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Chapter 729 05. The Handsome Musu

The idea of ​​practicing autographs fell through, Mu Su shrugged helplessly, picked up the milk and drank it all in one gulp: "Just order whatever you want, I'll treat you."

"No, I can pay for it myself." Paul——that's what was written on the business card, reluctantly twitched his mouth and answered.

Originally came out to indulge, but was pulled over to talk about work, and there was only a thousand dollars, he felt that he was already very friendly, really.

"Whatever you want." Mu Su licked the milk stains around his lips. "I'm going to the bathroom."

Then he never came back.

Half an hour later, when Paul left slightly drunk, he was stopped by security guards. He hadn't paid... Musu's portion.

Early the next morning, Musu, who hid in the dark alley by the street and slept with the stray cats all night, stretched out of the alley, regardless of the busy traffic and the surprised gazes of passers-by, and rubbed his eyes against the rising sun.

Probably an emotional problem. From last night to now, Musu feels inexplicably comfortable. If he insists on describing his state of mind, it is roughly between the normal mode and the sage mode.

"Meow~"

A gray-spotted wild cat raised its head and called, and sat down at Musu's feet.

"Go, go to the bank to get the money."

Mu Su took off the newspaper sticking to his chest, unfolded it with a clatter, folded it, and left with the wild cat that had slept in his arms all night.

On a bright morning, the breeze blew, and the shade of the trees swayed.

Standing under a tree, Mu Su took out the business card from his pocket and looked at it.

Santa Monica Blvd - Bank of Atlanta, that's it.

There was still some time before the hotel, Mu Su sat down on the seat by the stairs, unfolded the newspaper layer by layer, held it in front of him to read, and helped the gray cat block the light by the way.

Da da da--

The high heels made a crisp sound, the newspaper moved down, and Mu Su's face poked out from the newspaper, following a beautiful girl in a short skirt with her eyes.

It was working hours, and there were many people on the street.

After being looked at with disgust by passers-by several times, Mu Su changed his approach.

tear-

The newspaper was torn out with two symmetrical round holes, and two eyeballs appeared behind the newspaper, spying on passers-by.

The funny behavior lasted for ten minutes.

"Mu...uh..."

Someone was talking next to him, Mu Su looked up at him, and reminded, "Mu Su."

"Oh, Mr. Musu, come in with me." Paul nodded to write it down, turned to leave, and then paused and turned back when he thought of something: "Also, your newspaper is from a week ago."

Mu Su slowly folded up the newspaper, put it in his pocket, and picked up the gray cat beside him: "Do you know what happened a week ago?"

Paul shook his head in doubt. Could it be that there was some big news that he didn't know about that day?
"I do not know either."

"Okay..." Paul understood what he meant, and walked ahead to lead the way.

After stepping on more than a dozen broad steps, Paul pushed the door and entered, but Mu Su was stopped by the guard.

"Sir, pets cannot be brought into the bank." The strong dark chocolate reached out to stop Musu.

Mu Su nodded to show that he understood, then lowered his head and said to the wild cat: "You wait here, I will go in and do business."

"Meow~ha~" the gray cat raised its head and yawned with its mouth wide open.

Push the door and enter the bank lobby, and the cool air conditioner dispels the restlessness brought by the sun.

On the right side of the bank, Paul is already waiting for him at the door of the reception room.

Entering the reception room, Paul turned around to fetch water from a paper cup, and asked him without looking back, "What would you like to drink?"

"The most expensive."

"...I paid your money yesterday." Paul took a glass of water and put it in front of Musu's table, and sat down opposite.

Mu Su withdrew his gaze from looking around, and replied confidently: "I said I would treat guests, but then you said you paid for it."

"What I mean is...forget it. Let's talk about what's going on now." Paul gave up talking about what happened last night, and started chatting with Musu.

The main issues were discussed yesterday, and all that needs to be done today is to remind Musu of the repayment time and sign.

After skimming through the contract, Mu Su casually signed his name.

While handing over the contract, Paul wrote the check and pushed it in front of Musu.

He can already take the check to the counter to withdraw money.

Paul put the contract back in his briefcase, and said to Musu who pushed the door away, "I wish you success."

Of course he is a good man, because no bank clerk would dare to lend money to someone like Musu who has no proper job and only dreams of becoming a big Hollywood star.Even if it's only a thousand dollars.

Mu Su didn't turn his head and waved his hands, as the frosted door of the reception room closed, it turned into a dim yellow

I hope he can really pursue his dream...

Paul laughed at himself, lowered his head and got busy with his own affairs.

A few minutes later, Musu who exchanged ten Franklins came out from the side door of the bank.

"Let's go." He called to the gray cat waiting at the doorman's feet.

"Meow~" The gray cat stretched its body and called out lazily, as if asking where it was going.

"Find a hotel, take a shower, have a meal, and wait for the filming to start."

……

When Musu was living a decent life with one thousand dollars, the five players were spread out on the sofa, sighing.

The cupboards are empty, the fridge is empty, the wallet is empty...

Now we can only hope that the new movie will start shooting tomorrow.

So a week passed.

Players actually had nothing to do for seven full days—that is, a real day.

Fortunately, switching out of the game will not be judged as lazy, and it does not affect the normal work and rest of the player during the day.

The night of the eighth day, early morning.

The players who had a hunch returned to the game and waited collectively.Finally, at the moment when 0 o'clock came, the players' eyes went dark at the same time, and they lost consciousness.

……

"Naomi, do you want to go to pachinko after school? I got some pocket money..."

"Qingta, haven't you given up yet? Give up, guys like us who are spurned by the goddess of fate are not qualified to return with full rewards..."

The clear conversation is in the ears, but the sight has not yet been restored. The players have heard the noisy voices around them and the hustle and bustle from outside the window.

The unique smell of books is in the air.

"Are you a student..." "Nine out of ten are in high school in Japan."

Mu Su pushed the non-existent glasses on the bridge of his nose, and analyzed meaninglessly.

His sight had recovered before he could speak.

Musu was sitting in the second-to-last row by the window in the classroom, and the girl in a sailor skirt and the boy in a suit chatted together in twos and threes, and it was recess time.

Mu Su looked around and saw five other players.After thinking for a while, he patted the shoulder of the girl in front of him, and asked the classmate with cute tiger teeth: "Have you heard any campus strange stories, urban strange stories, supernatural events or something?"

The girl's cheeks blushed inexplicably, and she looked at Mu Su without blinking and replied, "Okay...it seems to be there. I heard that there is a haunted house in the suburbs, and everyone who entered it died..."

Musu's stomach felt hot: "What's the name of the owner of the haunted house?"

"I know~" A yellow-haired boy approached him familiarly, showing an exaggerated and obscene smile. "Looks like a surname... Saeki, right? Saeki Kaya?"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha--"

In the astonished gazes of the crowd, Mu Su raised his head and went out laughing loudly.

In the old lover's territory, be careful!
(End of this chapter)