Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

The guests stood in silence, a hint of embarrassment filling the air.

After a moment, the director spoke dryly: "Qingqing, the gangster you are talking about is not him, right?"

Although the director didn't point out deliberately, everyone's eyes fell on the person on the ground at this moment.

The man's figure was hunched and curled up, his eyes tightly closed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

The face of the man whose face was unclear was soaked in blood, and his face was stained with blood. The director quickly greeted the camera and signaled not to film him, so as not to scare netizens.

But what the director didn't know was that the next second the camera switched to the screen, it immediately aroused strong dissatisfaction among netizens in the live broadcast room.

【? ? ? What happened to the screen? 】

[Don’t turn the camera, don’t turn the camera, and don’t type! 】

[You weren’t there when you bullied me, right? Show me quickly, don’t make me kneel down to beg you. 】

[It turns out it wasn’t a murder, it was Leng Qingqing who encountered...what, a gangster? 】

[Don’t tell me that this thing lying on the ground is a hooligan (Mu Ran). 】

At the same time, a large number of viewers suddenly poured into the live broadcast room, the number of people online increased wildly, and the barrages were overwhelming.

[Come here from hot search, raise your hand. 】

[I heard that a female artist met a gangster during a show. How is she doing now? Is she okay? 】

[It’s so miserable for female artists to encounter such a thing! 】

[Um, who are you referring to? 】

[The artist is fine, but the gangster is fine. 】

【? ? ? 】

……

When everyone got closer, they discovered that the blood was coming from the man's nose. Tears and blood were all over his face, and there were a few pools of viscous liquid like snot stuck to his chin.

The man's face was covered in bruises, redness, and swelling, and his head was almost swollen into a pig's head.

Not recognized, not recognized at all.

Leng Qingqing's eyes turned red, and he kicked the half-dead bloody man as he walked over.

The bloody man twitched visibly.

"That's him, Li Laizi from the village." Leng Qingqing choked with sobs.

"What, he is Li Laizi, the Li Laizi who raises pigs at home?" Everyone was shocked, and they couldn't match the appearance of the bloody man in front of them with the black and thin lame man.

Speaking of Cripple Li, everyone was deeply impressed. After all, they were a group of compassionate and normal people.

"Where's Hengheng? Is Hengheng okay?" Bai Dan realized what was wrong in his heart just now - he only saw Qingqing, why didn't he see Hengheng?

Leng Qingqing sniffed and pointed to her side: "Hengheng is fine, over there."

As she said that, she turned her head and called to the forest: "Hengheng, it's okay, come out!"

Huo Yanheng, with full beard and tail, appeared in front of everyone. He was still wearing the same clothes he was wearing before leaving in the morning. His face was white and clean, and his pupils were dark.

Except for the fact that his eyes were as red as a rabbit, there was nothing frightening about him.

Seeing that the child was okay, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Huo Yanheng walked out of the forest and glanced at Cripple Li. When he touched the blood on the ground, something in his eyes moved lightly.

"Mom, are you okay?" Huo Yanheng ran over and grabbed Leng Qingqing's clothes. His eyes were swollen into walnuts.

This is the second time Huo Yanheng calls Leng Qingqing's mother in front of everyone.

Although Leng Qingqing didn't want to think about the worst, the only two times Huo Yanheng called her mother were to achieve some purpose of his.

Leng Qingqing squatted down slightly, hugged him, and looked directly at him: "I'm fine."

The three words whispered were extremely firm, but there were some complicated emotions in the cold eyes.

"...It's such a pity that you don't want to act." The system said dryly, something was not quite right.

I don’t know who the female star was who slapped someone’s face with a brick, and I don’t know who the child was who kicked Li Laizi’s pants several times in the crotch just now.

I didn’t know just now…

Forget it, its feelings have been deceived!

Looking at the harmless mother and son, the system simply didn't want to talk.

"I said, Huo Yanheng can't really be your biological son!"

One is darker than the other.

Leng Qingqing gently wiped the moisture from the corners of Huo Yanheng's eyes, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "What do you know? This is what we call a tacit understanding."

The fact that Li Laizi became like this is not just a lonely masterpiece.

When Leng Qingqing beat Li Zizi unconscious with a few bricks and sighed that this person really couldn't resist the beating, Huo Yanheng, who was ordered not to look back, walked over, with a sullen face and without saying a word, he lifted his feet to Li Zizi's pants. The crotch was padded three times.

Even Li Laizi, who was in a coma, was kicked until he frowned and groaned in pain.

After doing all this, Huo Yanheng turned around slowly, with no fear in his eyes, "I should have come here earlier."

"It doesn't matter, he is not my opponent anyway." Leng Qingqing didn't care at all, "You are a child, what's the use of coming here? Remember, when you encounter something you can't solve, don't run away without looking back. Turn around."

Huo Yanheng looked up at her with confused eyes: "Then what should you do?"

"Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself." Leng Qingqing folded his arms and took some time off: "You are a Ni Bodhisattva who cannot save yourself when crossing the river, so don't think about what others will do. Are you the Holy Father?"

After saying that, Leng Qingqing reached out and pinched his soft cheeks hard. "To be honest, you weren't afraid at all just now?"

The reason why a villain is a villain is that he must be able to endure what ordinary people cannot endure, and his methods are hundreds of times more vicious and ruthless than ordinary people.

If Huo Yanheng was really not afraid, Leng Qingqing would not be surprised at all.

But normally, children should be afraid. Adults who are so much taller than themselves are not afraid of anyone who shakes their fists.

Huo Yanheng shook his head, looked at her with clear pupils, and said only four words: "He bullied you."

Just four words, as heavy as a thousand pieces.

Leng Qingqing's heart seemed to be hit by something. She stood there stunned for a long time. She raised her hand to cover the position of her heart. It felt a little numb, as if she had been electrocuted.

A child's eyes are clear and bright, not stained by dust.

Leng Qing cleared her throat and asked, "I'm going to ask you a question, and you have to answer it truthfully, okay?"

Huo Yanheng tilted his head, his eyes showing confusion.

"If, I mean if, I am still the bad mother who beat you before, will you come back?"

Just now Leng Qingqing told Huo Yanheng not to turn around or come back.

As long as he lifts his feet and leaves, there is a dense forest ahead of him that he must pass through on his way back. Huo Yanheng is so smart, he must know the way.

He thought he could leave at any time.

Leng Qingqing finished asking and looked at him quietly, waiting for his answer.

The system didn't understand why she had to 'ask for trouble': "In Huo Yanheng's view, you have always been the mother who beat him, so why are you asking this question?"

Lengqingqing knew she wasn't, it knew she wasn't, but it didn't make any sense.

Huo Yanheng thinks she is, and she is.

Leng Qingqing: "I just want to know."

Huo Yanheng in front of her was silent for a moment, then suddenly sighed slightly, he spoke, and the clear answer came to her ears:

"meeting."

Just one word.

meeting.

"Even if you are a bad mother, I will come back."

"Because I only have one mother." Huo Yanheng lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the expression in his pupils, making it difficult for Leng Qingqing to see even a little bit of it.

"Even if my mother beat me before, I can't watch my mother being beaten by bad guys in vain. These are two different things."

Leng Qingqing tried to guide him to say more: "What are the two different things?"

Huo Yanheng seems to be much smarter than Leng Qingqing imagined. Ordinary children don't have the concept of "two different things".

"It's one thing for my mother to hit me. It's between me and my mother. It's another thing for my mother to be beaten by a bad guy."

Huo Yanheng frowned and seemed to have difficulty organizing his words. He tried his best to explain: "I will not watch my mother being beaten. I only have one mother."

The brilliance in the cold and clear eyes was slightly restrained.

Sure enough, as she thought, Huo Yanheng was not ordinary smart.

At a young age, he has learned to separate subjects and put aside personal grudges in front of big things. Things that even adults cannot do are so natural to children.

Even the system stared wide-eyed and fell silent.

"What kind of villain is this? This is the Holy Father!"

If he doesn't do this, he will definitely be more promising than the male protagonist in the future.

"From now on, you are my biological son." Leng Qingqing wiped away the stains on the child's fair cheeks with his fingertips and said word by word.

Huo Yanheng looked puzzled, "Am I not your biological son?"

Leng Qingqing's answer was misleading: "What happened before is not important!"

The only system that understood her words was so moved that she cried loudly: "What kind of fairy child is this! Damn it, the author actually dared to write Huo Yanheng as a villain. How can such a well-behaved child be a villain!"

Leng Qingqing blocked the system's squeaking with one click, and looked at her new son with soft eyes, almost overflowing with motherly love: "Mom, let me ask you again, what would you do if your mother was really beaten and bullied by a bad person?"

Absolutely.

Leng Qingqing never thought that one day he would like a child so much.

And he's not his own biological child.

Under her unblinking gaze, she saw Huo Yanheng's dark pupils turning slightly as he was thinking.

So she pinched his shoulders with both hands and made him look directly at her.

Desolate and cool fingers touched his dark eyebrows, and his tone was gentle that Huo Yanheng had never experienced before. He had heard of this tenderness, but it must have been a long, long time ago, perhaps dating back to before he was born.

Huo Yanheng's thoughts were a little confused.

"To be honest, don't lie to mom. Mom won't be angry, let alone Hengheng. Mom will never be angry with Hengheng."

What will he do?

"I can……"

"I can……"

Huo Yanheng: "I will kill him to avenge my mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding atmosphere fell into silence.

Leng Qingqing: "…………?"

system:"!!………………"

It is wrong and worthy of being a villain.

Leng Qingqing quickly came to her senses and didn't seem too surprised. She smiled and said to the system:

"So you still believe the answer when I asked him if he would come back to save Bad Mom and he said he would come back?"

"What do you mean..." The system was trembling, and his brain was itching, "Why can't I understand what you are saying?"

"What do you mean? Of course..." Leng Qingqing repeated, tilting her head, with a cold look in her eyes: "——Huo Yanheng is lying."

"W-What!?"

The system's heart instantly cooled down, and it felt like its CPU had been dry-burned.