live in jail [interstellar]

"what."

Qiao Mobai quit the live broadcast program, cleared the phone's cache, and opened the live broadcast app again.

"The system has been upgraded successfully, please do not shut down, the upgrade... 60%... is in progress."

The numbers kept beating, Qiao Mobai put the phone aside, turned on the bed and took out the solar charging board from the backpack to charge it.

There is a 12-point Song typeface in the center of the phone screen, "Upgrade 85%, 92%, 98%, the upgrade is successful, please log in to your account again."

The person holding the sun panel turned on the screen and glanced at the upper right corner as usual.

"Signal!"

Two short signals flashed in the upper right corner, Qiao Mobai opened the address book with trembling palms, fixed his gaze on the upper signal grid, and pressed the first number in the address book.

"Beep...beep..."

"Hurry up!!!"

Qiao Mobai clasped the phone tightly with both hands, wishing to rush to the other end of the phone to grab the person's ear, and questioned Lao Qiao, who usually answers the phone very quickly, why his hands are so short now.

"Doo... hello, Xiaobai?"

The long-awaited phone was finally picked up. Qiao Mobai wiped away the tears that didn't exist, hugged the phone tightly and let out a choked voice: "Old Qiao!"

"Xiaobai? Is it really you?"

In the inpatient department of the Third City Hospital, Old Qiao stood in the corridor, talking softly to his son on the other end of the phone.

"Old Qiao, it's me. I was recently sent by the company to lead a group abroad. It will take about half a year to go back. You take care of yourself and buy more delicious food with my mother. Don't always eat leftovers. Did you hear me? "

"It's a good thing to go abroad. What's wrong with your throat?"

Old Qiao knew Xiao Qiao for more than twenty years, and he felt that something was wrong when he heard the voice on the other end of the phone.

The people in Cell No. [-] laughed out loud, "I have a cold, the moon is not round at all in foreign countries, and it's still cold at night."

"Put on more clothes. When you come back, there is something I want to discuss with you at home. Eat more outside alone. Don't be too busy saving money."

Old Qiao found a chair and sat down. He hadn't seen his son for many days, so he couldn't hold back for a while, and chatted on the phone for a long time.

"Old Qiao, where's Xiao Er's soup?"

Ms. Liu was guarding her new son in the ward. His wife said he went out to get soup, but he didn't come back after half an hour, so he hurried out to find someone.

"I'll get it right away." Hearing the voice, Old Qiao turned around and waved to his wife: "It's Xiao Qiao's call. This kid has gone abroad recently, no wonder we haven't been able to contact him."

"Mobai, call me quickly!"

When Ms. Liu heard that her son had called, she rushed over immediately, chopped off the phone in Old Qiao's hand, took it to her ear and opened her mouth, and shouted: "You brat, are you looking for a cigarette? Someone came to explain the funeral, your father said that you went abroad to be chic, you tell me, do you fancy foreigners again?!"

Qiao Mobai listened to Ms. Liu's loud voice, and touched her face dumbfoundingly: "My Ms. Liu, don't worry, your son is going to be single to accompany you two elders all his life, let's go over the foreign affairs first." Let's do it."

"Whoever wants you to be single and rely on me for the rest of your life, you can find anyone, if you dare to find a foreigner and come back, I will break your legs!"

Ms. Liu gave birth to such a son. He has been smart since he was a child. Greasy stinking man.

As a result, all the way to the university, Comrade Xiao Qiao was completely unaware of the three souls and seven senses. He was still single at the age of 20, and he had never even had a girl he liked.

Only then did Ms. Liu start to reflect on whether she had been a little too strict in those years. She gritted her teeth and organized a tour group for him, letting him go wild for two months alone.

Something happened in this field. Two months later, when I returned home, it looked like a tail had grown from the back of my buttocks. A foreigner followed him and closed the door, saying that he wanted to marry Xiao Qiao.

Ms. Liu looked at the body of the foreigner who was taller than her own son, the face with more beard than her own son, and the golden hair.Turning around, he used the mop to discount the tail behind Xiao Qiao's colleague's buttocks.

After the tail was discounted, there was no more content, and no one dared to come to propose marriage, but Comrade Xiao Qiao has been wild until now.

For the sake of her son, Ms. Liu used her presbyopic eyes to search online for half a month like young people, and finally found out that her son hadn't been misled by foreigners.

It's inborn to like boys. He can't open all his senses, and when he opens them, they open crookedly.

Ms. Liu has hated that foreign devil for so many years, and she wholeheartedly believes that Comrade Xiao Qiao, who was blamed by that foreigner, didn't open up well when he was enlightened.

Now she has only one wish. Comrade Xiao Qiao can find any partner, but she can't find foreigners.

This also led to every time she suspected that Xiao Qiao's colleague was in a relationship, she had to remind her not to want a foreigner wife.

"Don't worry about it ten thousand times."

Qiao Mobai smiled, caught a glimpse of a tall figure standing at the door of the room listening to the corner of the wall, glanced at him and ignored him.

"Mobai, mom has encountered a difficult problem recently, what do you think about adopting another son at this age?"

After Ms. Liu finished speaking, she immediately followed up and said, "Don't reply me in a hurry, I'm just talking about a random thought, if you don't like it, forget it."

'This matter... beep..." Before Qiao Mobai could finish his sentence, the phone next to his ear turned into a busy signal, and when he took it down, the signal was cut off.

Opening the updated live broadcast app, Qiao Mobai saw a new notification in his background personal message.

"Congratulations to the anchor, your points can now be redeemed, please click the redemption channel in the upper right corner to enter."

The person who had just been hung up by Ms. Liu turned off the exchange channel without any mood, and directly opened the live broadcast room, watching the number of viewers in the upper left corner constantly changing. Qiao Mobai looked at the camera and stared at the upper right of the screen without saying a word angular no-signal format.

"The anchor is in a daze?"

"Did the anchor click on the wrong software?"

"Wow, the anchor lived another day, congratulations!"

The inexplicable comments of the audience rolled up one by one, Qiao Mobai glanced at it, picked up the phone and walked towards the pool.

There is a mirror there, and he pointed the phone screen at the mirror, stood in front of the mirror and watched the phone screen reflected on the mirror; "Everyone, there is no signal in the upper right corner, no network."

"The first time I saw the host's screen, I always thought it was a filming scene."

"Plus one, the anchor's atmosphere is so lively, it always makes me forget that he is really in jail."

"Mobile phone with no signal, strange prison, sick inmates, prison guards who are beaten, the anchor commits suicide!"

"Go upstairs, kill yourself first and show labor and management."

Qiao Mobai turned the phone over to point at his face, and saw the quarreling audience in the comments: "Shh, don't make trouble, I just talked to my parents on the phone, and the phone suddenly had a short signal before the live broadcast."

"What does the host want to say?"

"The anchor has a new idea!!! Say it!"

"Hold your boyfriend tight, trembling and waiting for the anchor's new decision."

Qiao Mobai bent his fingers and tapped the screen: "Everyone, how did you check Zeng Dong's news? No one has told me the following, so I decided to provide you with the identities of a few more people."

The first person he chose was that certain lunatic standing at the door and eavesdropping openly.

The camera turned a half circle in the air and turned to the man: "Who are you?"

"Desolate mastiff, the person you like."

The wild mastiff said the word "like", raised his arm, and pointed at the back of the camera.

"Hahahahaha, I want to see the face of the host at this moment!"

"I haven't seen you all night, and the anchor has someone in prison. What kind of world is this???" Heaven unfairly gifted the anchor 1000 hearts, asking for a tutorial on flirting.

A face protruded from the back of the camera, and the enlarged face was facing the screen, looking at the jokes in the comments: "This guy is the prisoner in Room 11, I temporarily stayed with him for a night last night, don't talk nonsense. "

The author has something to say: Ms. Liu: Foreigners are so tall and strong, I just want a daughter-in-law, not a son-in-law