Quickly wear the female supporting role: the male protagonist's plot is broken

Chapter 180 Deep Routine in the Online Game World ()
The police station explained for a long time, and then called out the kid who wanted to die, and even said that it was a picture and a video, and it took a long time to clear up the misunderstanding.

It turned out that Song Yun's TV was broken. This TV was the latest model of high-smart TV sent to her by her hair Xiaochaoqun. The parts in it were also very complicated. She even found several electrical repair masters, but They don't know how to repair, so they have no choice but to buy parts to repair by themselves. Since this TV was developed by Chaoqun's classmate's studio, many parts are different. Originally, Chaoqun asked her to add her classmate's WeChat to ask, but some Song Yun, who is a little introverted, doesn't want it!
As a result, Chaoqun became the microphone between them, but Chaoqun, a big maha, could make a mistake in every word he sent!

Obviously, what people told her was chip components and No. screws, and then she directly fused them into chip screws, which perfectly contributed to this misunderstanding.

"Come here and sign. Be careful next time, and don't make such a misunderstanding again."

Facing the police uncle's instruction, Song Yun and Chao Qun nodded their heads like elementary school chickens, and Han Shuo laughed at the appearance of wanting to write a -word self-criticism immediately.

"that."

Before Han Shuo could finish his sentence, he saw the two people who were fighting in front of him turn their heads together and looked at him with what he thought was a very vicious look.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you." The serious man suddenly smiled gently, and his aura suddenly became less tense, and the hostility between the two people opposite was not so deep visible to the naked eye.

"It's all right, it's all Song Song's fault, I can't even say a word!"

Song Yun, who was pulled out innocently to block the gun, was dumbfounded, what about the sisters who were agreed to be better than the sky?Turn around and sell it?
"What's wrong with me? It's not you spreading the word!"

"It's not that you speak so loudly, you are heard!"

"It's obviously you!"

"It's you, it's you!"

The slapstick style of elementary school chickens started again.

Han Shuo: .
"Cough" coughed lightly, and the two who were still fighting realized that there was someone beside them, and stopped instantly, especially Song Yun was hiding behind Chao Qun.

"It's my fault, I misunderstood."

"Well, isn't yours broken, can't you find a master to fix it? The master in our company's maintenance department should be able to fix it for you."

To be honest, he still didn't quite believe it, it was all a coincidence.

It wasn't until he stood at Song Yun's house and watched the three repairmen helpless in the face of a dismantled TV set that he finally believed it.

"Well, Mr. Han, this lady, I'm sorry, or else you should buy another TV, we are so ignorant."

"Uh, I don't blame you guys, it's because I added too many 'little ideas here' when I was cultivating, hehehe." Song Yun was really a little embarrassed.

"I'll just buy another one, thank you for your hard work!"

Han Shuo's brows trembled. This is the result of repairing the machine by himself. He really didn't worry about it blindly. Fortunately, the object was not his family's shelter. A square cabin that is garishly pasted and painted pink.

"By the way, you also play Big Dream Jianghu?"

Song Yun's eyes lit up when he mentioned the game, the subconscious joy couldn't be concealed from others.

"Yes, I like your company's Dream Jianghu game very much." Now he finally let go of his guard, and even brought a trace of admiration to him.

"Thank you for your support to Dameng Jianghu. How about this, you give me your account number, and I will ask the technical department to send you some props. Take it as my compensation for the trouble this incident has caused you."

"Well, can I ask for a prop? Don't worry, I won't ask too much!"

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[System] Your special attention, apprentice Wuming is online, go and say hello with him!

As soon as Han Shuo went online, he saw that his mailbox was about to explode, and it was all messages sent to him by Song Yun.

Don't die: Apprentice, are you there?Is it invisible or not online?

Don't die: when are you going online?Remember to find me online!

Don't die: It's been three hours, are you online today?

Hurry up to edit the message, click send, and then receive her reply message in seconds.

Do not die: where are you?Send me the location!
Within two seconds of sending the positioning, a figure was teleported out of nowhere in the open space in front of him, and it was still in the long purple dress with frowning eyebrows.

Although there were no more expressions on his face, he could vaguely see some impatience after waiting for a long time.

"Why are you online so late today?"

"Sorry master, I didn't know you were waiting for me. I have something to do tonight." Do I want to tell you that I will work overtime at night to study the new activity of Dameng? ? ?

"Master, what's the matter? Has something happened?"

Amid Han Shuo's doubts, Song Yun handed him the thing that had been forged all night, "Here, this is for you."

A silver-black weapon that looks like a bow and a bit like a pistol.

"this is?"

(End of this chapter)