Censorship Department of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television.
Wang Qun walked into the office with a dark face. Someone dared to blatantly ignore the ban on radio and television, which made him feel very humiliated. When he thought that this ban was suspected of being changed overnight, he became even more angry.
The employees of the Radio and Television Censorship Department were chatting and laughing, but when they suddenly saw Wang Qun's appearance, they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to say anything, and they sat in their seats without daring to move.
"Bell..."
The internal phone rang. When Wang Qun saw that it was Deputy Director Zhang, he quickly smiled and said, "Director Zhang, what are your instructions to me?"
"Well, you handled yesterday's matter very well. I also listened to the program that was reported and then resumed on Beijing Radio. The cross talk was pretty good. You handled it very well and in a timely manner!"
Even though he received praise from the leader, Wang Qun still felt like he had eaten shit, and he was so nauseous that he couldn't vomit it out.
Damn it! I gave the order to stop broadcasting, but within a week, I posted a statement on Weibo about losing power and humiliating the country!
That's not all, I haven't issued the re-broadcast order yet, but Beijing Radio has the gall to broadcast this program!
Although he was slapped in the face, Wang Qun believed that he could still regain his place. After all, the Radio and Television Censorship Department is the best at disgusting people!
Unexpectedly, when I was about to vent, the leader suddenly called and said that the program was revived very well. This caused Wang Qun to hit himself hard in the face with the fist he was about to swing out.
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Beijing Radio Station, Literary Channel Conference Room.
It’s time again to announce the listening ratings.
When Zhang Guodong came to the office with the listening rate statistics table, he glanced at Qin Hao subconsciously, with a complicated light shining in his eyes.
During this period of time, due to the suspension of "Quyi Zatan", the ratings of various programs have basically returned to their original rankings. Without Qin Hao as a ratings turmoil, everyone looked very relaxed.
"First place, zero distance from Xiaohan!" Zhang Guodong said, showing an encouraging smile to Li Xiaohan.
"Teacher Xiao Han is still so awesome. Without the troublemaker like Teacher Qin Hao, he finally returned to the first place!"
"Yes, the only person who can pose a threat to Teacher Xiaohan on the art channel now is Teacher Qin Hao."
"It's a pity to say that Teacher Qin Hao has such a straightforward temper that he can't bear a little grievance, alas!"
"The State Administration of Radio, Film and Television is no longer a thing. Since we have found out that there is no problem, if we don't hurry up and issue a resumption order, I don't know what we are waiting for!"
While everyone was discussing each other, Zhang Guodong's voice rang out again: "Third place, lunchtime story collection!"
"fourth place… "
Everyone realized something was wrong at this time, why didn't they announce the second place? They all cast doubtful eyes on Zhang Guodong. However, Zhang Guodong continued to announce as if he didn't see everyone's eyes.
It wasn't until the rankings of all twenty programs were announced that he left the meeting room with the statistics table in his hand.
boom! The conference room of the literary channel exploded at this time!
Many people were curious and asked: "Hey, do you know why the second place was not announced?"
At this time, someone with understanding spoke up: "Think about which program's ranking was not announced just now. Which program was ranked second?"
Everyone suddenly realized this, and after thinking for a while, they turned their attention to Song Lei.
That's right, the only program whose ranking was not announced just now is Song Lei's "Midnight Elegy"!
boom! Everyone was talking about it again!
"What the hell is going on? Someone who understands should tell everyone quickly!"
This is also the norm for radio station staff. After working for a day, all they come into contact with are the things in the radio station. After finally getting off work, who the hell wants to listen to other programs
It is precisely because of this that everyone actually doesn’t know much about what happened at ten o’clock last night.
Wen Jing curled her lips at this time and said disdainfully: "You have to ask Qin Hao about this. He has done this not once or twice, and it would be nothing new again. As for Song Lei, that loser, do you think he has it?" That ability?"
Suddenly hearing this, Song Lei's face suddenly turned pale. Of course he knew what happened last night, but he didn't blame Qin Hao too much in his heart.
Didn't Qin Hao promise his fans before that the folk art talk show would be broadcast as usual? It's understandable that he would take some measures!
Although Song Lei doesn't think he is a good person, this does not prevent him from being moved by some beautiful things.
Yes, he was moved by Qin Hao's righteous deed of saving his fans by spending all his money!
Besides, as Wen Jing said, his "Midnight Elegy" was really bad!
Who the hell likes hearing about tragedies on a late-night show? Isn't this just looking for abuse
I don’t know if that idiot planned this show. How could anyone listen to this idiot show
Song Lei admitted that he was not as talented as Qin Hao. In other words, compared to Qin Hao, he is indeed a waste.
But these words, this insulting term, are you, a bitch who only knows how to spread your legs, allowed to say them
No matter how good-tempered Song Lei was, he couldn't bear it anymore. Just when he was about to take action, a figure suddenly rushed past him!
"Snapped!"
A clear but somewhat harsh sound suddenly sounded, startling everyone who was still whispering.
Everyone looked up blankly and looked at the source of the sound. I saw Qin Hao standing next to Wen Jing at this time and said loudly: "What qualifications do you have to say this, not to mention you are still a rookie who has never even been on a show!"
Seeing Qin Hao's fierce eyes, Wen Jing felt a little guilty. She took a step back and said, "You...why do you say I'm a rookie? The program I host is ranked third!"
As she said that, Wen Jing seemed to have found support, and she became more and more courageous. She stood up straight unconsciously and said, "Yes, what qualifications do you have to say to me? Your own program is still off the air. !”
"Ha, you are really funny!" Qin Hao took a step forward, forcing Wen Jing to take several steps back, and said:
"Can you still hold the drugstore Bilian, the show you host? Then all the recordings played are my recordings, okay! Why do you think I am talking about you? Just because your show is all recordings of me, Qin Hao! If you have the ability, record it yourself!”
Wen Jing was ashamed and angry at this time. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she heard Qin Hao yell: "Stop!"
I don't know why, but when she suddenly heard these words, Wen Jing really didn't dare to move. She turned around timidly and asked stammering: "What... do you want to do?"