A twelve-inch TV is far too small for Feng Qingxue, who has seen sixty-inch high-definition LCD screens, and the picture isn't very clear, but it still attracts the locals of Wanglou Brigade, creating a scene reminiscent of a movie.
A bamboo pole stands at the office entrance, hanging a bulb that emits a dim, yellow light, illuminating the tightly packed crowd.
"Luckily, I didn't put the TV at home," Feng Qingxue thought quietly upon seeing this.
As she was looking for someone in the dim light, the TV screen suddenly went dark and turned to static.
The audience in the front row became anxious, "Oh dear, Xibao, come and see, why is there no one? Where did the people go?"
"The signal is poor," Xibao hurriedly went forward to adjust. After adjusting for a while, the static disappeared, and people appeared, but it was the news broadcast at seven o'clock sharp, a program that only started this July.
