Auxiliary super fierce

Chapter 10

After the hostess finished reading the opening speech on the stage, Wen Tu breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking that the event could finally start, he heard the people on the stage invite a certain leader to speak on stage.

For a moment, Wen Tu felt that he was back at school, facing the principal, vice principal and dean of education who always had a lot of things to say between classes on Mondays. No matter how uncomfortable he felt, he still had to applaud and welcome him.

Leader A came to the stage to give a speech, and after he finished speaking, he asked leader B to come up and speak. After leader B finished speaking, leader C gave a speech. Leader C came up to the stage with a smile and held the microphone: "I know everyone is getting impatient, so I will simply say Two sentences."

Then another half hour.

Finally, the leaders of A, B, C, and D came to the stage to speak, and the atmosphere relaxed. All kinds of people wandered around the venue. Wen Tu didn't know anyone except the team members, so he simply sat by his seat all the time, and didn't even get up for dessert. go get it.

The conversation with those leaders was about the work of Peng Li and Zhang Yingxian, while Qin Yu and Yi Fan took a few cupcakes to eat on the sofa in the corner. Went there for a stroll.

This seems a bit redundant.

He sat for a while, feeling drowsy from boredom, his eyelids drooping uncontrollably, if it wasn't for the constant walking around beside him, Wen Tu would have fallen asleep and couldn't extricate himself.

"Hey," Fang Chi saw Wen Tu's head moving bit by bit, couldn't help laughing and shouted, "Are you so sleepy?"

Wen Tu raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "It's okay, just boring."

"Go out for a walk?" Fang Chi waved to the people from the Storm Branch, "It's nothing serious anyway."

"Okay." Wen Tu nodded.

Leaving in the middle of the party or falling asleep in the middle of the party, both are serious, Wen Tu doesn't care about these, but seeing Fang Chi's indifferent expression, he suddenly has some doubts—is it okay to just leave like this?

Fang Chi looked down at him, as if he understood what he was thinking: "Just turn around the door for a while, wake up, I'll be back later."

"Oh." Wen Tu said.

It turned out to be just a transfer.

I thought I went straight back to the base.

Wen Tu followed Fang Chi and walked out through the back door.

Their coats were still on the car. As soon as they walked out of the hotel, the cool wind blew, and they didn't have to turn around on the warm road. They were already awake.

As soon as Fang Chi turned his head, he saw Wen Tu's expression of "I won't admit defeat no matter how big the storm is." He pursed his lips and tried to hold back, but finally couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing: "Wen Xiaotu, can you adjust your facial expression?" Is it?"

"Huh?" Wen Tu didn't really want to open his mouth to speak.

"This is a face that if I don't go in again, I will die on the spot." Fang Chi touched his chin, "Why are you so afraid of the cold?"

Fang Chi felt that there was nothing wrong with the wind.

"I don't know." Wen Tu turned his back, rubbing his hands in front of him constantly, holding them to his lips from time to time to breathe out, "Because it's too cold in winter?"

"Why don't you say it's because it's too hot in summer?" Fang Chi clicked his tongue and shook his head, "Do you want to go in?"

Wen Tu thought about the pretentiously dignified and boring atmosphere at the party, and shook his head: "Go around, I'll wait for you."

"Let's go, you'll be warmer after walking." Fang Chi grabbed his hand involuntarily, "It's colder if you stand."

"Walking is even colder." Wen Tu struggled a bit, but did not break free.

"Walking will get warmer and warmer." Fang Chi said, "As the saying goes, friction generates electricity, and exercise generates heat."

"There is no such saying." Wen Tu was dragged away by Fang Chi, feeling his limbs were stiff, "Walking makes the wind make it colder."

"Can you please?" Fang Chi glanced at him helplessly, the person behind him trembled again, his lips moved, and he let out a strange cry.

"Why did you call me?" Fang Chi stopped, "Do you want to transform?"

Wen Tu looked at him, his lips didn't move, that strange cry came from behind Wen Tu again, it was weak and short, and it seemed extraordinarily strange in the quiet back door, before the two of them could react, the thing came back He yelled, and the sound was even weirder than last time.

Fang Chi was stunned, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Wen Tu behind him, and kept muttering: "If this is some kind of experimental product lost by the science laboratory, it will jump on me and bite me, you should run away and leave me alone... no , you kill me first and then run away, you can’t harm all human beings, pity I’m about to die and I don’t care…”

"Fang Chi." Wen Tu sneezed, "Cat."

"Cat, what cat? Is that how cats meow?" Fang Chi yelled again when he heard the thing, goosebumps arose, "You run first and leave me alone..."

Seeing that Fang Chi was about to fall into his own world again, Wen Tu rolled his eyes, walked out from behind Fang Chi trembling, and followed the sound to find it, and he really found a kitten.

He was only two months old, his body was covered with mud and water, and he couldn't tell what the color of his fur was. His front foot was injured, blood and mud mixed together, it was probably just injured, and he couldn't move for the time being.It looked at Wen Tu vigilantly, its hair all fluffed up, and it gurgled a few times in its throat, warning outsiders.

"I'm injured." Wen Tu squatted down and took a closer look.

"Is it really a cat?" Fang Chi came over, "How can a cat meow like that."

"I'm hurt and scared." Wen Tu said, wanting to reach out to touch the cat.

"Understood, you're afraid that your voice will change, right?" Before Fang Chi finished speaking, the cat bent up and scratched Wen Tu hard with its uninjured paw. The hand subconsciously protected the wound.

"Hey, what are you—" Before Fang Chi could finish his scolding words, he saw Wen Tu raised his eyes to look at him, and swallowed those scolding words inexplicably after meeting his gaze, "...are you all right?"

"It's okay." Wen Tu showed the back of his hand. He dodged quickly, but was caught with a few red marks, faintly oozing blood, neither serious nor minor, "What about this cat?"

"It's a bit difficult." Fang Chi looked at his wound and clicked his tongue, "I need to get an injection, right? This is a wild cat."

Wen Tu paused: "I said cat."

"I say you." Fang Chi sighed, "This cat is wild enough, what can I do, I reach out to hug it again, and then it scratches me, we both go for the injection, half price for the second injection? "

Wen Tu pursed his lips and said nothing. He stared at the cat, slowly stretched out his hand, and patted the ground. The cat scratched Wen Tu. Moved towards Wentu.

"I'm in a hurry." Wen Tu said, pointing his finger at the kitten again, "Go buy a ham sausage."

"Ah?" Fang Chi said, "You called me?"

"Well." Wen Tu said, "If you don't want to go, we can order a takeaway and ask him to bring a piece of ham."