How attractive is storytelling?

In the early years, as soon as some classic storytelling appeared, it could be described as an empty alley!

Attention of the whole people!

In today's more deformed parallel world of the entertainment industry, storytelling is for radio programs.

It's like thunder on the ground!

So after Fang Chang said for three hours, the number of online listeners of [Qingyang 558] has become 962 people.

Although there are still not many, compared with the previous dozen or so people, it can be said that there is a full jump!

Fang Chang cleared his throat, and then said to the player.

When Liu Luoguo heard the emperor's words, he directly stumbled, grinned and said directly, Your Majesty, can you kill me. ”

"The emperor was already angry at this time, and directly ordered the guards on the side, come, kill Liu Yong for me!"

Syllable......

Fang Chang slapped his thigh again, "If you want to hear what happens next, please listen to the next breakdown." ”

Then he directly switched to the live broadcast, and then chose Liu Luoguo to repeat it again, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

After talking for nearly three hours, Fang Chang's voice was hoarse.

Picked up the wolfberry thermos cup on the side, took a sip, moistened his throat, and stretched his waist.

I felt a little dry mouth, so I changed into black half-sleeves, found a pair of jeans that were fairly clean, washed my face, and walked out of my dilapidated little radio station.

Now that I have a huge sum of 200 yuan, I naturally want to eat something good, and buy some eggs by the way.

Push open the door, and the sunlight outside the door instantly rushes in.

Warmly fell on him, and a small river less than two meters wide flowed at the door.

Sunny, cozy.

The branches of the big willow trees beside the river bank swayed in the wind, cutting a shadow, and even the sparrows chirping on the branches seemed to become bigger.

Taking a deep breath hard, Fang Chang felt refreshed.

Qingyang District is a remote area in Jiangdu.

Although the development is not bad, compared with the bustling city center, there are still more fireworks in the world.

Outside the small radio station, there are high-rise buildings opposite, full of offices and some companies.

And on the side of the small radio station, it is an old building as old as the 80s of the last century.

In the alley, there were carts selling vegetables, a few children were kicking a ball in the distance, and if you listened carefully, you could hear the two people arguing, as well as a couple of men and women who had just met under the willow tree, with evasive eyes and shy faces.

The sound is mixed to outline the human touch.

Fang Chang was wearing flip-flops, thinking about the rest of the layout of the radio station, locked the door of the radio station, and then walked outside.

has money, so Fang Ye is also a little brighter.

I came to a small restaurant called "Fly" next to the riverbank.

The so-called "fly house." "Generally refers to a snack bar that is not too big, but tastes good.

And the small restaurant that Fang Chang came to is even more shabby.

There wasn't any storefront at all, just a big parasol.

There are four small tables under the umbrella, and on the other side is a gas canister with a wok, which is stir-frying.

"Brother Xiaofang, are you here?"

The small restaurant is run by a pair of sisters, who have been in the neighborhood for two years.

My sister Ye Na is about thirty-five years old, and it is said that she had a failed marriage, which is the time of charm.

Dressed in a white shirt, the hem of the shirt is tied together, revealing the belly button, with a hot atmosphere.

Her hair was pulled behind her back casually, her lips were smeared with bright red and bright red, and her eyes were bright, revealing a snow-white neck, a spicy beauty.

Now it is stir-frying, and it looks even more unique.

Talking to Fang Chang was his sister Ye Yun, who was only nineteen years old this year, and it was Peugeot's time.

White travel shoes, knee-length light blue pleated skirt, with a white t-shirt depicting a little tiger, double ponytails hanging down, and a pair of cute little tiger teeth when talking to Fang Chang.

Fang Chang nodded and raised his head to look at Ye Yun.

Inexplicably, I remembered an ancient poem: "Eyes cut autumn water, ten fingers pluck spring onions." ”

Ye Yun's eyes are particularly good-looking, rippling, like a pool of spring water.

The skin is white and tender, and the eyes are bright.

The voice was crisp and gentle, which made Fang Chang can't stop sighing.

A good-looking girl is really the most beautiful thing in the world.

Just by taking a look, you will feel that a lot of the world is worth it.

"Didn't you go to school today? Fang Chang said casually.

Ye Yun's back to the pot meat is really a must.

"School was out for the holidays, so I came over to help. Ye Yun smiled slightly, and there was a small dimple on her right cheek.

"Well, give you money. Fang Chang casually took out a hundred yuan and handed it to Ye Yun.

"Don't want money today. Ye Na on the side spoke.

Then all of a sudden, a flame burst out of the pot in an instant, and then dissipated instantly, and then an indescribable fragrance gushed out in an instant.

"Huh?" Fang Chang was stunned.

Ye Na's snow-white wrist lifted the wok, poured the meat back to the pot on the plate, covered the rice, brought it to the long table, and casually took out a pair of disposable chopsticks and handed them to Fang Chang: "Urban planning, starting tomorrow, no stalls are allowed here." ”

"I won't be able to eat Sister Xiaoyun's rice bowl from then on. Fang Chang was not pretentious, took the chopsticks, and ate the rice in a big gulp.

Ye Na raised her hand and gave Fang Chang a brain jump, "I think you kid is thinking that there won't be such a cheap rice bowl in the future, right?"

Compared with Ye Yun, Ye Na's voice is hotter, and there is a sense of wind and fire in her voice, and she is resolute.

Crisp and powerful.

The character is also a bit pungent, and Ye Na can often be seen arguing with some drunken villains on weekdays, and she has never lost.

Over the years, it is not impossible to fight Ye Na with the idea, but as soon as Ye Na scolds the street, they all hide far away.

One left and one right, who has a big and small affair in the family, suffered a loss, and has been wronged, it is right to find Ye Na, and he will definitely be able to make up for it.

"Sister Xiao Na has thought about what she will do in the future?" took a piece of meat, put it in her mouth, her lips and teeth were fragrant, and Fang Chang said with satisfaction.

"Ye Yun still has to go to school, the shop is not open, the old lady will rest for a while, and then make money. Ye Na raised Erlang's leg and said with a big grin.

Fang Chang nodded and continued to eat.

Ye Na glanced at him: "What, you kid has a suitable job introduction?"

Ye Na, who has erlang's legs crossed, has a Jianghu atmosphere, her eyes are long and narrow, and her disobedience to fate is written in them, her white shirt is tightened by justice, and the navel of the hem is sexy and stubborn.

The scarlet lips are even more wild, like the bamboo leaves in the society.

But Fang Chang knew that this was just an older hot beauty who didn't give in to life.

Fang Chang was about to say no.

But looking at Ye Na's pungent appearance, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind.

"Don't say it, Sister Xiaona, I really have it. ”

Then he turned his head and looked at Ye Yun, who was full of youth and had tender hair all over his body: "You two sisters, I have a work arrangement!"

"You and I are pulling bird eggs? You can't even feed yourself. Ye Na rolled her eyes at him, she was supposed to ask casually, but she didn't expect this bastard boy to take it seriously.

"Sister Xiaona, what I said is true. ”

Fang Chang looked serious.

I can't see that it's all about coveting the beauty of the two sisters.