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He sat down and put the orange cat aside. He looked up and saw Ruan Yu moving the manuscript and glance at him with his eyes slanted.

The cat was facing the sky with his legs, turning his belly and twisting around.

The tip of his furry tail swept his back itchy, which was a bit hindering official business.

He hugged it away a little, lowered his eyes and opened the document, and said, "Several questions..." He stopped again after saying this.

Because Ruan Yu seemed to be not listening, he kept looking at the corner of the table, his upper body leaned forward to 60 degrees, as if he was about to pass through the screen.

But the lens is just at an angle, and no matter how close you get, you can only see a cat's ear.

Xu Huaisong coughed softly.

She then came to her senses and sat upright: "Ah, Lawyer Xu, you said."

"Chapter 14, paragraph 3."

Ruan Yu turned to the corresponding paragraph and found that it happened to be a description of a cat, telling the story of the heroine passing by the art museum and meeting the hero feeding stray cats in the grass.

In order to add "pink elements", she adapted this passage based on reality when she wrote it, setting that the male protagonist does not like cats, but only loves the house and the Wushu because the female protagonist likes it.

"I don't like cats, I like you." This inner monologue is exactly the same as "Writing a Poet".

Regarding this similarity, Ruan Yu thought hard and found no rebuttal direction.

Seeing that Xu Huaisong was completely in business and didn't look like he remembered at all, she asked with confidence: "Do you have any ideas?"

He nodded: "There are nuances on both sides. The character you create is 'Love House and Wu', but the other party is not."

“g?”

Ruan Yu was stunned, opened another stack of manuscripts, read the relevant plot twice, and suddenly realized.

The male protagonist in the other party's works did not fall in love with Mao, but planned to figure out that the heroine was about to pass by the art museum, so she deliberately acted in this way to gain favor.

It was just that the "poet" described this truth very obscurely, and Ruan Yu developed a fixed mindset with preconceptions, so the authorities were fascinated.

Speaking of which, although the outline is original to her, objectively speaking, the adaptation of "writing a poet" is more intense in terms of character design.

She made an annotation, used this as a basis for refutation, and asked, "Is there any?"

"Chapter 3, paragraph 7."

Ruan Yu went back to find the corresponding paragraph and saw a plot where the heroine refused to "rotten peach blossoms".

Due to Ruan’s father, she was so well-known in Xu Huaisong’s class that she once attracted the pursuit of a boy in Class 10.

The other party is a ignorant person. He was awarded the title of "Daoming President" in the style of "Daoming Temple" by his female classmates. There were endless childish methods. Once, he threatened unilaterally in the class that she was his.

Ruan Yu was so angry that he was so angry that he was forced to cry. He also became a big tiger. He stood outside the door of the classroom in Class 10, and refused him in public, telling him not to pester and disturb her study. Finally, he said: "Daoming Temple is amazing, I like Hua Zelei!"

The boy was stunned on the spot and the ten people burst into laughter.

This section seems to be a side plot, but it is not.

Because in Ruan Yu's setting, in addition to his personality, the male protagonist has not confessed to the female protagonist because of this episode.

I like it so I don’t disturb you. - This is the reason Ruan Yu made it up for him.

She looked up and asked, "What's wrong here?"

She remembered that there was no problem with the meme. "Writing the Poet" did not write similar plots, but took a different approach after reading her detailed outline, which extended from this - the male protagonist recorded the heroine's words, and from then on, he built himself in the direction of "Hua Zelei".

Xu Huaisong blinked: "It's unreasonable."

"sense?"

"This reason is not convinced."

"Then why can he not confess?"

Ruan Yu blurted out, but after asking, she choked first. What was she doing? She discussed with a lawyer how to write a novel? And, are they off topic?

Xu Huaisong lowered his eyes, and his emotions were unclear. He picked up the constant temperature coffee beside him and wanted to drink it.

But he forgot that the cat was on the side. The moment he took the cup, the little orange cat rushed over with his paw and grabbed the food. It made his hand shake, and the coffee spilled its butt.

The cat screamed loudly, and Ruan Yu followed and said, "Oh."

The original low pressure mood suddenly disappeared without a trace. Xu Huaisong was stunned by the two overlapping sounds. Before he could react, he heard Ruan Yu ask: "Is the coffee hot? Wipe it quickly!"

He looked down at the back of his hand.

He was spilled, could she not see it?

Xu Huaisong glanced at her, said "not hot", pulled a tissue and wiped the back of his hand, then grabbed the cat that was "meow meow" and wiped it.

Ruan Yu quickly stopped him: "Use a wet tissue! It's too rough."

He glanced at her and had to turn around and look for wet tissues.

But after rubbing, the cat's butt was still sticky.

Seeing that it refused to lick it clean on its own, Ruan Yu asked: "How big is it? Can you take a shower?"

"It's been more than three months."

"Then you can help it wash, and the case can be discussed later."

Xu Huaisong sighed secretly, picked up the cat and walked out, and turned around halfway through: "How to wash?"

"Isn't this your cat?"

He shook his head.

Who was fostering him?

Ruan Yu shook his mind and heard him repeat the question again: "How to wash it?"

What did she say about this? She thought for a while: "Does cat bath lotion, water-absorbing towel, cat brush, and hair dryer?"

Xu Huaisong nodded.

"Oh by the way, there is also Fu Laien."

"Um."

"Then you prepare it, wash it in the bathtub or bathtub. Use warm water from thirty-five to forty degrees, pay attention..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Xu Huaisong put down his cat and walked towards the computer: "Wait." Then she moved the computer and walked towards the bathroom.

The camera suddenly shaking.

Ruan Yu let out a "wow" in his heart.

What's the point of this sudden girlfriend?

Xu Huaisong put his laptop on the bathroom and turned around without saying a word, leaving Ruan Yu on the other end: "Hey..." Don't leave!

The camera is facing his spacious shower room, which is so embarrassing.

After waiting for a long time, Xu Huaisong came back with a cat and a bunch of utensils.

In the narrow space, the atmosphere suddenly became a little subtle, as if the thin screen disappeared and the two of them were in the bathroom together.

Ruan Yu cleared his throat and said, "You can adjust the water temperature first."

Xu Huaisong put the cat aside, pressed the temperature adjustment button in the shower room a few times, and took off the spray head to test the water temperature.

"Don't use the spray head to drip it later. Put the water in the bathtub, and don't miss the cat's neck." Ruan Yu looked at his back squatting on the ground and continued.

Xu Huaisong did it one by one, but the cat was not used to taking a bath for a short time. As soon as the water was in, it would jump out and splash a scoop of water.

His shirt was soaked soon.

"Hold its neck with your left hand." Ruan Yu said quickly, adding, "Don't start too hard."

"What then?" Xu Huaisong asked with his right hand.

"Moisturize the hair below its neck, apply bath solution, and rub it gently."

He continued to do it. When he put on the bath, he didn't know if his hand slipped, but his left hand relaxed.

As a result, of course, the cat struggled again, and the water splashed on his clothes again.

Ruan Yu could almost see his abdominal muscles through his wet white shirt.

"..." She quickly passed by.

Xu Huaisong glanced at her, turned around, bent the corner of her mouth at an invisible angle, focused on scrubbing the cat, and waited until the foam was completely washed, and said, "Okay."

Ruan Yu turned his eyes and his eyes fell on his head: "Print it with a water-absorbing towel. Use hot air when turning on the hair dryer. Take it away first and adjust the lowest air volume, so don't scare it."

Xu Huaisong stood up, put the cat on the washstand, turned on the hair dryer and started working.

Due to the angle problem, the camera did not include his face, and only a pair of hands with clear joints could be seen.

Against the backdrop of the light yellow ceiling lights in the bathroom, the scene of him stroking the kitten seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light, making people feel soft.

Ruan Yu's thoughts gradually drifted away, and in a trance, it seemed like he had returned to the dome building of the Art Museum a long time ago. In the green grass field after the rain, there was such a cat and a pair of hands.

This scene is like a set of long shots constructed by a movie master.
To be continued...