I Have Amnesia, Don't Be Noisy!

Tell the buns around you a bedtime story... tell a bedtime story... a bedtime story...

The older brothers and sisters were a little dumbfounded, and the children were better. Mu Sha looked at Mu Chen, who was a head taller beside her, and couldn't help showing a disgusted expression at the thought of telling a story to such a big brother.

"What are you doing with such an expression?" Seeing his sister's disgusted expression, Mu Chen curled his lips and choked on her, "Do you know what this part of the show is going to do? It's to bridge the gap between siblings."

In the later stage, I typed out "The Gap of Family Love" and rolled it behind, and also changed Mu Chen's voice into a rough electronic sound, repeating it loudly.At the same time, the camera turned to Mu Sha's face, which was full of lovelessness.

"I think the gap between family relationships will be even bigger after telling the story." Mu Sha rolled her eyes.Of course, because of her good looks, the goddess rolling her eyes is still a goddess.

The scene turned to Wen Qing, because they got the mahjong room from the Zhong brothers, the two girls were safe at night, but it was a bit noisy.After closing the door, you can still hear the sound of playing mahjong downstairs.

"A bedtime story..." Wen Qing sat on the edge of the bed, stroking her sister's head.Wen Yu got motion sickness on the bus today. After resting for such a long time, she is much better, but her face is still a little bad. "Are you still dizzy?"

"I'm not dizzy anymore." Wen Yu looked at her sister with bright eyes. She is young and her skin looks very tender. It seems that she has a soft light effect under the lens. The audience couldn't help shouting that she is cute.

"Then let's go to bed." Wen Qing turned off the lights, and the camera couldn't capture the situation in the house. She got into bed and hugged her sister, "What story should I tell? Let's talk about the original novel of "The Legend of Concubine Shu". I'll read it." I will recite it many times.”

"I've read it many times too." Wen Yu protested, the script was similar to the original, and there was no expectation at all.

Of course, there is no story to look forward to. The advantage is that my sister falls asleep after telling it for a while.

On Zhao Xu's side, because my sister is young, she can still sleep with her brother.After receiving the task, Zhao Xu sat in the yard and scratched his head, telling stories or something, as an athlete, he doesn't know how to do it! "Sister, come here, brother will tell you a bedtime story."

However, Zhao Yan, who got the "cock crowing dog thief" yard, was excitedly chasing chickens and dogs in the yard.

That vicious-looking vicious dog was rubbing against Zhao Yan's leg at the moment.Zhao Yan was standing on tiptoe, fished out a little fluffy chick from the inner fence, and held it in her hand.

"I don't want to sleep yet, what bedtime story should I tell?" Zhao Yan ignored her brother and put the chicken on the big dog's head.The big dog looked up, trying to see the little chicken, but couldn't.

"Chirp!" As if echoing what Zhao Yan said, the little chicken yelled, and the big dog followed suit, shaking the chicken down immediately.

The camera zoomed in and saw Zhao Yan happily running around in the yard, Zhao Xu sat on the side with his face in his hands helplessly, and changed ten moves in a row before his sister finally enjoyed the game and went to sleep.

"Once upon a time there was a king who..."

Although the process was tortuous, at any rate the story was successfully told.

The camera turned to the brothers of the Yu family, and the painting style suddenly changed.In the well-decorated living room, Yu Tang was holding a tall glass, which was half filled with the "Mengniu Energy Drink", one of the sponsors of the show.

"Character card said, let Baozi tell a bedtime story, tell me one." Yu Tang crossed his legs and raised his chin to his younger brother.

Yu Lin rolled his eyes: "Would you like to tell you the secret history of Dayu?"

Yu Tang raised his eyebrows slightly, walked over, picked up his younger brother, and put it on his shoulders: "I know the secret history of Dayu, I want to hear what the little girl in your kindergarten has to do with you."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yu Lin covered his face, there is a camera here, and if his brother said that, he would lose face all over the country.

Because this house is a high-end hotel, everything it needs is abundant, and Yu Tang even ordered a sumptuous supper to eat.It's completely different from the other pairs of bitter brothers.

The film crew was very helpless for the Yu family brothers who had completely misunderstood the mission requirements, and the TV audience was already bursting out laughing.

"Tell me quickly, just tell me the bedtime stories your mother read to you when you were a child." Yu Tang poked his sitting brother with his toe.

Little friend Yu Lin frowned, and began to tell the story with displeasure on his face: "Once upon a time there were three bears, a father bear, a mother bear, and a baby bear."

Yu Tang put his hands under his head, waiting for the next sentence, and he didn't say anything after waiting for a long time, while his younger brother had already thrown himself into the quilt, ready to sleep.

"And then?" Yu Tang kicked his younger brother's upturned butt.

"No more!" Yu Lin said seriously, he didn't like to listen to the bedtime stories his mother told him, and only remembered this sentence.

Yu Tang: "..."

In the later stage, he couldn't help typing "This is too much to deal with", forming a bullet screen and whistling behind Yu Tang's dumbfounded expression.

On the other side, the brothers of the Zhong family slept on a bamboo building with eight air leaks, looked up at the stars, and listened to the chirping of insects. It looked very romantic, but in fact...

"Brother, it's so cold..." Zhong Yibin said resentfully.

Zhong Jiabin was a little helpless, it was because he wanted to exchange with others in a gentlemanly manner, and now he started to regret it again.Stretching out his hand, he pulled his younger brother towards him: "Come to my side."

"No... No need..." Zhong Yibin froze for a moment, as a man who had bent over and his wife was still watching in front of the monitor, he felt a lot of pressure.

However, the audience was instantly excited by the big brother's words.

【Ah ah ah ah ah!Brother is so gentle! 】

【Come, come into my brother's arms! 】

【yooooooo~】

Regardless of his younger brother's expression of resistance, the eldest brother of the Zhong family pulled his younger brother to this side, and leaned in the middle himself.The closer it is, the warmer it will be.

"Brother, tell a story." In the strange atmosphere, Zhong Yibin suddenly remembered the task.

"En." The eldest brother of the Zhong family responded, closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep, without any intention of telling a story.

Seeing that his brother ignored him, Zhong Yibin stretched out a paw, called on his brother and pushed it: "Brother, don't sleep, tell a story."

The camera gave a close-up of Zhong Yibin's face, and the handsome face surrounded by the quilt was suddenly enlarged, and the father-in-law's sun hat, which was painted in a circle later, turned into a baby.

Matching words【Baby wants to listen to a bedtime story! 】

Zhong Jiabin opened his eyes helplessly, was silent for a moment, and said slowly in that deep and magnetic voice: "Once upon a time there were three little pigs who were going to build a house. One little pig chose to use straw as a house, and the second little pig chose to build a house with straw. I chose to make a house out of wood, and the third little pig chose to make a house out of bamboo..."

Zhong Yibin blinked, he had amnesia, he didn't remember this kind of children's story, but he felt something was wrong.

In the later stage, I helped him make a big arrow pointing to the house [made of bamboo] with eight air leaks.

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

Erbing: I don't want to hear about The Three Little Pigs

Chin Chin: Then what story do you want to hear?

Erbing: I want to hear you tell the story of the two little pigs

Chin Chin: What is the story of the two little pigs

Two cakes: a Zhong Xiaozhu and a Chu Xiaozhu, Zhong Xiaozhu built a house and ate Chu Xiaozhu<(￣ˇ￣)/