

Lan Mumu looked desperate, he was not lazy, he practiced the same as Ji Bai in the same group, why was he disliked by Teacher Shu?One movement, others practice it three times?He has to keep reworking, ten times is not enough, how about torturing him thirty times?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the other instructors had left, Shu Zhongyi was still staring at his dance moves, Lan Mumu only felt that half a day of training was more tiring than his wearing it for a week.

At five o'clock, Ji Bai dismissed get out of class, patted his ass and left, Lan Mumu was detained and continued training.

"What? Do you have an opinion?"

"Haven't you heard that the stupid bird flies first?"

"I have an opinion - ask your agent to negotiate with the show."

Teacher Shu spoke so fast that there was no time for anyone to answer.

Lan Mumu looked desperate, only feeling that Teacher Shu was worse than the doctor who did the physical examination.

Obviously, he has done a lot of demonstrations. He breathes the air of the same temperature under the same roof. His whole body is wet with sweat. It is uncomfortable for his clothes to stick to his body. It makes him want to lick his hair every minute. Teacher Shu's iceberg face , how can there be no drop of sweat? ! !

The peeking sight was caught by Mr. Shu, and Lan Mumu shrank back so much that the X-ray-like cold stare seemed to be able to see through his abdomen, really wanting to find a corner where no one was around to lick his fur.

As an online celebrity orange cat who is praised by shit shovelers and netizens all day long, he can't believe that he will have such a hardworking day.

At six o'clock, all the staff were off work, except for the music, the whole building was silent, and Lan Mumu was so hungry that his eyes were shining golden.

Teacher Shu seemed to hear his voice, "Want to eat?"

Lan Mumu nodded a series of times, wishing she could do a nodding dance.

"Dance the whole dance again, and if you make no mistakes, I'll treat you to dinner."

These words sounded like sounds of nature to Lan Mumu's ears.

He cheered up, became more serious than ever, and danced again, looking at Teacher Shu with bright eyes, only regretting that he had no tail to shake.

"No, there are still a few movements that are not in place."

Lan Mumu gritted her teeth, her whole body was like a salted fish, lying listlessly on the ground, motionless, only those beautiful eyes that seemed to be able to talk, peeking at Teacher Shu's face.

Tsk tsk, it's still an iceberg.

"Hey... what are you doing?"

Watching Teacher Shu walk in, Lan Mumu's heart skipped a beat, his body was suddenly suspended in the air, and he was lifted from the ground by Teacher Shu's not-so-gentle arms and legs, his sore limbs looked like octopuses that had been fished out of the sea Fish, struggling wildly.

Ignoring those disturbing hands, Mr. Shu, in a suit and leather shoes, still had an expressionless iceberg face.

"Help you correct your movements."

"Don't touch me!"

Lan Mumu couldn't pretend to be dead any more, a pair of hot big hands were placed on his abdominal muscles, and the whole person was half-embraced to correct his movements. A breath of male hormones mixed with the smell of green grass rushed towards his face, and he had nowhere to escape.

"Itch—let go, I'll do it myself."

Unintentionally, Lan Mumu's struggle was mixed with a little coquettish taste.

As soon as his feet touched the floor, Lan Mumu jumped out immediately, as if he wasn't the one who was lying on the dead body weakly last second, and he seemed to have regained the vigor of the orange cat, twisting and spinning, more flexible than a loach.

Shu Zhongyi was caught off guard, and the villain in his arms disappeared.

Lan Mumu, who had escaped, slid a few steps away, and Guanyin sat cross-legged on the ground.

The whole person was like a mushroom, covering his face and buried his head, his face was so hot.

Never wanted to be an orange cat like this lesson.

The cat will not blush, and the hair on the buttocks will cover it, so it will not hold up a small tent underneath.

Lan Mumu curled up, shy like a red poisonous mushroom, and the brain of a cat in estrus was full of mosaics.

Shu Zhongyi, who was completely ignored on the spot, stood still for a while as if being electrocuted, and was awakened by the ringing of the mobile phone before recollecting it, stretched out his hand and licked the light and imperceptible arc of the corner of his mouth.

When Lan Mumu came to his senses, the training room was already empty, and he could only smell the faint fragrance of ancient dragon after sniffing carefully.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, but there was nothing he could do.

It's all the fault of the rut - cats in rut are so careless!