Wilderness Livestream: Other People Struggle to Survive While I Became Famous by Looking After a Cat

You definitely can’t take your cat with you all the time when recording a show.

Song Qingyou could only leave Zhizhi to Chen Lan temporarily.

Chen Lan held the cat bag and said, "Put it in quickly."

Song Qingyou poked the cat that was placed on the chair.

"Zhizhi might not be able to see me for several days. Will he be reluctant to leave me?"

Chen Lan was speechless: "Don't worry, cats don't have this intention at all. Do you think you are raising a dog?"

Song Qingyou hummed: "Zhizhi is different."

"What, it also has eight legs and two heads, is it unique?"

Chen Lan pushed the cat bag closer and urged: "Hurry! Don't waste time! Director Wei will urge you later."

Song Qingyou touched the cat's ears: "Would Zhizhi not like staying in the cat bag?"

"You are thinking too much." Chen Lan said, "You don't usually hold it. It stays well in the cat bag."

"Then he just can't let me go. Look -"

Halfway through Song Qingyou's words, the soft touch on her hands disappeared.

When I looked up again, I saw that my cat had jumped into the cat bag without any nostalgia for her owner.

By the way, he gave her a condescending look.

Song Qingyou: "..."

Chen Lan sneered: "It seems that you are usually too clingy to Zhizhi, which makes him feel annoyed with you."

Song Qingyou: "Can't you say that he is well-behaved and sensible, knowing that he can't delay my making money?"

"Yes, yes, whatever Mr. Song says is whatever it is..."

Before Chen Lan finished speaking, a quarrel broke out not far away.

The two looked at each other.

Song Qingyou stood up and said, "It seems to be Sister Yingnan. I'll go over and have a look."

Zhao Yingnan just arrived at the filming location, so she probably encountered some trouble.

The two people and the cat approached quietly, and the nanny car blocked their view so that they could not be seen.

"Zhao Yingnan! What's your attitude? Once you become famous, you start to show off in front of your mother and me, right?"

A mean-looking middle-aged woman was pointing at Zhao Yingnan's nose and yelling.

Zhao Yingnan took a step back, shrinking a little: "I didn't, Mom, please keep your voice down, others will hear you..."

"No? Didn't you ask your assistant to drive me away just now? Keep your voice down... Do you dislike me as a mother for embarrassing you?"

"Zhao Yingnan, I think your wings are stiff!"

The woman cursed.

There were a lot of unintelligible dialects coming out of his mouth at the back. Judging from the tone of his voice, he probably didn't say anything good.

Chen Lan murmured in a low voice: "It seems like it's a family matter and we can't care about it."

Song Qingyou was just about to say that she was right, when she heard the woman yell:

"Didn't you make a movie recently? I don't believe you don't have tens or even millions in your pocket! Being a star makes so much money, why are you so fussy about it?"

"We don't use the money to eat and drink, we want to treat your brother!"

Zhao Yingnan whispered: "But I really don't have that much money...Didn't you ask me for money when I was making the movie? I can't leave no money at all..."

Artists usually still need to spend money. Clothes, jewelry, makeup, and skin care all require money.

The woman rolled her eyes and interrupted her:

"What's there to keep? Don't you think you're going to be on TV again now? You must have money this time, right? Transfer the money quickly, or I won't leave!"

Zhao Yingnan bit her lip, looking like she was in a dilemma.

Song Qingyou asked in a low voice: "What is the appearance fee that Director Wei offered her?"

Chen Lan: "Only three hundred thousand."

Generally, artists who are in the top 100 can earn at least millions in appearance fees.

Song Qingyou was a little surprised: "Then she still agreed?"

"I heard from Director Wei that Zhao Yingnan rejected other announcements because of your face."

Chen Lan has a good impression of Zhao Yingnan.

At least the other party is reciprocal.

Song Qingyou nodded, suddenly took two steps forward, and appeared within the sight of Zhao Yingnan and others.

"Sister Yingnan, the recording of the show is about to begin."

"The director said, if you don't go there, don't come!"

Zhao Yingnan looked at the woman in front of her cautiously.

The latter glared at her angrily, "Why are you looking at me? Why don't you go quickly? If the job is gone, you will be the one to look good!"

"I'll come back to you after you finish filming the show!"

After the woman finished speaking, she snorted at Song Qingyou again. Apparently because of the "Sister Yingnan", she regarded her as a staff member!

Zhao Yingnan breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and pinched the corners of her clothes. When she raised her head again, she smiled at Song Qingyou:

"Let's go! Didn't you say we were going to record a show?"

"It's just under seven o'clock, there's still half an hour."

Zhao Yingnan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You heard it all..."

Chen Lan carried the cat bag and left early with a wink.

Zhao Yingnan's assistant also followed.

They were the only two people left nearby.

Song Qingyou took a tissue from her pocket and handed it over.

Zhao Yingnan touched the corners of her eyes and said, "Thank you."

"I became a star because of my mother. My brother is sick and needs money..."

"You told me." Song Qingyou still remembered the conversation between the two on the island.

"She just came to ask me for money." Zhao Yingnan smiled bitterly, "Sorry, I made you laugh."

Song Qingyou shook her head and said, "You earned the money, you can choose whether to give it to me or not."

"How can it be so simple? They are my family after all..."

Zhao Yingnan bit her lip, "Maybe you don't know, right? Yingnan is the 'Ying Nan', the Ying who welcomes, the man who welcomes men and women."

"My parents finally waited for my little brother, but... I actually know that my parents are partial, but I can't let them go..."

Song Qingyou listened quietly without commenting.

Zhao Yingnan herself is willing to use the ground as a prison. Among their family members, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer. It is hard for her as an outsider to say anything.

At this moment, Zhao Yingnan's cell phone rang.

"I'll take a call first."

Song Qingyou nodded.

Zhao Yingnan half-covered her phone and walked away quickly.

But Song Qingyou still heard the voice on the other end of the phone:

"When will Miss Zhao be free this month? Mr. Wu said that you have finished filming your movie and it's time to come over and attend a few cocktail parties with him. When the time comes, be sure to wear the clothes that Mr. Wu bought for you last time."

It sounded like Mr. Wu's assistant was contacting Zhao Yingnan.

Seeing the latter agreeing without hesitation, Song Qingyou felt mixed.

No wonder Zhao Yingnan, who has a timid personality, can still join the ranks of first-line artists this year...

Although she didn't think she was so dignified as to look down on the other party, or forcefully dissuade him, she couldn't just watch.

So after Zhao Yingnan came back, Song Qingyou still had other intentions and said:

“Once you’re stuck in the quagmire, it’s difficult to get out.”

Zhao Yingnan's face turned pale, and she was so nervous that she clenched and unclenched her hands: "I know."

Song Qingyou didn't look at her, "If you want to change jobs, you can come to my place."

Job hopping? Do you think you are being coerced by the company?

Zhao Yingnan looked at the person walking in front. The morning sunlight shone on the person's body, seeming to glow.

She suddenly remembered that Song Qingyou was the same as her, only getting into the business for money for medical treatment.

They are the same, so Song Qingyou will not dislike her.

"Thank you." Zhao Yingnan's clenched hand suddenly loosened.

Song Qingyou looked back at her, thinking she had figured it out, and smiled back.