MTL - Cāi Cāi-Chapter 59 Episode 8 "Cats Who Want to Become Human" ③

Episode 8 "Cats Who Want to Become Human" 3

The rain was pouring down.

Xiang Gu hid in the platform, waiting for the next bus.

The surrounding area was white and white, with rain silk forming a curtain, and Xiang Gu was looking at the world across the curtain. For a moment, he was a little confused. Whether he was an actor on stage or an audience under the stage.

Just then, a silver-gray family-style suv stopped by the bus stop, the window of the co-pilot seat rolled down, and a serious head was found.

"Brother, get in the car, don't get gonorrhea! We will take you home."

The little boy also looks seven or eight years old. He has no slurred children of the same age. The mandarin characters are round and round, with a little adult posture.

Xiang Gui thought he was cute and answered with a smile: "Thank you, I'll just wait for the bus."

"There is a traffic jam in front!" The little boy took out his mobile phone, called up the navigation skillfully, pointed at the red road map on the map, and said, "You can't wait for the car even if you wait another half an hour!"

"..." Xiang Gusu, is this a new means of black car solicitation? Send a sharp-eyed child to pick up such a lonely poor worm on the road?

But he went out without a wallet today, and only plugged a fifty yuan emergency in the bus card holder. It's a dozen kilometers away from their school. If you go back by car, I don't know if the money is enough ...

The owner of the car seemed to see what he was hesitating, the window shook again, and a mature and handsome face appeared in Xiang Guai's eyes.

"... Get in the car." Tan Yiming raised his jaw slightly. "I won't sell you."

It was just a moment of eye contact, and Xiang Gu was like an electric shock all over his body. The body that had been soaked by the heavy rain suddenly burst into a warmth.

That feeling was shame, embarrassment, and some feelings he couldn't tell for the time being.

He never thought that he would meet Tan Mingming when he was the most embarrassed. He was physically and mentally. Where is it like a swan, it is obviously a chicken.

He lowered his head in a panic, and narrowed his eyes to the soft woolen cushion on the back seat. He said quickly, "No need. My clothes are soaked. Wetting the cushion behind you is not good."

No matter what he thought, the boy sitting in the front passenger seat actually squeezed through the gap in the middle of the front seat and leaned into the back with his thin body.

The boy patted the front passenger seat generously: "There is no cushion in the front, you can sit in the front!"

Xiang Guai: "..."

Tan Yiming: "..."

Tan Yiming opened the car door from the inside, and the hot air came out, blowing the cold of the rainy day.

"Come up." The man's voice penetrated the layers of rain and fog and reached his ear. "Guess, I'll take you home."

So warm and so tender.

When he heard the man's voice for the first time five years ago, Xiang Guai couldn't refuse the tenderness in his voice.

So Xiang Gui just got dizzy and got into the car.

The torrential rain was very urgent. Xiang Gui had been standing in the rain just now, only to feel a bit cold, and after he got into the warm car, he felt cold afterwards.

He shuddered, and the next second, an scented air-conditioned blanket draped over him.

"Wipe it, don't catch a cold," Tan Yiming said. "There are only air-conditioning blankets in the car now, you will get rid of them."

Xiang Gui pretended to calmly, and pierced his head into the blanket.

The blanket had a nice smell, like soft sunlight, and a bit of a sparkling ocean-Xiang Gu recalled the taste of the chattering embrace described by the lucky audience at the scene of the show before, Xiang Xiang Guess, did she smell it?

He looked up and found that the source of the aroma was the incense in the car. A small bottle of light blue liquid was stuck on the air outlet. As the car moved, the liquid shook in the bottle and gradually evaporated.

As a result, the air-conditioning blanket was dyed with this aroma, and Tan Yiming's arms were dyed with this aroma ... Now, Xiang Guai's hair tips are also dyed.

Xiang Gu tried to wipe off the rain that kept ticking, but he eventually wet the seat.

"I will pay for the car's dry-cleaning fee." It is not long now that he only has a small living expenses of a hundred dollars a month. His life is no longer stretched, and when he raises the word pay, he can straighten his waist. .

"Okay." Tan Yiming surrounded his body with a blanket, and said with a smile, "Children haven't left the school yet, what money do you talk to me about?"

"..." Xiang Guai couldn't remember how long he hadn't been regarded as a child.

In these five years, he has grown too fast, and he has become too fast. When everyone focused on him, he was already a trusted squad leader, a well-deserved male number one, and a guide in emotions.

Xiang guessed, and insisted: "Bear brothers settle accounts."

"But this is not a bill that requires aa." Tan Yiming said, "I have a car and saw you getting wet in the rain, and I want to drop you back to school-this is just a hand thing, you must Is it so clear to me? "

The question was dumb to Xiang Guai.

Sitting in the back row, Fan Fan did not interrupt the topic of adults, he continued to fiddle with his mobile phone, opened the glory of the king on the screen, and carefully controlled the hero.

A loud "kill" came from the phone, and Fanfan took down a human head.

Tan Yiming asked Xiang Gui: "Are you going to the musical alone?"

Xiang Gu answered, "No, I came with my boyfriend and a few of his friends."

"Then why didn't he send you and let you catch the bus alone?"

In the back row, Fanfan took the second head, and a "doublekill" came out of the phone.

Xiang Gu was upset by the "doublekill", saying, "Manchu and his brothers still have something to do, and we will leave separately."

Tan Yiming nodded casually, without asking about the relationship between the young couple.

Tan Yiming typed the address of Xiang Guai's school into the navigation, and the wheel slipped across the rain curtain and turned onto the viaduct.

Because the windows were tightly closed, the car was boring, except for the sound effects of games coming out of Fanfan's mobile phone in the back, there was nothing else.

He took out his mobile phone, but after a while without looking at the phone, the screen was filled with words that Cen Manchuan cared about.

Teacher Cen: Guess, have you got on the bus?

Teacher Cen: Didn't you get the rain?

Teacher Cen: I knew that I would not eat what Haidilao with the gang of turtle grandchildren, so I should take you back to school first.

Teacher Cen: Why didn't I answer the phone for a long time?

Teacher Cen: Your cell phone battery is too useless, or should we switch to another cell phone.

Gently squeezed lips to Xiang Gu.

Guess: It's getting a little rainy and already on the car.

Guess: Do n’t change your phone. I ca n’t play games on my phone. You ca n’t eat chicken with your friends.

Teacher Cen: Then go back and drink more hot water, don't catch a cold.

Teacher Cen: Is there a seat in the car?

Xiang Gu glanced and talked while driving.

He wanted to tell Cen Manchuan that he didn't take the bus. He met Tan teacher, who could take him back to school by the way.

But all of a sudden, he felt very tired, so tired that he didn't want to say so much.

So he returned only two words.

Guess: There is a seat.

Ms. Cen: Eun, do it!

Teacher Cen: That ... I'm sorry.

Teacher Cen: Lao Gao and thighs are just a bit straight, and definitely not have opinions on you.

Teacher Cen: They haven't seen a musical before, they didn't understand it for the first time, so they slipped away.

Teacher Cen: I was thinking of eating hot pot together and introducing you to each other.

Teacher Cen: I didn't expect something unexpected in your school, and told you to go back.

In fact, the school is okay—but Xiang Guai, now, really can't face Cen Manchuan calmly, so he just said such a reason. Fortunately, Cen Manchuan was very straight, until he could not hear that this was an excuse to guess.

The two have been in contact for nearly three months, and their relationship has been very harmonious.

Xiang Gui has seen many quarreling couples on campus. They were angry, hysterical, with tears and yelling.

Xiang Guai couldn't imagine himself becoming that ugly in front of Cen Manchuan, so when he realized that he was sad and angry because of Cen Manchuan's words, Xiang Gui took the initiative to avoid him.

Teacher Cen: Don't be angry with them.

guess: it's okay.

Teacher Cen: Hehehehe, love you.

Cen Manchuan sent a dog expression pack, a golden retriever with a bright smile and a red rose in his mouth.

Xiang guessed back a swan's expression, and the conversation ended silently.

In the back seat, Fanfan's mobile phone heard a deafening "triplekill".

Tan Yiming glanced at Fan Fan through the rearview mirror and suddenly asked: "Fan Fan, I just wanted to ask you. Why is your mobile phone the latest version of Apple? Do primary schools now allow students to bring mobile phones?"

"I do n’t take a cellphone in class, I just play after class." Fanfan didn't even look up. "As for why Apple's latest model, you should ask my mom about this. She always likes the new and hates the old, and bought a beautiful Android camera. Just eliminated me. "

"..." Tan Yiming was even stranger. "Normally, shouldn't your mother's cell phone be given to your dad? Your dad's cell phone is stuck."

"Uncle class leader, you are mistaken." Fanfan said calmly, "My mother eliminated the cell phone for me, I eliminated it for me, my uncle gave it to my grandpa, and my uncle gave it to my dad ..."

The food chain in the family is evident.

Tan Yiming took a breath of air, and murmured, "I only heard that marriage is a grave. It seems that after giving birth to a child, it will be frustrated."

He whispered to Guai with ears.

Just a little dull atmosphere in the car, suddenly came alive.

Thanks to this episode, Xiang Gu temporarily forgot about the unhappiness, and asked curiously, "Is this kid your relative?"

Tan Yiming shook his head: "No, do you remember Gu Yan? This is the son of Gu Yan, whose name is Fanfan."

"Gu Yan?" Xiang Gui certainly remembered him. The first radio drama he had ever heard was played by Gu Yan and Wang Qingyun, the first time he had touched a man's love. Later, he was a bit jealous because of the cp building of Lone Goose and Wang Qingyun, but soon found out that it was just that he had supplemented his brain too much ... I didn't expect to hear this name for so many years. "Do you still have contact?"

"Of course there is." Tan Yiming raised an eyebrow. "He is now the voice director of our studio, and occasionally voices."

"Why is Fanfan calling your class leader? I thought it was only called in the theater circle."

Tan Yiming nodded: "You are really right. The first batch of voice actors in China are actually from the drama industry. The drama industry follows the tradition of drama, and the person who will control a team is called the" master " . This group of old voice actors brought this habit to the voice circle, and we young people called it like this. "

"'Young man'?" Repeated these words with a hint of conjecture.

"Children, don't rely on your youth to look down on a thirty-year-old person." Tan Yiming vacated his right hand, and wanted to knock on Guess's head, but at the moment he dropped it, he put his hand back.

The fingertips fell on the boy's hair, and fell on Xiang Guai's shoulders, with an awkward, rigid, straight male brother-like intimacy.

He shifted the topic: "How about you guys, doesn't the music industry call it that?"

Xiang Gu shook his head: "We don't call it that way. We only have directors and producers. In fact, these two are the class masters, one is responsible for rehearsal and one is responsible for spending money."

At this point of view, it is still hard to talk about the class leader. After all, he is burdened with the livelihood of dozens of people, and he must manage both the play and the money.

The two talked a lot, but this time they talked about a different topic than the one at KFC that night.

At that time, they were netizens who had been separated for many years, talking about each other's lives.

This time, they are talking about art, work, concerns about the industry, and expectations for the future.

And a topic that all adults can't get around-poverty.

"Opening a company is a glorious face." Tan Yiming has never said these words to any outsider, but Xiang Gui is like a key to unlock his inner secret. They just sit side by side, and they ca n’t help but talk about it. Tell him all those things. "Did you know that most film and television companies have 50% of their budgets for big-name actors, and 40% of their budgets for the initial investment, and dubbing, soundtracks, and post-editing together share the remaining 10%. But for this money, the film and television companies They often drag on for a long time. "

"Then we're just the opposite." Xiang Gu shrugged. "You're in the final payment, and we're holding empty checks in hand-the musical actor won't get any reward for joining the group, only waiting for a rehearsal, On the stage, and then settled by how much each game. How long will a play run? Two months, three months, five months are possible. But how long can it be performed? Fifty games are good, one hundred The field is about to go to the temple and make a wish. "

The two chatted to the end, sighing at the same time, "hey".

They froze, and then laughed at the same time.

Fanfan sitting in the back row thinks that adults are really weird. Why do they even laugh so much on such a boring topic?

Tan Yiming said: "It's not easy to talk about life. Now I have to pay back five-figure figures every month."

Xiang Gui said, "Hey, you're clearly on show! I have played 20 games a month to get a five-figure figure."

Tan Yiming found it very interesting to see the children bulging.

"My house is quite large. The second bedroom is always empty and there is a small bay window. I plan to ask the agent for a while and list a roommate for a share, but I am worried that the agent will recruit people randomly."

"Certainly." Xiang Guai agreed. "Now there are a lot of black intermediaries. I have recently graduated and am looking for a room. The house in Huacheng is too expensive. It is no longer as cheap and cheap as a school dormitory. Good accommodation. "

Fan Fan, who was addicted to the game, suddenly raised his head from his mobile phone and asked curiously-"One of you is looking for a landlord and the other is looking for a tenant. Why don't you live together?"

Tan Yiming: "..."

Xiang Guai: "..."

Suddenly, the pleasant conversation just suddenly fell into an awkward silence.

The carriage was silent.

After a long time, the two spoke at the same time.

"Well ... I actually told my classmates to share a two-bedroom and one-living room."

"Occasionally, my relatives and friends come to my house. Think about it, it is not convenient to rent out the room."

"..."

"..."

Fanfan was once again pulled into the game by the war on his mobile phone, and he didn't care much about throwing down the sentence: "Oh, then forget it."

--Then forget it.

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