At night.

The basement of a house in the suburbs.

Luo Xiaoqiao's eyes were red.

Sitting in a chair, snot paper was already piled up on her work platform.

Side.

Shen Jian was dumbfounded.

You must know that Luo Xiaoqiao's workbench is amazing, that is her lifeline.

In the past, whoever dared to leave a little garbage on her workbench would have to be hunted down by her with a kitchen knife all over the world.

What's going on today?

Don't ask.

It's crying.

Shen Jian looked creepy.

Under normal circumstances, if Luo Xiaoqiao has something on his mind, as long as he can talk to him, it is not a big deal.

But if you ask, you won't say it......

Shen Jian's scalp was numb.

Maybe when, Luo Xiaoqiao will trouble him with a kitchen knife.

So?

Do you want to run first?

Just when Shen Jian's feet began to move out little by little, Luo Xiaoqiao suddenly said gloomily: "Shen Xiaobei." ”

"Hey!"

Shen Jian was full of excitement, and hurriedly stood upright.

"Cleaned up."

"Okay."

Shen Jian hurriedly rushed over and put all the big snot papers on her workbench into the paper basket.

After finishing his work, he looked at Luo Xiaoqiao, who had a blank face, and said in fear: "Xiao Qiao, everything is cleaned up." You...... What's going on? Tell me about it. If someone bullies you, don't worry. Brother will go to the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot, and I promise to help you take revenge. ”

"Get out."

"Gotcha."

Shen Jian was pardoned, turned around and ran away.

in the room.

Luo Xiaoqiao closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When she opened her eyes again, she had regained her composure and wisdom in her eyes.

Start.

Stretched out her hand and took out the USB drive given by Chen Feng, a touch of tenderness flashed in her eyes, and then she inserted the USB drive into her work crew.

Let's see, what did Chen Feng give?

It's a matter of fact.

What is the key to cracking digital civilization.

What is digital civilization?

Are they Arabic numerals?

Soon, the USB drive was recognized.

Luo Xiaoqiao clicked in and took a look, there was only one folder in the USB drive, and the name of the folder was written with the English letters of 'key'.

Double-click again.

There is only one piece of program icon in it.

Double-click again.

Enter the program writing interface.

What's this?

It's just a plain piece of code.

Luo Xiaoqiao was suspicious in his heart, looked at the code on it carefully, and didn't know what to say for a long time.

It's like a piece of code that resets a program.

Luo Xiaoqiao frowned, moved the mouse, put it on the running icon, hesitated for a moment, and clicked lightly.

“……”

More than a dozen seconds passed.

No reaction.

What is this?

……

Outside.

in the living room.

Shen Jian leaned back on the sofa, eating potato chips and watching TV.

Suddenly.

The TV screen didn't move.

"Huh?"

Shen Jian casually put down the potato chips, picked up the remote control and pressed it twice.

No response.

"What a broken TV."

Shen Jian raised his voice and shouted: "Xiao Qiao, your broken TV is broken?" Come and see, what's going on? Tomorrow you can't change it, right? ”

"Don't bother me."

There was a scream from inside.

Shen Jian shrank his neck in fright, and muttered, "Have you taken gunpowder tonight?" Who messed with her? ”

As he spoke, he got off the couch.

Slowly walk to the TV.

Then!

Shen Jian stopped.

Motionless.

The whole body was stiff.

He stared blankly at the TV.

Sweat and hair all over the body.

What about TV?

it?

Why did the wall-mounted TV on the wall become......

A painting?

"Ahh

Shen Jian suddenly screamed loudly, turned his head and rushed to the studio inside.

Just arrived at the door.

The door slammed open.

Outcome!

There was a clang.

"Oops."

Shen Jian's head was slammed by the door, and he stumbled, covered his head and stepped back, grinning in pain.

"What's wrong?"

Luo Xiaoqiao also rushed out in surprise, and hurriedly went over to support him: "What's wrong?" What's your name? What the hell? ”

"Oh, my brain."

"I'll see."

Shen Jian leaned against the wall and took his hand away with a painful expression.

Boy!

There was a bruise on his forehead.

Visible to the naked eye begins to pack.

So hard?

It can be seen how anxious he was when he rushed to the studio.

Luo Xiaoqiao was distressed and angry, and immediately turned around and ran to the kitchen to get ice cubes, wrapped them in gauze, and hurriedly ran back and said, "Is there something wrong with you?" Crazy once a month? Take it and cover your head. What kind of nerves do you have? ”

"It's not."

Shen Jian took the ice pack and covered his head, glared at his eyes and said, "The TV in your living room...... TV ......"

"I know it's bad."

Luo Xiaoqiao said angrily.

"It's not. It's not broken, it's TM...... TM became a painting. ”

“……”

Luo Xiaoqiao was speechless.

"Really, it's a painting."

"What do you say?"

"Your TV has become a painting."

"If you say it again, I'll cut you, Shen Xiaobei."

Shen Jian hurriedly dragged Luo Xiaoqiao into the living room and pointed to the TV on the wall: "You can watch it yourself." Doesn't it become...... Ay? it? ”

The wall-mounted TV on the wall was restored.

What the heck?

Shen Jian looked at the TV in a daze, his brain blank.

Side.

Luo Xiaoqiao's eyes were full of knives.

She silently turned around and walked into the kitchen, and when she came out, she was carrying a kitchen knife in her hand, and muttered as she walked towards the studio: "Shen Xiaobei, if you dare to make a sound, I will cut you." ”

Bang Dang!

The door to the studio was slammed shut.

Shen Jian was so frightened that he was shocked.

Come back to your senses.

He slowly walked to the TV, the expression on his face became serious, and he stared carefully at the wall-mounted TV for a long time.

It's definitely changed just now.

Something must have happened.

You can't be mistaken.

As a descendant of a thousand doors, his psychological quality and eyesight are the best in the crowd.

It was impossible for Shen Jian to be mistaken, or hallucinate.

So, what's wrong?

I carefully watched the wall-mounted TV a few times, but it still hasn't changed.

Shen Jian was also at a loss.

Turned around and went back to the couch, picked up the remote control and pressed it twice, adjusted the program, and slowly put down the remote control.

Strange!

What the hell is going on?

Shen Jian reached for the potato chips.

Reach out and touch it.

Didn't touch it.

Hey?

Reach out and touch again.

it?

Shen Jian's scalp was numb, and he suddenly jumped up from the sofa, looking at the potato chips that he had just put on the coffee table in horror.

TM turned into a picture again?

It's like a picture printed on a coffee table.

What the hell?

Shen Jian just wanted to open his mouth and scream, but he was stunned to find that the picture on the coffee table was flickering.

It's as if the image is distorted.

After two twists.

Shen Jian's heart shook violently.

Moving left and right, the picture that seemed to be hidden on the coffee table just now turned back into a three-dimensional object.

I'm Nima!

What's going on?

Don't......

The advent of two-way foil weapons?

Worst!

Aliens have already started attacking Earth?

Shen Jian suddenly got up and rushed to the studio inside, shouting frantically: "Xiao Qiao, it's not good, aliens have attacked the earth......"

Bang Dang!

He slammed the door of the studio open.

However, he was greeted by Luo Xiaoqiao's angry eyes and a baseball bat.

Boom!

The head of the pocket is a stuffy stick.

Shen Jian didn't dodge, his eyes were suffocated, and he fell directly to the ground.

Dizzy!