Is this the result of her transformation? Yi Shuyan looked at the black object, and clicked the small button curiously, only to hear a "beep" sound, and Ying Xingchen's crisp and tactful voice sounded: "Master, hello!" ”

Yi Shuyan sneered, "Master? You actually like to record this kind of thing. ”

"Don't you like it?"

Yi Shuyan looked at the black object, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, "Can you talk to me?" ”

"Yes, what does the master want to talk about?"

Yi Shuyan pondered for a moment and asked in a deep voice, "What's your name?" ”

"I'm your little star." Ying Xingchen's voice is like the sound of a warbler, which is very beautiful.

Yi Shuyan smiled slightly, "Little star? What are your hobbies? ”

"I love chatting with the hosts."

"What are you talking about?"

"I can sing, tell jokes, and tell earthy love stories. Which one would the host want to hear? ”

"Whatever."

"No casual. I can sing, tell jokes, and tell earthy love stories. Which one would the host want to hear? ”

Yi Shuyan thought for a moment, "It's a joke." ”

"Once upon a time there was a guy fishing and he caught a squid. The squid begged him, 'Let me go, don't roast me and eat it.' The man said, 'Okay, then I'll ask you a few questions.' The squid was very happy and said, 'Take the test, take the test!' Then the man grilled the squid. ”

……

"Next."

"One sausage was kept in the fridge and it felt cold, and then it looked at the other one next to it, and with some comfort, it said, 'Look you're frozen like this, it's all over the ice!' And then Nagen said, 'I'm sorry, I'm a popsicle. ’”

……

"Next."

"There was a real story that happened in elementary school. The school is going to hold a radio drill competition, and the teacher asks everyone to wear a school uniform and ask to wear the kind of white gloves. A classmate in the class forgot to buy gloves and was about to play, but this classmate was in a hurry and poured the correction fluid directly on his hand, which really made him dodge......

……

"Change, love words."

"There's something on your face."

"What's there?"

"It's kind of handsome."

"Cut!" Yi Shuyan chuckled.

"Do you know why I don't put salt in my stir-fry lately?"

"Why?"

"Because your looks are enough for me to eat."

……

Yi Shuyan sat on the saddle, stepped on the bicycle, and chatted with Ying Xingchen in the walkie-talkie while riding back.

Before, Ying Xingchen was in a hurry to escape, and he didn't look at it, so he rode away the bicycle parked on the left side, but he never thought that the uncle who pushed the trolley actually reversed the position of the two carts.

Ying Xingchen rode the car, running forward desperately, keeping her eyes on the road ahead, not paying attention to whether the walkie-talkie was there, and when she noticed it, she was almost home.

After Ying Xingchen entered the house, he hurriedly rushed into the bedroom, took out the tablet, clicked the power icon, and after the tablet lit up, then clicked "Turn on", and then clicked "Call". Yi Shuyan's handsome face when riding in the wind suddenly appeared on the screen.

The black object in front of Yi Shuyan suddenly stopped singing, and after a "beep", Ying Xingchen's slightly hurried voice sounded: "Eh, are you still riding?" That's great, I'm sorry, I rode the wrong bike for you, and the bike you're riding now is mine. Look at the right handlebar to see if there's a little black thing, that's my car. ”