Chapter 25

Unlike the last time when Li Pu was on a business trip and booked a flight with a fixed time, this time it was just a gathering among friends, and there was no certainty of when he would be back - what if the bar was closed, what if he was recognized by fans and ran away, what if...

So Bai Gaoxing was extremely cautious and did not turn on the computer in the study.

Anyway, it can be used on mobile phones.

Bai Gaoxing pushed the tissue paper on the table over and placed it against the heavy, solid metal fruit plate. He then carefully held the thin and flexible layer of the phone case with his mouth, trying his best not to pierce it, and then picked up the entire phone and let it lean on the tissue paper.

The surface of the glass tea table was very slippery, and the phone slid down diagonally as soon as it was placed on it. Bai Gaoxing pondered for a while, looked around, and dragged a relatively heavy small plate over.

With something propped against it and the pull of the data cable, the phone finally stood there at a slightly tilted angle.

Then, Bai Gaoxing unlocked his phone and opened Firefly Live.

Similar to how Sparks need to gather spark points, Firefly Live requires "fireflies". The number of views of a work corresponds to the corresponding fireflies. As long as the work published on that day reaches the passing line, the platform will help the author push it.

But it doesn’t matter now, since he probably won’t be able to reach that level anyway.

Bai Gaoxing clicked into the backstage and was surprised to find that the number of fans had increased from ten to fifty.

It’s pretty good...this conversion rate.

Then I started thinking about what to shoot.

Bai Gaoxing paced back and forth beside the tea table with his wings on his back, deep in thought, with the hair on his head shaking in disarray.

After all, he is not a professional in this area and has no inspiration. He only remembers that the short videos he made when he was still a human were all about explaining knowledge points - such as the key points of the CET-4 and CET-6 essays; such as how to quickly become familiar with a language; such as the silly short video: the possibility of employment with a minority language...

You can't, being a bird, have to hold a notebook and a pen and say these sleepy-making words in front of the camera in a serious manner?

Come to think of it... well, even he himself feels it's fake.

Bai Gaoxing was stunned for a long time and found that the best prop was actually human hands. He stroked and fondled a fat white parrot, showing that the parrot was well-behaved and had a good feel to it, which was very eye-catching.

Unfortunately, he can't do it now.

However, he can masturbate.

Bai Gaoxing thought deeply, then clicked the record button and raised his paw to touch his head.

If it were a human, this action would be considered very difficult, but it is not a problem for him now - he can even curl up his paws and pull the fur, touch it in the same direction, touch it in the opposite direction, and touch it however he wants.

Bai Gaoxing squinted his eyes and pretended to be like a parrot enjoying itself, but was shocked to find that he himself made this expression. Although it was cute, it was embarrassing.

Bai Gaoxiao's face heated up and his claws trembled slightly.

Come on, that cute creature in the camera is definitely not him!

After finishing a set of movements while suppressing his shame, Bai Gaoxing selected a cute pop background music and clicked - save it to the draft box.

Don't send yet.

Bai Gaoxing continued to think about the second and third options, and finally decided that one would sing, the other would recite poetry, and then they would chat a little at the end, which made him look very smart.

The most important thing is that the voice should be stable with the unique texture of the parrot, and don't accidentally start speaking in a normal person's accent, or people will say it is definitely dubbing.

He was afraid that Li Pu would take the blame for him.

Bai Gaoxing watched these three videos over and over again, and his overwhelming shame gradually subsided. His mentality also changed from "Who the hell is this?" to "This bird is quite cute."

Ok.

Bai Gaoxing had also watched quite a few cute pet videos, and this seemed to be about the right one, so he posted them one by one.

After posting, he started to browse short videos in the recommendation section.

Kill time and explore the market at the same time.

Even though he is taking pictures for fun, he wants to take the best pictures possible.

However, the result was contrary to his wishes. Bai Gaoxing gradually became addicted to funny videos, constantly liking and collecting them. When he came to his senses, he suddenly found a number appeared on the "Message" in the lower right corner.

What happened? ?

Bai Gaoxing nervously clicked on the message, and all he saw were likes and comments on the three videos.

@CakeLittleBlueberry and 59 other people liked your video.

@沙雕少女: Ahhhhhhh this is so cute!!!

@桔子蟹: Did you raise this yourself? You are so nice.

@AAA萌诵批发市: Oh my god, this is the first time I hear a parrot reciting the beginning of "Shui Diao Ge Tou". Is it a trend for parrots to recite poetry these days?

@……

Still, still?

Bai Gaoxing didn't expect the response to be so much better than expected. He sighed that cuteness is indeed the true meaning of the world, and then typed: Thank you for your likes!

and pin it to the top.

Comparing the three videos, the one with him singing received the least likes. Maybe it's because his singing was a little off-tune? But this is innate...it can't be changed.

Bai Gaoxing clicked on the video again and listened to it. He decided to keep the peace for himself and leave the devilish sound to others.

Let's continue watching videos.

Bai Gaoxing hummed a tune and continued to swipe on the screen of his mobile phone. However, what he didn't know was that with the help of the platform's algorithm, those videos began to be recommended to hundreds of people and continued to spread at a rapid speed.

The data requirements to be pushed to the home page are getting closer and closer.

…

On the other side, the food stalls.

The noise was enough to give you a headache, and the burning coals mixed with thick smoke went straight up into the sky.

In the corner of several plastic tables, Li Pho and Wang Peter sat facing each other.

"I thought..." Li Pu said carefully, "You would choose a quiet place."

"What did you say——?" Just next to him was a row of young people who were drinking and cheering loudly. Peter Wang leaned forward, put his hands behind his ears, and shouted: "I can't hear you——!"

Li Piao: “…”

He waited until the noise died down before repeating it again.

"Oh, this." Wang Peter replied, "If you go to a bar, someone will definitely recognize you. If you go to a restaurant, it's too formal. Food stalls are so good. There are many people and eyes. No matter what you wear, no one will notice you."

The two young men, both wearing hats and masks, looked at each other.

Li Pu's reason is self-evident. Wang Peter's natural blond hair attracts attention wherever he goes. He has thought about dyeing his hair, but he is allergic to various hair dyes and is afraid of being stuffy wearing a wig.

Li Pu knew his childhood friend's character and said, "Tell the truth."

Peter Wang compromised: "Okay, I've never eaten at a food stall, I want to give it a try."

He took the order sign on the table and said, "I really envy your parents for being so lenient. You are still a model of a 'good kid' who doesn't need to worry about anything... Which of these tastes good?"

Celebrities have strict diet management. Li Pu: "I don't know either."

"If I had known, I would have eaten at your house." Wang Peter glanced at the menu.

, shouted: "Boss, give me a large portion of lobster! Just a little spicy."

"Okay!" came an immediate response from the grill.

"You don't know how hard it was for me to be alone there these years since you came back..." Wang Peter opened a beer and complained about how strictly he was controlled abroad. His resentment was so strong that he could turn right and walk 800 meters to play the role of a water ghost in the neighboring Nanhu Park.

Li Pho was a good listener, so he just listened quietly.

Li Pu has always been "someone else's child" since he was a child.

As the only son of a family with a warm family tradition and open-minded parents, he never worried about his parents. Even when he chose to be an actor at his best age, his parents did not stop him at all, but just told him: Go for it bravely, even if you can't become famous, you can still go home and inherit the family business.

Unexpectedly, he became famous.

But in fact, Li Pho's parents also had some concerns about him.

It is because their sons are too independent and seem to be not needed anywhere that they are worried. A person is always alone, and their children seem to be more dedicated than others in acting and find it more difficult to quit. Therefore, in this regard, they think that staying in the entertainment industry is not a good choice.

For various reasons, they would not forcefully change their son's mind, but they hinted at it several times:

Son, stop playing and go home to get married.

Li Piao naturally pretended not to understand.

In his plan, he still...

"Anyway, I am determined not to go back within two years. What do you think, should I destroy the card and pretend to be dead, or pretend to be missing?" Wang Peter was a little drunk and asked his friend for his opinion.

Li Pu recalled that since the other party returned to China, his mother had already learned the news and did not seem to plan to capture him and asked him to help take care of him. He paused for a while before saying, "It's better to send a message occasionally."

Wang Peter was silent and burped.

He covered his face and sobbed, "I kind of miss them."

Li Pu was helpless. It was obvious that his friends and family were just temporarily upset.

The party lasted a little longer than planned. Childhood friends who hadn't seen each other for several years always had a lot to talk about, not to mention the intermittent drunken talk. When everyone was finally squeezed into the car, Li Pu was pulled by Wang Peter's sleeve and suddenly asked, "Did your aunt urge you to get married?"

Li Pu was silent for a moment, "I urged him."

Wang Peter immediately felt that his brothers were truly sharing weal and woe, and he patted his chest and promised, "Tell me what kind of person you like, and I'll help you find one! Tall, short, fat, thin, coquettish, wild, we have it all!"

Li Pu glanced at the driver in the front row, and faced the strange gaze, and pushed the man in hard, "Please take him home, thank you."

After watching the taxi go away, Li Pu suddenly remembered that there was something heavy in his hand: "..."

Wang Peter packed it and forgot to let him take it.

Forget it, I'll just make it as a midnight snack. I didn't eat much tonight anyway.

When Li Pu returned home, Bai Gaoxing was humming at home.

After the man left, he calculated the time and when his phone's battery was charged to 10%, he quickly unplugged it and continued playing.

I thought Li Pu would be able to come back when the phone's battery reached 1%, but the phone screen went black and there was no sign of him.

Good news: he doesn’t have to worry about being discovered while secretly charging his phone. Bad news: how can he live without his phone?

Bai Gaoxing turned on the TV and listened to the sound rolling on the sofa. By the time he heard someone open the door with a key, he was already too lazy to get up.

Li Pu was surprised that he didn't see the shadow coming towards him as usual after he entered the room. He glanced at the sofa out of habit and immediately found it a little funny.

Looking at the time, this is the first time he is not at home after nine o'clock.

Are you sleepy?

Li Pu suspected that he had successfully cultivated a biological clock for Dabai, so he walked forward to check and casually placed the things in his hand on the tea table.

Hmm? This taste is...

When Li Pu was about to touch Bai Gaoxing, Bai Gaoxing jumped up like a spring, flapped his wings and jumped to the side of the bag.

Is this... lobster?

"It smells so good, thank you, it smells so good, thank you..." Bai Gaoxing was a little incoherent, and he didn't know how to express his gratitude: about the owner who actually remembered to bring back food for his pet when he went out to eat.

The next second, Li Pho cruelly pushed him away and took the bag away.

“You can’t eat it.”

Why!!!

Bai Gaoxing's eyes were filled with shock and anger as he watched Li Pu go to the kitchen, get a bowl, and sit down to peel shrimps.

The red and white shrimp meat was peeled intact and put into the bowl, and the bright red shrimp shells piled up on the table. Bai Gaoxing tried to pick one up, but Li Pu quickly pulled it away.

My heart aches...

"Isn't it for me?" he jumped over and asked.

"No." Li Pu's answer was extremely cold.

"Isn't it for me?" Bai Gaoxing stepped on his hand and swayed his fluffy body again and again.

"No. Be obedient and get down." Li Pu was unable to peel the shrimps properly, and his hands were greasy, so he could only half-lift Bai Gaoxing and let him get down on his own.

"It's not for me..." Bai Gaoxing was in a low mood. He turned his butt towards him and walked to the small pile of shrimp shells.

Then licking the shrimp shell is fine, right? He can eat it even if it's slightly spicy.

Bai Gaoxing compromised and grabbed a shrimp head with his claws. His eyes were dim, and the reddish sauce slowly flowed down from the moist shrimp shell, which aroused his appetite. His tongue tip slowly approached, and the tempting spicy breath instantly filled his entire nasal cavity——

“Blah——”

All the shrimp shells were swept into the trash can.

Not only that, when Li Pu saw that there was another one hooked in his claws, he reached out and pulled it away without saying a word, not caring at all about getting his fingers stained with red oil.

Bai Gaoxing stared at him blankly, his heart breaking into pieces.

Perhaps it was because his gaze was too scorching, Li Pu deliberately looked at him one more time and smiled gently. Then he put the peeled crayfish into a new plastic bag and stood up to take it to the refrigerator.

How come...

Bai Gaoxing looked on anxiously, but finally he could only turn back and carefully put a piece of fallen shrimp skin in his arms.

Poor me.