Tang Yu slowly walked down the stairs. At this time, Tang's mother was still in Tang Qiao's room, and Tang's father was the only one in the living room, wearing casual clothes at home, sitting on the sofa watching TV.

He noticed Tang Yu's arrival, turned his head, looked at it, and smiled and said, "How do you understand the new project?"

Tang Yu raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's okay to understand."

"Um."

Maybe because he knew Tang Yu's ability, Tang's father did not ask too much and continued to watch TV.

Tang’s father had his own rules of conducting things. People could never grow up in doubt. They could complete tasks better without giving them a certain amount of trust and affirmation.

Tang Yu, who was bored, looked at the TV scene in front of him.

Judging from the dressing style of the characters inside, it should be an anti-Japanese film.

It was fine at the beginning, but Tang Yu didn't feel anything unusual. Until he saw a burly man stepping forward in two steps and tearing a rb soldier into two halves from the middle, he suddenly became uneasy.

Mom, are the brainless screenwriters who don’t distinguish between the world?

Unexpectedly, when I traveled to another world, I still couldn't get rid of the shadow of the anti-Japanese drama.

Tang Yu felt it was a bit eye-catching.

However, Tang's father sat on the sofa and watched with relish, without blinking.

With a very strong temperament, he was with his father Tang to watch.

Mr. Tang looked at him in confusion: "Don't you like watching this kind of movie?"

Tang Yu pursed his lips and sighed, "It's boring, just take a look."

After hearing this, Tang's father said oh, and did not speak again, until Tang's mother and Tang Qiao walked downstairs and prepared for supper.

At this time, Tang Yu, as if he was relieved, quickly stood up from the sofa and walked towards the restaurant.

The family of four sat down separately.

Tang Qiao looked uninterested, as if he had suffered some blow.

Tang's mother, who was sitting next to her, was whispering to comfort her.

Tang Yu looked up at them, feeling that the conversation between the mother and daughter was nothing to do with him, so he lowered his head and continued to eat.

"Jojo, they don't like your songs, that's because they have no eyes..."

"puff……"

Tang Yu couldn't help it for a moment.

The atmosphere on the dining table suddenly became awkward.

The three father Tang, mother Tang and Tang Qiao looked at Tang Yu who was busy wiping his mouth.

Tang Yu blinked: "What's wrong?"

Tang's father didn't say anything, while Tang's mother looked at him with anger.

Tang Qiao turned to look at him: "What are you laughing at?"

Tang Yu wiped his mouth calmly when he heard this. After seeing Tang's mother's gaze, he whispered: "It's nothing, I suddenly thought of something happy..."

Tang Qiao was not willing to believe it and asked, "Ha, what's the happy thing?"

In response to this, Tang Yu continued to pretend to be stupid and blinked: "Uh, there is no need to tell you this... is it?"

Tang Qiao was speechless about this.

This was said, and it was all her motivation to continue asking questions.

Tang's mother quickly calmed down the atmosphere and comforted her: "Okay, don't be upset. Eat something. Don't you still have to practice guitar later? Mom just heard it and played very well..."

"Hiss~"

A strange sound came from a certain direction of the dining table again.

Tang Qiao was in a bad mood and immediately burst out and glared at Tang Yu: "Why are you laughing at?"

"Forehead……"

Tang Yu swears to the sky that he just thinks the soup is too hot and can't bear it, and he really doesn't want to laugh.

Before he could explain, Tang Qiao didn't wait for him.

"I know, you have always looked down on my ideals and think that my star dream is a delusion, but so what?"

Her tone was very aggrieved when she spoke.

"What's wrong with me like to be a star? What's wrong with me like to sing? Why do you look down on me?"

After saying that, she threw the chopsticks on the table, turned around and left angrily, and walked upstairs.

Tang's father looked solemn, put down his chopsticks, looked at Tang Yu, and said nothing.

Tang's mother didn't have so many concerns and said angrily: "Tang Yu, you are really too much this time. Qiao Qiao was in a bad mood at first, and you even provoked her. Do you have to make your sister so angry that she never goes home before she will give up?"

Tang Yu wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Tang's mother.

"I don't care. You should persuade your sister quickly, otherwise you will move out from today, and your father and I will also act like you don't have your son!"

"this……"

When Tang's father heard this, he turned his head and looked at Tang's mother with a bad face. He was about to say a few words, but was kicked by Tang's mother.

He frowned and decided to shut up and not talk.

"That...I..."

Tang Yu looked at Tang's mother who was angry and was about to speak when a system prompt sound came from his ear.

"Trigger the task."

"Task content: Mediation of the relationship with my sister Tang Qiao.

Task objective: good intimacy, current (poor)

Mission Reward: Randomly obtain permanent purchase permission for the lottery items."

“Do you receive it?”

When Tang Yu heard this system prompt, he was stunned.

He never expected that the system would get involved at this time.

What else is there to say?

You have to agree.

After choosing the option of "Yes", Tang Yu sighed and said, "Since you said that, I have no choice. I will go up and comfort her."

Finally, he continued to speak: "But I explained in advance that I don't guarantee whether I can comfort her..."

Tang’s father and mother didn’t say anything, just looked at him quietly.

Tang Yu touched his forehead, put down the bowls and chopsticks, got up and walked upstairs.

"I can't even see the system anymore... Did I deliberately target that little girl?"

Tang Yu muttered in his heart, thinking that he had been misunderstood.

Ask yourself, he didn't mean it just now, it was purely careless.

When I arrived at the corridor on the second floor, Tang Qiao's door was closed.

Obviously, Tang Qiao, who is currently in a mood, does not intend to meet anyone.

Especially Tang Yu.

Tang Yu knew this very well, but he had his own way to continue up the stairs.

In the room, Tang Qiao was violently violent at the bear doll in anger, and was still muttering about the words that she wanted to be blocked by Dianniang.

Looking at her cruel appearance, she wished she could split the bear doll with the words "Tang Yu" in her hand.

After venting her breath, her mood calmed down a little.

Sitting beside the bed, my body looked a little thin, which made people feel pity when I saw it.

Somehow she thought of, she picked up the guitar placed by the bed and played it slowly according to the music score in her memory.

I just played a piece of the story, but with a muffled "puff", there was a movement from the other side of the balcony.

It seemed like something fell off.

Tang Qiao looked up in that direction, not caring much.

The balcony is where she waters flowers and plants in her spare time. Now she is in a depressed mood, so how can she have the heart to care about the things on the balcony?

Just as I was about to continue playing, the door connecting the balcony was pushed open.

It was accompanied by a voice that made Tang Qiao very annoying.
Chapter completed!