Green tea milk cat doesn't feel sorry for brother

Su Xiaojiu endured it again and again, and then he didn't jump up on the spot, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

"Thank you, thank you..." Su Xiaojiu squeezed out a smile, didn't even dare to look at Yuan Liao, picked up the script and ran away in a hurry, his heart pounding.

Little Cannon Fodder's eyes don't seem right, could he see something?

Forget it, see it and see it.

Anyway, he will turn into a kitten again in twenty minutes, and the cat can't understand human language, so he just refuses to admit it.

Su Xiaojiu gave up on herself and just wanted to complete the task quickly.

He ran to find the field manager who called him, but before he could say hello, the other party hurriedly pushed him into the dressing room, and said in a hurry: "Why are you still standing there! Time is so tight now, hurry up and put on makeup Time to wait! Teacher Gu will go to communicate with the styling later!"

"Hey——" Su Xiaojiu tripped with his left foot and almost fell down again.

He desperately turned his head back, trying to slow down the scene, and suddenly saw Gu Qingling who was standing not far away talking to the director.

The other party just raised his head and looked at him inadvertently through the noisy crowd.

When Gu Qingling looked at the person intently, the gentle temperament seemed to condense, gathered in the deep and dark pupils, like a gentle swirling eddy, it was too easy for the other party to misunderstand and indulge in some kind of affection.

It's a pity that Su Xiaojiu is immune - because he can't understand, he just thinks that such a Gu Qingling is very attractive, and he deserves to be the second attack.

Before he had time to continue his emotions, Su Xiaojiu was pushed clumsily into the dressing room.

He made a lot of noise when he entered the door, attracting many people to look at him, but everyone turned their eyes away in a normal way, and the noise in the dressing room was as usual—these people, like the field manager who urged him, seemed to recognize Su little wine.

"Xiao Su, why are you here?" Someone raised his voice and asked.

Su Xiaojiu calmed down, shook the script in his hand, and smiled at her: "Isn't this a temporary assignment? I'll do a road show."

He didn't know how round the system was for him, Su Xiaojiu didn't dare to be too flamboyant, so he made a fool of himself and went to the corner to read the script, waiting for the stylist to come and order him.

"Xiao Su..." Yuan Chen squinted at the milk tea-haired boy, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter, he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put it into words.

The stylist quickly reminded him to control his expression and not to ruin his makeup.

"He was in the crew?" Sun Xi rubbed his chin and asked, squinting at Su Xiaojiu who was obediently huddled in the corner.

As soon as the boy entered the dressing room, he habitually looked at him quickly, his light brown eyeballs rolled quickly, his agile appearance was really... too similar to Xiaojiu, Sun Xi felt that his association was a bit stupid, but he couldn't help it. continue.

By the way...it seems like I haven't seen a cat for a long time?Sun Xi's movement of touching his chin froze, his brain was stuck, and his Adam's apple slid down with difficulty. Could it be that...

"That's right, Xiao Su is here to take over today." Yuan Chenshen's stylist didn't know who the young master was asking, so he took the initiative to answer the question: "There is a field manager who is sick, and I didn't seem to be okay just now Seeing Xiaosu...maybe it's because she's wearing a hat."

"Oh..." Sun Xi was skeptical.

Su Xiaojiu, who was single-minded and double-minded, also vaguely heard some movement here, and the hand that turned the page slowed down.

It seems that the system has modified the memories of everyone in the small world.

The more marginal characters in the original plot, the easier it is to accept the existence of the character "Xiao Su", and they will actively find suitable reasons to explain the loopholes.

But the protagonists like Yuan Chenshen and Sun Xi will be more or less suspicious of his appearance, so they can only rely on Su Xiaojiu to make friends.

What about Gu Qingling?To what extent is it accepted?

And Yuan Liao...

"Is there anything you don't understand about the part that will be performed later?"

A deep male voice suddenly sounded in his ears, Su Xiaojiu almost exploded, and instantly squeezed the corner of the script, crumpling the paper.

Gu Qingling stood up straight and said gently, "Sorry, did I scare you?"

Su Xiaojiu said yes, you fucking scared the cat to death, but she had a sorry smile on her face: "No, I'm a little easily startled. The content of the script is very simple, Mr. Gu, do I need to do any styling? "

Neither humble nor overbearing, polite.

Gu Qingling glanced carefully at the young man in front of him, and was not sure for a moment whether Su Xiaojiu was sincere, or if his acting skills were too good.

Seems to have more potential than expected.

Su Xiaojiu has a fair complexion and light pupils, as if she is full of autumn water. Her hair is bleached to milk tea color and can be curled. The shape is really special.

"There's no need to make any other styling, put on earrings, put on tattoo stickers on your arms, put on an apron and go straight to the stage." Gu Qingling came to a conclusion.

"Ah?" Su Xiaojiu was stunned.

The order of the crew was restored very quickly. After less than 10 minutes, everything from the set to the actors was back in place.

"Okay, let's go." The stylist finished the group photo, and patted Su Xiaojiu's shoulder with a smile, "You look good and look good in anything, you look so handsome with this killer look, no wonder Mr. Gu took a fancy to it. Don’t do any field work in the future, just rely on this to enter the circle!”

Su Xiaojiu: "...That's not necessary."

He is only a 30-minute Cinderella cat, and he doesn't want to become a Shamat Internet celebrity who turns out to be a low-key and low-key.

[System: There are still 15 minutes left for the additional service, please use it rationally. 】

Su Xiaojiu took a deep breath and stepped into the set.

[System: Ding!Mission 2 completed!White Moonlight points +200. 】

It was the task of filming, and the system required Su Xiaojiu to use disgraceful means other than acting to obtain resources. Su Xiaojiu felt... his luck seemed to be more useful than his face.

He was the pillow that was given to Gu Qingling when he dozed off.

What Su Xiaojiu had to do in this scene was very simple, and 15 minutes was enough to complete the performance.

Yuan Chenshen and other protagonists in the play will sit at a table to eat, and the waiter played by Su Xiaojiu is wearing a loose apron to deliver the food. Because he is in a bad mood, he has a bad attitude and directly spills the drink on the table. No one's clothes were spared.

The male number two was already holding back his fire, and the little firecracker was immediately fired. He couldn't help arguing with the waiter, and accidentally vomited dirty words and was caught by the male lead.

The subsequent emotional dramas are linked one after another, and Su Xiaojiu has no time to see the details. In short, he will be OK if he plays his part well.

Passers-by jokes are easy to say, but acting... is even simpler.

"I love it or not!"

After Su Xiaojiu played the quarrel scene, he threw down the dinner plate angrily. Seeing that the carefully arranged plate was messed up, he simply poured it all onto the oily baking tray on his own initiative.

This is free play outside the script, making this waiter even more irritating.

Yuan Chen frowned deeply and hid back. Seeing that the director and Gu Qingling didn't stop, but were concentrating on observing the camera, he had no choice but to suppress his complaints.

Su Xiaojiu controlled his strength very well, and the oil splashed in a small area, not hindering the surrounding actors, but by coincidence, a series of arc-long splashes happened to collapse just as Su Xiaojiu rolled up his sleeves. His white arms suddenly flushed red.

"!" Su Xiaojiu almost twisted his face.

Forcibly holding back the pain, he poured out the beef in revenge, Su Xiaojiu turned and left.

After he left, the plot continued to follow the script, and Su Xiaojiu was in no mood to watch it again.

He hurriedly went to the field manager to ask for burn ointment, and after showering his arm, he found a secluded corner with shade to apply the ointment.

Bad luck!Su Xiaojiu was speechless.

Angrily, he licked the bitten wound on his mouth, which was already showing the tendency of ulcers—since he became a human, he had been getting hurt all the time, and it was all accidents.

It's better to be a cat, someone will coax you to rub it with medicine, even if you do something wrong, you don't have to be beaten, scolded and punished, you won't worry about running out of food, and you won't throw it away if someone thinks it's troublesome, you just need to be cute and sleep every day... …

Su Xiaojiu was fascinated by his thoughts, and vague memories covered in dust gradually appeared in his mind, but he couldn't recall the distant details no matter what.

The forehead then began to throb and hurt, the more Su Xiaojiu thought about it, the more he had a headache, his thoughts became dizzy as if trapped in a fog, he tried desperately to divert his attention but to no avail, and in desperation bit the wound on his mouth again.

like water off a duck's back.

"Depend on……"

Su Xiaojiu simply threw away the ointment, and directly hid in a dark alley next to him, squatting down with his aching head supported, and asked the system to quickly end the additional service in advance.

[System: Received, the remaining 3 minutes has been transferred to the next backup. 】

The process of transforming back into a cat was silent and quick. The apron that had not been taken off slipped to the ground, and the earrings and tattoo stickers also fell off. Slowly recover.

The rapid heartbeat gradually normalized.

Some things cannot be recalled, but why can't they be forgotten?

Su Xiaojiu was still a little nauseous, and walked out of the alley with her tail cocked, dizzy and dizzy. Before she could find her way, she was suddenly lifted by the nape of her neck.

Looking at Yuan Liao's expressionless pupils, Su Xiaojiu swallowed and froze honestly.

"Mi—" In case of indecision, the kitten acted coquettishly, and the kitten waved its claws at the man coquettishly, wanting to hug him.

"Don't move around." Yuan Liao warned in a deep voice, put the kitten on his arm, and gently pinched the cat's forearm, where the cat's fur had curled up and withered, it was a small burn that was not obvious.

Yuan Liao stared at that place, his eyes darkened and he remained silent.

The little milk cat didn't know, so it tilted its head, stretched out its pink tongue to lick Yuan Liao's finger, scraped the flesh with its soft, barbed tongue, and brought a burst of crisp and numb electricity.

Unmoved, Yuan Liao simply opened the kitten's mouth with one hand, touched the kitten's small fangs lightly, but was startled when he took out his finger—the fingertip was actually stained with a few traces of blood.

Why is there a wound in the mouth?