undernourished

Rong Mian has not slept so well for a long time

When in cat form, Rong Mian feels that she even breathes a lot more lightly. Although the viewing angle will be much lower than when in human form, but when sleeping, cat form will be really much more comfortable.

He likes the feeling that his whole body can be wrapped in soft and thick cloth, so that Rongmian can curl up his body into a ball, let his tail surround his body, and have a safe and high-quality sleep.

However, cats are very alert animals, and the slightest movement will make their ears perk up.

Rong Mian heard footsteps outside the door.

It was Liu Yuanfeng, standing at the door rubbing his hands, looking at Rong Mian, who was squinting and huddled in the blanket, sweating wildly, with fear written honestly on his face.

He shouted tremblingly: "That, Xiao Rong..."

The repressive relationship between animals exists naturally, especially for the relationship between natural enemies. Even after transforming into a human form, Rong Mian knows how much pressure Liu Yuanfeng feels at this moment.

Rong Mian felt that there was a great possibility that Liu Yuanfeng would pass over if he stood for a while longer, so he shook his tail and changed back into a human form.

The blanket was too small for him in human form, and Rong Mian's upper body was directly exposed to the air, without the fur covering, he felt a little cold.

For small animals like them, it is necessary to take off all the clothes before changing from human form to original form.

Because the clothes will not shrink in the same proportion, if you don't take off the clothes, it will be easy to change back to the original shape and find that your head is being covered by underwear.

However, animals don't care much about the exposed skin. After seeing Rong Mian transform back into a human form, Liu Yuanfeng showed a "Mom is saved" expression.

He raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead again, obviously relieved.

Rong Mian said, "I'm sorry, Director Liu."

Liu Yuanfeng quickly waved his hands, he was still nervous for a long time, and couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

Rong Mian asked Liu Yuanfeng one by one what he didn't understand in the script. Liu Yuanfeng was still a little scared, and the person sitting next to him was a little cautious, but he still explained it to him a little bit seriously.

Rong Mian held a pen, listened attentively, and wrote something stroke by stroke next to the lines, which looked decent.

Liu Yuanfeng was afraid, so he still couldn't hold back his curious sneak glance, but was dumbfounded—good guy, those who didn't know thought he was drawing a spell to ward off evil.

"..."

Liu Yuanfeng said, "Actually, if you have any questions, you can ask Zhong Yi more. He is a nice guy, and he often helps newcomers in acting."

However, Liu Yuanfeng paused when he saw Rong Mian's hand holding the pen.

"he……"

Rong Mian raised her eyes, and asked a little abruptly, "I mean Zhong Yi, he knows your real body is..."

Liu Yuanfeng was stunned for a moment, and seemed to find this question very strange: "Of course it's impossible."

The reason why Liu Yuanfeng answered so firmly is because he has transformed into an old fried dough stick for more than 30 years. Like all animals with the ability to transform, he was cautious at the beginning, lest he would leak it from any small detail. flaw.

But later he discovered that as long as he didn't lose his horse in the extreme situation of changing back to the original on the spot in front of human beings, there was basically no possibility of being discovered.

Because human beings don't think in this direction at all.

Looks like I'm the only one out there.

Rong Mian thought, lowered her head, and slowly closed the pen cap,

"Thank you Director Liu."

He said politely, "I understand."

Every time he called Liu Yuanfeng Director Liu, Liu Yuanfeng felt a chilly seven-level wind blowing behind him, and his neck shrank subconsciously, so he could only wave his hand pretending to be calm to show that he was fine.

Then Liu Yuanfeng fled in despair.

Rong Mian nestled on the sofa for a while longer.

He suddenly felt movement outside the door, and looked up in surprise, only to vaguely see a figure flashing through the crack of the door.

He could only put on his clothes first, walked to the door with bare feet, pushed the door open, and found that the corridor was empty and there was no one there.

There was a takeaway bag on the ground, which was written as a certain porridge shop, Rong Mian squatted down, stretched out her fingers to touch the plastic bowl containing the porridge, and found that the porridge was still warm.

He picked up the plastic bag and sniffed it at the handle, and a unique citrus aroma flooded his nostrils.

Rong Mian soon knew the answer.

He stood on the set, in front of him was a man in a wheelchair, and his body was enveloped by a slightly higher concentration, the same orange scent.

However, judging from Zhong Yi's expressionless face, this person should be angry at this moment.

To be precise, he should be angry with himself.

Both of them are not in the right state, and the play is also in a mess. Liu Yuanfeng saw that something was wrong, so he could only ask the two of them to adjust by themselves.

"You have personal feelings for me."

As soon as he left the crowd, Rong Mian explained the reason very bluntly, "So there is no way to perform well."

Zhong Yi didn't answer his words.

He just thought it was a bit ridiculous, laughing at himself that he really believed that the kid was just delusional and went astray for a while, and even thought his appearance when he was catching butterflies...was a little bit cute.

But it's true, one second he would take off his pants in the toilet and hook up with someone he met for the first time, and the next second he would casually climb into the director's bed, which is reasonable and reasonable, but there is nothing too unreasonable.

Zhong Yi's most angry point is that Liu Yuanfeng is still a family man.

He even posted a family portrait in Moments the day before yesterday. In the photo, he and his wife and daughter are all round and round, looking at the camera cheerfully. It is the kind of happiness that makes people watch the corners of their mouths rise.

Co-authorship is not a good thing.

Zhong Yi thought.

Rong Mian is not a person who is very good at dealing with silent situations, he tilted his head and stared at Zhong Yi for a while, but he still didn't understand where he was angry.

So he thought about it, and said to Zhong Yi, "Thank you for the porridge."

Zhong Yi ignored his favor and said, "It's Shen Yan's porridge."

He didn't bother to procrastinate any longer, so he simply looked at Rong Mian and pointed it out straightforwardly, "Do you know that Liu Yuanfeng has a wife and child? A daughter who just entered elementary school?"

Rong Mian didn't seem to understand the connection between these two sentences.

"I know."

He said.

Rong Mian didn't tell Zhong Yi that Liu Yuanfeng and his family still have a two-year-old son, but they haven't been able to form it yet, so there is no way to disclose it to the public.

It is rare for animals to be able to change form, but generally speaking, if both parents have the ability to change into human form, the offspring will basically be able to change form from birth.

So Liu Yuanfeng was so worried that he even brought his son in a small cage to ask Uncle Yun for consultation.

At that time, Rong Mian was in the state of confinement because he ate a whole bag of freeze-dried meat, so he only caught a glimpse from a distance, and remembered that his son was also a round ball.

Uncle Yun told Liu Yuanfeng not to be impatient, saying that it was mainly because he had been fed too much and he was too lazy, and a few meals of hunger might be enough. Finally, he gave Liu Yuanfeng some special pickled hay.

It was because of this favor and Rong Mian's good performance in the last web drama that he got the role this time, so he cherished this opportunity very much.

"Know that you are still looking for him?"

Zhong Yi didn't know the inside story, so at the moment he only felt the absurdity, the kind of absurdity that would cause a cerebral hemorrhage in the next second.

"You are really nobody..."

Zhong Yi realized that what he was about to say would be very unpleasant. He looked at the boy's young side face and took a deep breath. In the end, he could only shake his head and sneer, and swallowed his words.

"Because Director Liu was telling me a play just now."

Rong Mian looked at him suspiciously, "But I still don't understand something."

Take me for a fool.

Rong Mian's words undoubtedly added fuel to the fire, Zhong Yi only felt that he was laughing angrily now, what kind of magic script is this, and he had to take off all his clothes while reading it?

"Row."

Zhong Yi nodded, now he just wanted to see how this person could continue to make up, "Come on, tell me what specific scene you just talked about."

Rong Mian hummed, lowered her head and opened the script.

"That's the next paragraph."

Rong Mian pointed to Zhong Yi, "I still don't quite understand how to give this part of my eyes."

He looked very serious, and his face was so calm that there was no flaw. Zhong Yi was really confused this time.

For a while, Zhong Yi couldn't tell if this person was really too good at acting and too thick-skinned, or if he really misunderstood the shitty thing between him and Liu Yuanfeng,

But the appearance of Liu Yuanfeng sweating profusely when he escaped from the desert just now is still vivid in his memory, and through the crack of the door, he did see the child so clean...

The young man's thin and white waist appeared again in Zhong Yi's mind. He cursed secretly, took a deep breath, and glanced at the script in this man's hand. Seeing the dense annotations on it, he was startled again. .

He thought that although the child's mind was not right, he still had a sense of responsibility for his career, and his mood suddenly became a little more complicated.

Thinking of focusing on filming, Zhong Yi suppressed the anger in his heart for a while,

"Here, I'm continuing to test you under the guise of delivering milk to you."

Zhong Yi glanced at the script, and said coldly, "The point is what I said when I was smoking. Feel it yourself, and then think about how to answer it."

This scene is very interesting, and there is something in the whole story. It is a scene in which the criminal policeman played by Zhong Yi bought milk and came to school in order to investigate the case, and continued to talk about Rong Mian.

Zhong Yi is most annoyed by the smell of cigarettes, but he needs to smoke in this scene.

In fact, there is no need to do so much in the scene, but Zhong Yi took out the lighter when he pondered for a while.

He pulled his golden chariot over and sat on it.

Zhong Yi sat in a wheelchair and began to light a cigarette; Rong Mian sat on the bench opposite him, biting the straw of a carton of milk, staring curiously at the slow-burning cigarette in Zhong Yi's hand.

Rong Mian is very familiar with this smell. He recalled the time when he was with customers in cat cafes. Although smoking was banned in cat cafes, many male customers would have the smell of tobacco, which he didn't like.

Zhong Yi flipped through the book with a cigarette in his mouth, and he had a rough idea in his mind. When he raised his head again, he had already entered the state.

"How about this, little classmate, I come to see you after school every day, and you chat with me for half an hour."

Zhong Yi's facial features are bright and deep, and the smile in his eyes is dark and unclear. He sits in a wheelchair in a very relaxed posture, but he gives people a stable and inexplicable sense of trust.

He just looked straight into Rong Mian's eyes, and slowly exhaled the smoke bit by bit.

In the hazy white smoke, Zhong Yi casually said his lines: "I give you a box of milk every day, why..."

Rong Mian: "Okay."

"..."

Zhong Yi said, "Child, your words are wrong."

Rong Mian paused for a moment, as if he just came back to his senses, only then did he realize that he had just replied to Zhong Yi, and he just froze.

Zhong Yi didn't pay much attention, he just pointed at Ben'er with a cigarette and explained to Rong Mian.

He explained it very clearly, and analyzed it completely from the perspective of Rong Mian's role, including the demeanor and small movements to be grasped later, and explained very clearly the details.

Rong Mian can catch the frequency of cigarette ash shaking off Zhong Yi's fingers, and can also see the deep and handsome eyebrows of the man opposite when the smoke rises in the air.

The orange-red flame turned into a dull gray, Rong Mian blinked lightly.

Zhong Yi held his cigarette again, freed his hand to turn the page of the script, and asked him casually, "...do you understand?"

Rong Mian nodded.

Zhong Yi looked at the annotations written by this person on the script. The characters are really ugly. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are pictographs, but the way and angle of understanding are quite interesting.

So Zhong Yi hummed, and was about to pinch the cigarette, but Rong Mian, who was staring at him for a long time, suddenly stretched out his hand, and snatched the half-lit cigarette from his hand.

Zhong Yi didn't stop him, and saw the young man in front of him pinching half of the cigarette with his hands and looking at it for a moment, then lowered his head and sniffed it hesitantly.

Then he took a big mouthful directly——

Zhong Yi: "...?"

As expected, Rong Mian was choked to death, he covered his mouth and turned his face away, and started to cough.

After a while, he turned his head back and looked at the cigarette in his hand again, as if he was a little confused why the taste of this little thing was so complicated and unspeakable.

"very nice……"

Zhong Yi heard him whisper, "So I want to try too."

Zhong Yi froze for a moment: "——what?"

Then he watched the boy in front of him raise his head, his eyelashes trembled because of the cough, but his eyes were wet, with a peaceful and pure brightness.

So Rong Mian carefully explained to Zhong Yi again: "I mean, you looked very good when you were smoking just now."

high.

At that moment, Zhong Yi finally realized clearly that the rank of the boy in front of him was really high.

The author says:

Zhong Yi (gritting teeth): Good means, good scheming, and a good cup of pure green tea.

Rong Mian (at a loss):?Is it ready for dinner, but I don't like drinking tea.