Host, You're Targeted

The little black cat huddled up in the incubator and fell asleep quietly.

"It has some injuries on its tail, stomach and ears. It was bandaged in time when it was sent here today. It needs to be observed for a few more days."

The staff of the veterinary center took Yan Xiunian to see the little black cat he wanted to adopt and briefly introduced the cat's current situation to Yan Xiunian.

Yan Xiunian stood outside the transparent incubator with his pocket in his pocket and looked at the little black cat. He noticed that the cat was not pure black. There was a small circle of white hair on his tail and a handful of white cats on his right buttock.

When Yan Xiunian and the film crew went to collect materials today, they did not look at it carefully, but just glanced at it.

"Let's go out first. Don't disturb them." The staff took Yan Xiunian out. "If you want to adopt this cat, you need to wait until its wound is healed. Then we will observe it for another month and vaccinate it with some necessary vaccines."

Yan Xiunian nodded and agreed to leave without saying anything.

Every day since then, Yan went to the veterinary center to see the cat.

There was no other reason, because Max said that the cat decided whether he could meet the target.

After all, the target of the system broadcast is a mysterious human.

This mysterious human, it's very fascinating.

Although it was definitely human, Yan Xiunian always felt that things would not be so simple.

A week later, the little black cat's injury was cured, and Yan Xiunian completed the procedures for the adoption of the little black cat.

But because the vaccine or something has not been vaccinated, Yan Xiunian will take another month to bring the little black cat home.

"Give it a name!" The staff pointed the tip of the black cat's nose and said to Yan Xiunian.

Yan Xiunian glanced at the calendar hanging on the wall beside him and found that the number with today's date was marked with the lunar date, which happened to be the ninth day of the lunar calendar.

"It's called the ninth day of junior high school. It's nine in eight nine."

Yan Xiunian was very casual when he spoke, and his voice did not have any emotional fluctuations. It was hard to tell whether there was any deep meaning in his name.

Fortunately, the staff were not the eight old women. They wrote down the word "ninth day of the ninth month" on the adoption list and handed it to Yan Xiunian.

Yan Xiunian folded up the adoption form and put it in the pocket near the chest inside the coat.

Little black cat's eyes are very special dark brown, it looks a bit human.

Yan Xiunian stretched out his finger and gently touched the tip of the little black cat's nose and called it a voice: "the ninth day of junior high school."

It's from this moment that things change.

At this time, a man sitting in a nanny car that happened to drive from the veterinary center felt his heart tremble. He instinctively arched and covered his chest.

The assistant sitting next to him thought something was wrong with him. He nervously held him and asked, "ahui, what's wrong with him?"

The man covered his heart and blinked his eyes. Just now, it seemed that the numbness of electric current passing through the heart disappeared.

"It's OK. I guess I didn't have a good rest."

Cheng Hui leaned back on the back of his chair, his face full of fatigue.

The assistant looked at his artist with heartache, and could not make any other sound except sigh.

"I'm going back to school from next week." Cheng leaned back on the back of his chair to have a rest, and reminded the assistant, "remember to ask the agent to switch the schedule and my class for me."

The assistant agreed to get down, and the nanny car kept driving until Cheng came home. Cheng Hui was so tired that he fell asleep on the chair as soon as he entered the door.

That night, Cheng Hui dreamed that he had become a cat.