Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

"Hello." After the song was sung, Xiao Yun walked towards Su Zening. She looked at Su Zening with bright eyes, as if she was looking at some kind of baby.

The gaze that looked at himself like a commodity made Su Zening take a step back.

Xiao Yun smiled, stepped forward and introduced himself: "My name is Xiao Yun, and President Fu asked me to take you."

Su Zening didn't answer: "Mr. Fu" Fu Xiao, what kind of a moth is this, what does he need to bring with him?

Su Zening couldn't hide anything on his face, and that face clearly wrote all what was on his mind.

Xiao Yun chuckled, Mr. Fu didn't say it, and naturally he wouldn't say it, her eyes were poisonous, and she had never seen so many dirty things in the entertainment industry for so many years.

She could see clearly the relationship between President Fu and this young man at a glance, and President Fu was afraid that he was serious about this young man.

But she's a smart person and knows what to say and what not to say. She took a look at the boy just to have a bottom line in her heart.

She just read the contract first, and the teenager hadn't signed it yet. She said that it is not necessarily that President Fu will use this contract to please the little beauty someday. Why can't she think about it? He smiled and said: "I have seen the contract you signed with Angus. You have the obligation to cooperate with the announcement of the movie. You will cooperate with the announcement in the future. You can't do it now. I am here to help you."

She was right, being a teenager is very good, but as an artist, she still needs to take some physical lessons.

Since she decided to bring the boy, she naturally understood that cooperating with Angus's film announcement was an excellent opportunity for the boy to make his debut. If it works well, teenagers can definitely become famous in one battle.

How could she miss this good opportunity? When the first round of promotional videos for the movie was released a month later, the juvenile contract should have been signed, and the two cooperated just right.

if--

A look of regret flashed across Xiao Yun's face. If there were music variety shows with decent national standards in the same period, the popularity of young people would be further improved.

Unfortunately, the time is limited, and there is no domestic music program scheduled for a month, and it is too late to form a team now.

Unless there is a ready-made team.

There is no way to do this. She has to think about whether there are other ways to improve the youth's nationality.

Xiao Yun thought so much in his mind, Su Zening didn't know it at all, he looked at Xiao Yun hesitantly.

At this time, the people around had recognized Xiao Yunlai and greeted her at a discount: "Mr. Xiao."

Xiao Yun nodded slightly, she smiled and handed Su Zening a piece of paper: "This is your training class schedule, the time and place are all there, you can come on time." She was looking for top teachers and ordinary artists. Can't ask for money.

Of course these teenagers don't have to know.

Su Zening took this piece of paper and didn't think much about it. He only regarded it as part of the cooperation with Angus. After all, Angus' film is also one of the key projects of Fu Xiao's company this year, and Fu Xiao single-handedly facilitated it.

Being able to help Fu Xiao will also help Fu Xiao's career, and he is even a little proud.

But this pride only lasted until he opened the piece of paper and saw the densely packed courses on it for a week. Su Zening's eyes widened.

So many lessons! He will die after all of them.

Before he had time to feel sad, Wesson had already told him to go over and start the second recording.

This time, the musicians were all in place ahead of schedule, and their expressions were no longer joking, and they showed their true skills.

Wesson smiled with satisfaction.

He knew that his arrogant team had already recognized the teenagers.

Tick ​​tock, time passed little by little.

The moving vocals hummed like the wind in the mountains, constantly circling in the small recording studio, with the warmth of the spring breeze.

"Okay! Done." Wesson took off his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows with joy in his eyes.

Although this is only the theme song of the promotional film, he was not able to finish it so quickly.

He looked at the boy as if he were looking at a treasure. What is even more surprising is the attitude of the young man. He finished so quickly, but he did not have a trace of pride. Instead, he kept asking himself if he wanted to record it again, try it for a few more days, and choose the best version.

Wei Sen looked at the boy with approval, and the tall Nordic man said softly: "It's already great, you don't need to choose, Yi, you have to believe in me and yourself." The boy's humble attitude made him very satisfied. , he has seen too many talented but arrogant people.

Su Zening reluctantly smiled and looked at the class schedule that said the recording started immediately after the end of the recording, but he couldn't smile at all.

God, does he believe in himself?

It's that he doesn't want to go to class yet.

noon.

Su Zening squatted gloomily in the dessert shop near Xingchen, eating strawberry-flavored ice cream with a spoon.

The strawberry-flavored ice cream is the best.

He will start his class in the afternoon.

Only ice cream could give him some solace.

With a few donuts packed in his hand, Su Zening walked out of the dessert shop.

Suddenly there was a panicked meow not far away.

Su Zening saw a few wild cats meowing around an old cow cat.

Aside from its white claws, the cow-hair cat has a dark body and sharp eyes. Although it is lying on the ground, it still pays attention to its surroundings. It looks very powerful when it is young, but now the hair is sparse. Su Zening finds it strange at first glance. The cat is about ten years old.

Wild cats don't live that long.

Beside it, several wild cats meow anxiously, desperately pushing what they found to the old cat.

The old cat just glanced and closed his eyes.

Su Zening recalled that some domestic cats would automatically leave the house a few months before they were about to die, which was probably the case with this cat.

The teeth of the old cats are not very good, and the old cats can't eat the things that the wild cats find.

He disliked this the most. Su Zening thought about it and went to a nearby pet store to buy special cat food and hair milk powder. He also asked for a plastic box, soaked the cat food and put it in front of the old cat.

As soon as he walked over, the wild cats next to him dispersed. The old cat just glanced at him, then lowered his head and leaned on the ground.

Seems to have given up.

The black-haired boy sat on the side of the road indifferently, then hugged the old cat in his arms, and put the cat food soaked in a plastic box to the mouth of the old cat.

The old cat whiskers moved and looked up at Su Zening.

Su Zening patted the old cat's dirty fur and said seriously: "How good it is to live, your master is still waiting for you to recover. If you say no, it would be good to live one more day in the world where he exists. Yes."

"At least I can see the same moon as him at night."

It wasn't just his words that moved the old cat, the old cat finally moved his mouth and ate the soft cat food.

Su Zening is not in a hurry to feed slowly.

So one person and one cat sit on the side of the road.

Under the tall and straight tree, the wind blew the young man's black hair flying, the beautiful young man hummed the morning song leisurely, and a cat in his arms raised his head to look at him from time to time.

What Fu Xiao saw was the scene in front of him.

He came to find Su Zening, and Su Zening's location is still in his mobile phone.

He saw Su Zening's position on the side of the road for a long time and didn't move, and was afraid that Su Zening would find him in an accident.

Seeing that Su Zening was fine, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao didn't care about sitting next to the boy's voice, and he didn't care that it didn't fit in with his expensive haute couture suit.

He rested his hands on the ends of his slender legs, his coat was unbuttoned, and the handsome man had a rare scornful look.

Seeing that it was Fu Xiao, Su Zening said hesitantly, "Mr. Fu, can your family adopt this cat?"

Afraid of Fu Xiao's misunderstanding, he quickly explained: "Last time I saw your house adopting stray cats. And the contract I signed with Director Angus before, all the income will go to the foundation, and the cats will be kept alive. Is the food good or not?” This is what Little Sugar Cake has long thought about.

Fu Xiao looked sideways at the young man and deliberately joked, "If I don't agree to let this cat come over, won't you donate the money to me?"

"Of course not." The boy replied, and he thought casually—

If Fu Xiao didn't agree, he could only take the cat back as a small sugar cake.

When the time comes, Little Sugar Cake can't blame him when he leaves the house on the bus to look for the cat.

but--

The young man tilted his head and looked at Fu Xiao, his eyes were like the blue sky, looking at Fu Xiao was a little embarrassed, because when he was begging for help, the young man's voice was soft, the two were close, and the heat of his lips moved on Fu Xiao. On Xiao's shoulder.

The teenager bit his lower lip and said, "Can you help me, I will promise you whatever you ask me to do in the future."

Such as helping you carry dirty clothes to the laundry room, such as helping you carry your office tablet.

He has made a big concession!

If it were before, he wouldn't be so servile!

Fu Xiao took a breath, his eyes darkened. The young man still dared to say that he did what he did, whether it was intentional or unintentional?

The young man was very close, and he could ask about the taste of the young man. It was sweet, like donuts in the candy cabinet, full of temptation, and his bitten lower lip was particularly red.

Fu Xiao used all his willpower to look away from the boy's lips and said, "Okay, give it to me."

"Fu Xiao, you are so good." The young man happily held Fu Xiao's hand, and habitually rubbed his head on Fu Xiao's hand--

Fu Xiao's eyes were on the boy's hand holding him.

The boy immediately let go of his hand, laughed twice to hide his embarrassment and said, "Don't be so stingy, what's wrong with touching it?"

Um? mean?

Fu Xiao hummed inexplicably, staring at the boy with deep eyes.

Thick-skinned as Su Zening also felt a little uncomfortable. Under Fu Xiao's gaze, he slowly blushed, lowered his head and whispered, "What are you doing?"

Fu Xiao laughed softly, his voice was very low and magnetic, he stretched out his hand and slowly approached under Su Zening's gaze.

Su Zening looked at the gradually enlarged hand, and his heart was pounding.

Fu Xiao, what is Fu Xiao doing?

Fu Xiao's fingertips touched his face, and the slightly rough touch made Su Zening's breathing stagnate and his heart numb.

He suddenly did not dare to look into Fu Xiao's eyes.

Fu Xiao's low voice sounded in his ear with a subtle teasing: "Look, you have sugar grains on your face."

Su Zening was stunned for a moment, his mind exploded, and then his face flushed red.

Fu Xiao's eyes flashed with satisfaction.

The old cat, who was held by Su Zening in his arms, looked back and forth between the two of them and said to Su Zening, "Your partner?"

The author has something to say: Guess why the sugar cake tastes like a donut

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Because Little Sugar Cake ate donuts, and he also packed donuts next to him.

Hahaha

Don't imitate Mr. Fu, think about how some people don't have the taste of donuts.