"This is Xiaoge's exclusive radio station, listener, do you have any concerns or stories that you want to share with us?"
The hostess lowered the background sound while speaking. After what happened just now, the audience all ran to the internal control room to leave messages.
No one cared about the new story, which really put her to the test.
Indeed.
Not only the audience, but even the director was trying to find a way to get back in touch with Miss Yuzhi who called just now.
However, how could it be so easy.
Mo Bei made an Internet call, and he didn't give anyone room to call back.
The director was a little sad.
How come there are still people they can't get in touch with.
Today's traffic is estimated to be like this.
Just after the director gave the hostess a gesture, signaling her to ask questions and answer quickly.
A magnetic tenor bass sounded.
"I heard that someone called just now and asked how you can coax people?"
The hostess is sweating, everyone knows this: "Yes, this audience also wants to ask the same question?"
"I want to hear how you guys answered." Feng Nai's voice was slow.
"This..." The hostess thought for a while, but she couldn't say that they just wanted people to break up.
Listening to the hesitation over there, Feng Nai grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, glanced at the onlookers who were still about to yell, and avoided the phone: "There are so many ways to deceive people, and you haven't provided any of them?"
"No, this audience." The hostess suspected that the other party was here to make trouble: "We are a program to answer emotional questions, you can talk about your thoughts, as for the previous audience's solution, it may not be suitable for you, and listen to you The voice over there seems to be very noisy, and our programs are always under control, if you have something important to say, you can say it now."
The audience were all discussing in the internal control room, and they really didn't have the mood to listen more, so she better get into the music sooner.
"I'm the one she wants to coax." Feng Nai replied casually.
That's it.
The music all stopped.
The hostess forgot to switch the channel.
There was also a momentary pause in the barrage in the internal control room.
Immediately afterwards, it was the font of ah ah, which became popular all the way.
"Fuck?! Really?"
"The deity who was confessed appeared?"
"It's really K God, why do I find it incredible, K God wouldn't listen to this kind of program, would he?"
"For his assistant little brother, he will do nothing."
An old fan, he knows best about his master.
Thinking about the screen recording programs back then, it was even more extreme, and they also wore rabbit ears together. Newcomers don’t know that’s all.
They only know that the current King doesn't like to show his face during the live broadcast, so he will put a mineral water bottle.
But he didn't know that in King's live broadcast last year, nine out of ten sentences mentioned his assistant brother, and he even pulled him to the screen to sprinkle sugar.
Wherever Mo Bei went to the south, where he stuck to, even thinking about it made her, an old fan, feel ashamed, she was too milky at that time.
However, as a true fan.
I would rather see his wanton and poisonous tongue.
I also don't want to see him now, often silent, not saying a word, as if he has nothing in his eyes.
At that time, he would say: "What do I eat? The assistant brother made it. What did you mention Hanxi to let him poison us all? The shortcomings of the assistant brother? It's too cute, the housekeeper should look at it, Who will group k cat cp again, silence. Group me and someone? He doesn't care, what do I care about."
Think back then, the blatant double standards.
Somehow, it still feels a bit sweet, why break it
Feng Nai didn't care about the overwhelming traffic, and his voice was still calm: "Can I have some comments on your program?"
(end of this chapter)