Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

When Song Qingyou was drawing the drawings, Jiang Zhihan didn't pay much attention.

At this moment, he saw ten pictures, all of which were filled with various dolls. He couldn't help but look up at Song Qingyou:

"Meow--?"

‘Why are they all dolls? ’

He is a grown man, no, he is still a male cat for the time being. Even playing with a laser pointer is better than playing with a doll, right?

Song Qingyou: "Don't you even like it?"

She clicked on the picture in the middle with a disappointed look on her face.

"I think this doll will be very beautiful. It is the same color as Zhizhi and has a pink bow around its neck..."

Jiang Zhihan:...

This is clearly the type of play that only little girls love to play!

Don't think that just because he is a cat, it is easy to fool him!

"What about this one?" Song Qingyou took out the drawing next to her like a salesman.

On it is a small green dinosaur with a Christmas hat on its head. The overall color is very fresh and it looks cute.

Jiang Zhihan remained unmoved.

These dolls are quite suitable as toys for children.

If they have children in the future, they can make them as toys for their children...

As soon as the flowing thoughts got here, they got stuck.

Jiang Zhihan stiffened: What was he thinking just now? Think about the child he had with Qingyou? This is too far-fetched to think about...

At the very least, he has to wait for Song Qingyou to reach No. 1 on the artist rankings, and for the "magic" of turning into a cat to expire...

Jiang Zhihan, who was immersed in his own thoughts, failed to listen to what Song Qingyou said later.

When he came to his senses, he heard Song Qingyou say in a low tone:

"...It seems that Zhizhi doesn't like these dolls, so I can only redraw a few."

Jiang Zhihan quickly stretched out his paw to take a picture of each picture, then raised his head: "Meow~"

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment: "You like them all?"

"Meow~"

"That Zhizhi is too greedy. I can't make ten of them for you in a short time, and -"

Song Qingyou was about to speak but stopped.

Jiang Zhihan tilted his head: "Meow?"

'And what? ’

Song Qingyou stopped talking and spread out the ten pictures again, "Which one does Zhizhi like best?"

Looking at the dolls and drawings filled with girlish hearts in front of him, Jiang Zhihan resignedly patted the one that Song Qingyou had "strongly promoted" at the beginning.

"Meow--"

‘That’s it. ’

Anyway, it's impossible for him to play with this kind of doll, and he has no interest in such gadgets.

Song Qingyou didn't know what her cat was thinking. She carefully pulled the drawing out from under the cat's paw, and then looked at it carefully.

"It won't take long to make it, Zhizhi, don't worry."

Jiang Zhihan:?

What is he anxious about?

Even though he was full of questions, Song Qingyou would not answer them for him.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Zhihan opened the tablet with his claws.

After finishing the work reported by Fang Yan, he asked Fang Yan to buy a material package for making dolls, and then send it directly to Chen Lan, and asked Chen Lan to find a way to send it to Baicha Village.

It saves Qingyou from having to worry about whether there will be materials for making dolls at the market in Baicha Village before going to bed.

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Early the next morning, at dawn, there was a knock on the door outside the B\u0026B.

As if noticing that no one answered the door, a blast of horns sounded throughout the B\u0026B:

"Open sesame."

"Open the watermelon."

"Orange opens the door."

…

The long list of names of fruits and vegetables is almost endless.

Tang Zinian, who lived on the first floor and had a room closest to the door, couldn't bear it anymore. He opened the window with his messy hair:

"Stop shouting! Are you going to let people sleep so early in the morning?"

"Director Wei, if you continue to be so crazy, be careful no one comes to your show in the future!"

Before he finished speaking, the trumpet sound suddenly stopped, followed by:

"Is this how your village guesthouse treats its guests?"

guest……?

Tang Zinian woke up in a daze.

Then I saw Fu Chen's face outside the window.

"Fu...Brother Fu?!"

Tang Zinian had collaborated with Fu Chen before.

At that time, Fu Chen had long been famous, but Tang Zinian was unknown. When he was harassed by investors, it was Fu Chen who helped him out.

So when he saw Fu Chen, Tang Zinian suddenly woke up, combed his hair a few times, changed his clothes, and ran to open the door.

Fu Chen is not the only guest coming this time.

Behind him were Xu Mingrui and He Yuan.

"Brother Fu, Director Xu, and Teacher He, please come in." Tang Zinian stepped out of the way.

He Yuan smiled and said: "It's not three, it's four."

"ah?"

Tang Zinian looked confused, and the next second he saw a little boy walking out from behind Xu Mingrui.

"Ah, there is another kid." Tang Zinian asked, "He is...?"

"He is my little nephew, his name is Yiyi."

Xu Mingrui didn't want to explain more, so he simply omitted Jiang Yi's last name and squeezed the little boy's hand:

"Yiyi, call someone quickly."

Jiang Yi: "Hello, uncle."

Tang Zinian's mouth twitched slightly: "Just call me brother."

"Brother." Jiang Yi changed his words calmly, and then asked, "I came to play with auntie. Where is auntie?"

"Auntie is—?" Tang Zinian was confused.

Xu Mingrui replied: "That's Sister You."

"So he calls me uncle and aunt indiscriminately? I thought he thought I was very old..."

Xu Mingrui coughed twice, "He also calls me uncle."

"That's true." Tang Zinian had just woken up and his mind was a little confused, "Director Xu looks like a teenager, and he is also called uncle."

Xu Mingrui, who hates being said to be too young: "..."

Fu Chen chuckled softly: "Stop standing at the door. Follow us up the mountain one by one. Let him rest first."

Tang Zi Nian nodded knowingly, "Yes, you guys come in and have a rest first."

After the group entered the house, Song Qingyou came down from upstairs.

Jiang Yi saw her first. After letting go of Xu Mingrui's hand, he ran straight over.

"Good morning sister!"

The child raised his head, his dark eyes shining brightly.

Tang Zinian's face was full of doubts: "Sister? Didn't Yiyi just say that it belongs to the aunt?"

Jiang Yi answered without hesitation:

"My uncle said, you can call me sister in front of my sister, but you should call me aunt in front of others!"

Moreover, not all aunts are going to marry dad, he remembers it very clearly!

Tang Zinian and others didn't know who the "little uncle" mentioned by Jiang Yi was, so they all looked at Xu Mingrui.

Xu Mingrui subconsciously looked at Song Qingyou, hoping that she could help answer it, but he just looked over and met the eyes of the cat in Song Qingyou's arms.

Xu Mingrui was shocked and did not ask Song Qingyou for help. He only explained dryly:

"Yiyi likes to call me sister. In order not to mess with the seniority, I let him call me both names together."

Tang Zinian: "Then let me call you uncle!"

He was so impatient, it was obvious that he didn’t want anyone to take advantage of him.

There was a lot of movement downstairs, and several other people who usually didn't get up too early came out of the room one after another after a while.

No, it’s still not suitable for writing this kind of slow variety show

I can’t express my feeling, and it’s very wordy.

I will finish writing this part as soon as possible