"Wan, have you arrived at the company?" Mo Fanrui pulled the phone cord to the sofa, and the dog squatted to call her.
"Well, we're here. There's nothing abnormal about your body, right?"
"No, I just miss you." Mo Fanhe was lying on his side on the sofa, with a thick and fluffy tail on his butt, wagging it in the air.
"..." Wen Wan's face was covered with black lines, and her lungs almost exploded with anger. She gritted her teeth and said patiently: "Okay, then you can have a good rest, I have to be busy with work."
After saying that, he decisively turned off the phone. It was all the fault of his pain in the buttocks. He had nothing to do, but she had to make money to support her family.
"Man and Nature" held a group meeting. Yang Mu discussed with everyone the issue of declining ratings with a dark face, and asked everyone to brainstorm to produce some innovative programs.
Everyone lowered their heads and said nothing.
"What about you?" Yang Mu's eyes turned to Wen Wan, "Do you have any good ideas?"
"I..." Suddenly received a nod, Wen Wan was like a frightened bird, and said tremblingly: "I do have an idea, but I'm afraid it's not mature."
"It doesn't matter. You can bring it up first and we can discuss it later. Is it feasible?"
Wen Wan lowered his head, gritted his teeth after a while and said: "I accidentally met a friend a few days ago. He is a dog person. He was raised by dogs since he was a child. Both his life and way of thinking are very different from humans. I think
Can I follow his life and record how he transforms from a dog to a normal human? However, I have not yet obtained his consent, so this idea is still open to discussion."
"I think this idea is good." The host, Old Newton, became interested and said enthusiastically: "Last year our group produced "Lone Wolf" which was very successful. Dogs are also humans. Werewolves, orangutans and other people who were raised by wild beasts
Special humans are generally seen in film and television works, but they really don’t exist in real life. If he agrees to follow up with us to shoot and broadcast, it will definitely attract the audience’s attention.” In today’s advanced technology, it can still appear.
Dogman is indeed a gimmicky event, and it’s worth putting the effort into producing.
"Wan, can you ask him to come out and talk?" The subject matter was good, and Yang Mu couldn't help but become interested, "Dog Man, aroused everyone's curiosity."
"Actually, there is nothing curious about him. He was raised by a dog, and his thinking and behavior are very similar to those of a dog..." Without Mo Fanrui's consent, Wen Wan could only briefly talk about his initial situation, and did not dare to talk to him at all.
Tell him about being under the same roof.
The phone rang. It was a call from the apartment. Wen Wan was in the office and turned off the phone in a hurry. Judging from his voice on the phone just now, he was full of energy and there was no problem. He must have been bored before provoking her.
Regarding the point of interviewing dog people, Wen Wan never nodded in agreement, saying that she would only dare to agree with her own consent. Yang Mu smoothly handed over the task to Wen Wan to follow up, asking her to try her best to get the exclusive. Except for dogs
As for the topic, Yang Mu discussed the subject matter of the program with the group members. The meeting lasted for an hour before it ended.
After leaving the meeting, Wen Wan turned on her cell phone. Good guy, there were thirty missed calls, all from the apartment. How much did he miss her that he would call her every two minutes.
Wen Wan redialed the dial, and as soon as it rang, Mo Fanhe couldn't wait to pick it up, "Bowl!!!"
Someone was sweating coldly, and the corners of his mouth twitched and said: "You called me so many times, is there something urgent?" He'd better have something urgent!
"I miss you." Mo Fanrui said coquettishly on the other end of the phone, "I want to listen to your voice. Wan, do you miss me?"
"..." Damn, what's wrong with him? He suddenly got angry. It's not disgusting to say this, as if she was his.
"Are you with him?" The dog man on the other end of the phone said his purpose coquettishly.
"Who?" If he had known that she would not leave his mobile phone number to him before she died, now she is getting angry.
Mo Fanrui said angrily: "The guy who has evil thoughts about you."
"..." There is no one else who thinks wrong about her except him!
"Who is it?" Someone pretended to be stupid.
"...Yang Mu!" Mo Fanhe became anxious.
Wen Wan was immediately wary: "How do you know his name?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and then he said after a while: "I see he calls you all the time."
"..." Shit! The word "Yang Mu" was not written in the address book on her mobile phone at all. The note was "senior brother". And when she talked to Yang Mu on the phone, she never called him by his first name...
"Ah... I hurt, it hurts so much. I won't tell you anymore. I need to rest." Mo Fanrui, realizing that he was full of loopholes, immediately pretended to be dead and hung up the phone before Wen Wan could reply.
"..." Wen Wan has the right to beat him to death. Does he think that just because he is a dog person, he can be a bitch to the end? No, when she comes home at night, she will tell him to get out and stay away!
Holding back her breath, Wen Wan worked hard until it was time to get off work, then packed up her things and planned to go home.
"Wan, are you free?" Yang Mu walked out of the office and said to her, "Let's go for a walk."
"Ah..." Wen Wan clutched her stomach and said to Yang Mu with a painful expression: "I... I have a little pain in my stomach. I guess I ate something bad at noon and I have to go to the hospital." He didn't give her a good look all day long.
, what happened last night must have been told by the big-mouthed doctor. During the day when he was at work, he clearly tolerated it and did not ask her questions. He would definitely not let her go when he got off work...
"It doesn't matter, right?" Yang Mu said nervously, "Shall I accompany you to the hospital?"
"..." She couldn't find a good reason, but she found a bad reason. Wen Wan was so heartbroken that she felt like beating herself to death. She twitched the corners of her mouth and showed a smile that was uglier than crying, "Okay... okay, I'll go first."
A toilet."
"I'll wait for you here." Yang Mu nodded.
Wen Wan clutched her stomach and ran to the toilet. The phone rang, and it was Mo Fanhe who was desperate for his life. "Wan, it's already time to get off work. You should go home quickly. I'm in so much pain..."
"Go back!" Wen Wan sat on the toilet seat and gritted her teeth: "I'll be back right away!" Humph, he will be dead if he goes back!
"Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore." Mo Fanrui groaned on the other end of the phone, "Ah...uh..."
"..." Damn, he's calling Chun, right?
"Beep..." The phone hung up.
She hadn't hung up yet, but he dared to hang up first!
Wen Wan stood in front of the mirror, took a deep breath, "I don't care, I will risk my shame!"
After walking out of the toilet, she returned to the office at a snail's pace. Yang Mu was waiting anxiously, "Are you feeling better? Shall I take you to the hospital now?"
"No need." Wen Wan's face suddenly turned red and she whispered: "I thought I had a bad stomach just now, but it's actually a girl's... During my menstrual period, I can go home and drink a cup of brown sugar water and I'll be fine.
, no need to go to the hospital.”
"...Oh..." Yang Mu calmed down after a while and said with an awkward smile: "Then let me take you back?"
"No, I can just drive back by myself."
"Okay, be careful on the road."
After successfully escaping, Wen Wan could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, quickly left with her bag, and stepped on the accelerator all the way back to the apartment.
She returned home with murderous intent, opened the room, and saw Mo Fanrui sitting at the dining table looking at her with a smile, and there were three dishes and one soup on the table.
"Bowl, I specially cooked for you, come here and have a try." Wearing a large pajamas, he stood up, awkwardly walked towards Wen Wan with splayed legs, and pulled her towards the dining table.
"You know how to cook?" Wen Wan was confused. Darling, since the last time he broke the wolf's bowl and burned his hair, she didn't dare to let him cook again. This guy has always been wearing clothes, reaching for food and opening his mouth. When will he do it?
Did you cook something? Could it be that you bought it outside and then lied to her that you cooked it yourself?
Oh no, how could she not see it with her sharp eyes?
Hey...God!!!
"What is this?" Wen Wan asked, pointing to a plate of charcoal-like things.
"Fry the steak." Mo Fanrui explained: "I didn't control the heat, so it was a little burnt, but it's definitely edible."
He quickly picked up his chopsticks and took a bite, "It's delicious, it's really delicious."
The blood was stained on Mo Fanrui's lips, but he ate it with gusto.
Wen Wan was frightened. She turned over the black-fried steak and cut it open with a knife. The flesh and blood were blurred. Oh my God, this was a fried steak. It was all raw, red and bloody beef. It was 80% rare, 20% rare, and 30% cooked.
The 20% of the steak was fried into black charcoal. It takes a lot of superb cooking skills to fry the steak to this level. It is really talented.
Looking at his bloody lips, Wen Wan's feet stumbled and she almost fell down. He is a dog, and dogs like to eat raw meat the most!
"Try the bowl." Mo Fanhe stabbed a piece of steak with a fork and happily put it into her mouth.
"Ahem..." There was a churn in her stomach, and Wen Wan quickly put down his hand, "I accept your wishes. You should eat it yourself. I like to eat medium rare."
"Then you eat chicken." Mo Fanrui asked her to sit down on the chair, "I'll learn what you do on TV."
The white-cut chicken is really white. There are no ingredients at all. One chicken is chopped into six pieces. The portion is very generous and there is no salt at all.
Mo Fanrui took a piece and put it in her bowl, which was just full.
The other plate is green vegetables, half raw and half browned.
Mo Fanhe's enthusiasm was too gentle to tolerate. She opened the soup pot and said, "Forget it, I'd better drink some soup."
Tofu and fish head soup, the tofu was broken into small pieces and cooked for a long time, but the fish head was a whole one, and he didn't even know that the gills had to be pulled out.
Wen Wan stroked her head with a headache. He had completely disrupted her life. When would this continue?
Taking a deep breath, Wen Wan made a struggling decision. She took out all the money in her wallet and placed it in front of Mo Fanhe, "Fan Rui, I'm sorry. I thought everything was too wonderful before.
I overestimated my ability and thought I could bring you back to a normal life. But since you arrived, my life has become more and more chaotic. I...may not be able to keep you here anymore. These things
You have the money. Although it is not much, it is enough for you to live for a while. Now that you can communicate with humans using language, it shouldn’t be difficult to find a job..."