The second personality got the certificate behind my back [Entertainment]

Zhong Mu didn't know what happened to him.

He usually cooks for his masters piously and conscientiously. The ingredients must be carefully selected, the knife skills must be accurate, and the fire must be just right. Only in this way can the cat rice produced be fragrant and delicious, so that the masters can eat happily.

But today when he was cutting the fish, he actually lost his mind!When he came back to his senses, he found that the diced salmon had been cut into large and small sizes. The largest one was as big as his knuckle, and the small one was directly comparable to a fish eye.The diced fish on the cutting board was a mess, driving the perfectionist man crazy.

Enduring his nausea, he wrinkled his nose and dumped the diced fish into the trash can, and took another piece of salmon out of the refrigerator.

Don't be distracted!

Zhong Mu took several deep breaths,

Force yourself to focus on the only piece of salmon left under the knife, and cut it while silently saying "don't get distracted".

But that doesn't seem to work either -

He began to think about Zhuo Yumo and Xu Turan again, his mind was full of images of them shopping together.

If Zhuo Yumo wants to buy something, why not tell him directly?Why run out on a hot day?If, if you want to go shopping, you can call him, right?He is so big in front of him, why is Zhuo Yumo willing to go out with others without looking for him!

Hmph, she kept saying that she liked him, teased him every day, and tried to touch him, but in the end, something really happened and she went to find someone else.

People these days are hypocritical!

The more Zhong Mu thought about it, the angrier he became, and the faster and heavier the knife was, the result was an accident——

"hiss--"

A sharp stabbing pain came from his index finger. He looked down and saw that his finger had been cut with a knife, and blood was continuously gushing out from the wound, staining the cutting board in an instant.

Seeing this, he quickly put down the kitchen knife and stretched his hand under the faucet to rinse.After flushing for a while, when the blood stopped slowly, he rushed back to the room to find the medicine box, wiped some povidone iodine for disinfection, and finally wrapped his fingers tightly with gauze.

He hasn't cut a finger since he was 19, and what a hell of a day it is.

He came out of the room with a black face, and as soon as he arrived in the living room, he raised his head and met the masters who were lazily lying on the cat climbing frame.Staring at Wushuang's beautiful and self-willed eyes, the young master's inner resentment, unwillingness and grievance suddenly exploded. He sniffed and ran to the cat climbing frame pitifully, thinking that the masters could comfort him. As soon as he stretched out his hand, the master They all had a tacit understanding...all ran away.

"..."

Do you want to despise him so much!

Anyway, it was also injured when I was cooking cat food!

Zhong Mu crouched desolately in front of the cat climbing frame, almost crying without tears.But the grievance is the grievance, and the cat meal still has to continue.He rubbed his nose, got up dejectedly and went to the kitchen to continue cooking.

The Ipad was still on the side, and he had already been upset and buckled it on the table with the screen facing down.He carefully cocked his fingers to prepare the other ingredients. Although his mind was still full of street photos of Zhuo Yumo and Xu Turan, he was busy with his work anyway. Thinking that it was finally done, he opened the cooking pot and took a look inside. It was empty.

...Damn it, I forgot to cook!

The long-lost frustration made Zhong Mu almost want to lie flat on the floor and pretend to be dead.

But he didn't.

He is strong.

He stubbornly went to cook again, served his masters to eat, cleaned up the litter box, tidied up the cat hair on the cat climbing frame, cleaned the house tenaciously, and beat two trays with his fingers. The game - of course, the loss was particularly bad.

But no matter what he did, he felt that he was wronged to death, as if a very hard brush was scratching his heart, scratching it, and it still hurt a little.

He couldn't figure out why Zhuo Yumo would rather invite others than ask him to go out together.

Although he has crowd phobia, but, if Zhuo Yumo invites sincerely, he will still reluctantly agree.

The young master lay on the sofa, thinking over and over again, but couldn't think of an answer that satisfied him.He thought about it, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Zhuo Yumo arrived home on time before dinner.

Originally Xu Turan wanted to invite him to have dinner together, but he thought it was a rare vacation and wanted to go back to have dinner with Zhong Mu, so he politely declined Xu Tuuran's invitation.

Zhong Mu usually looks like he refuses people thousands of miles away, and he doesn't seem to care about the fact that he has no friends, but Zhuo Yumo thinks of him naming all the appliances, thinking of his bickering with Xiaobao and bothering to please Mao Mao Seeing their appearance, I always feel in my heart that Zhong Mu is actually very lonely.

In fact, Zhong Mu is very afraid of being alone.

So even if it's just a short two-day vacation, he wants to spend more time with Zhong Mu, even if they just sit together and watch their mobile phones, or just play games in silence, it's better than Zhong Mu talking to himself in the air alone good.

Zhuo Yumo pressed the password to open the door, and saw Zhong Mu lying on the sofa with his back outside as soon as he entered.The sofa in the living room was very wide, Zhong Mu was lying on it, still shrunk slightly, looking childish for some reason, making people feel distressed.Zhuo Yumo changed his shoes, walked over with the gift he bought, and found that Zhong Mu had fallen asleep.

The air conditioner at home seemed to be a bit cold, Zhuo Yumo was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he hurried upstairs from his room and took an air-conditioning blanket down to cover him.At this time, Yuhuan suddenly ran onto the back of the sofa from nowhere, lowered her head and stared curiously at the sleeping Zhong Mu, as if planning to land on him in some posture.

"Hush..." Seeing this, Zhuo Yumo hurriedly picked up the little beauty, patted its head, and said in a low voice, "Don't play tricks today. You guys always love to bully him, if you make him sleep again, he really wants to Cry for you to see."

Yuhuan seemed to have understood Zhuo Yumo's words, she rubbed against Zhuo Yumo's chest coquettishly, and made a very soft "mi".

He walked into the kitchen with the cat in his arms and saw that everything was cleaned up, except for some unfinished cat food, which was sealed with plastic wrap and placed on the table.

He scratched the chin of Yuhuan in his arms, went out and put it on the cat climbing frame, repeated "don't make trouble with him", then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen again.

Since Zhong Mu fell asleep, he can only cook today's dinner.

He put on Zhong Mu's newly bought Doraemon apron, opened the refrigerator to look, picked out a few ingredients that he could barely handle, and hurriedly cooked in the kitchen by himself.

When the meal was ready, Zhuo Yumo ran to the living room wearing an apron to see that Zhong Mu hadn't woken up yet.After hesitating for a while, he carefully poked the young master's arm with his fingers, while calling his name softly.

"Hmm..." The sleepy Zhong Mu probably felt uncomfortably poked, he twisted his body childishly, and struggled for a long time before peeking out his head from the blanket, looking at Zhuo Yumo with sleepy eyes in a daze.

Because his head had been buried in the blanket, Zhong Mu was blushing now, and with his messy hair, he was so cute that it was a bit foul.Zhuo Yumo couldn't hold back his "poof" laugh and told him to get up for dinner.

Zhong Mu lay on the sofa hugging the quilt and dawdled for a while before finally waking up.Realizing that he had fallen asleep on the sofa just now, he covered his face in shame, ran to the bathroom to comb his hair and brushed his teeth, and then walked to the dining table with a stinky face.

He didn't forget that Zhuo Yumo went out with someone else today.

Seeing that he was not very happy, Zhuo Yumo thought it was because he disliked the food he made, so he rubbed his hands a little awkwardly for a while, and said embarrassedly: "I saw you fell asleep, so I didn't wake you up. The cooking is not good... ...you're going to settle down tonight?"

After hearing what Zhuo Yumo said, Zhong Mu turned his attention to the dinner table.There are simple three dishes and one soup on the table, the color and aroma are quite ordinary, although it is obvious at a glance that it should not be dark cuisine, but it is also quite unpretentious.Zhong Mu originally refused to eat food made by others, especially the food on this table looked so bland. He snorted coldly and was about to say no to it, but he looked up and saw Zhuo Yumo's expectant eyes. The words were so stuck in his throat that he couldn't even speak them.

After trying for a long time but failed, he puffed up his cheeks in frustration, and said coldly: "Just eat a little." Hearing this, Zhuo Yumo happily served him a bowl of rice.

Zhuo Yumo's cooking skills can only be said to be ordinary, and it is also an ordinary home-cooking level. It can only be said to be edible, and the taste is not very strange, but it is not very delicious.Zhong Mu picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and tasted it.The gravy was too thick, and the heat was not well controlled.In normal times, if he had made this himself, he would have thrown it in the trash can long ago.But with Zhuo Yumo's eyes, he couldn't say any harsh words, so he could only endure the bland taste and bury his head in his meal.

"What happened to your finger?" Zhuo Yumo asked suddenly.

Zhong Mu, who was buried in his meal, glanced sideways at the gauze on his index finger, and said coldly, "It's nothing, I accidentally cut it while making cat food."

"Have you been sterilized?" Zhuo Yumo heard that it was a cut, so he couldn't sit still.

"Well, it's okay." Zhong Mu replied lightly, obviously not wanting to talk.

Zhuo Yumo tilted his head with an expression, feeling that the young master was a bit strange today, but he couldn't figure out why, so he just kept his head down and ate without talking.

But his silence gave Zhong Mu a wrong signal.

Usually, when eating, Zhuo Yumo would always talk about something, sometimes it was something about the crew, sometimes it was an interesting thing he encountered while studying, but today he was also very quiet, Zhong Mu even had a lot of imagination, was it because he I found it more interesting to communicate with Xu Turan, so I didn't want to continue chatting with him.

Hmm, superficial.

vulgar.

No hierarchy.

No taste.

Every time Zhong Mu ate a mouthful of food, he would slander, and every time he slandered, the expression on his face became worse. When he finished eating, his handsome face was like a coffin board.He ate the last grain of rice in the bowl, and he didn't even have the mood to clean up the table, he got up and wanted to go back to his room.

"Uh... wait a minute, Zhong Mu." Seeing this, Zhuo Yumo hurriedly stopped him, got up and ran to get the big and small bags he brought back, and put them on the coffee table together.

Zhong Mu stopped and looked back, saw the pile of things on the coffee table, raised his eyebrows in confusion, although he really wanted to ask what it was, but he didn't forget that he was still angry, so he remained silent.

"You go to the crew to deliver meals to me every day, and you've been busy with me a lot. I don't know how to thank you. Today, I took the actors from the same crew to help me make a reference and buy some things... I know you don't know anything. No, if you don’t like it, it’s okay not to.”

Zhuo Yumo said, touching his nose nervously, biting his lip and looking at Zhong Mu.

Meow meow meow?

what did he say?Are you going out today to buy me a present?Looking for that Xu Turan just to use him as an adviser?

Master Zhong is indeed a top student with two doctorate degrees, and he immediately grasped the key information in Zhuo Yumo's words.

He went out to buy me something.

Going to luxury stores is also for me.

I was photographed because I wanted to pick a gift for me.

The suffocation that had been held in my heart all afternoon suddenly disappeared like a balloon that was punctured at this moment.Zhong Mu's coffin face finally loosened, his lips trembled triumphantly with a small arc.But he consciously controlled his expression, walked up to Zhuo Yumo pretending to be nonchalant, didn't even look at what was in the bag, just took everything in his hand, turned around and ran to the room quickly.

"Don't you see what it is?" Zhuo Yumo was still nervous.

"You said that I don't need anything, but do I still care what you bought?" Zhong Mu said arrogantly, "I only accepted it because of your sincerity. Anyway, I don't need anything." He said and ran into the room in a hurry.

"... Oh." Zhuo Yumo scratched his hair, feeling that he really didn't understand the young master's mind.He obviously had a coffin face just now, why does he seem to be a little happier now?He just saw Young Master Zhong, if he wasn't [-]% sure that he was human and not a goblin, he would have thought there was a fluffy cat tail wagging behind Young Master.

"By the way," Zhong Mu suddenly revealed half of his head from the room, "I'll clean up the table and the kitchen."

"it is good."

"I want to play games."

"Okay, I'll fight with you."

"Don't cook next time, it's really not very delicious."

"..."