The System Mistook Me for a Cat

Chapter 55

[Move to this height.]

[Move left to this mark.]

[Place it on the desk.]

[Give a greeting.]

At the front desk of Jiao Mountain Orthopedic Rehabilitation Center, the receptionist looked at Lian Tong and greeted him: "Secretary Lian?"

Lian Tong looked back at her, opened his mouth, and said: "Good evening."

Receptionist: "..." Not good at all.

Working the night shift and suddenly seeing the executive department head and boss's personal secretary appear was quite startling, wasn't it?

Moreover, this secretary had his coat open, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, looking somewhat disheveled, carrying—no, more like "lugging"—after all, the cleaning robot did look very heavy.

The receptionist watched as the cleaning robot climbed up two steps using the accessibility ramp outside the door, with Secretary Lian following behind, making its way to the front desk area, where the cleaning robot then made a turn.

The small cat projection on top also turned halfway, lifted its head, and suddenly let out a "meow."

Then, a series of "commands" appeared next to the projection.

Secretary Lian hurriedly lifted the cleaning robot onto the counter, and then... gave his greeting.

Receptionist: This scene gave her the strange impression that Secretary Lian was actually being controlled by a small cat.

Of course, she realized that the commands must be coming from that mysterious "boss."

After all, with the change in major shareholders, everyone in the hospital had discussed that boss in private.

A private hospital was more like a company wearing a hospital's shell—they were concerned about the hospital's future development, but fortunately, the new boss had only kicked out a few greedy rats from the hospital, without implementing any drastic reforms, and had even increased basic benefits.

It was just that this hobby of tinkering with surveillance was a bit strange.

The projected cat softly "meowed" once, and the receptionist snapped back to attention, hurriedly putting on a smile for the little cat:

It seemed like the boss was just controlling the cleaning robot to wander around the hospital, but in essence, this was an inspection, just without the person being physically present.

But she couldn't exactly call a cat "boss," could she? Something felt off about that, it seemed ridiculous. Then, should she call it "Kitty"? Would that seem disrespectful? In the end, the receptionist could only maintain her professional smile.

The light screen representing "commands" changed again, displaying a line of text:

[Happy New Year!]

The little cat tilted its head.

The receptionist started: "Ah, Happy New Year to you too!"

Even knowing it was just a festive greeting, seeing it still made her feel better... showing that the boss wasn't so inhuman after all.

Lian Tong looked at the notification on his phone: "All staff working during the New Year will receive an additional 50% holiday pay. The boss hopes everyone can have a happy New Year."

Receptionist: How could anyone call the boss a monster? They're clearly a good person!

She smiled as she watched the cleaning robot carrying the little cat leave, thinking that its round silhouette and bobbing little ears looked particularly adorable.

The projection technology was really impressive; the projected cat was especially lifelike, its eyes so realistic that the receptionist almost thought it was a real cat. But the non-existent fur color and semi-transparent quality reminded her that this was just a projection.

Chu Tingwu had toured most of the hospital before finally arriving at the Orthopedic Rehabilitation Center.

The Jiao Mountain Hospital's Orthopedic Rehabilitation Center once had the best orthopedic doctors, which was why this hospital became an orthopedic hospital. But after that doctor passed away, their students were either poached by other hospitals or only excelled in theoretical re

Gliding, turning, jumping, stopping - no matter how many directions and categories you break it down into, skateboarding essentially consists of these four movements. Chu Tingwu tried connecting various moves together, making the transitions smoother, letting the skateboard become almost an extension of her legs, like shoes—

Her feet touched the ground, her steps had varying weights, producing different sounds.

Standing on the skateboard, as her center of gravity shifted and movements changed, the wheels collided with the floor, making sounds both different and similar, but the distinctions began forming a song of her own creation in Chu Tingwu's mind.

Bang, bang-bang, bang...

She stopped the board upright, removed her blindfold, and wiped the light sweat from her forehead.

"Skateboarding... is really fun," Chu Tingwu thought, "just that the venue is a bit small."

She guessed her lv2 hearing skill had improved another segment, knowing without looking that her experience points had increased. She could feel her skin slightly warming up, and an urge to keep skating lingered in her heart.

In reality, Chu Tingwu also experienced this impulse during parkour. The first time she performed parkour, the first time she leaped to heights that untrained individuals couldn't reach, she felt an urge to keep going, to keep moving forward... to run endlessly.

But back then, she chose to suppress it.

Later, Chu Tingwu came to understand that this impulse was called "I like it."

She stepped onto her board, and just as the receptionist was leading a new guest in, she caught a glimpse of this "newbie," who seemed to be nearing her time limit. Should she renew her session?

The receptionist waved at Chu Tingwu, only to see the young girl turn her head to call out to her cat, put on a black blindfold, and give her a smile.

Then, the girl glided past her on her skateboard, executing a perfect ollie and a 180-degree kickflip as she exited the door—jumping and effortlessly changing her direction.

Receptionist: "……?!”

The guest was still a bit bewildered, instinctively turning to look as well. Upon realizing that Chu Tingwu never dismounted her board, gliding out the door so naturally and even using her skateboard to descend the steps, the two exchanged a glance: "Does her blindfold... let light through?"

But even if it did, wearing a black blindfold couldn't possibly allow her to skate normally, right?

The guest was merely surprised, while the receptionist was completely baffled: She still remembered how clumsy Chu Tingwu was when she first arrived... Wait, was she really that clumsy? This young girl, although she did bump into things while skating, it seemed she never actually fell off her board from start to finish?

She must be an old hand, just here to practice blindfolded skating!

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Although she could already accelerate, Chu Tingwu didn't skate too fast. Upon reaching a place with traffic, she removed her blindfold.

Three-Five-Five also crouched by her feet, waiting for the traffic light with her.

However, after the green light, Chu Tingwu still didn't move. She looked at a nearby building, and a seasoned parkour enthusiast's mind had already started simulating how to parkour her way home—

"Three-Five-Five," Chu Tingwu tapped her board, "Want to come up?"

The tortoiseshell cat leaped onto the skateboard, causing it to sink slightly.

Chu Tingwu skated across the road with the cat, and when she looked down, she saw that Three-Five-Five's eyes were also sparkling: the cat found it amusing too.

Cat paws couldn't perform the ollie, but Chu Tingwu could let Three-Five-Five crouch on the board while she jumped—just like adding weight.

But as soon as she jumped, she immediately sensed something was off. Three-Five-Five let out a surprised and short "meow," the sudden feeling of weightlessness making the cat tense.

Chu Tingwu felt her balance disrupted for the first time. Although she successfully landed on the board, the sound was like suddenly sawing a piece of wood while playing the violin.

She almost stumbled and fell for the first time—

In that split second of leaning backward, she grabbed the railing beside her, and the skateboard beneath her flipped 180 degrees, while her own direction remained unchanged, stabilizing herself once more.

Three-Five-Five, who had spun half a circle along with the board: "!?"

Her front paws were on the board, while her hind paws cautiously touched the ground. She looked up at her kitten, solemnly "meowing" once.

The cat didn't find it fun anymore; it wasn't safe. No good.

Chu Tingwu: "……"

She raised a finger and negotiated with her tortoiseshell mom: "Can we try again?"

This time, she would definitely be careful!

Three-Five-Five narrowed her eyes.

Across the street, Cheng Luwei's assistant had just bought lunch for his artist boss and was about to get into the car when he noticed a familiar figure... and a cat.

Was Little Chu Teacher and Three-Five-Five out for a playdate?

He saw Chu Tingwu standing on her skateboard, whispering something to Three-Five-Five, then, with a look of regret, Chu Tingwu folded up her skateboard, as if planning to walk back.

Assistant: Should I go say hello?

Seeing them, it would be rude not to acknowledge them.

Just as he was about to approach, he saw Chu Tingwu take a couple of steps forward, drop her board, and swiftly remount it, then began to glide forward.

Behind her, Three-Five-Five's ears perked up, letting out a "meow!" as she started to chase after her with all four legs.

Chu Tingwu extended her arms, then waved them as if to maintain balance or just for fun. She ollied over obstacles, the skateboard feeling like the most suitable tool for getting around, and obviously faster than walking on foot.

Assistant: "……So Little Chu Teacher has also learned to skateboard?"

Why haven't I heard about this before.

He saw that when performing daring moves, Chu Tingwu even instinctively let out a "woohoo."

Seeing this scene, the assistant couldn't help but smile: After all, Little Chu Teacher is still a lively kid.

System: "……"

The child has started to be mischievous.

Oh my! The child has started to be mischievous!

So touching! How difficult it is to raise a well-behaved child to be mischievous!

The system wiped away its cyber tears, quickly adjusting the surrounding cameras to record and document the scene, and even summoned a drone from Teacher Zhang's place, attempting to capture Chu Tingwu's "mischievous" moments from all angles.

Just storing the footage wasn't enough; it scoured the internet, quickly landing on a familiar website—

【Parent-Child Moments - Family Support Forum】

[New Post][Ahhh My Child Has Started to Disobey Mom! (New)]

[My little one is sixteen years old now, and she says she's grown another year, but she's still just a kid! Today was the first time she disobeyed, and we were all surprised!]

—This kind of thing is quite common (patting shoulder) otherwise, how could our forum exist... Wait! Isn't this ID! Aren't you the one who said you were going to buy an island for your daughter before?

[Yes, yes, but the island hasn't been bought yet, just took her to visit the hospital I'm giving her, and she said she liked it! (Happy)]

—So even a rich daughter-obsessed parent can have a rebellious daughter, suddenly feeling a lot calmer. Anyway, since you're so wealthy, you don't need any comfort, right? Rich kids are more prone to rebellion, aren't they?

[So that's it!]

Aliali: 674ba5cbc4f3f33ac4a52bcf

[But I don't think my little one is rebellious!]

—Then what's the purpose of your post, not for help?

[No.]

—?

[The child was always exceptionally well-behaved before, although not very sociable with strangers, she was too obedient at home! I've read parenting books, which say this is suppressing her instincts, which is unreasonable! This time, she was mischievous for the first time, secretly rebelling against mom's requests, being naughty and having her own little temper—]

[So cute... So moving... I want to post this to record it!]

—?

—???

Who's really the parent in your family!

No matter how you look at it, this well-behaved daughter of yours is much more reliable than you parents!