Chapter 12 Catching the Dog! Catching the Dog!
Tu Chaoxi spent an afternoon talking with several brand representatives before finally getting through to Chen Meiling on the phone the next morning.
An afternoon and an evening are enough for public opinion to completely erupt.
Chen Meiling was attacked by fans who came back from the brink of disaster, and her company formulated a crisis management plan overnight, fearing that it would affect the signing of new artists.
"The boss has decided to change the profit-sharing ratio in your contract, and the contract term will also be changed to three years. Remember to forward this message when the time comes."
His voice was cold and hard, barely suppressing a hint of panic: "...Don't be so smug. You still have a lot of dirt on you. It's just these fans helping you bluff. I have a lot of new people to mentor. Do whatever you want with them!"
Tu Chaoxi understood what she meant.
She and the entire senior management believed that yesterday's events were just a temporary resurgence, that clearing up one scandal was nothing, and that fans wouldn't play a crucial role.
After all, the most important thing is that he offended that heiress from Hong Kong, and the remaining dirt on him may not be able to be cleared up.
From now on, let him fend for himself.
Let it fend for itself...
Tu Chaoxi scoffed. Wasn't his specialty to let things fend for themselves?
Since it's been changed to three years, that means there's less than six months left...
After hanging up the phone, he stared silently at the screen, and after a while, he skillfully clicked into a video edited by a fan.
It's a compilation of his interactions with Tu Yao from yesterday. In the video, Tu Yao brings him steamed buns, takes him to find herbs, and helps him confront Chen Meiling.
At first glance, this little fool is the perfect fan template.
Can……
Tu Chaoxi frowned slightly. How did she know so much?
Stomach problems are no secret.
But apart from him and his agency, no one else knew the contents of the contract.
How could that brat possibly know?
She's not faking amnesia, is she?!
Regardless, Tu Chaoxi still harbored a seed of doubt in her heart.
Half an hour later, the seed died on the spot.
Tu Chaoxi stared at the scene before her, remaining silent for a long while before asking, "...What are you doing?"
The courtyard was dusty, and in the very center was a freshly baked pit, half a meter high.
Tu Yao squatted inside, raised her head to reveal a dark, grimy face, and said angrily, "Dig a hole!"
Tu Chaoxi: ...
"I know you're digging a hole, but why are you digging one?!"
Tu Yao plopped down in anger: "It's that dog again! It stole my smoked meat the day before yesterday and my smoked fish yesterday! If I don't catch it today, I'll change my surname to its own!"
It stole the whole basket of smoked fish, fish and basket!
She checked yesterday and found several dusty, prickly paw prints on the beams and the stool below. The dog must have stepped onto the stool, pounced on the pillar, and grabbed the basket.
This proves that the dog is somewhat intelligent; it's impossible to catch it using ordinary methods.
So she dug this big pit overnight, intending to use the preserved chicken she had been saving for half a year as bait to lure them over and capture them in one fell swoop!
Then take it for your own use!
The longer you eat her flesh, the longer you'll have to guard the gate!
Tu Yao proudly raised her chin: "Not bad, right!"
Tu Chaoxi held back for a moment, but couldn't resist. She squatted down and reached out to give her dog's head a good rub.
He forced out two words: "Not bad!"
He was about to die from trying to outwit a dog; he simply couldn't bear to suspect that she was faking amnesia.
As evening approached, the production crew found the two people in Tu Yao's yard.
"Hey Teacher Tu, Xiao Mao, what are you two doing?"
Tu Chaoxi, with his blond hair that was now a mess of gray, said irritably, "Dig a hole!"
Director: "I know you guys are digging a hole, so why are you digging it?"
Tu Chaoxi: ...
Such a familiar conversation.
He plopped down, looking exhausted, and said, "Catching dogs."
The director wandered around for a while, Ma Zhiyuan caught a cold and went on strike, and Wen Yu and Jiang Ye couldn't say a word. Right now, when the hype is at its peak, there's no content to broadcast.
He was just worrying about not being able to find any material when he suddenly clapped his hands:
"Start a live stream!"
Tu Chaoxi: ...
As soon as the live stream started, two people, covered in dirt and half-lying in the pit, startled all the viewers.
What are they doing?
Tu Yao and Tu Chaoxi both exclaimed in unison, "Catch the dog!"
After glancing at the time, Tu Yao quickly scrambled out of the pit, shouting, "Brother, come out too!"
Tu Chaoxi was truly exhausted. After helping her up, he lay down on the ground.
I don't know what got into him. He's a germaphobe, but he actually spent the whole day digging with her, going from half a meter to a full two meters!
In contrast, Tu Yao seemed tireless, exuding an air of fierce confidence and strategic planning.
She ran quickly to the neighbor's house and called out, "Third Aunt, can I borrow some of your wheat straw?"
Before she could even make a move, a middle-aged woman carrying a headscarf came out of the house and waved her hand, saying, "Little Mao, go aside, your third aunt will help you!"
Then he picked up a large bundle of wheat stalks and skillfully spread them out in the pit.
Tu Yao ran to the house next door and called out, "Second Grandma, can I borrow your yellow mud?"
Soon, an old lady in a floral dress appeared, squinting her eyes: "Oh, it's Xiao Mao, Grandma will help you!"
The old lady insisted on carrying a basket of mud herself and spreading it on top of the wheat stalks.
They went one after the other, without Tu Yao having to exert any effort. Before leaving, they even stuffed one of their buns with steamed buns and the other with corn.
The audience found it amusing.
Our sister is quite popular; she can borrow anything and get it.
[That bastard Tu Chaoxi really spoils his sister; I've never seen him look so pathetic before.]
[If I were in your shoes, I'd spoil her too. I was originally planning to re-follow Chaoxi as a fan, but now I want to support my younger sister instead.]
Tu Yao grabbed a piece of corn, then casually stuffed a steamed bun into Tu Chaoxi's mouth and gestured to him.
"Run! Get hidden!"
Then the main force actually followed her command and marched into the house in a grand procession.
Once the gate was closed, the courtyard was empty.
Tu Chaoxi took a bite of her steamed bun: "Do you know when that dog is coming?"
Tu Yao nodded.
The dog has its eye on her, and it seems to be checking in at the same time every day.
Tu Yao was eating corn while waiting, and just as she finished one, suddenly!
A barely audible sneeze rang out from outside the door!
Tu Yao immediately looked up alertly, and amidst the puzzled gazes of the crowd, quietly walked to the door and peeked out.
The next second, his eyes widened in surprise.
At the foot of the hill behind the courtyard, a glossy black-brown dog is running towards us!
Tu Yao: !
"It's here!"
The atmosphere became inexplicably tense, and everyone in the circle dared not breathe, staring intently at the door.
I'm speechless. I'm not doing my job or going to work; I'm just watching those two catch a dog.
[Does anyone know? My mom told me to collect the laundry.]
[Much more suspenseful than the suspense dramas I've been watching lately.]
Not far away, the wolfhound ran over with a clear and determined look, and entered the yard as if it knew the way well.
A rich aroma filled the air, and when I looked up, I saw a fragrant and shiny cured chicken hanging from the rafters!
The wolfhound's eyes visibly grew excited!
He seemed excited one second, and hesitant the next.
He shook his head, and an indigo brocade pouch was faintly visible beneath his fur.
A few seconds later, excitement finally won out, and its tail wagged even more enthusiastically.
Tu Yao stared intently. She hadn't seen it clearly that night, but now that she looked at it, the dog actually looked quite imposing!
Hmph, so what if she's all bravado! She'll still be keeping him locked up and making him guard the gate in the end!
The pit was dug half a meter from the gate. If it takes just one step forward, it's guaranteed to fall in!
Tu Yao counted down, waiting for it to fall into the pit.
But to everyone's surprise, just one step away, the dog suddenly stopped!
The wolfhound's round eyes scanned the surroundings, then it lowered its head, nuzzled its nose, and sniffed...
The next second, they went straight around the huge pit!
Holy crap! This dog's got some kind of supernatural power!
[Hilarious! Look at my sister, she's completely shocked!]
Tu Yaoren was dumbfounded.
I knew it was smart, but I never imagined it would be this smart!
They can even smell a pit?!
Seeing the wolfhound skillfully run to the roof beam and about to step on the stool to reach the cured chicken, Tu Yao finally couldn't resist anymore!
If she can't even beat a dog, it's an utter disgrace!
Fortunately, she had a backup plan!
Wolf Fang had already jumped onto the stool, half of his body leaning against the roof beam, and was about to bite the cured chicken!
The chicken suddenly shrank back and was pulled away by a thin, almost invisible thread!
His mouth bit into nothing!
At the same time, the stool it was standing on began to wobble, and Wolf Fang immediately pricked up its ears. It was an excellent hunting dog and was not afraid at all. It was ready to jump back!
That jump landed right in Tu Yao's arms!
The scene was deathly silent.
Everyone: ...
Wolf Fang: ...
Turning his head, he met Tu Yao's sinister gaze.
"Go ahead and run! Go ahead and run again! You stinking dog! You've got a taste for stealing now?!"
Wolf Fang clearly recognized her. His struggling movements immediately froze, and the next second, his eyes darted around awkwardly, and his ears drooped down.
"Hmph! Don't try to play the victim with me!"
Tu Yao hugged it tightly, muttering menacingly as she carried it into the house.
Tu Chaoxi was the first to come to her senses and handed over the chain beside her.
Then, watching his sister, who was beaming with pride after winning the fight against the dog, she put a collar on the embarrassed dog.
With a click, the outcome was decided.
It startled everyone awake!
Good heavens, she actually caught her!
[Excellent! My sister dug a tunnel and left a backup plan; her action, strategy, and skills are all top-notch!]
【Why are there suddenly so many people in the live stream?!】
The director rushed over to take a look, and what he saw almost made him faint with excitement!
Without anyone noticing, the live stream viewership has surpassed 10 million!
And all those millions of viewers were on edge watching a little girl catch a dog!
Seriously, director, please give this girl a shout-out!
The director really wanted to kneel down and beg Tu Yao's name...
That night, Langya lay at the gate, his eyes darting around as he watched Tu Yao walk back and forth.
He shook his head, and the chains on his head rattled.
A good hunting dog has a certain ability to escape, let alone a highly trained and excellent hunting dog.
Wolf Fang saw an opportunity and was about to break free when suddenly, a fragrance wafted to his nose!
He opened his mouth, and saliva gushed out.
Tu Yao was a little disgusted, but since the dog was already her watchdog, she still handed it the bowl over.
"Bone rice, eat your fill and then watch the gate properly, you hear me!"
Wolf Fang slurped his saliva and immediately buried his head in the bowl.
A small red line was visible, faintly hidden in the fur.
A brocade pouch hangs from the red thread, its contents neatly arranged within it.
Tu Yao was a little curious and reached out to touch it.
The wolfhound immediately raised its head and stared intently at her.
Tu Yao quickly withdrew her movement and shouted, "I didn't mean to take your things! I'm not going to eat yours!"
But the wolfhound suddenly seemed to remember something, nudged her with its head in a fawning manner, then tilted its head back and stuffed the brocade pouch into her hand.
Tu Yao pushed the dog away repeatedly and said seriously, "No, no, you mustn't."
She's a person with principles, okay?
How could I possibly accept something from a dog?
The wolfhound was clearly disappointed. After a moment of silence, it lowered its head and continued licking the bowl.
Tu Yao was too lazy to guess what a dog was thinking.
I glanced at it again before going to bed, and they had already finished eating; the bowl was licked clean.
Now he squats imposingly at the doorway, like a guarding soldier.
"...They're quite obedient."
...
Late at night, Xu Chi glanced at the time and softly called out, "Wolf Fang?"
There was no sound from outside the door.
The next morning, he suppressed his cough and endured the discomfort in his chest, put on a coat, went out, and went straight down the mountain.
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