"Fu Sichen."
Pei Zhen couldn't help shouting, and when he opened his eyes again, the young college bully was no longer in his sight, the track was no longer there, and the shouting was no longer there.
Familiar ceiling, familiar room, familiar night when he woke up, he was still a cat.
Pei Zhen subconsciously turned his head and looked to his side.
Fu Sichen is gone.
I stretched out my paw and touched it. It was cool. I don’t know when that person left.
Humph, he also said that he was afraid of running out of resources. Isn't this very busy
I couldn't tell what it was like, and I suddenly felt lost.
There was no one around anyway, so Pei Zhen let himself go and simply spread out with his four paws in the air.
He stared at the ceiling blankly, his mind empty. After a while, Pei Zhen stood up lazily.
As usual, put on pet clothes and go to the toilet to wash up. After cleaning up, I walked into the living room.
Xiao Nian said that he had an offline meeting with his "daughter-in-law" today, so he took a day off and couldn't come.
Because of this, Pei Zhen is the only cat left in the huge apartment.
His stomach growled, and Pei Zhen walked out while thinking about breakfast. The wind from the balcony blew off the paper that was not tightly pressed on the table.
Yunyundang landed in front of Pei Zhen.
The black and white characters on the paper are superb and extremely beautiful.
"I've made breakfast. It's in the refrigerator. You can warm it up and eat it."
Pei Zhen: "..."
At first glance, it was clearly written by Fu Sichen, which made Pei Zhen feel warm and guilty. The strange feelings in his heart got worse and worse, and he simply couldn't look straight at himself.
If you don’t understand something, just don’t touch it or think about it.
Pei Zhen was so cruel that he wasn't ready to have breakfast yet. The wind blew again, and the note turned over.
"That's the breakfast I prepared carefully. If you don't eat it, you'd be irresponsible."
…
God is so irresponsible! ! !
Pei Zhen's eyes have almost rolled out of his head in the past two days. Depressed as hell, after all, it was Fu Sichen's breakfast, and Pei Zhen still couldn't bear to eat it.
Considering that Pei Zhen was now a cat, Fu Sichen placed breakfast on the bottom of the refrigerator, and even the microwave on the low coffee table.
But Pei Zhen is really a person with a level 9 disability. He has to search online to use a microwave oven. He is so disabled.
As soon as I got online, I naturally clicked on Weibo again.
The hot search headlines are still about Best Actor Fu.
Wang Youquan did a good job in public relations. Just as Pei Zhen thought, he put all the blame for the likes on Persian Cat.
[On how naughty a Persian cat is after drinking fake wine.]
In a short article of 1,000 words, more than 900 words were used to describe how smart Fu’s Persian cat is.
Finally, a brief summary: "The like was accidentally pressed by the Persian cat's paw, and Fu Sichen did not know it."
After all, it was deliberately guided, and many people were at least half-convinced. A question came up and he was looking for the same trouble as Fu Sichen.
"It's really a thumbs up from the Persian cat. This cat is really smart. What's the point of thumbs up and not thumbs up? You have to pick the point of 'vetoing the scandal'?"
With such a little bit of information, everyone suddenly realized how wrong it was.
Soon, this questioning comment was liked by all directions. Not only that, Fu Sichen, who was just promoted to a "Like Maniac" yesterday, is active again!
He liked this analysis.
**
Wang Youquan was about to die.
It doesn't matter how many Jiuxin Jiuxin pills you take, your heartbeat still needs to be played.
He had put so much effort into doing so much public relations, but Fu Sichen had done so little, and it all came to naught!
"Fu Sichen? Are you really Fu Sichen? Are you not possessed by Pei Zhen?"
(End of chapter)