"Have I told you that I am actually good at cooking?"

When Ling Xize heard the sound, he supported her with one hand, looked at her carefully, and asked sincerely: "Is it the kind of 'fried kitchen' the kind that is 'can't'?"

It is rare to be honest, and I didn't expect to wait for such a joke. Si Sheng narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Do you want to spend this New Year lying down?"

"Why don't you show off?"

Ling Xize laughed silently and asked as she wanted.

Unexpectedly, after Ling Xize interrupted, Si Sheng was still unhappy, "Go to make your white porridge."

“…”

Ling Xize, who had never thought she would take action, smiled helplessly and turned around and went out.

The wind blowing from the window was cool, and it was a little cold when it passed by her hair and cheeks. The door was not closed, and Ling Xize was busy working in the kitchen, and occasionally a little noise came in.

After sweeping away the unhappiness, Si Sheng's eyebrows and eyes gradually became cold, and he reached out to find his phone by the pillow.

A phone call was made.

"Uncle Master?"

The voice of answering the phone was very young, and there was a little doubt in his clear voice.

He lifted the quilt and stood up. Si Sheng put on his coat and closed the door before he spoke coldly and asked, "How are you staring at the person you are asking you to stare?"

"You said you only focus on it, no matter what, they have traded privately several times, no problem, I'm not so alert recently." The young man mentioned the serious matter and replied seriously, "The person you are looking for is said to have been in a lockdown recently, and it is impossible to verify whether it is true."

They only involve connections in the northwest, and once they leave the northwest, they are no longer within their ability.

Closing the city?

Squinted his eyes, Si Sheng's expression became more and more indifferent, and he ordered: "Let De Xiuzhai pay attention."

"Okay."

The young man Malier agreed.

After a while, the young man asked again: "Uncle Master, do you have any instructions?"

After thinking for a while, Si Sheng stretched his eyebrows and asked, "How is my store business?"

"Just..." The young man was silent for a moment, then coughed lightly, "Just, rely on my face and Xiao Hei to attract customers."

“Pretty dress.”

"...Oh." The young man was physically and mentally injured, but because he was used to it, he recovered in a second. He hurriedly asked, "We all miss you, when will you come back?"

Si Sheng paused, glanced at the next bedroom, and said softly: "It's soon."

*

After washing up, Si Sheng entered the living room.

Ling Xize has already served her lunch on the table.

It’s really porridge, but it’s not white porridge, but lean eggs and lean meat porridge. I don’t know if it was made by Xiao Ni, Chu Luo, or it was made by Ling Xize.

"You drank on an empty stomach last night and didn't eat this morning, so eat some porridge first." Ling Xize explained.

"oh."

Si Sheng responded slowly, walked to the dining table and sat down.

As soon as she picked up the spoon, the ringtone of her cell phone rang.

After putting the spoon, Si Sheng took out his phone and saw that the note was Chu Luo, he was inevitably a little surprised.

"What's wrong?"

After answering, Si Sheng asked inexplicably.

Chu Luo didn't say hello to her and asked herself, "Are you awake?"

The tone was a little anxious.

"Um."

"Open the TV! Military Channel!" Chu Luo spoke to her in a stressed tone.

Even if the speakerphone was not turned on, Ling Xize on the side could hear this sound.

Si Sheng glanced at Ling Xize.

Ling Xize consciously picked up the remote control, turned on the TV, and after a brief wait for the boot process, he slowly looked for the military channel.

Clicking on the hands-free, Si Sheng put his phone on the desktop, picked up the porridge bowl, and asked Chu Luo, "What's the situation?"

Chu Luo's voice was silent for two seconds.

Then, she said, "It's probably zero that's on the hot search again."

“…”

Si Sheng subconsciously looked at Ling Xize.

When she was swept by her eyes, Ling Xize seemed quite innocent, "I did nothing."

Zero has a hot search physique, what does it have to do with him?

Seeing that he was sure of it, Si Sheng withdrew his gaze skeptically.

At this time, Chu Luo began to explain, "The Little White Dove is on the military channel. The reason is that the peacekeeping troops interviewed two days ago have a copy."

"cough--"

Si Sheng was almost choked by the porridge that had just been eaten.

Chu Luo continued: "As soon as it was broadcast in the morning, it caused a huge uproar on the Internet. Several hot searches were posted, and the major military media and party media forwarded it. The afternoon was replayed, and it was almost this time. Look, is there any?"

The TV finally switched to the military channel.

After putting the spoon, Si Sheng turned his head slightly and looked at the TV.

In less than half a minute, I cut into the interview with the peacekeeping force.

Tomorrow, New Year's Eve, the atmosphere of the New Year is quite strong. This time, it is a special interview, with the theme of interviews and peacekeeping, reporting on their lives, food, clothing, housing and transportation, daily training, daily tasks, etc.

It was a sunny but barren land. They wore unified peacekeeping uniforms and blue berets, and they were trained and arranged step by step. Life seemed difficult, dull, boring, but extremely fulfilling.

In the occasionally flashing scene, Si Sheng saw several familiar faces.

In a certain shot, behind the host, a sharp and harsh whistle sounded on an empty ground.

“Beep—beep—beep—”

Then, the soldiers came from all directions and gathered in a row. They were tall and heroic, all of them were female soldiers.

A female team carrying a whistle walked into the camera, and the bright sunshine fell from her head. Her smile was lazy and casual, and the smile on her eyebrows also had a bit of a slutty smell.

The camera flashed past.

Later on—

The camera switches to the dormitory, the dormitory with difficult conditions but neat housework, which is in line with everyone's fantasy of military dormitories.

But, in such a dormitory, every bed with square quilts is placed on it.

——Comic, "Little White Dove".

No matter how many dormitories you switch, they are exactly the same.

Everyone has a copy of "Little White Dove".

Even the reporters interviewed were shocked. After explaining the surprise caused by this scene in the background, they specially found the person in charge stationed here to ask about the situation.

The answer given was: "This is our true story. The author is a friend of one of us female officers. As for these books, the author found a way to check them out."

Afterwards, the program started a sensation and spent a minute recording Zero's appeal, influence, and the creation and sales of "Little White Dove"...

Officially sought after.

When he saw the front, Si Sheng was glad that Mo Shangyun could receive the book successfully, but when he saw it behind... he was a little confused.

Isn't it good to be a serious news program?

...

Outside the house, snowflakes rose at some point.

At first it was sparse, one by one. Soon, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, falling down, connecting them into a piece, covering their sight.

The program is finished.

In the living room, there was peace and tranquility, with only the sound of the TV.

Si Sheng and Ling Xize looked at each other.

After a while, Ling Xize put the remote control on and looked at her leisurely, "Congratulations, the New Year is the hot search."

“…Thank you.”

Si Sheng gave a reply without a smile.
To be continued...