Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat-Chapter 239 - : Even Cats Like

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Chapter 239: Even Cats Like

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The prelude ended quickly.

Song Qingyou took advantage of this gap and threw her coat on the ground.

โ€œAaahhhhhhh!!!!!โ€

As the crowd cheered louder and louder, the fast-paced drumming continued.

Song Qingyou strode forward with her long legs. Her every move seemed casual, but in fact, every move was on the right rhythm. Everything was under control, and her aura was unexpectedly powerful.

Even if it was just a dance move that prohibited talking, it could arouse the cheers of the audience. freeweb novel. com

Su Rong, who was sitting in the VIP seats, didnโ€™t expect Song Qingyou to be so powerful.

โ€œSong Qingyouโ€™s stage presence is better than yours. If she were a singer, even if her singing wasnโ€™t that good, she would still have a bunch of diehard fans.โ€

Su Rong didnโ€™t get a response and couldnโ€™t help but turn to look at Yu Muhuai, who had changed into another outfit.

The latter was staring at the person on the stage without blinking, not taking the people around him seriously at all.

Su Rong facepalmed. She had almost forgotten. If she was talking about Song Qingyouโ€™s diehard fan, wasnโ€™t this person beside her one?

Fortunately, Yu Muhuai did a good job on the surface.

If she hadnโ€™t accidentally seen this personโ€™s photo album, she would have thought that he treated Song Qingyou like a friend.

Even so, Su Rong still reached out to push Yu Muhuaiโ€™s arm.

โ€œYou should go backstage to prepare. If you continue watching, it will be too late.โ€

Yu Muhuai looked at the camera closest to the stage and nodded.

At the same time, Yu Muhuai was not the only one who was stunned. The audience, as well as Chen Lan and the cat sitting on her arm, were also stunned.

Chen Lan was purely thinking about the possibility of Song Qingyou becoming a singer.

As for Jiang Zhihan, his eyes were filled with admiration.

Listening to the loud shouts and support, and someone confessing loudly and calling her โ€œwife,โ€ he could not help but frown. Deep in his heart, he even had the thought of locking the person on stage up. Even if they were to dance, they could only dance for him to see.

With the last syllable, Song Qingyouโ€™s performance finally ended.

The camera zoomed in again, allowing the audience to see her face clearly on the big screen.

Song Qingyouโ€™s hair was wet with sweat and was slowly trickling down her neck. If it were someone else, it would have made them look miserable, but under the camera, Song Qingyou looked just a bit messy and even more beautiful.

The entire place fell silent.

A few seconds later, applause and cheers surged like waves again.

โ€œAhhh Look here!โ€

โ€œHoney, look at me!โ€

โ€œGoddess! Here, here!โ€

The sound of the shutter rang out one after another.

Song Qingyou satisfied everyoneโ€™s request and bowed in ail directions.

โ€œThank you, everyone.โ€

As soon as she spoke, there was another round of cheers.

Everyone believed that, after tonight, Song Qingyou would gain a lot of fans.

Yu Muhuai walked over from backstage and teased as if he was jealous.

โ€œWhen Qingyou sang, your cheers were louder than when I sang. 1 think itโ€™s time to switch identities.โ€

โ€œHello everyone, Iโ€™m the guest of Song Qingyouโ€™s concert, Yu Muhuai.โ€

After the laughter, the fans admitted their mistakes and apologized. Then, they gave an even louder support to prove that they hadnโ€™t had a change of heart.

โ€œIt seems like itโ€™s still my concert.โ€ Yu Muhuai smiled.

โ€œIf I had known that Qingyou was so good, 1 would have asked her to sing two more songsโ€ฆโ€

After a few more pleasantries, Song Qingyou thanked the audience again before leaving the stage.

Chen Lan met up with her backstage and praised her profusely.

โ€œโ€ฆNot only the audience, but also Zhizhi. Zhizhi seemed to have been dumbfounded by the scene just now. It must like it very much! Even cats like your performance. 1 donโ€™t think I need to tell you how successful your performance was, right?โ€

Song Qingyou picked up Zhizhi and patted the catโ€™s back. She asked in amusement, โ€œSister Lan, are you sure Zhizhi wasnโ€™t scared by the sound?โ€

โ€œIf he was really scared, he would definitely run away. How could he just stand there and not move? Donโ€™t animals always seek advantages and avoid disadvantages?โ€

The more Chen Lan spoke, the more she felt that her guess was right.

As for whether a cat could understand singing and dancing, it was not within her consideration.

Not long after the two of them and the cat returned to the lounge, a staff member knocked on the door.

โ€œAre you two hungry? Do you need to order dinner?โ€

โ€œDo we need to decide now?โ€ Chen Lan asked, โ€œWhere are the others?โ€

โ€œIโ€™m not sure.โ€ The person who knocked on the door shook his head. โ€œSister Rong asked me to come over and ask. The others should have the same arrangement.โ€

โ€œQingyou, are you hungry? Do you want to eat?โ€ Chen Lan turned around and asked.

โ€œYes.โ€

Song Qingyou told him what she wanted to eat and asked him to bring her some cat food.

While they were eating, the concert had not ended yet.

By the time they were done eating, the concert was coming to an end. The finale singer who sang with Yu Muhuai was a heavenly king singer from New Moon Entertainment.

Chen Lan was about to throw the trash when she bumped into the guests in the other lounge.

โ€œThis lounge is-โ€

โ€œHello Sister Yao, Iโ€™m Song Qingyouโ€™s manager.โ€ Chen Lan introduced herself.

Among the guests invited by Yu Muhuai, only Jiang Xuyan and Song Qingyou were close. However, their resting rooms were too far apart. Jiang Xuyan greeted them but didnโ€™t come over because he had other things to do.

The others were basically more popular than Song Qingyou.

The young woman who was called Sister Yao nodded and her gaze fell on Chen Lanโ€™s hand. โ€œSo you can order takeout here?โ€

Chen Lan was stunned. โ€œSister Yao doesnโ€™t know?โ€

The woman shook her head.โ€ Weโ€™re all quite hungry. If we had known that we could order takeout, we would have ordered it a long time ago.โ€

Without waiting for Chen Lanโ€™s reaction, she turned around and returned to the lounge. It was obvious that she wanted her assistant to order her food.

Chen Lan came back after throwing the trash. She thought about what the staff had said earlier and could not help but think about it.

If Su Rong could think of Song Qingyou wanting to have dinner, there was no reason she couldnโ€™t think of the other guests, so that person was most likely instructed by Yu Muhuai.

Did this mean that Yu Muhuai treated Qingyou differently?

Chen Lan thought about it and told Song Qingyou about it.

Who knew that the latter didnโ€™t care at all and said, โ€œEven if theyโ€™re all guests, thereโ€™s a difference in personal relationships.โ€

Song Qingyou hadnโ€™t forgotten that Yu Muhuai had said that he didnโ€™t have many friends and was afraid that he wouldnโ€™t be able to invite guests.

Now that she thought about it, the other guests probably came because they were from the same company or because Su Rong had invited them.

โ€œHow can this be a reason?โ€ Chen Lan asked in confusion, โ€œEven if theyโ€™re not friends, he canโ€™t be biased at a time like this.โ€

Song Qingyou and her cat looked up at the same time.

โ€œWait, Iโ€™ll call him.โ€

Chen Lan was very active and quickly called Jiang Xuyan.

After getting the answer โ€œalready had dinnerโ€, Chen Lan believed Song Qingyou.

Jiang Xuyan, who had just put down his phone, was cleaning up the instant noodles.

โ€œWho called just now?โ€ the assistant asked. โ€œWhy are you so happy?โ€

โ€œChen Lan. They asked me if I had dinner.โ€ Jiang Xuyan snorted. โ€œMy goddess cares about me. How can I not be happy?โ€

โ€œMaybe CEO Song wanted to ask you out for dinner, but you ate instant noodles too early!โ€

Jiang Xuyan waved his hand. โ€œIn order to prevent fans from sneaking in, no one is allowed backstage. They might be eating instant noodles too.โ€

โ€œOh, thatโ€™s true..โ€

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