Xu Jingkai sneakily came to the door of the No. 3 live broadcast room, pushed the door, but found that the door was locked, and he couldn't help but blow his beard and stare at him for a while.

He thought for a moment, glanced at the front and back passages in the corridor, and when he saw that there was no one, he hurriedly leaned on the side of the door and eavesdropped on the movement inside the door.

But this posture is too difficult, plus he is nearly forty years old, and his body bones are no longer tough, after listening to it for less than a minute, before he can hear a melon or two dates, he feels that his waist is sore, and he can't stand upright.

He couldn't help but want to knock on the door, but when he thought of his relationship with Liao Yuan on weekdays, he took a sip and turned to leave.

At this time, it was close to ten o'clock in the evening, most of the colleagues in the office had already left work, Xu Jingkai packed his briefcase, ate a bowl of wontons at the roadside stall, and returned home humming a song.

Xu Jingkai returned home, turned on the light, looked at the quiet living room, and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt lonely.

He washed up, lay on the bed, tossed and turned, but he couldn't sleep, and his mind couldn't help but think of the "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" discussed by his colleagues.

"Is it really that good?"

Xu Jingkai's heart at this time seemed to have thousands of ants crawling around, and his heart was itching, and when he glanced at the time, the time had come.

He immediately took out his mobile phone, opened the FM radio app, adjusted it to his own frequency, and listened quietly.

“...... The bottom of the lake was originally dark, but it was reflected by the fire above, and it was barely possible to see the environment more than ten meters below the water. There are countless large fish swimming slowly in the depths of the water, these fish are completely different from what I have seen before, the big fish have extremely long whiskers, resembling large salmon, and their eyes have deteriorated due to living in the dark environment, and there are only two white spots left......"

Xu Jingkai listened for a while, because he didn't listen to the previous text, which led to a little ignorance of the content, but this did not prevent him from looking at Liao Yuan with admiration.

This voice is indeed Liao Yuan's, but it is completely different from his impression, as if he has changed as a person, and his oral broadcasting skills are completely comparable to the popular anchors in the station, and even better in creating an atmosphere.

"Is this Liao Yuan?"

Xu Jingkai was a little suspicious, there was no harm if there was no comparison, compared with the past, Liao Yuan's broadcasting skills were like a rocket, and he was rising.

At this point, he was even less sleepy, so he continued to listen.

Fortunately, the ignorant passages passed, and new stories came, gradually allowing him to devote himself to the mysterious pictures.

"In 1969, due to the needs of the international situation, my unit was sent to the depths of the Kunlun Mountains for construction, because the environment was too harsh, the progress of the project was unexpectedly slow, in three years, dozens of commanders and fighters died on the construction site, but we have only completed two-thirds of the military facilities we built......

Xu Jingkai was a little stunned, in 1969?

Isn't this kid Liao Yuan only 25 years old this year?

He held his breath and continued listening.

When he heard that Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan, under the persuasion of the big golden tooth, were ready to go to the savage ditch where the educated youth went to the countryside to rob the tomb, Xu Jingkai was already completely immersed in the story.

Time passed quietly.

“...... The hounds gathered around the pony and barked at the pony as if they had seen something terrible, and their bark was full of restless restlessness. According to common sense, horses and dogs are good friends, and ponies are never bitten by dogs, so what kind of beast could it be? Three giant mastiffs and five hounds surrounded them, and they didn't catch the beast that committed the murder? Looking around, there was no trace of any wild beast, only the empty mountains were lonely, and the night wind rustled the leaves in the forest, and the palms of our hands holding shotguns were already full of cold sweat......

In Liao Yuan's slow speech at that time, Xu Jingkai's heart was very nervous, his back was cold, and his mouth felt dry, so he turned on the bedside lamp, held his mobile phone, and listened while getting out of bed to pour water to drink.

After drinking the water, he climbed into bed as soon as possible.

At this time, his brain was not thinking about anything, and the tense and exciting storyline attracted his full attention.

A middle-aged man who is nearly forty years old just hugged his pillow and sat on the bed, listening to the sound from his mobile phone in a daze.

“...... We climbed into one of the shacks, and saw that there were many hides in it, and in the corner there were three corpses, the corpses were black from excessive decay, the muscles were almost rotten, the skin was shriveled, and from time to time maggots and ants crawled in and out of the eyes and nostrils......"

The voice in his ears quickly formed a picture in his mind, like a movie, which made Xu Jingkai completely fascinated, and even felt ups and downs with the ups and downs of the storyline.

"That's all for today's content, listeners and friends, if you want to know what the consequences will be, tomorrow at the same time, we will see you there. Here is the midnight program "The Ghost of Strange Things in the World" brought to you by FM107.7, I am the broadcaster, Ah Yuan. ”

Well?

Gone?

Xu Jingkai came back to his senses, and when he looked at the time, it was already two o'clock in the night......

He let out a long sigh of relief and stared at the phone screen, stunned.

Almost at the same time, in an apartment in Donghai City, Mi Maodian also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Tomb robbery theme!

Mi Maodian looked at the complicated turn off the FM radio app that came with the phone.

When he heard that the new company's midnight slots had suddenly seen a surge in listeners, he felt that something was wrong.

He knows his own catties, even if he is recognized as the first brother of the midnight file of the major radio stations in Donghai City, it is impossible for the audience to flock from Baoshan Radio to Donghai Radio just a few days before he takes office.

That's a four-fold increase, after all!

In Mi Maodian's opinion, if he can achieve such results on the first day of starting a new job, it is definitely a thing worth celebrating!

You must know that the midnight file is the midnight file after all, and the prime time file at noon or seven or eight o'clock in the morning can never be compared, the gap between the two is completely worlds apart, even if Mi Maodian is good, his new program "Late Night Talk" cannot be compared with the prime time program.

Therefore, being able to PK all non-prime-time programs is almost the biggest goal of Mi Maodian after entering the new company.

And this goal was achieved by Liao Yuan ahead of schedule......

Mi Maodian suddenly felt a little flustered.

Before that, he had heard "Strange Things in the World", but he clearly remembered how thick Liao Yuan's broadcasting tone was, because he often pressed his throat and stretched his lips, and the strength of his lips and tongue was completely rigid, resulting in a voice that became extremely thick during oral broadcasting.

But that performance just now completely refreshed Mi Maodian's cognition of Liao Yuan.

You must know that in the radio industry, the anchor with the broadcasting cavity has always been the object of ridicule by everyone, because in the radio industry, the broadcasting cavity is a taboo in broadcasting and sounding, although it sounds like a news broadcast, especially lofty, but the radio industry and the press are different after all, and using the broadcast cavity of the press to broadcast the story of the radio industry is absolutely ignorant in the eyes of professionals in the industry.

Once upon a time, Liao Yuan was a model of this genre.

But now......

Everything is different!

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I've been busy signing contracts and moving in the past two days.,First update.,I'm sorry.,I'm sorry.,After all, there's no manuscript.,Huh......