Ch 175: There’s a Monster in the Microphone
After the meal, Du Qingyang also packed a lunch box to send to Xiao Zheng and Lao Chen.
At the Police Station, Du Qingyang didn’t see Xiao Zheng and Lao Chen, but saw another police officer on duty.
The police officer on duty said that Xiao Zheng and Lao Chen were still in interrogation and couldn’t come out to see her.
Du Qingyang was puzzled. How could the interrogation take so long? Could it be that the swindler was too cunning and refused to confess? This wasn’t something Du Qingyang could manage. So, she put down the lunch box and left.
The next day, Du Qingyang brought Du Dawei, Fang Rong, Du Feipeng and the others to the Post Office.
The Post Office was still crowded. If you wanted to make a call, you had to wait in line. Du Qingyang reluctantly led her family to the back of the line.
If it weren’t to satisfy the Du Family’s curiosity, Du Qingyang wouldn’t have stepped into the Post Office. Just to make a call, you have to wait in line, this era…
The Du Family of three were unusually excited, not feeling tired from waiting in line at all, and even looking around.
The Post Office is really lively, even more lively than the street.
So many people like to make calls.
It seems that making a call is a very interesting thing.
If they had known, they would have come to the Post Office to make calls more often.
No, they usually don’t know who to call, so coming to the Post Office is useless.
Today they can make a call because of Xiang Zhihang.
Yesterday, Xiang Zhihang and An Wei had a phone call, and told An Wei the phone number of the hotel he was staying at, and asked An Wei to pass it on to Du Qingyang. If Qingyang is free, she can call him.
So, Du Qingyang brought the Du Family to the Post Office early in the morning. She was thinking that early in the morning, Xiang Zhihang would still be in the hotel and not out.
Fortunately, the speed of the line at the Post Office was quite fast, and before long, it was Du Qingyang’s turn.
It’s understandable. Making a call is charged by the minute, and it’s a two-way charge, so no one dares to chat for too long. The only ones who come to the Post Office to experience life are probably the Du Family. There’s no way around it, they are a Ten Thousand Yuan Household, so they can afford the phone bill.
Du Qingyang stepped forward and handed the prepared small note to the staff, with the phone number written inside.
As soon as the staff took it, they dialed the phone number inside.
Looking at the staff’s dedicated appearance, Du Qingyang felt sorry for him for three seconds. Every day, his job is to help people make phone calls, sitting for a whole day, how tiring.
Seeing the staff like this, Du Qingyang suddenly thought of the original novel, and the author who stopped updating the novel. In the last updated chapter, the author wrote a sentence at the end: Sitting in front of the computer every day to write is too tiring. The world is so big, she wants to go out and see it.
Perhaps the world is really too big, the original author hasn’t returned home, and until Du Qingyang transmigrated into the book, she didn’t see any more updates.
Du Qingyang sighed inwardly. She has transmigrated into the book for so long, I wonder if the author has updated it? Until now, she still misses the ending of this book.
“The call is connected, please go to the room to answer the phone.” The staff’s words interrupted Du Qingyang’s thoughts.
“Thank you!” Du Qingyang thanked him, and then prepared to enter the room with the Du Family.
“This… so many people can’t fit in the room.” The staff didn’t expect so many people, and kindly reminded them.
“It’s okay, we can squeeze in.” Du Feipeng, who was at the back, replied casually.
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However, the room was really too small, and they couldn’t squeeze in. There was no way, they could only open the room door. Du Dawei, Fang Rong, and Du Qingyang entered the room, and half of Du Feipeng’s body was exposed outside the room.
The door isn’t closed, there’s no privacy?
What privacy is needed? They came to experience life, and the phone call has no secrets.
The room is still a table, a chair, and a telephone. So, the Du Family all stood, and no one sat.
Du Qingyang picked up the microphone and heard a beep. After a while, someone answered the phone on the other end.
From when the staff helped to dial the phone to when they entered the room, Du Qingyang estimated that one or two minutes had passed. She really didn’t expect that it would take one or two minutes to connect a phone call.
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If it was in her original era, you could hang up the mobile phone in one or two minutes.
“Hello, who are you looking for?” A voice came from the microphone. Without guessing, it must be the front desk of the hotel.
Du Qingyang gave Xiang Zhihang’s room number and name.
The phone went silent, and she faintly heard someone running to find someone.
Du Qingyang handed the microphone to Fang Rong, so that she could talk to Xiang Zhihang later.
Fang Rong took it with both hands, and in her nervousness, she held the microphone upside down.
Du Qingyang was just about to correct Fang Rong’s way of holding it when a voice came from the microphone: “Hello, hello…”
Fang Rong was shocked and threw the microphone out directly, shouting: “Monster, monster!”
Du Qingyang reached out and supported her forehead.
Fortunately, the microphone was connected by a wire and wasn’t broken.
On the other end of the phone, Xiang Zhihang was stunned holding the microphone. Just now, he seemed to have heard a scream? And it seemed like someone was shouting “monster”? How could his magnetic voice sound like a monster? Xiang Zhihang raised his eyes to the sky, almost hanging up the phone directly.
Thinking about it again, could this phone call be from Qingyang? He should wait patiently.
On Du Qingyang’s side, she was explaining to Fang Rong that there was no monster on the phone, it was Xiang Zhihang speaking.
Du Qingyang picked up the microphone again and handed it to Fang Rong again.
But Fang Rong hesitated and didn’t dare to take it.
Du Qingyang handed the microphone to Du Dawei again. Du Dawei reached out, but then retracted his hand.
In the end, Du Feipeng took the microphone.
“Hello, what kind of monster are you?” Du Feipeng shouted into the microphone to embolden himself. Even if there was a monster on the phone, he wouldn’t be afraid!
Xiang Zhihang rolled his eyes, and almost wanted to hang up the phone again.
However, Xiang Zhihang faintly heard Du Qingyang’s voice on the phone just now. So, he endured it again.
“I’m Xiang Zhihang.” Xiang Zhihang replied, as he was the most normal one.
Du Feipeng also recognized Xiang Zhihang’s voice, and shouted excitedly to the Du Family: “Mom, it’s Xiang Zhihang, not a monster, don’t be afraid.”
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On the other end of the phone, Xiang Zhihang rolled his eyes again and again.
Hearing her son say this, Fang Rong’s courage also grew a little, and she took the microphone again. This time, she held it correctly, not upside down. However, she was still quite nervous, holding the microphone tightly with both hands, and asked, looking at the microphone: “Who are you?”
Yes, she was asking while looking at the microphone, not speaking into the microphone.
Du Qingyang couldn’t bear to watch anymore. Before they came, they had agreed to call Xiang Zhihang, but she still asked who the other party was?
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On the other end of the phone, Xiang Zhihang recognized Fang Rong’s voice and replied politely: “Auntie, I’m Xiang Zhihang.”
“It’s really Zhihang? How can you be in the microphone?”
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Xiang Zhihang didn’t know how to answer this question.
