A song given to herself inexplicably made Pei Youqing's eyes moisten a little, and this song really moved her.

The main and chorus have their own personalities and are very integrated, majestic, sincere and moving, and emotionally rendered, which is unforgettable.

A musical work that is not so difficult to sing contains rich emotions, and you can almost hear the doubts, shouts and thanks in the hearts of the creators.

Just like Zhao Shoushi said, this "Song Not for Anyone" really looks like a song written for everyone, singing the voice of people's hearts.

Pei Youqing, who was holding his mobile phone, was still reminiscing, and suddenly saw a meteor crossing the sky outside the window.

"Ah, Meteor, make a wish. Pei Youqing, who screamed, threw away the mobile phone, closed his eyes with his hands folded, and muttered something in his mouth.

Then I picked up the phone with satisfaction, fortunately, Pei Youqing at this time was a little cold because the window was a little cold, and now she was sitting on the bed, and the phone was thrown out, but it fell on the futon, and there was no loss.

After Zhao Pupushi finished singing, Pei Youqing asked directly: "Did you see a meteor just now?"

"Uh... See. ”

"I've heard people say that making a wish on a meteor is very effective. Did you make a wish?"

"I was singing just now...."The atmosphere was a little awkward, and soon Zhao Punctual eased the tense atmosphere: "However, I'm curious about what you wish, if you don't mind, can you share it with the audience in front of the radio?"

Pei Youqing, who hesitated for a moment, spoke: "Well, it's not that I don't mind, I'm just a little embarrassed." Well, there's nothing I can't say, I hope my Mr. Right can have a sense of time and show up quickly. ”

Zhao Shoushi, who glanced at his phone, said: "Tomorrow... No, today is Valentine's Day on the seventh day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, and I wish you to meet your punctual Mr. today.

Okay, our show has come to an end, and I have to say goodbye to everyone regretfully.

I'm repeating what I want to do to you, and I, Peppa Boar, leave it here, and tomorrow night I'll count today's audience one by one according to the radio waves of this evening, and if there is one less, I'll crawl over the airwaves.

As for what? Hehe, I'm not inviting you to dinner anyway. Okay, see you tomorrow. ”

At the moment when the phone hung up, Pei Youqing picked up the mobile phone that was first used to listen to the radio. At first, she did listen to the radio, but when Zhao Shoushi said that she wanted to sing the original song, she withdrew from the radio function and switched to recording.

She had already missed the song "What a Man". Man, how can you fall twice in the same place?

Play it lightly, and the melody of "A Song for No One" sounds.

Youqing, who put down his mobile phone, took off the T-shirt on his body, and the small clothes inside were also treated the same.

A near-perfect but absolutely indescribable forbidden existence is revealed.

If I had to describe it, it would be like this: (๑′ᴗ‵๑)I Loveγₒu❤.

Youqing, who entered the bed, put on headphones and turned off the light with a click.

The silent night is not lonely, and it is no longer boring, because a song "Song for Nobody" will accompany her to sleep.

Ten minutes later, the lights came on with a snap, and it was still the same dress that made Zhao Punchai die of a nosebleed, and Pei Youqing jumped out of bed in three or two steps.

Open the wardrobe and drag out a cuddle bear of about one and a half meters from inside.

After turning off the light, Pei Youqing, who was hugging the bear, lay on the bed, pinched Pei Youqing, who was hugging the bear, with his hand and said, "Zhao Punctuality, why are you so angry." Why do I want to say my wish in public, how ashamed.

If you hadn't said it, I would have met my punctual Mr. on today's Qixi Festival, and I would definitely want you to look good. ”

"Wait a minute!" Pei Youqing, who seemed to think of something, changed his face: "He said that I would meet Mr. Punctuality, but he didn't mean to meet him Zhao Punctuality, right? I'm going to call him again tonight to scold him. ”

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Only the "Your Moon, My Heart" radio group on the sixth floor of the Lianjia Broadcasting Building is still lit.

However, as the show comes to an end, the lights here are about to go out.

On August 23, at 01:00 a.m., Zhao Punctu's first and possibly only issue of "Your Moon My Heart" finally ended.

As for whether it is consummation or not, Zhao Punctual does not dare to say, at least there is no big mistake.

In the broadcast room, Zhao Shou, who put down the headphones, took a long breath, and after turning off all the equipment one by one, he walked out of the anchor room.

As soon as he pushed the door out, he heard sparse applause, from Fan Yang.

Good friends, you need to support a lot.

Driven by Fan Yang, others also began to applaud, some may be perfunctory, and some may be even more perfunctory.

Anyway, it's still sparse.

Also, a total of four people present applauded, even if they smashed their hands, they couldn't create a feeling of crowds.

Fan Yang, who took a step forward, snapped Zhao Punctual back: "Good boy, you are really good enough, you can't hide it deeply." Why didn't I find out that you kid was so good before? ”

Zhao Shoushi put his hands in his pockets, and a melancholy expression appeared on his face: "I originally planned to get along with you as an ordinary person, but in exchange for estrangement. Don't pretend, I'm the gold medal host, and I'm having a showdown. ”

Before the words fell, Zhao Punctuality, who had an arrogant face, shook his hair, and stretched out his hand to fix his hairstyle, which was very unbeatable.

Fan Yang, who didn't eat Zhao Punctual at all, was about to kick people, and scolded: "Get out of you, even if you jump into the sky, it's Zhao Punctual I know." Hurry up and give me an honest explanation. ”

Of course, Zhao Punctual can't explain honestly, after all, this kind of thing really can't be said.

Zhao Shoushi, who had no guilt for lying to Fan Yang, spread his hands: "There's nothing to say, you can take it as if I suddenly opened up." ”

"I don't believe it, but it doesn't seem like there's a better possibility. To be honest, you really didn't expect what you just did.

If it weren't for the fact that I had known you for three months, I wouldn't have believed that it was you who had just hosted the show. ”

"The strength is here. ”

Fan Yang, who was afraid that Zhao Punctual would continue to make a fuss, edited Xiaomei on the phone: "Xiaomei, tell me how punctual is performing today?"

"Huh?"

Xiaomei, who was a little surprised, subconsciously looked at Du Tao and Xiao Kong beside her, but the latter two tacitly did not look at her.

Fan Yang is the boss of this group of people, and he has already expressed positive comments, who dares to stand up to the wind?

Nervous Xiaomei said: "I'm stupid, it's not good, I just think, punctual... Brother Punctuality's performance can't show the nervousness of the first host at all, and even his jokes can quickly shorten the distance between the audience. ”

"Punctual jokes are really funny, I can't help myself in the studio. ”

Seeing that Zhao Punctual was becoming more and more important in Fan Yang's eyes, Xiaomei didn't want to offend the other party, so she hurriedly added, and then looked at the editor Du Tao.

The latter said, "It's good, it's good." It's a bit unexpected, not to mention anything else, it's really powerful to control this sense of rhythm, eating hamburgers, drinking Coke, chewing ice cubes, and it doesn't affect the adjustment of the atmosphere, which is completely the skill of the old host.

Belch... It's a compliment, a compliment. ”

Well, I really can't tell which word is a 'compliment'.