Star Cat [Entertainment]

Lan Mumu opened his eyes again, he was already on the plane, and Ding Hao was sitting next to him.

In the morning, I was sent to the airport by Mr. Shu, but I was too tired to move, and fell asleep again in a daze. It was a pity that I couldn't have a lingering parting kiss with Mr. Shu.

Lan Mumu bit her lower lip lightly, reminiscing about the wildness of last night, a dark-skinned palm stretched out beside her, and handed him a bottle of isolation cream.

"Anti-allergic, do you need it?"

Seeing Lan Mumu's surprised eyes, Ding Hao felt annoyed that he was too reckless, so he still bit the bullet and made a gesture on his neck.

He explained in a low voice, "Cover it up, in case the itinerary is leaked, if a fan picks you up at the airport, or if it happens to be photographed by paparazzi, it will always be troublesome."

Lan Mumu touched his neck belatedly, feeling a little tingling.

He took the barrier cream and thanked him politely.

Turning on the front camera of the mobile phone, Lan Mumu saw the traces of strawberries on his neck, and gasped.

He's a cat, and he can't understand the old man's mind at all. A few days ago, he was still an abstinent male god who tightened his belt, and he wouldn't let him touch him; Animals, it’s enough to be in heat once, where there will be pancakes tossing and turning, that fierce posture, like a goblin fighting skills, not at all gentle as before.

Pity his frail little body, being tossed until the sky is slightly bright, he is more tired than holding a concert.

Lan Mumu "clicked" to take a selfie, the light was a little dark, the angle was not good, his whole face was swollen like a pig's head, he didn't care, the scars in the photo were very obvious, the most serious one - broken skin It was red and swollen with blood oozing, it looked even worse than that.

I poked open Teacher Shu’s WeChat account, only to realize that there was no signal on the plane.

Lan Mumu had no choice but to put down his phone and apply concealer on himself. Except in the program group, he rarely used these bottles and cans. There were also makeup artists attending events, so he didn't have to do it himself.

I wiped it a few times, but the color was not evenly applied, or the force was too strong, and the wound was torn.

He was always squeamish and afraid of pain, not to mention that he was really hurt this time, grinning in pain, staring at the concealer bitterly, his tsundere cat temper was on the line again.

Ding Hao watched Lan Mumu take it, then lowered his head to play with his phone again, thinking that the other party didn't want to talk to him, he put on the blindfold and was ready to sleep, and was startled by the movement from his side.

This movement... It didn't look like applying concealer, for a moment he seemed to be listening to... the foot of the wall.

Ding Hao has been in the military camp for the past few months, he is used to seeing the frankness of five big and three thick men, he can't bear to see Lan Mumu's dawdling, 10 minutes have passed, and not a single strawberry mark has been covered.

"How about I help you?"

Lan Mumu tried her best to raise her head, holding back the physical tears, it really hurts!

Is the Great Demon King Shu a dog?What about grinding his teeth?I really hate why I didn't bite back yesterday?

After stuffing the things into Ding Hao's hands, Lan Mumu closed his eyes, with a heroic expression on his face.

Ding Hao couldn't laugh or cry, he knew from the program group that Lan Mumu loves to be lazy and fish for fish, he didn't expect that the prince's illness became more serious after his debut, and his fate is good, Ji Bai and Mr. Can turn a libertine into an idiot.

He dropped out of school at the age of 15 and came out to work. In order to make money, he did all kinds of jobs. Relying on his unyielding energy, he tried every means to climb up.

The fourth or fifth year of working?In order to raise medical expenses for his grandma who was in a car accident, he went to a well-known club to sell alcohol. Although he didn't sit on the stage, there were all kinds of people from all walks of life.

He bumped into Shu Zhongyi inside, mixed in with a bunch of young men he couldn't afford to offend, he didn't know what kind of game he was playing, surrounded by a group of beauties, Shu Zhongyi unscrupulously embraced a hot woman, before leaving, he went to the place where the woman was turbulent Throwing money, a group of people made a fuss, the woman pretended to kiss him, but the man blocked it with his hands, and even lost his temper, Xu Rui stopped him...

What happened later, the memory is too long, he can't remember clearly.

When he started to play tricks in the film crew, within two years, Shu Zhongyi appeared in the entertainment industry, transformed himself into the godfather of the Chinese pop music scene, with a serious face, he didn't like to talk, and exuded an aura that strangers should not enter.

At that time, he still didn't know the background and capital behind Mr. Shu. Many female fans loved the persona of the cold nobleman.

In order to make money, as long as he doesn't commit a crime, Ding Hao will take on any job, perform in groups, act as a guest host, do chores in the backstage... Among them, he has had several opportunities to contact Mr. Shu. Although he doesn't know what happened, Mr. Shu It has really changed. He is expressionless on weekdays, the staff are all timid, and he is also very indifferent to fans. Everything must be done according to his rules. Small negligence at work, staring at you can freeze to death.

But when he waited until the reality show, he saw Mr. Shu training Lan Mumu, and Lan Mumu was touching fish with a hippie smile. Although Mr. Shu had a dark face, he couldn't hide his gentleness. slip out.

It seems that the requirements are strict, but when Lan Mumu is exhausted and loses his balance, he will never let him fall on the hard floor. He will even stare at the trivial matter of drinking water, let alone ask a famous teacher to start a small stove...

At that time, Ding Hao, who desperately wanted to be popular, was really jealous of Lan Mumu.

It's just that someone is born with a good life, and it doesn't matter if Mr. Shu is secretly in love. Why, he misses his savior for many years—Mr. Xu Rui, who is like a ray of sunshine illuminating his dark life, will take extra care of him?

Just because of that pretty face?But for so many years, Teacher Xu Rui is straighter than a steel pipe, why would he...

Until later, by accident, he learned that Teacher Shu and Lan Mumu were together, and Xu Rui was just doing justice for his friend, but he still couldn't be happy.

Those concerns can't be faked, Xu Rui... even called Lan Mumu's name in his dreams.

……

The bloody smell in his mouth recalled Ding Hao's rationality, and before he knew it, he had already applied concealer for Lan Mumu.

His fingers still had a greasy feel, even if he was jealous to death, he had to admit that Lan Mumu's skin was really enchanting.

With red lips and white teeth, curved eyebrows and eyes, a beautiful but unflattering side face, and delicate skin like satin, it's no wonder everyone likes him.

Lan Mumu looked in the mirror happily, and praised sincerely, "Your craftsmanship is really good, you are almost comparable to a makeup artist. Unfortunately, I always thought you didn't like me, thank you today~"

Hearing this sentence unexpectedly, Ding Hao's body froze. He always thought that he hid his emotions well, but unexpectedly...

Lan Mumu tilted his head to see that Ding Hao didn't speak, and he didn't care. He has been a stray cat for a long time. He has met many good people, and he has been stoned by others. Some people deliberately took poisonous food and fed it. In a village deep in the mountains and forests during the winter, there are people who hunt cats and sell fur...

The instinct of animals is sensitive to human emotions, but he is not RMB, and he cannot be liked by everyone.

"sorry."

When Lan Mumu looked down at Xiao Huang Man downloaded from his phone, an apology suddenly came out of his ear, the voice was not loud, but the tone was firm.

"Actually, it's not that I didn't know that the agent bought the navy to blackmail you. I just... really didn't like you at that time. I always thought that I worked harder than everyone else, and I also had strength. It's just that my family has no money and no connections. , being dazzled by the glory and wealth... It's no wonder he doesn't like me."

Xu Rui mustered up the courage to speak, but was interrupted before he could finish.

The assistant heard the movement in front and sent Lan Mumu the script of the variety show, which was specially instructed by Mr. Xu.

Lan Mumu tilted his head to look at it, Ding Hao, who was so ashamed that he was about to kill him with a piece of tofu, was much more pleasing to the eye, inexplicably as black and thin as the raccoon cat he used to play with.

The raccoon cat is very good at catching mice, and always likes to give it to him, but Lan Mumu refuses to eat it, and puts it outside the firewood stack for him. On a hot day, when he wakes up, the rotten smell almost kills the cat.

"It's all right—well, I wasn't really hurt."

Ding Hao, who covered his face with newspapers, caught a glimpse of the heartless smile on Lan Mumu's face from the corner of his eyes, relieved the heavy psychological burden, and felt much more relaxed.

He suddenly understood why Xu Rui liked Lanmumu.

Some people, in addition to being born with a good life, are attractive in appearance and have a good personality.

For the rest of the time, the two lived in peace.

Lan Mumu stared at the script bitterly and bitterly, scratching his hands in worry.

A few days ago, his agent explained the truth to him for a long time.

Domestic music players don’t want to rely on hype and fans to make a living. First, he can’t compose and write lyrics, and second, he doesn’t know the theory of musical instruments. The big market is sluggish, so it’s hard to get ahead; he’s not interested in acting, and I’m afraid he will ruin a good script , some messy crew, all kinds of messing around and gambling, smoking and drinking, Xu Rui and Mr. Shu were not at ease, and were rejected again.

The only way left is the variety show, let's play it, the manager is worried that he will be too outrageous and offend his seniors.

Lan Mumu sighed deeply, he really missed Teacher Shu.

He is a cat, and being forced to recite scripts, isn't it like forcing elementary school students to do high math problems?

If Mr. Shu was here, he would definitely not let a cat get bald with worry.

It will definitely be like teaching him to read scripts, just like teaching him to practice dancing, teaching and teaching...By the way, roll a bed sheet or something.

How wonderful!

Lan Mumu, who hadn't healed yet and was hungry, completely forgot that the notebook in his hand was stuffed into his suitcase by Teacher Shu.

On the other hand, Shu Zhongyi's life is not easy.

In the early morning, driving Lan Mumu away, Shu Zhongyi turned back to the city just in time to hit the morning rush hour, and the traffic jam along the way made her feel restless and irritable.

From time to time, his eyes fell on the empty seat beside him. Even though he knew he was still on the plane, he couldn't help but put his phone in front of his eyes, for fear of missing the news.

Last night, Lan Mumu was wearing a small skirt and teased him recklessly. He thought about the next separation, and wished to use more force to rub the goblin into his ribs. I took the medicine, but I still didn't let go of it.

So picky, I don’t know if I will be hungry; the rehearsal will start in the afternoon, I don’t know if the plane will be late, he shouldn’t refuse to buy a private jet and yacht just to keep a low profile...

When I arrived at the company and walked into the office, the housekeeper had clearly cleaned it, the sofa was restored to its original state, and the air was still filled with the milky scent of Lanmumu's body.