In the villa of Cheng Yao's family.

Fang Qi sat on the sofa, bowed his head and brushed the douyi on the tablet with his dog's paws

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And Cheng Yao was sitting opposite Fang Qi, holding the bottle in one hand and feeding the little squirrel that Fang Qi picked up.

The little squirrel grows very fast, and has grown a lot of hair in a few days, and half of its originally closed eyes have been opened.

The squirrel stared at the bottle with that misty gaze, raised its little paws to hold the pacifier, and sucked desperately.

Speaking of which, this little thing was really lucky, first rescued by Fang Qi on the tree, then accompanied Fang Qi through the cave, and finally took a plane from Vladivostok to Nancheng.

Humans don't have such a peculiar experience, let alone a squirrel.

Cheng Yao also loves the house and Wu, since Fang Qi likes this little squirrel, she also takes good care of the little squirrel and treats it as a pet.

I don't know why, Cheng Yao always felt that the squirrel's gaze had been on Fang Qi, as if the other party had regarded Fang Qi as the closest person.

Cheng Yao was not jealous at all, but liked this feeling.

After listening to the story told by Zhao Bufan, Cheng Yao felt that Fang Qi was a very loving dog, who dared to fight against evil forces for the life of small animals, and was a real hero among dogs.

The squirrel seemed to be fed with milk, and its eyes became misty again, and after a while it closed its eyes.

Cheng Yao carefully placed the little squirrel in the small nest on the side, and the nest was padded with fluffy cotton to ensure that it was very warm. Sure enough, not long after putting it down, the little squirrel stretched his waist and fell asleep leisurely.

"Doudou, the little squirrel is quite related to you, or you can give it a name, let's adopt it." Cheng Yao looked at Fang Qi and made a suggestion seriously.

Of course, she didn't expect Fang Qi to be able to answer her words, anyway, the communication between the two of them had been all guesswork for so long.

Cheng Yao always felt that Fang Qi could understand what she meant, and remembered which popular science channel said that dogs could smell the emotions of their owners.

Cheng Yao felt that her current mood was quite relaxed, Fang Qi should be able to understand.

Sure enough, Fang Qi turned his head and responded, "You decide!" ”

The words that came out of this still turned into a cry of "Wangwang", but Cheng Yao already understood.

She could also feel the calmness and indifference in Fang Qi's shouting, so Cheng Yao said: "Well, then it will be a member of the family from now on, and it will be called Xiao Budian in the future!" ”

"If it's small, it's small." Fang Qi responded.

I don't know if Fang Qi's screams woke up the other party, the little squirrel that was sleeping turned around, and then it stretched its waist and looked at Fang Qi with half-open eyes.

That's right, those little eyes are clearly full of attachment.

Fang Qi could understand what the other party meant, this little bit was disgusted that the new bed was not as good as the old bed, and still wanted to climb to Fang Qi's chest.

Fang Qi had no choice but to put down the tablet, leaned over and picked up the squirrel, and then stuffed the squirrel back into his chest with the help of Cheng Yao.

Sure enough, the moment this little thing was attached to Fang Qi's chest, he immediately stretched his waist again, and then showed a sweet smile.

Although the squirrel was young, it remembered the smell of Fang Qi's body, it had been in Fang Qi's arms for four or five days, and it could no longer do without Fang Qi's chest hair, and even regarded this as the safest shelter.

It's good, it's comfortable.

Fang Qi likes to stay with Cheng Yao and quietly enjoy the peace of this home.

This place gives him a sense of tranquility and comfort that he doesn't have to think about anything, and Fang Qi likes it here.

"By the way, Doudou, there has been no live broadcast for many days, our popularity is falling rapidly, and we will come back together at night."

"In addition, many fans are worried about Doudou's safety, saying that Vladivostok is very cold, Doudou will freeze to death, and Doudou can share the experience of adventure with everyone."

"Well, Xiao Mo, Xiao Yu, Su Su, Tingting, and some anchors also want to connect with Doudou, there are a lot of things going on tonight, I have to go back to school later, or Doudou will sleep first, and we will start broadcasting together at night?"

The little girl's world is relatively simple, and what she can say to Fang Qi is to broadcast live and broadcast live again.

Fang Qi is very calm, the live broadcast will definitely be live.

This trip to the Northeast, the accumulated popularity has been exhausted. And the leeks in the live broadcast room are growing strong and waiting to be cut. Anyway, no matter what, Fang Qi has to go up to the live broadcast and cut a handful of big leeks well.

It's just that it hasn't been online for more than ten days, and this time the king returns, Fang Qi must think of a more prominent program to prevent him from falling off the altar.

The time was 1:40 p.m., because it was not a weekend, Cheng Yao still had to go to school, and after roughly explaining the relevant matters of her aunt, Cheng Yao returned to school.

And Fang Qi is another dog who lives in a big villa.

Things returned to a state of boredom, and after the little squirrel fell asleep, Fang Qi took it out of his chest again and put it back in the nest.

Regarding the content of the live broadcast in the evening, Fang Qi couldn't think of it for the time being.

But it's not right if you don't want to, if you don't cut the leeks, you're not a person.

The more he thought about it, the more tired he became, Fang Qi still felt that he had just returned to Nancheng, and he couldn't lock himself in his home anymore.

It's not good to be a dog who squats at home.

……

Nancheng Street.

Guo Ming, Zhao Jian, and Li Xiaoru were walking on the road of the pedestrian street.

Guo Ming is Director Guo, the director used by the light and shadow company to send Cheng Yao away, while Zhao Jian is the photographer, and Li Xiaoru is the assistant and post-production.

It took the three of them ten days to get acquainted with the entire South City, and then it took a few more days to collect the script.

In short, the food in Nancheng is very good, and the snacks are very good.

But as for the script, there is no way.

After collecting scripts for so many days, Guo Ming has never seen the story in front of him.

Guo Ming also tried to write it himself, but unfortunately, he couldn't substitute Teddy, and Guo Ming couldn't write Teddy.

Even when he thought of Teddy, Guo Ming automatically popped up the words Tai Ritian in his mind, and automatically substituted all kinds of bad things.

The teddy in his mind couldn't connect with the teddy who needed to be arranged.

On this day, Guo Ming called out Zhou Yu, who was in class, and was going to a nearby teahouse to chat about the storyline.

There is no way to do it.

Movies always have to be filmed, don't think about it first whether to hit the street or not, but the things above must be arranged first.

And the story given by Zhou Yu is also a relatively reasonable one among so many stories. Why is it relative, because Zhou Yu's story background is more reasonable, but the setting of the protagonist is very unreasonable, Guo Ming is not very optimistic.

But there is no way, time is pressing, I can only pull the general from the lattice, try to do it.

In the teahouse.

The big fat man Zhou Yu sat opposite Guo Ming seriously, and put his eyes on the ceiling or the ground tremblingly.

Zhou Yu was very nervous and didn't dare to look at Guo Ming with his straight eyes.

"Don't be nervous, just assume it's your classmate sitting in front of you." Guo Ming intimately poured Zhou Yu a cup of tea.

"I'll come by myself, I'll come by myself." Zhou Yu hurriedly took it, but accidentally burned his hand, and then he waved it twice, looking at Guo Ming seriously.

It was as if the pain in his skin had calmed him down all at once.

"Hello Director Guo, thank you very much for inviting me out, and thank you for choosing my story as the script, by the way, Director Guo, what are you looking for me to do today?"

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