The Little Radio Guy Refuses to Be Handed Over

As a family heirloom, Qiao Yinyin has always been very happy. Until the surprisingly lazy radio player Qiao Yinyin vaguely heard the word "hand in" in his sleep. What? Turn it in? Being locked in a glass cabinet and being pointed at? Qiao Yinyin suddenly woke up, terrified. No! I'm very useful! I know a lot of skills! Don't hand me over! —— Just after attending her grandma's funeral, Qiao Yusui was stalked by a little kid before she could take a breath. "I heard that you want to hand me over?" With tears in her eyes, Qiao Yinyin hugged Qiao Yusui's thigh and cried, "I'm very useful. I can forecast the weather, play songs, sing Peking Opera, Huangmei Opera, Cantonese Opera, tell stories, tell news, and tell current affairs. I can also gossip! Don't hand me in!" Qiao Yusui sneered: I'm sorry, in this case, any sensible person would choose to hand it over. So, what about the police? Whose little brat is missing? Come and claim it! Subordinate: Well, boss, she was found in a tightly sealed secret room where the batch of antiques to be handed over were kept. Later—— Qiao Yinyin: No need for you to take action, I will hand myself over myself~ Goodbye, I'm leaving today! Qiao Yusui:...? You dare! Note: This article is fictitious Purpose: Prosperity, Democracy, Civilization and Harmony