The three of them stood in front of the TV, the 42-inch LCD screen was pierced by a silver Western rapiller, and colorful images appeared on the scattered screens, and the TV was still casually playing the dialogue from the costume drama two years ago, which was about the story of how a woman from a declining minister's family became a queen step by step.

"Tell me, what the hell is going on!" Wen Cheng lowered his face coldly and asked.

"It's not me, it's a thousand miles of snow." Xiaozhu shook his head desperately.

"Nonsense, it's you." Wen Cheng glanced at his sister, and then looked at the crippled TV.

"It's not me, it's really not me."

The TV was showing the palace with a mutated color, and a guard with a knife came in.

"That's him!" Xiaozhu pointed to the guard's face after the glass was broken, and the look in his eyes was clearly "Uncle Policeman is him!".

"Is that him?"

Don't you tell me that this guard jumped out of the TV, pulled out your snow and stabbed it into the TV?!

Wen Cheng gestured like this.

Not a single detail of this lie is unreasonable!

Wen Cheng looked at the guard, wearing a yellow coat in a red top and black robe, could it be possible? !

Xiaozhu is from the Ming Dynasty! Sure enough, if that's the case, I wouldn't have shown her the palace drama if I knew it!

"Xiaozhu, I'm dying early in the morning! It's TV, it's fake! Okay, okay, I won't show you the TV series of the Qing Dynasty next time, okay? I'll show you the Ming Dynasty."

"No, brother! I know it's a TV series!"

What's going on here?!

"It's okay, the TV is still alive." Su Meng behind him suddenly interjected.

Wen Cheng almost fell, Su Meng's cold humor is really good at picking the opportunity, how to explain to his mother is the right thing in comparison!

At this time, the door of the mother's room was suddenly pushed open, and the mother came to kick it coldly.

"What kind of TV do you seem to be watching?" The mother changed into her pajamas and stood in the distance looking at them, apparently not yet aware of the spandexter attached to the television.

"Nope! No, no, no!" Wen Cheng rushed over to stop his mother.

"But Ah Wencheng, in the middle of the night, I advise you to stop quickly and let the two female classmates have a good rest. To be honest, you guys went too far with that science department assignment last time."

"Got it, be careful! Mom, go back to sleep!" Wen Cheng nodded desperately.

"By the way, what are you chasing? I'll look at it during the day?" The mother poked her head out in apparent disbelief.

"Although it looks like an adult story, it's just a cartoon." Wen Cheng replied, shaking his hand to block his mother's sight.

"How old are you still watching cartoons...... his mother gave him a blank look, then gave up his efforts to break through the defense line and went back to the room with his slippers.

Wen Cheng went to see Xiaozhu again, and her mood seemed to be extremely good. continued to giggle and laugh, but when Wen Cheng faced her reddened face, she immediately showed a shyness on her face.

Wen Cheng approached and hung his finger in the air to count down his sister, but he was speechless angrily, so his sister instantly changed into an awkward expression, and her small shoulders shrank and trembled.

"Ah, Xiaozhu didn't reject Qing palace dramas." Su Meng obviously had a gloating expression.

The topic is completely wrong, the point is that the TV is broken! No, no, no, the point is not that the TV is broken, it's normal for the TV to be broken, the point is that the TV was pierced by a Western sword! There's no such thing in the 100 bad ways to talk about television?! Even if the TV is within the free warranty period, the manufacturer refuses to repair it!

What's worse is the reason for the breakdown! How do you tell me to explain it to the maintenance master? Oh, and was the TV pierced by the sword itself, or did my sister summon a sword to impale it? In the TV series that was still playing, a Qing Dynasty guard jumped out of the TV, took the Western sword thrown to him by his sister, and let out a hearty "Drink!" With a bang, he pierced the TV, high-fived his sister in a chic manner, and jumped back into the TV?!

Wen Cheng even burned his neck red, so he trembled his eyebrows and glared at his sister, who decisively hid in Su Meng's arms.

"Xiaozhu, it's rare for her to be so happy, she has been looking at you with a smile all the time, it's the first time I've seen this kid look like that." Su Meng was still protecting Xiaozhu.

Could it be teasing me? That's the price of a TV! It's just a matter of being eaten poor by you, the TV is the landlord's! was teased by my sister like this, and in no more than five days, I had to go to the side of the road to drink the northwest wind!

Wen Cheng didn't answer Su Meng, just stared at his sister in Su Meng's arms hard, and he leaned closer to pat her on the head, ready to tell her that if she made a mistake, she had to admit it bravely. In fact, his face and neck were not so red, and he didn't say anything to make his sister admit his mistake, but leaned over and nodded at her little head, as if to say, "You, you......"

It's just trying to embarrass her, force her into an embarrassing embarrassment, and then admit her mistakes.

It didn't work out.

The younger sister stretched out her hand and pointed to the TV set and said, "That's him......" and then looked at Su Meng and forced a smile, even if it was a cute sister, in Wen Cheng's eyes, such a happy little face really wanted to pinch it hard.

"Yes, the killer is the guard." Su Meng followed to help.

"Flutter." With a bang, my sister still laughed in Su Meng's arms.

"Be serious!" Wen Cheng's anger was directed at the two girls at the same time.

Su Meng stuck out her tongue, touched Xiaozhu's head, and stroked her fallen shoulder hair from top to bottom.

"That's him......" Xiaozhu looked at the TV and held out his hand again.

Wen Cheng looked at the TV again, and it was a young man in a red top and black robe.

"Why is it a doctor again?"

"That's him, this person must be the murderer!"

"You're saying the doctor killed the TV?!" Wen Cheng asked.

"TV is alive." Su Meng arched his elbow.

"You're saying the doctor stabbed the TV? I just said it was a guard!"

"No, no, no." Xiaozhu shook his head, "They're the same person!"

Wen Cheng gasped and leaned over to the TV, looking at the shattered figure shaking in the TV.

"Brother," Xiaozhu took his arm, "You see this person will change into a guard uniform for a while and become a doctor for a while, he must be an assassin!"

"Ah, it's there again." Su Meng pointed to the TV.

I saw that the camera had turned to the noisy market street, and the young man put on a cloth coat again, and flashed in the camera.

"This man must be a murderer! That's him!" Xiaozhu pouted.

Even Wen Cheng couldn't help but be attracted by his sister's reasoning, but this is a palace fighting drama...... Where did the murderer come from?

"You stupid boy!" Wen Cheng patted the back of Xiaozhu's head, "This is the legendary 10,000-year-old supporting role!"

"Ten Thousand Years Supporting Role?" Xiaozhu asked.

"It's the kind of actor who has always played a supporting role, and he can't be a star, so he has been an extra, and the senior Wannian supporting actor has good acting skills, so he naturally looks familiar."

"That's right...... Then let him go......" Xiaozhu stuck out his tongue.

Wait a minute? What do you mean then let him go?!

"The problem is that the TV is broken, hey!"

"TV is alive." Su Meng said.

"Brother, it's okay, you can still watch TV......" Xiaozhu pulled out a thousand miles of snow and looked at a mess of colors as if nothing happened, "That, in fact, listening to the dialogue can also make up the plot."

Wen Cheng only felt stunned by his sister and Su Meng's reaction, did they really not understand what the problem was?

"Well, brother, do you still have potato chips?"

When I came to my senses, my sister was already seated in front of the injured TV.

"How do you know I have potato chips?!"

"I found it in a drawer last night, and I still have it?"

Wen Cheng hesitated to pat his head, and finally decided to shoot it, he then took out two packets of potato chips from the cabinet under the TV and handed them to Xiaozhu, and walked to the balcony to look at the night sky blankly.

What the hell just happened?

Seeing the figure of the blue beauty beside him, he decided not to pursue this issue anymore. Mother doesn't watch TV much, and when Xiaozhu sleeps, she covers it with a dust cover, and after quitting the rent, she tells the landlord that the TV is lonely and seppuku, which must be very reasonable.

"Su Meng, why do you say that the TV series of the Ming Dynasty do not have the fire of the Qing Dynasty?" He asked.

The girl in the night breeze did not answer, but stretched out her hand to the sky, and he slowly raised his head in disbelief, and then saw the scene under the dark red night.

There was a rumbling sound that pierced the sky, and four faint white cracks appeared from west to east, like the screams of an eagle falling off a cliff, and the screams on the edge of life and death became thicker and thicker like silk.

It was eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Looks like the military is going to act?" He asked.

In this way, it is not surprising that Liu Zhen wants to postpone the video conference, presumably arguing with the military about something.

No, no, no, Su Meng pointed to the sky, maybe it was another possibility, that is, only she could see the loop!

Anyway, today's task is completed, but the feeling of being blocked all over my body is still there......

"The loop glows?"

"No, Wen Cheng." Su Meng looked at the sky like a distant hometown, and covered his heart with both hands,

"Do you want to know what Xiaozhu whispered to me on the way?" The blue beauty under the night sky pulled her hair behind her ears and smiled at him with her skirt pulled up.

"Did...... What ......?"

"She remembered it all," Su Meng stretched out her hand to the white first quarter moon, "Last time at this time."

It's about the memory of being swallowed by a mechanical dog with my sister.,But that's the reason why my sister stared at her brother's embarrassed look?

Wen Cheng lowered the corners of his eyebrows, sighed bitterly, and looked back at the living room, the girl in a baseball uniform had fallen asleep on the floor, her small mouth was slightly open and fell together, the corners of her mouth were still crumbs, and her left hand was still reluctantly stretched out in the yellow bag.

"Brother......" the girl murmured with a sweet smile.

Wen Cheng picked up his sister and walked into the room, supported her back and the back of her head and fell to the bed, and then turned her back, Su Meng took off her coat for her, and covered the horns tightly.

The time was half past eleven.

"Su Meng, there is still half an hour, I will sort out the information first, you are weak, it is good to sleep with her for a while."

"No," the girl walked over and took the notebook and pen from the book stand and pen holder, "I'll accompany you."