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Chapter 154 Little Meng, You've Lost Weight (3)
Get rid of everyone, leaving only Yushuang who is loyal to him.

Dong Meng took a deep breath and decided to tell the truth, unlocked the phone, and called up the photos taken before. Fortunately, the phone was turned off before, and now there are more than half of the battery left.

The old lady and Dong Hong looked at the thing in Dong Meng's hand in shock, neither of them understood what it was?But it didn't prevent them from understanding that this thing was closely related to what Dongmeng was about to say.

Putting the photos in front of the two of them, looking at the pictures of high-rise buildings, they didn't understand what was in the small frame, it was so real but they had never seen it before.

Dong Meng pulled Yushuang to her side, and borrowed the girl's words: "Yushuang once dreamed that I died unexpectedly. Actually, this is not a dream but a real thing that happened."

The old lady patted her chest in shock: "I often dream of this dream, but I always feel unlucky, so I didn't say it."

Dong Hong also looked at his mother incredulously: "I have had this kind of dream too." Dong Meng spread her hands and said helplessly: "You understand, the dream that so many people are dreaming at the same time is not a dream at all, but reality. , I was killed by a meteorite flying from outside the sky, and I traveled to an inexplicable country, which is actually the future era."

The old lady rubbed her temples and waved her hands: "It's very messy, please speak slowly, I don't quite understand for a while, you mean, you have already died once?"

Dong Meng nodded and then shook his head: "It should be said that I did die once before, but this body is recovering."

Dongmeng told everything, and the little girl Yushuang was very melancholy listening to it. The experienced prime minister and the old lady were not much better. They followed Dongmeng's story and clapped their hands with emotion.

The female general is indeed a person who has written the script. Everything she said is reasonable and reasonable. Even if Dong Hong doesn't believe it, she can't find any loopholes.

After hearing the story, the prime minister said with a sullen face: "It means that in that era, you had a private life with someone without the words of your parents?"

Dong Meng coughed and mentioned this incident, and she was really guilty, but the old lady was very open-minded: "I don't even have anyone to rely on in that unfamiliar place. It's reasonable to do so, why do you blame her?"

Dong Hong wanted to say more, but the old lady glared: "It's your father's negligence to say that, why don't you go to her?"

Dong Hong was helpless, this old lady was really partial to Dong Meng to the point of anger.

Then Dongmeng went on to talk in detail about the history of her family fortune in modern times and the father who looks like her father in modern times. Of course, she didn’t forget to tell the story of how she showed her power in the green field and raised the country’s prestige.

Just like this, several people accepted the reality that Dongmeng is a time traveler in a daze. No matter how hearty the old lady was, she didn't know what to say in the end, after all, she had received too much information.

Dong Hong spent his whole life as a prime minister, so he had seen enough things, but he had never seen or even heard of such a thing. In the end, he even forgot to blame Dong Meng for why the oiran competition was held.

After leaving the room door, Yushuang exclaimed: "Miss, you are still playing the role of a bustard?"

Dong Meng gave a dry cough, although it was similar in nature, but he couldn't let others misunderstand it like this, and hurriedly explained: "Manager, we call it a manager, not a bustard. The bustard is usually in nightclubs, and they are named Mama Sang."

But no matter how eloquent Dong Meng is, this stubborn little girl insists that her young lady has failed in her studies, so she firmly asks that if she crosses over again next time, she must always stand by her side and not just sit by. Watching Dongmeng go astray.

Dong Meng reluctantly agrees, but she thinks in her heart that she probably won't have the chance to time travel again in this life, and Yushuang is just worrying about eating radishes. If there is a next time, I can consider taking her to see the world, so as not to make a fuss in the future. Always say that the lady can't.

The day after tomorrow is the oiran competition, this time the prince sent capable staff to give advice, vowing to make the oiran competition a grand one.

It's a pity that although they are determined, they have no work experience. It's too old-fashioned to say whether it's done well or not. Dong Meng finds it boring to watch the oiran talent show turn into a vulgar appraiser of talented women.

But Zhong listened to their plans, old-fashioned and sluggish, but Dong Meng thought of some of the current talent shows, those so-and-so girls, such-and-such good voices, which one didn't attract tens of millions of viewers to vote for, and the judges were not only likely to choose her side It's not fair, the quality of the girls in Hualou is uneven, and there is no way to choose a uniform standard. After all, some girls sing well but dance only so-so, and there is a girl who dances softly but has a male duck voice.

If you let those modern people contract this competition, you can really come up with something unique.

Dong Meng rested her chin and thought, a scream came from her ear, and the sound came from her own gift, and there was only little girl Yushuang there.

Dong Meng hurriedly checked, and saw Yushuang pointing at an object on Dong Meng's bed with trembling fingers, and panicked, "Miss, there are monsters!"

Dong Meng saw that it was her notebook, and she didn't know when it was opened. There was a little bit inside, and the screen was bright at the moment. From the perspective of these little girls who have never been in contact with them, it might be a monster.

Dong Meng hurriedly comforted Yushuang: "Don't worry, this is something I brought from that place."

Only then did Yushuang feel relieved, patted her chest, and said coquettishly, "Miss scared the servant to death."

Dong Meng patted Yushuang's shoulder with a smile, approached her and was about to turn off the computer, but suddenly froze: "What's going on?"

Dongmeng's notebook has a wireless network card setting, but why can it be connected to the Internet without a LAN.

Dong Meng was shocked by this thought, thought it was her hallucination, hurriedly opened the browser, clicked on Du Niang, unexpectedly the page was refreshed perfectly.

Dong Meng muttered to herself, and patted her face lightly: "No, all this is an illusion, it must be my illusion."

If the overlay LAN works here too, then...

In order to verify her conjecture, Dong Meng took out her mobile phone from her pocket, dialed a number she knew by heart, and there was a ringtone on the other end of the phone.

Dong Meng was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear. On the one hand, she thought it was a dream, but on the other hand, she was afraid of the reality after waking up from the dream, so she couldn't help but freeze in place.

Just when Dongmeng was about to give up, the other end suddenly connected.

A familiar voice rang in my ears, but it seemed tired and lonely, which was very different from the clear and bright past.

Dongmeng could imagine how the man would look for him after he disappeared, and how exhausted he would be physically and mentally.

(End of this chapter)