Immortal Voices

Three days later, Lu Maohuang meowed anxiously with his people.

Say okay, how about you today?

What about that garbage ball, don't fumble.

The director of the crew stood behind the camera and looked at his carefully trained film emperor. He stood honestly under the throne, and the civil and military officials in the group performed two lines side by side, looking at the dragon chair above. With deep curiosity deep in his eyes, he couldn't help pulling his lips.

As soon as they thought of the protagonist sitting on the dragon chair, the director felt that Meng was heartbroken and he couldn't bear to look straight.

With the passage of time, when the crew's hearts were faint and somewhat agitated, a delicate cat barked.

Obviously a small voice, but it was miraculously heard by everyone.

The director's eyes flickered when he heard the voice.

He threw the script aside, and hurried toward the door.

Curiosity flickered in the eyes of the mature and handsome film director, and the charming and charming shadow whispered quietly: "Who would you say would make this hot dragon anxiously greet?"

The Emperor had a decent smile on his face, his lips moved slightly, and he whispered, "Maybe his wife."

After the movie, she blinked playfully and said, "I think it might be his daughter. I heard a cat cry, maybe it's his daughter's pet."

The film emperor thought for a while and said, "Maybe his little lover."

They were happy to guess here, but they didn't know that the director was thinking of the cat owner.

Standing outside the film and television base, Rong Xian squatted at her feet with a delicate and cute cat pretending to be proud.

When the director came out, the stars who knew him were all surprised.

I did not expect that the director would show up in person to see such a girl like a college student. What is the identity of this girl?

Some people can't help but start taking photos, maybe this girl is hot, this is all valuable news.

Rong Xian's eyes flickered. The magnetic field around those who took pictures fluctuated slightly. The pictures taken were all blurred, not even men or women.

"You're here." The director didn't notice these things. He stared at the well-behaved cat on the ground with a perfunctory reverence to Rong Xian.

Rong Xian doesn't care about his attitude. Some people like her, some people hate her, some people can't wait to put her behind, these don't matter to Rong Xian.

She was standing in place, not far or close, not close.

She smiled with a smile: "Your Majesty has arrived. I wonder how Mr. President will prepare for the ceremony."

The director immediately said, "Your Majesty's ascension ceremony is ready, and you can stand on the throne."

Then he seemed to be magic, and he took a small crown out of his pocket.

He squatted gently on the ground, and looked like he was wearing the crown on the cat's head, just like the yellow hair on the top of his head.

That exact size made Rong Xian's look subtle.

But the emperor cat wearing the crown didn't think so much. Its small head had been destined to have a small brain capacity and couldn't think so much.

Lu Maohuang stretched out her small paw and touched the crown with some weight, and she was almost excited.

That feeling is like the feeling of over-electricity when someone touched its tail.

But its idol bag wearing a crown is even heavier.

Although the tail had shaken happily, the cat's face pretended to be calm, as if it was just a very ordinary thing.

Lu Cat Emperor: Hold on, don't let humans see that I am happy.

The director's eyes have been seen from Lu Maohuang, with a smile on his eyes, it seems that Her Majesty really likes the gift he gave.

Rong Xian coughed, this garbage cat didn't know a little bit of restraint, and it wasn't a dog, its tail was so happy.

Rong Xian cleared her throat and reminded: "Your Majesty, you should get to the throne."

Lu Maohuang woke up instantly, yes, the ceremony was the most important.

It meowed at the director, who immediately looked at Rong Xian.

Rong Xian dutifully translated: "Your Majesty said, the way ahead."

The director was immediately happy to lead the way, and Lu Maohuang followed him behind him.

The little short legs walked calmly, and there was a rare solemnity in the contrast Moe.

Rong Xian inserted his hands into the pockets of the track pants, followed them unhurriedly, and wondered in his heart: The Meow Stars also worked hard to conquer humans.

After entering the crew, the director could not help but immediately ran to the camera and shouted to get all departments ready.

Everyone couldn't help but cast a faint glance at Rong Xian and the cat.

Perceived these sights, the emperor cat raised her chin higher, and her small head could be lifted to the sky.

Rong Xian rolled her eyes under the eyelids and hid in the corner. The presence was infinitely reduced, just like the person without her.

The eyes of the crowd gradually closed, and most of them were put on the cat.

Because this cat is so beautiful. Not only is it beautiful, but the movements and expressions are very humane, which is really rare.

With the order of the director, the filming started.

The **** general manager stood in the temple with the imperial edict, and the civil and military courtiers stood on both sides, looking respectful and good.

The director carefully held the content of the imperial edict, until the last sentence: "... to order the new emperor to succeed, that's why."

The voice fell, the director closed the decree, and suddenly turned to kneel towards the dragon chair above: "Long live my lord, live long live."

Minister Wenwu followed him on his knees and shouted in unison: "Long live my emperor, live long live."

After the dragon chair, the young queen queen listening to the curtain sighed and retreated behind the scenes as a loser.

Then, a group of little eunuchs stepped neatly towards the dragon chair.

The crowd opened their ears to hear, but did not hear the footsteps of the new emperor.

Ministers: "..."

As the eunuchs stood on both sides of the dragon chair, they held their breaths and heard His Majesty's voice-"Meow!"

The ministers were all stunned, and had just stood half rigid and froze.

What ’s going on, ‘meow’, and ‘flat body’?

Did you show me this if you took off your pants?

It's not--

They couldn't help looking up at the dragon chair, their faces twitched.

I saw a little cat with a crown and squatting on a dragon chair in a golden embroidered dragon cloak.

Seeing the eyes of the crowd, Lu Maohuang excitedly lengthened the tone and said, "Meow!"

This tune is exactly the same as His Majesty the Emperor's Majesty and Nobleness calling the ministers flat.

Everyone: "..."

The chief **** gave a cough and stepped forward: "If there is something going on, there will be no retreat."

The voice fell, and the director immediately shouted excitedly: "Over."

Lu Cat Emperor: Wait, what about Luan's playbook? What about the sorrowful dynasty? What about your courtier?