My ancestors wouldn't let me be gay

Sheng Mingcastle woke up the next day with a severe migraine.

Lying on the bed for a while, thinking about whether he has any work today, in fact, he has very little work every year, does not participate in social activities, does not want to attend various fame and fortune venues, and does not like to walk on the red carpet.

The only places where he can be seen are the set and the awards ceremony.

The actor lives in a simple place, and only shoots one movie a year, and each movie refreshes the audience's perception of his acting skills.

His fans are basically experienced, hardcore fans, mature fans, not easy to lose fans, and not easy to step back, so this is the reason why he has nothing to fear.

If a person wants to stand out from the crowd, he only needs to do one thing well.

Apart from wanting to make good plays, Sheng Mingjiao goes to Chinese opera classes at other times.

Sheng Mingjie got up and tidied up. The housekeeper had already cleaned up the house, and all the barbecue garbage from the previous night had been cleaned up. Even the two uncles in the guest room got up and went home.

The whole house was empty and lifeless.

Sheng Mingcheng sighed, such an unpopular place really doesn't feel like a home.

So he decided to give up the idea of ​​going to class, grabbed the car keys on the coffee table, put on a peaked cap casually, put on a mask, and drove to the flower and bird market.

He's going to pick up a pet cat.

There are no people in the flower and bird market in winter.

Sheng Mingchen breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little socially afraid, it is best to go to a place with few people, because if there are too many people, he will be nervous, sweat, and his throat will be speechless.

The doctor said it was due to psychological reasons. There was nothing wrong with his physical functions in all aspects, but his mind was twisted and he didn't like to go to lively places.

Back then, he loved the excitement the most.

Wherever there are many people, he will stick there. He loves to bully people, cats and dogs, especially bullies.

Duoduo...the dog raised by the shepherd's family.

Sheng Mingcastan was in a daze. The shop owner saw him standing in front of a little domestic cat for a long time, and asked, "Guest, do you want this one?"

Only then did Sheng Mingcastle come back to his senses, and then he saw the little thing bouncing up and down in the cage, disturbing the left and right cats. It was a lively and active thing, and Sheng Mingcastle just needed this, and said, "Well, it's it."

The owner of the store told him about the things to pay attention to when raising a cat, and then he said the price: "A total of 888 yuan, can you see if it is WeChat or Alipay?"

Sheng Mingkao didn’t bring cash with him when he went out. He used WeChat to pay, but WeChat hadn’t used the payment function for a long time, and he was required to upload his ID card and face verification.

Sheng Mingcheng said "sorry", and then worked in the store for a while before uploading the ID card and then face verification.

Sheng Mingkao took off his mask and held it up to a place with better light.

The shop owner recognized him the moment he took off his mask, and asked excitedly, "Well, are you Sheng Yingdi?"

Sheng Ming's hands froze. He lived a casual life. He was not as famous as other celebrities. He often went out to clubs with high security. He often went to small places in the market, so he had a high chance of being recognized.

Sheng Mingcastle quickly stretched out his hand to "shh".

The store owner bowed his back and lowered his voice, "Well, I like your prisoner mountain very much, including my daughter, can you take a photo with me?"

Sheng Mingchen said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."

The shop owner didn't expect his voice to be like this, but it didn't affect the actor's aura. After taking a photo with Sheng Mingcastle and signing a souvenir, he handed over the cat to Sheng Mingcastle and gave him a transparent cat bag.

Sheng Mingkao insisted on paying, and when the stalemate persisted, the owner's daughter came back, excited again, and took a group photo.

When Sheng Mingcheng came out of the flower and bird market, he was covered in cold sweat, with a cat bag in one hand and a mobile phone in the other hand, buzzing loudly.

"Hey."

"Hey, beloved disciple, where are you?"

Xiang Zhenshan's voice was loud, and Sheng Ming was a little relieved when he heard it. The feeling of embarrassment when he just met a stranger disappeared, and said, "In the rainbow market."

Xiang Zhenshan ouched, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Bought a local cat."

"Do you have a pet? This is good, it shows that you have a bit of life." Xiang Zhenshan said.

Sheng Mingcaster stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus, listened to Xiang Zhenshan nagging for a while, when the bus came, Sheng Mingcastle asked him: "Is there anything else you can do?"

"Come over to have dinner at home tomorrow night, your mother will cook by herself." Xiang Zhenshan said incredulously.

Master's cooking skills are superb, and in those days when Castanopsis Sheng Ming couldn't eat, she was fed by her in different ways. The love that was missing from her parents was suddenly enjoyed by Master and Master's mother.

Sheng Mingchen replied: "Understood, I will go there tomorrow."

This kind of teacher's wife often asked him to go to eat from time to time. At first, he was discharged from the hospital with a cold and had no appetite. Later, it was because he was used to the excitement of having multiple dishes at home.

When Sheng Mingcasti returned home, since raising a cat was a temporary decision, the cat litter and cat shelves were not bought at home, so as soon as Sheng Mingcastle went home and put down the cat, the little milk cat was a little scared in the new environment.

Sheng Mingcastle randomly found a scarf for it to use as a nest.

I took a little water, opened the refrigerator, took a can, and handed it to the kitten, but the kitten refused to eat it.

It just circles around his feet, and loves to grab his trousers, wherever he goes.

Sheng Mingchen lowered his head and said, "It's not good for you to be so clingy, I'm going out tomorrow, and you want to have a cat at home by yourself."

Kitten: "Meow meow?" It screamed fiercely, expressing protest.

Sheng Mingkai picked it up from his feet, rubbed the kitten's soft belly, and said, "You're so protesting? Then I'll take you out together tomorrow?"

The kitten let out a long cry: "Aim?" Sheng Mingkao called it: "Mi, Mi is so smart, you can understand what Dad said, right?"

The kitten was rubbed comfortably by him, its five paws were stretched in the air, and it snored comfortably: "Aim?" On the night, the kitten woke up in the middle of the night, got into his bed, and hugged Sheng Mingkao's neck.

Sheng Mingyan slept until midnight, touched a fluffy and soft thing, almost frightened him half to death, jumped up from the bed and saw a small lump, then relaxed his vigilance, pinched the kitten's neck, and cursed: "Little cat!" Things, you will be gone as soon as I turn over, you know?"

The little thing snored a few times and fell into a deep sleep.

Sheng Mingcastle pinched its neck and slipped it into the scarf to sleep.

But when Sheng Mingkao woke up, he saw a fluffy lump beside the pillow.

Castanopsis Shengming: "..."

"If you're so clingy, I'll call you a rice dumpling." Sheng Mingkao pushed the rice cake, probably because he was full of sleep, the little comrade Guoba yawned, stretched out his plum blossom claws, and rubbed against Sheng Mingkao's arm.

Sheng Mingkao felt that his heart softened into water at this moment.

If anyone dares to touch the rice in the future, he will slap the opponent's face with a slap.

After raising a cat, Sheng Ming could clearly feel that his life like a pool of stagnant water had undergone turbulence. When he was picking out his clothes, Sheng Ming saw a cat hair on his suit pants. The actor pinched the cat hair and asked the little tit at his feet Cat: "You have only been in my house for a day, when did you learn to look through the closet?"

Guoba glanced at it and slipped away.

Sheng Mingjie was so angry that he picked up the cat's fur, and finally tidied up and was about to go out. The little milk cat ran out from nowhere, hugged his calf, grabbed his trousers, and looked at him meowingly.

Castanopsis Shengming: "..."

I always feel that this thing is going to be perfect.

Finally, when Shengming Castanopsis appeared at the master's house, the master's wife opened the door and saw him coming to the door with big bags and small bags. The simple woman said, "Hey, why did you bring so many things for dinner?"

Sheng Mingchen smiled awkwardly, took out a bag of good tea from behind, handed it to his wife and said, "Mrs., everything else is rice crust. This tea is for you."

The teacher's wife asked suspiciously, "Who is the rice crust?"

Sheng Mingkao took off the cat bag on his back and showed it to her.

Guoba had already opened the glass window, looking eagerly at the teacher's wife.

"Oh, little thing, did you raise it?" the teacher's wife asked Sheng Mingcastan.

Sheng Mingcastan nodded and said, "I just raised it yesterday."

"Hurry up, let it out to play with your brothers and sisters." Said the teacher.

Xiang Zhenshan has only one son, and he has already married and established a business. He does not usually live with Xiang Zhenshan, so his wife raised two cats, one English short and one big orange.

When the rice cake was released, the rice cake was tightly stuck to Sheng Mingcastle's calf, pulling on Sheng Mingcastle's suit, not daring to get off the ground.

Sheng Mingcastan forcibly dismantled the leg pendant from his body, and drove it to play with Fat Ju.

Sheng Mingcastan had time to ask his wife, "Where's the teacher?"

The teacher's wife pointed to the study upstairs and said, "In the study, there are guests at home, let's have dinner together later."

Sheng Mingjiao nodded, secretly glad that he wore formal clothes to go out today, it was not so casual, and generally those who were invited to dinner by Xiang Zhenshan were people with prestige in the entertainment industry.

Either a director at the same level as Xiang Zhenshan, or some partners, investors, no matter how bad it is, a star, they are always decent people.

"Coincidentally, I heard from Zhenshan that the guest who came today also knows you." said the teacher's wife.

Sheng Mingjiao raised his eyebrows. His throat was a bit dry. The nanny at home usually boiled ice sugar and pear water to moisten his throat, otherwise his throat would be as dry as a crack and hurt.

It's just that today, I'm going to take the crispy rice out, and I forgot to bring Sydney water.

Sheng Mingkai loosened his tie, swallowed a few times, and asked, "Who is it?"

"The boss of Shanmu Films is a strong woman." The teacher said with a smile.

Castanopsis Shengming's throat was itchy, and he hummed a few times, but he couldn't swallow the itching. His wife noticed it and ordered the nanny to bring Sydney water for Castanopsis Shengming.

Sheng Mingjie was grateful for the care of his wife, took a sip, his throat healed up a bit, and asked, "Oh, Shanmu Films, I don't seem to be very familiar with it."

The teacher's wife patted his hand gently, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll get to know him after eating."

Sheng Mingcaster nodded, expressing that he obeyed the arrangement of his master and his wife. Normally, Sheng Mingcaster would obediently accept this kind of introduction to him, because he knew that Xiang Zhenshan and his wife treated him well and would not harm him.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had the same scenery all these years.

It is no exaggeration for Xiang Zhenshan and his wife to say that they are his reinvented parents.

It's just that his gratitude quickly collapsed. The people in the study room happily finalized the cooperation intention after talking for half an hour. Then, the door of the study room on the second floor opened. building.

This glance made his pupils tremble. The elegantly dressed woman upstairs has not changed at all, her long hair is coiled up, her face has not aged, and she is dressed in a cheongsam, looking like a beauty in a small town in the south of the Yangtze River, not a strong woman who dominates the mall.

Sheng Mingcastan stood up, and Guoba noticed the drastic change in his master's mood, and nestled in his hands, not daring to make trouble.

Sun Yuan came down from upstairs, looked at Sheng Mingcastle with a smile, she was still as amiable as the aunt who took care of him when she was a high school student, and asked, "How long have you not seen each other?"

Sheng Mingkai reluctantly opened his mouth, pulled a fake smile that could no longer be fake, and said, "Six...six years, auntie."

Sun Yuan motioned him not to be nervous, sat down and spoke slowly.

Sheng Mingxi sat down to think about it this time, and it turned out that Shanmu Films is Sun Yuan's film and television company.

His memories broke through the cage, and he went back to six years ago, at the premiere of the movie, the host had announced the name of Shanmu Films, but at that time, he had a fever and didn't pay attention.

Sun Yuan looked at him pitifully, and said, "You've lost a lot of weight, Xiaochen."

Sheng Mingchen smiled awkwardly, and said, "It's necessary for filming."

Sun Yuan said: "Then I have to gain weight even after the show, I can't lose weight like this."

The teacher's wife came out with the dishes, and said angrily: "You said that the young man at 28 usually eats less than my cat, so it's no wonder he's not thin."

Sun Yuan said, "Oh, that's not okay, I have to cook some of his favorite dishes for him."

Sun Yuan did what she said, and with the help of her teacher and wife, she reconciled immediately. Sheng Mingwan wanted to tell these two mothers who love each other not to do it, because they can't eat much.

The doorbell rang at this moment.

In the kitchen, Sun Yuan rolled up her sleeves and said to Sheng Mingcastle, "Little Castanopsis, maybe my son is here, go and open the door."

Sheng Mingcastan looked as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over his head, and his whole body was icy cold. He asked, "Who?"

"Makizaki."