In just one day, Song Qingyou became familiar with several makeup artists on the crew.

The next morning she came to the set with the cat in her arms, and several people offered to help look after Zhizhi while she was filming.

While feeding the cat, Song Qingyou responded, "Then we'll be in trouble for a few people."

"No trouble." The woman in charge of doing Song Qingyou's makeup waved her hand and picked up the makeup brush on the table.

"Qingyou, have you had breakfast?"

"have eaten."

"Then you got up quite early. We haven't had breakfast yet. We are going to eat nearby later."

After saying that, she lowered her voice: "Actually, you don't need to come over so early. If you want me to watch, there's still more than an hour before filming starts. Why don't you just squint again in the dressing room?"

Song Qingyou knew that what the other party was saying was that Zhong Jiayin would definitely be late.

The same goes for Zhu Jiao and other leading actors.

"Let's talk after putting on makeup."

The makeup artist nodded, and after asking Song Qingyou for her opinion on the makeup issue, she quickly started to take action, adding a few words of praise as usual.

After putting on makeup, the makeup artist admired it for a while before saying:

"There is a lounge chair and blanket in the dressing room. Do you want to rest for a while? I don't think anyone will come in so early..."

Song Qingyou is currently filming during the day and has to go to the theater to rehearse a play in the evening. It would be great to have time to rest.

But not long after she lay down holding the cat, someone came over.

"Why is the dressing room door still closed? Go and open it for me."

The voice coming from outside was obviously Zhong Jiayin's voice.

It was her assistant who came to open the door.

Before the two of them came in, Zhu Jiao quickly walked over.

"Sister Zhong, this is the vegetable porridge you wanted."

Zhong Jiayin raised her hand and touched the porridge bowl, "The temperature is wrong, it's too cold. Drink it yourself! Xiao Zhao, go buy me another one."

"yes."

The new assistant opened the door and left, not daring to delay at all.

Zhu Jiao held the still warm porridge and couldn't help but say: "But Sister Zhong, this porridge is still hot..."

"You can drink it yourself when it's hot! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhong Jiayin gave her a disdainful look, walked straight into the dressing room, and then saw Song Qingyou lying down to sleep.

Song Qingyou was holding a short-haired cat on her belly.

As soon as she looked over, the cat raised its head alertly.

Although she looks soft and cute, her eyes are like a ferocious beast, as if it will pounce on Song Qingyou as long as someone does the slightest disadvantage to her.

Of course, what attracted Zhong Jiayin the most was her pair of dark green cat eyes.

She seemed to have such beautiful eyes...where had she seen them before?

Before Zhong Jiayin could think about it, Zhu Jiao, who was behind him, had already stuffed the porridge to his assistant and followed him.

Seeing Zhong Jiayin's eyes falling on Song Qingyou's cat and her brows furrowing, Zhu Jiao asked tentatively:

"Sister Zhong, don't you like cats and dogs?"

Zhong Jiayin raised her eyebrows but did not answer.

To her, it doesn't really matter.

Zhu Jiao just thought that Zhong Jiayin was acquiescing, so she clicked her tongue in disgust:

"Actually, I don't like it that much either."

"Some people have to bring their pets with them when filming, and I don't know if they take the rest of the crew seriously."

"In case someone is accidentally scratched or bitten by a cat——"

Before Zhu Jiao finished speaking, Song Qingyou sat up at some point and continued:

"Then the first one must be you, Ms. Zhu."

Zhu Jiao's expression changed, "What do you mean? Are you trying to instruct your cat to attack me?"

"Didn't Ms. Zhu say it herself, 'accidentally'?"

Song Qingyou lowered her head and glanced at Zhizhi, "Besides, my Zhizhi seems to hate you."

As if to cooperate with Song Qingyou, Zhu Jiao watched the cat on her lap staring closely at her. The round cat eyes were not cute at all, and it sent shivers down her spine.

Zhu Jiao subconsciously took a step back, "Sister Zhong, I think this cat is very vicious. Why don't you go talk to the director and ask him to drive the cat out of the set!"

Zhong Jiayin sat in front of the dressing table at the door and glanced at her casually:

"If you want to say it, just say it yourself. Everything involves me. Why, do you think you can compare with me?"

She raised her chin slightly and looked at Zhu Jiao like a rich girl looking at a beggar in a slum.

Zhu Jiao's eyes dodge and hesitate: "No, no, I...how can I compare with you..."

"It's good to know." Zhong Jiayin glanced sideways at her, "You talked too much today. I don't want to see you now."

"Yes." Zhu Jiao didn't dare to say anything at all. After glaring at Song Qingyou, she closed her mouth and turned to leave.

Song Qingyou was enjoying the show on the sidelines. Unexpectedly, as soon as Zhu Jiao left, Zhong Jiayin turned to look at her.

"Do you want to sell this cat?"

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, "I won't sell it."

"You can make whatever price you want." Zhong Jiayin was full of confidence and felt that Song Qingyou would definitely agree.

"Not for sale."

"one million?"

"Not for sale."

"Ten million?"

"Not for sale."

Seeing that she didn't waver at all, Zhong Jiayin snorted, "Do you know how many cats you can buy for ten million?"

"There is no shop like this after passing this village. While I am still a little interested in you as a cat, I allow you to open your mouth!"

Song Qingyou smiled: "Since Teacher Zhong knows that ten million can buy many cats, then go buy other cats. Even if you offer tens of billions, Zhizhi will not sell them."

"Zhi Zhi?" Zhong Jiayin's focus instantly shifted, "Is it called Zhi Zhi?"

"Is there any problem?" Song Qingyou asked.

Zhong Jiayin did not answer, only said, "Its eye color is very special."

Hearing this, Jiang Zhihan yawned, pretending that he was sleepy, put his front paws together, and lay down directly.

Song Qingyou touched his little head and said, "Although there are few cats with green eyes, there are not none. If Teacher Zhong likes them, you can buy them."

Zhong Jiayin raised his eyebrows with disgust on his face.

She is such a good daughter of the Zhong family, and she doesn’t want to take care of a cat!

Just on a whim, I thought the color of this cat's eyes looked familiar.

Song Qingyou saw that she just wanted to come out and had no intention of buying Zhizhi, so she put her heart back in her stomach.

After the dressing room was quiet for a while, Zhao Yingnan came in from the outside:

"Qingyou, I heard from Sister Li and others that you——"

Before she finished speaking, Zhao Yingnan saw another person in the dressing room.

"Teacher Zhong, it turns out you are here too."

"Why, I can't come here?" Zhong Jiayin asked lightly, with no hint of happiness or anger.

Zhao Yingnan quickly explained: "No, I just didn't expect Teacher Zhong to be here, so I was a little surprised."

Zhong Jiayin frowned: "Why are you so nervous? Am I capable of cannibalism?"

Zhao Yingnan kept shaking her head, not knowing how to respond.

It was Song Qingyou who came to the rescue and said:

"Sister Yingnan may be worried that you may be angry if you didn't say hello to Teacher Zhong immediately."

Zhao Yingnan didn't expect Song Qingyou to speak so straightforwardly, and she nodded her head in response to Zhong Jiayin's gaze.

Zhong Jiayin sneered: "Do you think I like to be angry?"

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