It's a pity that it may be because he is too beautiful, so the system is unwilling to give him these things. The more Huang Fuyu thought about it, the more he felt that it was right, no wonder his own system would be so concerned about himself.

"Alas, sometimes it's a mistake to be handsome. ”

"Ding! The host can choose to forgo it. ”

Huang Fuyu was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh at the low consciousness of the system:

"Alas, system, you're wasting the world's property by doing this! We only have one earth, how can we waste it like this? So forget it, I'll just grieve myself, use it. ”

That's right! The five books that I finally got are not in vain...... But the point is, as a person who worked as a flag raiser in elementary school, how can you waste resources?

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for using the five broadcasting skill books (beginner), and has learned the broadcasting skill LV: 5, please keep up the good work. ”

After finishing speaking, Huang Fuyu felt a clear stream drifting in front of him, and in an instant, the sky and the earth cracked, the sun and the moon were lightless, the stones broke through the sky, and the mountains and seas were moved...... Well, nothing actually happened, that is, in the introduction of the host in the system, there was an extra "skill" column.

"The broadcasting skill is level five, I don't know what the upper limit is. ”

Glancing at the immovable system panel, Huang Fuyu was also silent.

Five full minutes passed, and the system seemed to be moved by Huang Fuyu's spirit, and decided to tell him a great news:

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the mandatory main quest: 'Midnight Terror' ratings. As a host with a system, the ratings must reach more than 3%. There will be a mystery reward upon completion. (Note: Due to the particularity of this task, the host can receive a random program plan for free)"

"I knew the system, you dug a hole here, waiting for me to jump in. ”

Huang Fuyu's eyes suddenly withered, three percent! The reason why he spoke wildly before was not because he didn't understand the miserable market prospects of radio stations today?

Just like the once popular mobile phone, it once became the world's largest mobile phone electronics company. But what happened next? First, the smart machine was born, and then Jobs opened the door to the world with a small brick, but he turned around and shut the door out......

"A generation of versions and a generation of gods! Now it's simply using Miyamoto Pop in the King to face the latest heroes. ”

wiped the beads of sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and Huang Fuyu's heart also had a doubt about the system's prompts.

"No matter how good the show is, the system, are you sure it can break three?"

"Ding! host, self-indulgence will cause a huge blow to the host's self-confidence, which will make the fortune decline, and may encounter threats such as car accidents......"

Huang Fuyu: "......"

It seems that Huang Fuyu really can't get by with crashes in his life, which has a great relationship with fortune.

"Okay, okay, just give me the show, I don't want to go out and be hit by a car. ”

Huang Fuyu rolled his eyes and wandered around looking for a staff member who could help record the show.

Fortunately, this time, the system did not continue to play poor Huang Fu Yu, and after a crisp ding, Huang Fu Yu felt a large amount of information rush into his mind.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for the random program reward: The Complete Works of Tomb Road Notes!"

Tomb Notes?

Listening to the name seems to be a supernatural novel, but to give yourself this show, is it possible that he wants to tell the book to the people on the late-night radio station?

"If that's the case, I'm sure I'll be beaten to death by the listeners. ”

With a sneer, Huang Fuyu pondered the plot of the novel that poured into his mind, and the more he watched it, the more weird he felt.

If it is really broadcast in this late-night program, it may scare people to death, I am afraid that some drivers will die of heart palpitations while driving, causing many traffic accidents......

"System, where did you get this novel from?"

After pondering for a long time, Huang Fuyu had never heard of a novel called Tomb Road Notes in this world, so he couldn't help frowning and questioning.

But unfortunately, the system only gave a one-sentence explanation, and once again pulled the topic to the task:

"The resources given by the system are all from another plane. The host must complete the task of 3% listening rate with "Tomb Notes", otherwise it will be invalid. ”

Huang Fuyu has nothing to say, he sighed, the current title of the book is more weird than the other, at first I thought it was a supernatural novel, but now it seems that this is a fateful novel......

When the system ignored Huang Fuyu, he finally calmed down and wrote his late-night storytelling program into a manuscript.

was about to put pen to paper, only to find that he didn't know what to name, Huang Fuyu scratched his head, and his whole face was tangled and twisted together.

"Forget it, let's call it Midnight Terror, it's a life-threatening show anyway. ”

Huang Fuyu showed a relieved smile on his face, and he could be regarded as a wake-up call for those who were easily scared to death, at least not to cause any traffic accidents.

He didn't want to run into a car driven by a driver who died suddenly because he listened to his own program as soon as he went out, and he really killed Huang Fuyu......

"You've really figured it out, the late-night show uses supernatural novels, and no one else dares to do that except you. ”

In the office, Jian Yang solemnly and tangled put down the report of Huang Fuyu's "Midnight Terror" program, and rubbed his head with a headache.

Since ancient times, the market for supernatural novels has not been very large, and although it has been prosperous in the late-night column, there are very few that can be brilliant.

"This kid, even if it's a late-night news, why did he think of a ghost story?"

Huang Fuyu also spread his hands helplessly and said:

"But I had to, because there was a curse-loving demon in my head who forced me to tell stories. ”

After finishing speaking, I saw that Jian Yang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed.

"Okay, let's schedule it for a week, starting at ten o'clock in the evening and ending at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, it's your midnight terror. ”

I didn't expect this Huangfu Yu to speak really interestingly, maybe he could really get a surprise.

Looking down, the theme of the show is supernatural novels, and the first chapter of the novel is attached to the reverse side of this page.

"Well, Tomb Notes? This isn't your average supernatural novel. ”

Not ordinary, it means that the audience is very small, Jian Yang couldn't help but shake his head slightly, frowning, and his trust in Huangfu Yu was also shaken slightly.

"Bloody corpses, tomb robbing? ”

It's true that the content of the first few chapters of the tomb notes is indeed not very real, and it is a bit creepy.

"Bumper!"

There were a few slight and rapid knocks on the door, and Huang Fuyu looked back to see a young man in his twenties walking in with a rude face.

"Yo, Lao Jane, is my show arranged? Sister Kang is very attentive!"

Zuo Qiushu smiled coldly and sat directly opposite Jian Yang, without taking Huang Fu Yu who was sitting in the guest seat in his eyes at all.

This Zuoqiu Shu is Kang Biqin's nephew, and he wanted to be hired to be the host of the station, but because of the variable of Huangfu Yu, Kang Biqin had to use his position as deputy director to forcibly pull him into the radio station.

It is true that Huang Fuyu didn't bother to pay attention to these things, turned around and said goodbye to Jian Yang, preparing to record an episode of the show first.

"Well, I'll go record the show first, you talk. ”

Before he went out, he heard Jian Yang's hurried shout:

"Wait!"

"Huh? Anything else?"