Chapter 11
"The boss will give us a lot of bonuses, right?" The whispered voice let out a lewd chuckle.
"..." Ning Wensong's cat face revealed speechless shock.
How could someone be so stupid, seemingly whispering but actually plotting loudly, and then deliberately letting her witness it?
The two then loudly proclaimed their boss's name, and Ning Wensong understood their purpose and the general identity of the person behind them.
The champion of the previous creative competition, luckily she remembered it when Chen Che asked her to find inspiration yesterday.
Do you want to ruin my reputation? Then try it and see if your shameful imitation will win, or if my original work will prevail.
Ning Wensong watched as the two finished installing the equipment, snorted coldly in his heart, turned around and jumped off the windowsill.
Just then, Shen Che returned from his shopping trip. He leisurely went upstairs and immediately saw Ning Wensong curled up like a cat ball on the bed.
"What's wrong? Is something bothering you? Tell me, maybe I can help you?" Chen Che sat sideways on the edge of the bed, gently stroking her back, his tone gentle and convincing.
Ning Wensong sat up and then lay down on Chen Che's lap.
"Oh, actually I'm not angry, I'm just a little speechless. In the old world, there were many people who disliked me and always liked to trip me up. I didn't expect there to be such people in this world, and quite a few at that. This is the second time we've encountered them today."
Her eyelids drooped, and her voice even carried a slight sob.
Shen Che remained silent. He knew that she needed to speak up herself. Others' words could never truly heal her; she had to figure things out and recover on her own.
Sure enough, after a few minutes, Ning Wensong regained some of his energy.
"This morning, after I woke up, I wandered downstairs and overheard someone at a window trying to secretly film my creative process and then frame me for plagiarism. I really don't understand. Wouldn't it be better to just do your own thing and improve on your own?" Ning Wensong really couldn't understand why people would spend their time framing others instead of honing their own skills.
Is the creation of the champion of the "Cute Creation Contest" garbage?
No, what is it?
After listening, Shen Che clenched his fists inwardly. He had been so careless that he had forgotten to pay attention to the hospital's spiritual connection after being in such a comfortable environment for so long.
“It’s okay, don’t be afraid, I have a way to deal with him. I’ll let you get your revenge yourself.” Chen Che then remembered one of his abilities, “When you’re getting your hair done this afternoon, go live. I’ll give it a buff so that only well-intentioned people will know you’re live. That way, those other people won’t know. When they plagiarize and post it, a large number of netizens will speak up for you.”
Ning Wensong meowed in surprise upon hearing this, "Are you really not that blue Doraemon? That's amazing, do I really have such an ability?"
Chen Che swears that he really did learn everything that might come in handy when he was young and had nothing better to do.
“Sure, we don’t have a lifespan theory. I’ll take you to my hometown for a visit during this work period, and you can find some inspiration.” Shen Che had wanted to take her back for a long time, and today was the perfect excuse.
Ning Wensong was excited. Did that mean she could learn these things too? "Great! I'll go check the paints you bought, practice for a while, and then you go do your rounds! I can't wait for evening to come!"
"Okay, be careful not to get it on yourself." Chen Che saw through her little scheme; she simply wanted to test the waters on herself.
Ning Wensong pouted and turned her back to him. "Okay."
Time passed as quickly as Ning Wensong had imagined.
Night fell, and the last rays of twilight disappeared behind the windowsill.
A languid, soft voice came from outside the door, followed by a white dress fluttering in Ning Wensong's sight.
After entering the hospital, Zimei glanced around and immediately spotted Ning Wensong. As if certain it was her, she rushed up to her, "Hello! I'm Zimei. You must be the stylist, hehe."
"Hello, I'm Ning Wensong. Where's your cat?" Ning Wensong had a good impression of her because Zimei looked like she wasn't even an adult yet.
People are always full of tolerance and love for girls of this age.
"Hey, Xiaotian was unusually agitated for some reason. She even tried to bite me in the car. The driver was trying to put Xiaotian in a cage." Zimei recalled the terrible scene in the car, where Xiaotian frantically tore at the surrounding objects, but still didn't bite him.
"I didn't expect this place to be a pet hospital. Could you check on Xiaotian for me while you're at it?" Zimei trusted them completely, since they had already done a background check.
After listening, Shen Che instructed his assistant to prepare a tranquilizer.
“No problem, it should be a little while. Come with me, I’ll tell you about my innovation.” Ning Wensong took her hand and led her to the reception room, clearing his throat as he prepared his long speech.
This innovation must be great!
"Here I go! My initial plan is to use pigments and powders that are harmless to animals. Since she's a curly-haired cat, I won't be doing a full haircut. Instead, I'll do some initial adjustments, keeping her curly fur intact. I'll add some small-scale color touch-ups in specific areas, like the sides of her face and above her paws. Then, I'll use pigments and powders to lightly spray color on her body. The overall color won't look out of place, and it will fade away in about a month as she sheds her fur. She'll still look perfectly fine!"
Ning Wensong became more and more excited as she spoke. It was the first time she had used this method, and she was very happy and couldn't wait to start doing it right away.
After speaking, Ning Wensong waited for Zimei's reaction. She watched as the other woman's face darkened, and a sudden sense of unease filled her. Did she not like it?
"That's great! I love it! Just hearing your description makes me excited and eagerly anticipate Xiaotian's debut!" Zimei's expression changed dramatically, from gloomy to beaming with joy.
"Oh dear, I was giving you a cold look just now because I remembered a stylist I used before who almost turned Xiaotian into a dinosaur. Why do those stylists have such a strong preference for dinosaurs?" Zimei explained, afraid that Ning Wensong would misunderstand.
"A kindred spirit!" Ning Wensong cried out in his heart. It turned out there were so many normal people in the world besides them, the cats. Indeed, they were just isolated cases.
"Okay, okay, I'll do it this way! There might be some improvisation involved, but it definitely won't look bad, don't worry!" Ning Wensong assured her that this kind of client was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and she would definitely do a great job!
When the driver brought Xiaotian in, it had stopped biting things. Under everyone's gaze, Xiaotian's tail suddenly tucked behind its body, turning into airplane ears, and the whole cat trembled in the cage.
Little Sweetie continued to growl, and Ning Wensong understood that the big cat demon was releasing its oppressive aura again.
Ning Wensong glanced at Chen Che subtly, then slowly moved to his side. "Don't scare it."
If we scare them any further, things could really go wrong.
"..." Shen Che turned his head and saw a curly-haired cat that had gone into heat after smelling another cat's scent. When it came in, it was sending out mating signals to Ning Wensong. He was just trying to scare it.
Zimei walked to the cage and looked at Xiaotian, who was no longer biting or reacting to stress. She was in a good mood. "Okay, you can get your hair styled now!"
Chen Che placed his phone in a hidden corner, used some of his abilities, and started a live stream.
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The two who had been secretly placing equipment in the morning finally discovered that Ning Wensong was getting her hair and makeup done after a whole day of waiting.
"Go and inform the boss immediately, be ready at any time!" one of them said angrily. After completing this mission, the boss promised to give each of them an apartment.
This operation will be absolutely successful!
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Ning Wensong prepared the paints, powders, and tools, and looking at the unusually docile kitten in front of him, he finally felt truly relaxed.
Only when she's getting her hair styled does she truly feel happy.
Zimei and Shen Che each sat on one side of the sofa.
One of them was showing off in her girlfriends' group chat that she was about to get a brand new baby.
Another person was monitoring the situation online. Although Ning Wensong had already told him who did it, such things are never done by one person alone; multiple parties are involved.
Ning Wensong ignored all of that; he only cared about the cat in front of him.
The moment she picked up the scissors, countless ideas came to her mind. As usual, she circled the curly-haired cat, which was flawless.
Ning Wensong first trimmed it, only cutting off some of the stray hairs; then she trimmed cute shapes such as small bows, stars, and bubbles a little above each of its four legs.
Ning Wensong thought for a while. This cat had heterochromia, pink and blue heterochromia, a particularly dreamy combination.
She began by trimming the sides of her face into the shapes of stars and the moon, and then trimming the neck into a wavy shape to connect with the body, making it easier to apply paint later.
An hour has passed now.
Zimei kept a close eye on Ning Wensong's movements. Xiaotian was already very pretty! But she always felt that something was missing. She stared at Xiaotian for a long time before a flash of inspiration came to her.
"Could you make a cloud shape out of its bottom? I found it the day there was a cloud in the sky shaped like a cat." Zimei had a happy smile on her face.
Ning Wensong glanced at her, her whole body brimming with energy, "No problem, it might take another hour or so to finish."
The subsequent painting process won't take too long.
Ning Wensong trimmed Xiaotian's bottom, and a cute cloud appeared on it; after thinking for a while, she added layers of bows to Xiaotian's tail, and then trimmed it into a difficult lace-like shape to connect them.
I'm such a genius! I succeeded on my first attempt at making lace, but it seemed to take a long time. I'll have to keep trying! Ning Wensong likes to encourage herself so that the long styling process won't be tiring.
She wanted to use the main color and blending color of her heterochromatic eyes for dyeing. She painted the small decorations on her four legs light purple, and then used a small spray bottle to blend the color onto her legs, creating a fun effect like spilling a palette. She painted the small decorations on her face pink and blue, sprayed blue on her buttocks, and connected pink and blue on her tail.
Finally, I sprayed a little light pink on my body for a subtle blend.
After everything was finished, Ning Wensong secretly used cat language to ask Xiaotian to pose in some display positions. Xiaotian liked Ning Wensong's scent, so she did as she was told.
It leaped lightly between the sofas, its curly fur resembling clouds caressed by angels, the cloud-like markings on its rump complementing the design perfectly. Its heterochromatic eyes, paired with the small accessories and color variations on its body, shone like stars, and the meticulously trimmed lace bow on its tail made the whole look like something out of a fairy tale, excessively cute.
When Zimei saw the last look, she gasped in admiration, "I've never seen such a beautiful look before! Is this really my little sweetheart?! Waaah, Mommy kisses you!"
After saying that, she rushed to Xiaotian, but didn't know where to start. She was so afraid that she would ruin the work if she touched it.
Ning Wensong noticed his concerns and explained, "You can wait an hour, and it will be completely stable. The color is very good and won't fade easily. You can brush its fur every day and it will return to its original state!"
Shen Che noticed Ning Wensong's exhaustion and pulled her to lie down on the sofa. "Rest for a while. I've arranged everything online. You should get some sleep." This kind of high-concentration state is very draining.
Ning Wensong felt his warm hand on her head and slowly drifted off to sleep.
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Liu Xing stared angrily at the videos and photos that were sent back. Was this really something a human could do?
But he has no other choice now. It would take him a long time to do it himself, not to mention that pet styling doesn't use paint these days, and his studio doesn't have any, so he would have to go and buy it himself.
"Hurry up! What are you all standing there for? Buy paint!" He was furious at his stunned subordinate.
"You guys over there, hurry up and stop them from posting their work, delay it for at least five hours." Liu Xing had no choice but to go ahead even if he couldn't.
Regardless of the technical aspects, at least netizens need to know that the other party copied his idea.
How can a newcomer with no fans be trusted?
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