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

"Leng Qingqing, I want to eat hot pot."

Hearing the request of the little girl in front of him, Leng Qingqing, who was standing at the door, fell into deep silence.

After a few seconds, she asked the very important question of the moment: "Who are you?"

**

On the first day of filming, Leng Qingqing refused Zhao Qianjin's request to go shopping and lay down at home.

Hengheng and Ye Fei went to school, Huo Jingsen went to work, and the house was empty except for one person and a dog.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

The servants were all busy and maybe they didn't hear the doorbell. They quietly lifted the blanket covering their legs and lazily got up to open the door.

Maybe the courier has arrived.

Unexpectedly, when she opened the door, she was slightly surprised by the sight in front of her.

She is a little girl of four or five years old. She is beautifully sculpted, has two braids that tower into the sky, and is carrying a mini schoolbag.

Seeing the door being opened, the little girl raised her big black eyes and blinked at her.

"Leng Qingqing, I want to eat hot pot."

This was the first time the two met, and the little girl actually made such an unobtrusive request to Leng Qingqing.

Leng Qingqing is a little dazed, who are you?

The little girl seemed to be very familiar with the home. Before Leng Qingqing could react, she walked through the door carrying her small schoolbag and walked straight towards the sofa.

She took off her small schoolbag and threw it away. He sat on the sofa like a young man.

He also picked up the deserted potato chips that had just been opened and started eating them.

Looking at this scene in Leng Qingqing, I feel that the world is really magical.

She rubbed her eyes: "Kid, where are your parents?"

Although the little girl's tone of wanting to be beaten reminded her of an old friend, there was no way the system could appear as a human being.

Maybe she was dreaming.

The little girl cast a contemptuous look at her, with potato chip residue in the corner of her mouth, and said very speechlessly.

"Leng Qingqing, I have only been away for a short time, and you have forgotten me. It seems that you have lived a good life after this system left."

His tone was full of resentment.

? ! Leng Qingqing's whole body shivered, and she suddenly became energetic. She took three steps at a time and came forward, half-kneeling in front of the sofa, holding the little girl's face in her hands, and spoke with great solemnity.

"Again, who are you?"

**

Returning to the living room quietly with snacks and drinks, the little girl stared at the cartoons on the TV and wolfed down the food without any image.

Snack bags are flying all over the place, which fits Leng Qingqing’s stereotype of the system.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

To be honest, Leng Qingqing didn't have the slightest hope that the system could come back.

She was prepared to never see it again.

Unexpectedly, this guy actually gave her such a big surprise.

Not only came back, but also in human form.

Leng Qingqing quickly became worried.

Are you going to come back and give your last words?

The system transformed into a little girl picked up the Coke, drank it all, sighed comfortably, lay down on the sofa, and let out a long burp.

"Get a toothpick." The system waved to the deserted figure standing aside: "It's stuffed in your tooth."

Leng Qingqing: "..."

Hand over the toothpick.

"So this is the taste of Coke. No wonder you all like to drink it so much."

System smacked his lips, and after eating and drinking enough, he recounted what he had experienced.

**

In fact, Leng Qingqing had already guessed the truth of the matter.

The system stole the key to the world gate and gave it to her, allowing Leng Qingqing to enter the space-time channel and find Hengheng's location.

But at that time, the system did not tell Leng Qingqing that he had stolen it.

The system knew that it would be found sooner or later. Rather than letting Leng Qingqing know about it, it would be better to bear the consequences of stealing the key alone.

It's not a human being anyway, so it won't feel any pain or get hurt.

The system held on to the idea that a dead pig was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water, and even tried its best to supply Leng Qingqing.

It thought that it would be locked up in a dark room at best, but it didn’t expect that the dark room that seniors often talked about in a joking tone would actually be like this...

It was a pitch-black still space. It couldn't see any pictures, nor could it feel any flow of time. There was only itself in the darkness, and perhaps others of the same kind - they had already become objects in the darkness over a long period of time. A speck of dust.

In the beginning, the system entertained itself and talked to itself.

But as time passed, nothing worked.

It doesn't even have a reference to calculate time or detect its own existence.

There is only darkness. Endless darkness enveloped it.

In the long darkness, the system gradually forgot why it came here, what it was going to do, and who it was waiting for.

In the end, I even forgot who I was.

When the system was released from the dark room, only an hour had passed in the real world.

But what it was sure of was that it had spent an extremely long time in the dark room. Maybe it's decades, maybe it's hundreds of years.

The system that came out of the dark room is already a formatted version. Kind-hearted seniors and colleagues helped it gradually think of itself.

But the system no longer has the qualifications to become a system. It has been deprived of its rights forever by the Lord God. What awaits it is an exile with no destination.

Thanks to the fact that the system is always committed to building a good relationship with its seniors and colleagues, everyone has worked hard to bring the system to the world where the last host is.

Fortunately, they succeeded.

Although the pistachio will never be seen again, the seniors promised it that they would visit it often.

At the same time, it will also protect the normal operation of this world.

A white light flashed before his eyes, and the system finally returned here.

**

After waking up from Hengheng, Leng Qingqing found that the system had disappeared.

The system disappeared silently, without even leaving a word, but Leng Qingqing guessed that the system was taken away due to a foul.

There wasn't much she could do, she could only silently pray for the system in her heart, hoping that one day we would see each other again.

Unexpectedly, a few months later, a little girl with two little penises pressed the doorbell of her house.

Like a miracle, a gift from heaven.

"Leng Qingqing, I'm really your leader. I'm here to find you. You won't want me, right?"

Seeing the familiar thoughtful expression on Leng Qingqing's face, the little girl suddenly became anxious. She stood up from the sofa and looked at her eagerly, waiting for an answer.

Doesn't she believe what she said?

"Aren't you a man?" A few seconds later, Leng Qingqing, who was 'thoughtful', asked a very unwelcome question.

"..." A sad and angry look appeared on the little girl's face: "I asked the Lord God to take on a male form, but the Lord God..."

It would be rude to say so.

Leng Qingqing touched his chin, and a smile appeared on his face: "I didn't expect that your Lord God is quite evil."

The next sentence made the system break into a cold sweat: "But this is fine, fine, haha."

The little girl took a step back warily: "What do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?" Leng Qingqing rubbed his chin, thinking of something strange, and suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Her expression system is all too familiar - it's about to start causing trouble again!

"What color skirt do you like? Sky blue, cherry pink, goose yellow?" Leng Qingqing sat down on the sofa, took out her mobile phone, and went straight to the children's clothing area. Her eyes were bright, and sparks shot out from her fingers and screen as she added to the shopping cart. !

Fortunately, I am short of a daughter.

Thank the Lord God for the gift (bushi).