Yan Xi stared at the red spot on the monitoring, as if she had taken away the backbone. She was soft and shook twice. She almost didn't stand firm. She took a deep breath and stared at the steamed stuffed bun in front of her. "You're lying to me, aren't you? This is the dressing room. How can there be monitoring!"

"This is the dressing room. Yes, but in order to ensure the safety of children and parents, our school will place monitoring at the entrance of the dressing room, and there is a separate dressing room from here to facilitate everyone to change clothes without exposure." little Lori stood behind Yan Xi like an angel, especially pointing to the doors of the dressing room.

Yan Xi's face collapsed. She covered her mouth with disbelief and even regret.

When she came in just now, she only dreamed about the future, but didn't look at the doors carefully.

She took it for granted that those doors were the doors of the cabinet, but she didn't think there were other possibilities.

Calculated, calculated by two cubs!

Yan Xi was unwilling. She pursed her lips, opened her eyes angrily, pointed to the steamed stuffed bun and said coldly, "I think you're lying to me. There must be no live broadcast. How can the monitoring be connected to the live broadcast?"

Little steamed stuffed bun hugged his arm and shrugged his shoulders. He stared at Yan Xi like a fool and raised his eyebrows. "Aunt, you don't mean you don't exist. Science and technology is developing rapidly. As long as we design a program, we can start it through the program and put the monitoring here directly in the microblog live room."

"Yes, this is my brother's patent. All the monitoring in our school can be connected to microblog. It's good if he controls his mobile phone. When we talk now, all the brothers and sisters of microblog can see it." little Lori explained seriously.

The actor held his head, shook his head and shook his head. "No, it's definitely not. You're lying to me. You're just two five-year-old cubs. How can you understand this?"

"We are children, but not all people can bully children." little Laurie said, jumping to the other wall, stood on the small chair, raised her white fat hand over her head and touched a picture on the river.

The next moment, the painting moved to the left, and then an LCD TV appeared in front of Yan Xi.

Little Lori's hand lit the TV switch again, then carefully came down from the chair and said to little steamed stuffed bun, "brother, you can connect to the Internet."

Little steamed stuffed bun nodded, turned on mobile wifi and connected to TV.

"This is the TV in the dressing room equipped by the school, which is convenient to rest in the dressing room. Aunt can now see your performance on microblog." little Laurie said, moved a square small sofa stool next to her and sat down.

Yan Xi was shocked and speechless.

She never thought that two five-year-old children knew so much.

But what shocked her next was the content on the microblog.

Sure enough, they were in the studio.

And the HD camera is live.

The number of viewers in the live studio has been rising. At present, 200000 people are watching.

The barrage area is quite wonderful. Some people are even painting gifts. Unwilling to act, they stand up and stare at the barrage area.

Now a user named pangdahai brushed a rocket, and then Yan Xi's black powder in the barrage area began to scold her.

"Wow, that's great. Miss Yan Xi's face can really be avoided. She even threatened two children."

"Before I became a stepmother, I planned to let people get out. Sister, does your face hurt?"

"At your level, red is rubbish!"

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