MTL - After Resurrecting, I Opened a Cat Cafe-Chapter 70 Chorus of cats and people

Wei Lan stepped into the territory of Maoca cautiously, this was the first time he came to a place like Maoca. It was completely different from what he had imagined—there was the aroma of desserts in the air, and as soon as he inhaled his lungs, his whole body was warmed up from the inside out, and his heart was filled with sweetness. Clean, not even cat hair in sight.

Up to now, he still feels that the development of the matter is a bit psychedelic - he was first stopped by a media to ask a question related to the cat cafe, and then he was recognized by a girl from the cat cafe. Fortunately, Boss Pei responded quickly and asked his friend to take him first. Come to Cat Cafe.

Bo Jin said: "If you are afraid of being recognized by others, you can go to the third floor first."

Wei Lan thanked in a low voice: "Thank you."

The two turned around the hallway, and Eggy Yolk walked over with her tail cocked, and squatted in front of Wei Lang: "Meow?"

Is there a new customer again?

Wei Lan squatted down, and tentatively stretched out his hand to stroke the egg yolk. The oily and slippery big cat had satin-like soft fur, exuding a warm body temperature. Egg Yolk has a pair of amber eyes with gentle and calm eyes.

Wei Lan stroked the top of the cat's head several times before standing up contentedly.

He looked up and saw several wandering cats in the cat cafe: The one with the black tail and white body is Xiaoshu, right? The cat in the dark clouds and snow is called Qingming... Fondant! It was fondant that jumped over just now!

Wei Lan wanted to stay, but as soon as he walked into the cat cafe, he found that many people's eyes fell on him, to be precise, on the pillow in his arms.

He remembered, this pillow is out of print!

Wei Lan hugged his little pillow tightly, and decided to go up to the third floor.

Bo Jin leaned over and picked up the egg yolk: "Are you tired? Then let's go upstairs."

As he spoke, he didn't care about the egg yolk's answer, picked up the cat and took Wei Lan up to the third floor.

Egg yolk: Meow meow?

He is not tired! He doesn't want to miss work! There are already a few lazy people on the third floor, don't take him up!

Bo Jin didn't have a boyfriend in his arms, so he had to find a cat to fill in.

The third floor is an area that is not open to the public. There are three absenteeists this afternoon: Tortoiseshell Brothers and Yunchao.

When Hawkbi saw the egg yolk coming up, she shrank behind the tail of the cloud with a guilty conscience—the two of them just played on the third floor all afternoon yesterday, but they came up again today, and they will definitely be talked about.

Yun Chao glanced at the egg yolk, and continued to bask in the sun with his eyes closed.

This boss has always been righteous in absenteeism, and he is also immune to other cats' thoughts (mainly egg yolks).

Egg Yolk struggled and jumped out of Bo Jin's arms, and found two little bastards.

Yun Chao lazily opened his eyes, turned his head and continued to doze after just a glance: Children can't be coddled blindly, they still need to be educated, otherwise what should they do if they really grow into a silly cat like a coin in the future?

Wei Lan stammered, "This is Yunchao, right? It's even more beautiful than in the photos and videos."

Bo Jin motioned Wei Lan to sit down wherever he wanted, and Wei Lan immediately chose a place very close to Yun Chao. Bo Jin tried to put Yun Chao into his arms, but his face was covered by the big fluffy tail.

The boss was only touched by a boy at noon today, and he is not interested in dealing with other men.

Wei Lan: "..."

He silently retracted the claws that had been stretched out.

The boss is indeed the same as in the video, he is not very friendly to creatures of the male sex. He turned his head to look at the egg yolk and tortoiseshell brothers. He didn't know what serious discussion was going on, and they looked undisturbed.

Boss Pei's friend didn't seem to have any intention of chatting with him. Wei Lang sat on the cushion in a daze in embarrassment. Fortunately, Egg Yolk is really a little angel, and soon came to Wei Lang with his stomach shaking. Wei Lan is at hand.

Wei Lan quickly picked up the egg yolk, the big fat cat felt great, Wei Lan's hand gradually slipped under the egg yolk's belly, the warm and soft touch instantly healed the panic he had just had when he was stopped by reporters downstairs.

Wei Lan yawned in the sunlight, and gradually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

He was awakened by a burst of familiar music. Wei Lan opened his eyes and found that his famous song was playing on a mobile phone. Not in good shape, still awake.

Two small hawksbill turtles were wriggling with their backs to him.

These two tortoiseshell flowers are beautiful.

In fact, it cannot be said to be the standard tortoiseshell color—the four claws of tortoiseshell and tortoiseshell are snow-white, and above it are golden flowers on a black background, like a piece of golden brocade.

The little snow-white claws stepped on the carpet, which was whiter than the artificial carpet.

The jumping cat landed as light as nothing, and the fluffy carpet perfectly absorbed the last bit of sound.

The tortoiseshell brothers have slender bones and will not be able to grow into big cats like egg yolks in the future, but they are extremely dexterous and light in their movements. In terms of climbing up and down, they have the potential to become "little silver boats".

Since the last time these two little things danced the wolf disco, they seemed to have opened up Ren Du's second pulse. Occasionally, they would play music on the egg yolk's mobile phone and call out by themselves.

The clear and bright meowing of kittens follows the rhythm of the music, and every sound is accurately stepped on, which can turn a barking copper coin into **** in seconds.

This song was composed and composed by Wei Lan himself. The tune is relaxed and cheerful. The melodious kitten echoed in the small living room. sing.

He has a clear voice, a little hoarse due to a cold and cough, and it is surprisingly gentle.

The floor-to-ceiling windows cast a square of light, and a mini stage was created on the third floor of the small cat cafe, presenting a wonderful chorus of two cats and one person to three audiences.

Pei Shiyi saw this scene when he came up, and his boyfriend was watching the two cats and the other expressionlessly, holding a camera in his hand, and was recording.

Yun Chao's snow-white tail patted lightly according to the rhythm, while Egg Yolk squatted beside Bo Jin, watching the two radiant little tortoise shells with loving eyes.

Pei Shiyi stood at the top of the stairs and didn't rush forward. It wasn't until the end of the song that Pei Shiyi raised his hand and applauded lightly:

"I went for an interview, and I could hear such a great chorus when I came back. I have the audacity to ask, is it specially prepared for me?"

Wei Lan blushed, and stood up quickly.

Pei Shiyi walked to Bo Jin's side. He was almost half a head taller than Wei Lang. Facing the embarrassed Wei Lang, he smiled slightly: "It's a great honor to enjoy this performance."

After finishing speaking, he leaned over and said to the tortoise and tortoiseshell: "It sounds very nice."

Turtle and Tortoise puffed up their chests: "Meow!"

Wei Lan quickly waved his hand: "I'm very honored!"

It's amazing, just entering the cat cafe can feel relaxed. He has been so tired recently that he sang along to a song just now. Although his throat was uncomfortable, the resentment and grievance accumulated in his heart miraculously melted away after singing. It's been a long time since he sang a song so purely.

There was a sincere smile on his face that he hadn't shown in a long time.

"I'm very happy here. I haven't been this happy for a long time. I should be thankful to the tortoise and the tortoise."

He bent down and touched the heads of the two kittens: "It's great, I feel like they really are music."

Although he also finds it incredible that cats and cats sing, there are not a few pets on the Internet who sing along to the beat. The world is full of wonders, some cats and dogs can also detect whether the owner's body is suffering from a disease, and remind the owner.

Wei Lan said sincerely: "They are too cute."

Pei Shiyi smiled: "I think so too."

…

Before Wei Lang left, Pei Shiyi asked him if he could put the video he took on Station J, and Wei Lang agreed.

Anyway, he has already been interviewed by the Internet media. If the article or video of this Internet media is widely spread, he will definitely be recognized by fans.

Pei Shiyi sent Wei Lan away, and praised his boyfriend with the camera: "Good job, I was worried that you don't know how to record anything."

Patting his boyfriend on the head, Pei Shiyi flipped through the video recorded during the day. The music was very pleasant, and the gurgling music was like a mountain stream. No wonder the twins liked it so much.

Pei Shiyi searched for this song, and clicked Like on the interface to add it to the playlist.

After he finished these, he realized that Bo Jin hadn't spoken until now.

Pei Shiyi poked Bo Jin: "What's wrong?"

Bo Jin squeezed Pei Shiyi's hand, and said in a flat tone, "Anyway, their singing is better than mine."

Pei Shiyi was convinced: they were jealous, no wonder they kept silent for a long time.

He put down the phone and hugged Bo Jin with open arms: "Then you sing me a song, you must sing better than them."

Bo Jin didn't know how to sing, so he sat there with a slumped face.

Pei Shiyi hugged him and shook him: "Director Bo? Sing a song."

Bo Jin: "..."

…

Several online media outlets contacted by the Bureau of Non-Governmental Affairs were already working on manuscripts, and one of the online media editors who interviewed Wei Lan was looking at available picture materials.

He originally planned to cut out the photos and videos taken when the pet boarding shop opened, because the editor knew very well that a pet boarding shop called Xianchan didn't have many people caring about it, but a cat cafe called Xianchan had its own traffic. .

The editor quickly filtered the material, and the mouse that was clicking quickly stopped suddenly and settled on a video.

He remembered that this person had won Maoca's pillow at that time, and he deliberately blocked the other party's interview. Now that he carefully looked at it and listened to it, he always felt that this person's voice and face were a bit familiar.

The editor thought about it carefully for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more his brain went blank and he couldn't think of relevant news. He scratched his head and decided to finish the manuscript first.

The mouse hesitated for a moment on the video, but chose to insert the video.

No matter what, this person's voice is a bit hoarse, but it still sounds good, and half of his face looks good, so don't let go of any points that may attract traffic to the manuscript!

…

Zhou Yan almost had a heart attack when he received the video material, and stammered, "Old boss, who did you just talk about? Who recorded a video for our cat cafe?"

Pei Shiyi: "It's Wei Lan."

Zhou Yan tremblingly said: "Is it the Wei Lan I think? The one who is very popular and good at singing recently?"

"That's that one, thank you for your hard work, I'll give you a red envelope this week."

Pei Shiyi was still making noise with his awkward boyfriend, so he took the time to deal with Zhou Yan, and then quickly hung up the phone.

Zhou Yan turned on the computer in a daze, edited the video in a daze, and finally filled in the title of the video: Shocked! The popular singer Wei Lan actually sang "A Soft Love" with Maomao!