Tong Zhao's post in Nine Heavens can be said to have stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and suddenly pushed the discussion of "Star Change" in Nine Heavens to the peak.

At the same time, the book "Star Change" ranked first in the list of Mengyao Chinese Network and was far ahead, which is the charm of Xiaobaiwen.

A trail opened up in this era when online novels are full of literary and youthful styles.

When I coded words, I looked at the page of my novel, and clicked on the collection recommendation and book review area, and the activity and reward were far more than the books of the same period.

This is the forced grid, the forced grid that is too high to work.

But Tong Zhao didn't have time to enjoy the pleasure brought to him by "Star Change" crushing his grades, because he quickly had two more delicate bodies on his bed.

Tong Wenwen was stuck in the middle, leaning sideways and staring at Tong Zhao with her head and big eyes.

And the same is true of Tong Bao'er next to her.

The size of the beauty is like a beautiful picture.

"Daddy, tell a story. Tong Wenwen couldn't wait to call out to Tong Zhao.

In the past, Tong Wenwen could get a Doraemon or other stories in Tong Zhao's mouth every day before going to bed to give herself unlimited imagination, so as to swim in her fantasy world in her sleep.

Because Tong Baoer came yesterday, Tong Wenwen reluctantly put aside the story and played with Tong Baoer all night, but today she came over with no resistance to the interesting story in Tong Zhao's mouth. Naturally, there is also a Tong Baoer behind him.

"Yes, tell a story. Tong Bao'er was a little curious, she didn't know what kind of magic Tong Zhao's story had that made Tong Wenwen forget it when she slept today. Then he stood up and attached his little body to his ear and said that her father was able to give her a very good story every night, which aroused Tong Bao'er's curiosity.

I didn't expect that after just a few months of not seeing him, Tong Zhao's dad road should be so smooth. can cook, can educate Tong Wenwen good habits, and can tell Tong Wenwen bedtime stories, it's incredible.

"Can I finish my own thing first?" Tong Zhao was a little helpless, and his Weibo "Passing by Your World" has not been updated.

"Passing by Your World" with its short content and touching words and unguardedly gave people a soup-rich chicken soup for the soul, so that those night owls lingered, and now on Weibo, in addition to the previous Tong Zhao to Xu Mengyao's propaganda Weibo caused by the transfer of this XX, will be lucky for a day Weibo, there is also a popular language.

"If you don't watch "Passing by Your World" before going to bed, how can you be worthy of being on Weibo often?"

"No, you can't. Tong Wenwen and Tong Baoer directly refused.

Closing the computer and shrugging his shoulders, he thought he knew it was the answer.

"Then what story do you want to hear?" asked Tong Zhao to Tong Wenwen and Tong Bao'er.

"Dad, let's start with a Doraemon story. The Doraemon that Tong Zhao had drawn for Tong Wenwen before was treasured by him, and under Tong Baoer's curiosity, Tong Wenwen took out the picture scroll.

And pointed to the treasure bag on Doraemon's body, and said to Tong Baoer At this time, the treasure bag has a lot of magical stories in it, I don't believe it, sister-in-law, you will go with me to listen to the story of Doraemon told by my father later.

Tong Zhao took a sip of the water he had placed on the bedside table, cleared his throat, and began to tell the story of Doraemon to Tong Wenwen and Tong Bao'er. At first, Tong Baoer didn't think so, but when she listened to it more, she felt that it was interesting, a Doraemon who can do anything, and Nobita, whose personality is biased towards waste material settings.

Although Doraemon can always give Nobita those very magical props, he can still have some effects at first when he is in Nobita's hands. followed by a series of ridiculous comedies, in which the laughing Tong Baoer and Tong Wenwen rolled on the bed.

"One more thing. Tong Wenwen was not satisfied, she felt that she had heard one less story at her father's place yesterday, and she had to make up for it today.

"Yes, one more. Tong Bao'er agreed.

Tong Zhao had no choice but to tell another Doraemon story, but although there are not many characters in this story, each story can attract the attention of Tong Baoer and Tong Wenwen.

Simple characters, combined with childhood whimsy and Doraemon magical props, make many impossible things possible.

At the same time, Tong Baoer, like Tong Wenwen, had a feeling in her heart that she wanted a Doraemon to accompany her.

The story is wonderful, so you'll lose track of time when you listen to it.

Soon Tong Zhao finished talking again.

"Dad. Tong Wenwen was a little embarrassed: "Can you talk about another one?"

Because Tong Wenwen wants Tong Zhao to tell stories every night and loves stories very much, Tong Zhao tries to restrain the number of stories he tells. Talk about it up to two times a night, because talking too much will affect Tong Wenwen's sleep, and it is easy to get tired of listening.

"No, Wenwen promised her father that she would only listen to two stories a day. Tong Zhao refused.

Tong Bao'er was not happy, she was listening to it so well, why did she break it halfway?Looking at Tong Zhao, she said viciously: "Hurry up, tell another one, and make up for the story that Wenwen didn't listen to yesterday." ”

Hearing this, Tong Wenwen's eyes bloomed with a gleam.

"Yes, yes, Dad, tell me one more, Wenwen didn't listen to your story yesterday. Tong Wenwen found an excuse and naturally held on.

Tong Zhao couldn't resist these two people, so he had to talk about one more.

But it's not good to tell too much of Doraemon's story, so Tong Zhao cleared his throat and said, "Wenwen, then Dad will give you a story called the daughter of the sea today." ”

When Tong Wenwen and Tong Bao'er heard this, their eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Be careful, this story is a bit sad. Tong Zhao said pretendly.

"If you say it, you can say it, what do you do with so much nonsense. Tong Bao'er's appetite was hung up by Tong Zhao, and she shouted at him directly with dissatisfaction.

Tong Wenwen nodded on the side.

Looking at these two people, the helpless Tong Zhao had no choice but to speak: "In the distance of the sea, the water is so blue, like the most beautiful cornflower petals, and at the same time so clear, like the brightest glass ......"

As Tong Zhao's voice sounded, a beautiful picture appeared in Tong Bao'er and Tong Wenwen's minds. Following Tong Zhao's narration, they felt like they were in a magical world, listening to the life of the mermaid, listening to the old grandmother telling the little mermaid, waiting until she was fifteen years old and allowing her to float to the sea.

As the story continued to develop along Tong Zhao's narration, the five older sisters of the little mermaid all reached the age of fifteen and surfaced in turn, telling others what they had seen and felt. It aroused the little mermaid's desire to go to the surface of the sea, and when he heard that if the ship sank, the people on it would drown, and they could only reach the Poseidon Palace as a dead person.

The little mermaid cried because she was very kind in her heart.

She was reluctant to hear the question of life and death.

Tong Wenwen and Tong Bao'er were fascinated by what they heard, staring at each other with big eyes, quietly listening to Tong Zhao's narration.

When the little mermaid was fifteen years old and could finally surface on the surface, Tong Bao'er and Tong Wenwen's eyes were a little happy. When the little mermaid saw the handsome and handsome prince and saved the handsome prince, Tong Baoer and Tong Wenwen both clenched their hands into fists.

The drama of the prince and princess, the dream of how many children in their hearts.

But when he heard that the little mermaid hid his body because he could not be seen by humans because of his mermaid identity, and when he heard that the prince woke up and smiled at everyone around him, he did not smile at the little mermaid, because the prince could not see her, and he did not know that she was the one who saved the prince.

Hearing this, Tong Bao'er and Tong Wenwen's little hands rose up, and their faces turned pale.