MTL - After Resurrecting, I Opened a Cat Cafe-Chapter 61 Cat under the silk scarf

The T-shirts are the most in stock among the three peripherals, because both Pei Shiyi and Wu Zhong think that T-shirts are the most acceptable style. The colors and prints are not exaggerated, and it is a style that both boys and girls can touch.

The number of shirts is the least, followed by silk scarves.

Especially silk scarves, because of the high cost, so the inventory is the least. After all, as a small accessory, the price is not much worse than T-shirts, which may make fans feel expensive.

However, what the cats didn't expect was that the silk scarves were the first to be sold out. The stock was small, and there seemed to be a lot of people who placed orders. All of them were emptied within five minutes.

As the manager of the store, Egg Yolk was worried about the sales volume. He had been worrying about the sales volume since it was put on the shelves. He stretched his head to look at the screen: "Both silk scarves are sold out? So fast?"

The copper coins were very confused: "Why? It's just such a small piece of cloth, and it sells for as much as clothes."

Pei Shiyi leaned on the back of his chair, not surprised by the sales volume: "Girls can't resist such overly beautiful accessories. If a boy gives his girlfriend a gift, a silk scarf or something is better than those who claim to be moved to tears." There's too much style in the stuff."

What's more, silk scarves have many uses. They can be used as headbands, decorate bags, and match with clothes to give a new look to previous outfits. For girls entering the workplace, they are very practical decorations.

Pei Shiyi would occasionally see girls who came to Maoca wearing these silk scarves. In autumn, these silk scarves would be even more useful.

Director Bo had already scooped up a spoonful of pomegranate and was about to deliver it to Pei Shiyi. Hearing this, the spoon in his hand bent and returned to the bowl in front of him.

Pei Shiyi reached out to take the empty hand, a little inexplicably: "Isn't it for me to eat?"

Bo Jin said: "Boss Pei knows girls very well, the little girl probably ate a lot of pomegranates peeled, and I don't need a mouthful."

Cats: Huh—

Miss Petunia raised her big tail and covered the cat's head: "Not suitable for children, go to bed."

So Miss Petunia took the lead, and after the copper coins were broken, she walked away step by step, and the egg yolks came over and closed the bedroom door, very considerate and in place.

Pei Shiyi exerted a little force on his feet, and the chair slid in front of Bo Jin. He leaned over and sniffed it, and said with a low laugh, "Ju Bo, is Zhang Wei's side job selling vinegar? Why are you so sour?"

Bo Jin shook his head: "That's not true."

Before Pei Shiyi could speak, Bo Jin said again: "So do you want to eat something sour, Boss Pei?"

Pei Shiyi licked the tip of his teeth: "Well... you can try."

…

The surrounding area was completely sold out on the same day, and even the T-shirts with the largest stock were not left, and the smallest S size was snatched up by many girls. Customers who didn't buy anything had to come to Maocai to experience the addiction of eyes and hands, but the more they touch and look, the more they want it.

The boss may be trying to **** them off, knowing that many people can't grab it, but the cats are still wearing peripheral clothes these days!

A customer sat down at an empty table when he found a silk scarf with a photo of Miss Petunia covered in the cat nest beside the table.

customer:"!!"

Isn't this the silk scarf I wanted to buy for my girlfriend but didn't have it? ! The boss actually still has stock and hasn't sent it yet!

He stretched out his hand cautiously, picked up a corner of the silk scarf, fully felt the silky texture of the silk scarf, and suddenly found that there was a smoke color under the silk scarf.

The customer held his breath, lifted the silk scarf, and there was a cat underneath!

A smoky, long-haired Maine Coon cat is curled up in its nest, with another cat sleeping in its lap. Sensing the increased light, Maine opened her copper-colored eyes, as if she hadn't woken up yet, her pupils were half-closed, with lazy eyes.

There are two tufts of fine hair on the tips of his ears, like a mighty little lion, but he seems to have a good temper, even if his sleep is disturbed, his eyes are gentle and calm.

The cat in Maine's arms is a long-haired cat covered with dark clouds and snow. It is much smaller than Maine, but its facial features are very clear. With its head resting on Maine's body, it looks at customers with sleepy eyes.

Wuyun Gaixue's cat stretched his waist, raised his head and called out: "Meow?"

Does the guest need help?

Unexpectedly, the customer who disturbed the little cutie's sleep: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You guys sleep well, I won't disturb you."

I don't know why, every time I can't help but say a few more words to the cat holding the cicada, it feels like they understand it.

Before putting on the silk scarf, the customer couldn't help but seize the time to take several photos and send them to his girlfriend.

A black and white cat's head popped out from under the silk scarf, followed by a Maine Coon cat's head from under the silk scarf.

Qingming rubbed against the stung: "Meow." Enough sleep, let's go to work.

Jing Zhe licked the tips of his ears: "Meow."

OK

…

The surrounding areas of Maoca were being delivered one after another, and Zhou Yi was the first among the sisters to receive the package.

"It's clear that the time difference between the photos was less than five minutes. Why did yours arrive and mine is still on its way? What did you arrive this time?"

The roommate who bought the surrounding area with her bit the handkerchief enviously.

Zhou Yi smiled and said: "It's a shirt, it can be worn by both men and women, and the BF style is also quite good."

The roommate sighed: "I hesitated for a while, afraid that the size would be too big, and there was no time to recover." Zhou Yi is tall, 1.75 meters, and bought a size L, which can be matched with a set of underwear when the weather is hot The missing match.

The two went to the express locker outside the school. The express locker of their school was originally outside the campus, but it was later moved to the commercial street of the college.

As the two walked, the roommate said, "Speaking of which, is there a variety show being filmed here recently? It seems that Wei Lan will participate, should we go and see it? I heard from the freshmen that I saw Wei Lan and the others in the mall this morning. Don't you really like Wei Lan? How about we drop by and have a look?"

Zhou Yidao: "I know. I went to see it this morning. There were so many people that it exploded! I couldn't squeeze in at all, and my phone almost dropped. Although I'm chasing stars, I'm chasing stars rationally!"

Roommate: "Maybe we can meet on the road."

Zhou Yi: "Hahaha, how can I have such good luck."

The two went to the courier cabinet to get the courier, and Zhou Yi knew it as soon as he pinched it: "It really is a shirt! My shirt has arrived! I forgot to bring scissors out..."

She said a few words by herself, but her roommate kept silent. Zhou Yi asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

The roommate suddenly grabbed her by the shoulder and shook her violently, but without saying a word, she just pointed in another direction.

Zhou Yi followed her gaze, grabbed the bag and screamed, "Ahhh—"

It's Wei Lan! It's Wei Lan!

In the eyes of the two, a tall and thin young man ran straight to them: "Hi, hello."

The young man was thinner than on the camera, with a handsome face and sweat on his forehead. He was panting when he ran over.

Zhou Yi was completely speechless and could only stare blankly at the young man in front of him.

Wei Lan took a breath: "Excuse me, are you students of Wenzhou University?"

Zhou Yi: "..."

The roommate poked her: "Yes, yes, we are."

Zhou Yi continued to empty his soul, until Wei Lan finished asking the question and was about to do the task, Zhou Yi rushed over as if awakened from a dream: "Wei Lan!"

Wei Lan:! !

However, the girl in the red dress just stopped at an arm's distance away from her restrainedly.

Wei Lang was in a bit of a dilemma. If he didn't have time to complete the task, he would definitely be harassed by the program crew, and he might have to eat some bad food again: "Excuse me..."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, wanted to give Wei Lang something, and in desperation directly sent out the bag in his hand: "I'm your fan, can, can I accept this thing?"

Wei Lan looked at the bag in front of him. Although it was not good to accept things from fans, he was in a hurry, and he seemed to have seen the delivery slip on it, so he simply accepted it first, and bowed to Zhou Yi: "Thank you I like it, then I will go there first!"

Zhou Yi looked at his back and shouted loudly: "Come on, baby! Mom loves you!"

Wei Lan hugged the bag and almost fell to the ground.

…

When he returned to his hotel room after a day of recording, his assistant brought him dinner. The bag I got from fans during the day is placed by the bedside.

Wei Lan nestled on the sofa wearily: "Thank you, put it aside, I'll go over to eat later."

The assistant said: "Do you want me to check the things sent by this fan?"

He looked at Wei Lan's pale face, and sighed, "Brother Lan, you should also pay attention to rest, don't work so hard."

Wei Lan is an artist whose assistant has been with him for three years. The singer who debuted in the talent show three years ago, in order to maintain popularity, in addition to releasing new songs, he will also participate in some variety shows. In a few years, the newcomer who was fledgling and might be abandoned by the company at any time has become the first brother in the company.

Wei Lan thought about it: Oh yes, there are also gifts from fans today.

"Give it to me. If it wasn't for the coincidence of recording the show, I was in a hurry to complete the task, and I don't want to accept gifts from fans. I don't know what it is..."

He took the bag and took a closer look, and there was indeed a courier note on it.

Wei Lan sighed: It is estimated that the girl happened to meet me on the way back from getting the courier. She really had nothing to give, so she just gave him the courier she brought.

Wei Lan sighed a long time: "I hope it's not something strange." He has been an artist for three years, and he really received a lot of inexplicable things.

As he spoke, he opened the bag and took out a white shirt from inside.

clothing?

Wei Lan shook off his shirt: "There is a cat behind. This one looks good."

Casual style white shirt with slumped shoulders. There is a gold gradient pattern on the back of the shirt. The row of buttons is also printed with a reduced version of the gold gradient. The buttons are all black, with a bit of playful formality.

The style of the shirt is basic, but the gold gradient on the print is very cute, with green eyes and circles of small flowers around it, it's almost like a baby.

Wei Lan simply changed into his clothes, and the assistant said pleasantly, "It's so pretty!"

The white-bottomed shirt made people elegant and delicate, Wei Lan looked at himself in the mirror, feeling a little dazed for a moment. He remembered the first time he came on stage, he seemed to be wearing such a shirt, but it was far from the texture of the one on his body, it was just an ordinary shirt.

Wei Lan couldn't help smiling: "I think it's pretty too. Look at this cat, it's golden, it's very cute."

"After recording the day after tomorrow, I can go back wearing new clothes," Wei Lan said with a smile, "After all, it was given to me by someone who likes me."

The assistant thought he was joking, but on the day the recording of the show ended, Wei Lan actually put on his shirt after taking a shower, and got in the nanny car to the airport.

As soon as Wei Lan got off the plane, the assistant rushed over: "There are fans waiting outside to pick you up, brother Lan, prepare yourself!"

Wei Lan hurriedly tidied up his clothes, walked out of the aisle, and soon appeared in the eyes of fans. The clear young man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, clean and gentle, just like the draft boy who made fans fall in love with him at first sight.

Fan: Instantly regained the feeling of first love, fainted in place!

The sisters in charge of picking up the airport pressed the shutter, and after a certain modification, this photo of Reuters will soon appear on Chaohua Post Bar...where all fans will see it.

Together with this "star same style" shirt.