Xueba at the same table from the future

Chapter 181 The Cat's Tail Can't Be Touched
"Meow-"

A gentle meow sounded from the irascible boy's arms.

"Ah Chen, see you next time on the embankment—"

Seeing the pale yellow cat jump into Chen Mu's arms, Hua Meng reluctantly waved at Chen Mu.

"Okay, let's go fishing on the embankment next time."

The dog-headed boy rubbed Doubi's chin in his arms, and waved goodbye to the irritable boy in front of him.

"Doupi, are you having fun today?"

"Meow--", the irritable cat moved its small head to Chen Mu's side.

"Tsk, it smells like fish." Chen Mu waved his hands in disgust.

"It's such a big cat, why is it still playing with fish like a kitten?"

"hiss--"

As soon as the words fell, with a hoarse hiss, Doupi rolled his eyes towards Chen Mu and jumped down.

"喵内内~~~" is the familiar sweet voice that only comes out when begging for food.

"What's the matter? Is this little guy hungry?" The uncle who came out with the food paused.

At this time, the light yellow cat was circling around under the old man's feet, totally oblivious to Chen Mu who was standing beside him resentfully.

"Little bastard, you can feed this little guy some cat food. The meal will probably take 10 to [-] minutes to prepare."

"But, Doupi doesn't seem to want me to feed you today, why don't you come?" Chen Mu scratched his head.

"Hmm..." Hearing this, the uncle looked down at Doupi under his feet, and moved his feet tentatively.

"It seems that you are entangled with me today, little bastard, you can bring the food over first, I will come and I will come."

The bad old man frowned, and continued to add: "There is still a piece of bone stewing, little bastard, you should watch TV first."

"Come on, I'm not watching TV, I'm going to draw." Seeing that Doupi finally stopped the tormenting coquettish cry, Chen Mu only felt that his mood improved a bit.

In things like acting like a baby, a scheming cat is sometimes even more powerful than a girl's coquettish pull.

At this time, Chen Mu, who was only thinking about painting, decided to leave the troublesome matter to the uncle, and finished a brand-new painting that had been conceived in the bedroom alone.

There is an open picture book on the coffee table by the window, and the page where the rainbow was originally drawn is now blank again.

On the right side of the spread page, there is still a short line of comments.

[This is a miracle jointly developed by two young people. They don't understand the meaning of the word love, but they can barely meet the conditions together. 】

"Don't you understand the meaning of the word love?" Seeing that the New Year's evaluation on the paper gradually faded, Chen Mu smacked his lips and shook his head.

"This kind of thing is indeed difficult to understand. Fortunately, Xixi understands a little bit, and I also understand a little bit."

"Two foolish ghosts added together, they are not so confused."

Without saying a word, the dog-headed boy corrected his sitting posture, and found the half-used sketch pencil from the desk drawer.

"Hey, this..." Chen Mu paused for a while, and took out a large pile of used manuscript paper from the drawer again.

"One, two, three..." The dog-headed boy didn't start writing in a hurry, but flipped through the pile of manuscript paper in his hand without haste.

"With such a count, from the time I started to pick up the pen to the present, it is estimated that I have drawn nearly a hundred paintings."

"The reason is because of this..." Chen Mu narrowed his eyes and picked up the picture book in his hand: "Only emotions can leave traces."

"Integrating emotions into paintings is indeed a very difficult thing. It takes repeated drawing on manuscript paper to find the feeling."

"But today's picture doesn't need these processes. Just remembering it in my mind can fully describe that picture."

Chen Mu put the manuscript paper aside, stared at the blank page of the picture book in front of him for a while, then gently closed his eyes with the pencil in his hand.

The main body of the characters is a young girl with interlocking fingers, and the background is a gorgeous rainbow in the distance and a green embankment nearby.

Quiet and comfortable, the breeze is silent.

Not long after, the picture drawn with closed eyes was also at its last moment.

As Chen Mu opened his eyes again, the whole picture was painted with the proper color.

At the same time, a short comment reappeared in the lower right corner of the screen.

Main Characters: Chen Mu, Li Xinxi
Emotions: Dreams and Love

— warm palms —

Evaluation: The sincere feelings of teenagers and girls trigger a trivial miracle.

Just as he read this line of handwriting carefully, the mechanical sound of the system rang in Chen Mu's ear on time.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing a hundred pictures. The reward will be increased by 1, and the value point will be increased by 2."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gathering the six desires. Do you want to spend 18 value points to strengthen it?"

[After the six desires are strengthened, the effect will become 1.2 times the original when it is turned on. 】

"Is it 1.2 times this time? It's a little bit better than last time."

Chen Mu curled his lips in disdain, and did not choose to merge at the first time.

Chen Mu had tried all the previous rewards, but he hadn't tried this time.

"Want...", the dog-headed boy narrowed his eyes again, and searched the memory palace.

"Desire corresponds to dharma dust, that is, desire and thought in the broadest sense."

"That is to say... the desire exists in people's minds all the time."

"As for my own thoughts recently, I should give Xixi an unforgettable birthday present."

Thinking of this, the dog-headed boy grinned and said, "System, integrate the six desires."

"Ding! The six desires have been integrated, and the host's current value point balance: 23"

The unscrupulous mechanical sound slowly disappeared in Chen Mu's ears, and the old man's yelling sounded next to Chen Mu.

"Little brat, come here quickly—"

"Hiss—"

"Bang bang bang bang—"

The familiar sound of squabbling spread throughout the house again, making Chen Mu's originally stretched brows slightly furrowed.

"It's coming, it's coming—" The dog-headed boy's response was very long.

"Papa papa papa—"

This time, the slippers were only pulled halfway, and an old pale yellow cat had slipped to Chen Mu's feet through the half-open door.

"Meow ~~", accompanied by a seven-point meow, Doupi hid behind the hem of his trousers like a chicken thief.

"Peng—" There was a standard uncle's slamming door.

"This little thing—" The bad old man caught a glimpse of Chen Mu's cattail behind his trousers.

"Little brat, don't stand in the way of me, I have to skin this little guy today."

The uncle stood on Chen Mu's face with his old waist propped up, and there was a burst of cursing from his mouth.

"Here, what's the matter with you, uncle?"

Feeling that the ferocious attitude of the old man in front of him did not seem to be fake, Chen Mu scratched his head in doubt.

"Doupi knocked over the cat bowl again?"

"It's not—" the uncle's face was gloomy.

"So, Doubi bit you?"

"No—" the uncle lowered his head and stared at the bean curd tail on the back of his trouser legs.

"What's the matter? I feel that looking at the appearance of Doupi just now, it is quite quiet today."

"I touched this little guy's tail just now, and I was scratched by it on the spot."

"I've only heard that a tiger's tail can't be touched before."

"I haven't heard that the old cat's tail can't be touched."

(End of this chapter)