Chapter Seventy-Five: "Notes on Tomb Robbery", Born!
"You...... If you don't get up, you have to be on it, if you don't get it, you won't host this column in the future. ”
Lao Sun directly issued an ultimatum, but Li Ming still shook his head again and again. It's not that he's not afraid of the director canceling his show, but he can see that the other party is angry, and there are more angry elements in this sentence.
No matter how you say it, he is the old man of this column, although there is such a big mistake, it will definitely reduce his image in the eyes of the leader, but it is better than having an accident directly and being crushed to death all of a sudden.
Li Ming is submissive, and all the leaders are embarrassed, and as for other colleagues, they are all showing a variety of life.
"There's still a minute, is the teacher ready?" asked a female assistant with a freckled face, who quickly ran over and asked.
Sun Fatzi glanced at Li Ming angrily, "Hurry up, you are the support, and you have to drag me out for this hour." ”
"I ......"
He couldn't speak, his mind was like paste, there was nothing to do, and it would only be embarrassing to go up.
Seeing the time passing second by second, the female assistant kept urging: "There are still 30 seconds left, teacher, hurry up!"
"This ...... I, I'll go up and say something!"
Liu Yan's fair face showed a look of disdain, and when he saw Li Ming shocked like a quail, he couldn't help but urge: "You have to think clearly, if it drags on any longer, you will bear the responsibility for the accident of the show alone, if you go up, there may be a glimmer of life!"
Li Ming's originally white, tender and handsome face has turned red into a pig's liver color, but his legs seem to grow underneath, and he can't pull them out.
"There's still 20 seconds to go, so it's ......"
Although all the equipment has been debugged, Li Da Anchor just didn't dare to go on, and just when everyone was at a loss, Yang Fan gritted his teeth and exhaled in his heart, barely suppressing his heart.
Just now, he spent 300,000 prestige points to exchange for a capsule of a junior broadcasting and hosting professional.
This made him so distressed that he was about to cut his flesh, but for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he still had to contribute.
"You can't get on, I'll go!" Yang Fan thought in his heart, this is the opportunity God gave him.
Of course, none of this is the most important thing. Yang Fan has such confidence, the root of which lies in this tomb robbery notebook, judging from the level of his fantasy online literature god, these two books are not inferior to his two phenomenal masterpieces in the same field.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan jumped into the live broadcast room from the back of the crowd, and quickly turned the headset with his right hand, and sat on the chair very naturally.
Of course, his left hand was not idle, and he plucked it up and down to adjust the volume to the most suitable state for him.
"Xiao Yang, what are you doing up there, come down!" Director Sun said angrily, this guy went up without paying attention.
"That's right, what the hell are you crazy about? Come down!" An old man with gray hair also anxiously persuaded Yang Fan to come down.
The other department leaders, as well as the group of colleagues, collectively showed surprised expressions when they saw Yang Fan go up.
Is this a fucking opportunity? You kid wants to go crazy in the live broadcast room, right?
You don't even have a manuscript for the, what are you going up to read?
Everyone didn't understand why he was going up, and if he hadn't messed things up, he would have to bear all the blame.
Some people who don't know what's going on, that is, those who go to dinner and don't see him and Li Ming making a big fuss, even think that Yang Fan is standing up for Li Ming.
Everyone's expressions were different, but only Li Ming let out a long breath, and he was a little happy in his heart, that kid was really stupid, couldn't he see the situation clearly?
Sure enough, there is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm!
Bite!
"Beijing time, 22 o'clock. ”
The time was just right, and things came to this point, and no one dared to go up and drag the sail down, and many leaders were still staring here despite being scared to death.
Didn't this kid know that he was an intern? I really thought that the broadcast host was so studious, you must know that he has only been here for a week. What can I learn in the first week?
Even if he has a foundation in acting, can broadcasting and acting be the same?
"Hey, that's it!" Sun Fatzi waved his hand, and the other leaders and colleagues also looked at the live broadcast room like fools.
But at this time, Yang Fan, who was in the live broadcast room, was not only excited, but also a little nervous, but he was not afraid of anything.
He smiled at the group of people outside, turned his head to the microphone, and said: "This is the provincial radio and television channel, the literary channel, the "Midnight Terror" column, I am today's broadcaster, Yang Fan." The last thriller novel is a thing of the past, and what I want to bring to you today is a new novel that combines suspense, thriller, and weird nonsense, and its name is "Tomb Robbery - Notes"
Tomb robbery notes?
Where did this novel come from?
Why haven't you even heard of it, from which corner did it come from?
Director Sun was confused, and so were the rest of the staff.
Yang Fan had a little sweat on his face, and he tried his best to keep his voice low, and at the same time, the capsule of the junior broadcasting professional began to take effect.
"50 years ago, the Warring States Silk Book unearthed by Tufuzi in Changsha recorded the location of a peculiar Warring States tomb, and 50 years later, one of the grandsons of Tufuzi discovered this secret in his notes, and gathered a group of experienced tomb robbers to go in search of treasure. ”
What the?
Grave?
The surprise on everyone's faces gradually turned to suspicion, they didn't even understand what tomb robbery had to do with horror?
They think so, Yang Fan is actually similar in his heart. But when he integrated the book, he knew everything by heart, and gradually understood the true magic of the novel.
"No one thought that this ancient tomb would have so many strange things: the seven-star suspicious coffin, the blue-eyed fox corpse, and the hydra cypress. Who is the owner of this mysterious tomb? Whether they can find the real coffin or not, everything is in "Robbery-Tomb-Pen-Record". ”
Some of them showed surprise, because when they heard Yang Fan's story, the change in the aura and aura of the whole person was obviously not something that those laymen could emit.
Especially Liu Yan, she is a fragrant and sweet spot in the literary and artistic frequency, and the column has always been the first place, which has a lot to do with her solid broadcasting skills in addition to her skillful writing skills.
In his opinion, this kid is a bit too powerful, and it only takes seven days to learn so much, which can be called a demon.
Yang Fan ignored them, raised his mouth and started directly.
"Volume 1, King Lu of the Seven Stars. Chapter 1, Blood Corpses. 50 years ago, Changsha Dart Ridge. The four Tufuzi were squatting on a mound, and all of them did not speak, staring directly at the Luoyang shovel on the ground. ”
Yang Fan spoke, gradually entering the best situation, his tone was hoarse, and the speed of speech was very peaceful, fast when it should be fast, slow when it should be slow. In those foreshadowing plots, his mouth is very fast, and when it comes to the thrilling description, his voice becomes very hoarse, and his breath is very slow.
Sure enough, it still doesn't work?
Everyone has such a thought in their hearts, and they don't blame them for thinking so, because it is really difficult for everyone to associate tomb robbery with thriller novels, and more importantly, the tomb robbery that this guy said is obviously as plain as water.
However, as soon as they thought so in their hearts, they raised their sails and said it, and the crowd immediately changed their opinions.
"The shovel still has the dirt that has just been brought out of the ground...... It's like you've just been dipped in blood......"
Speaking of this, everyone shuddered, and then only listened to Yang Fan continue to tell, Yang Fan lowered his voice, and waited until the third child was waiting for others above, and a few elders who entered the robbery cave, but there was a huge roar from the bottom, accompanied by a huge force, and then waited until the third son wanted to pull the rope out of the robbery hole, but found that what he pulled out was a bloody severed hand, and that hand was holding a piece of white things.
At this moment, everyone exploded, and some people began to speculate, what is in this hole, could it be a man-eating beast?
Although the third brother was bullied by his second brother, the relationship between the brothers was very deep...... Suddenly, I saw a blood-red thing squatting in the reeds behind him, and it seemed to be looking straight at him......"
Everyone's nerves were tense to the extreme, what the hell was that bloody thing? The third man fired several shots in a row, but he couldn't even kill this thing, what the hell is this?
"The blood-red thing squatted in the grass, there was no movement, the third child walked within three steps and took a closer look, and suddenly felt that his scalp was numb, and his stomach was churning, it was clearly a person who had been peeled......"
Some timid female colleagues, with Yang Fan's voice, slowly began to enter the plot. When it came to that strange thing, it turned out to be this kind of monster, and they were all frightened, and they were all stunned.
Yang Fan continued, and everyone followed the rhythm and slowly went deeper into the plot. Yang Fan began to say that the third child started to fight with those things, and he took a gun and hit it several times to no avail, and that thing could actually climb trees.
Finally, when it came to the monster pounced on the third child's back, the third child was scratched hard, his throat was sweet, and his consciousness was hazy, and he realized that he might have been poisoned, and the poison was very violent, and the whole person would faint.
When the third child heard a strange sound, became confused, and tried to raise his head, there was a huge strange face, leaning down to look at him, and the pair of bloody pupils had no eyeballs.
Everyone held their breath in unison, and the entire office, with more than two dozen people. They are very worried, wondering how the third child died in the end, and even more want to know what it is that he refuses to let go until he dies.
However, with a ding dong, Yang Fan saw that the prompt light in front of him began to flash.
How to say that Yang Fan has been here for a week, so he naturally knows that this is the reason why the time is about to come.
A smile fell across his face, and his voice became normal.
"Dear listeners and friends, happy times are always short-lived, today's tomb robbery notes, that's it, I want to know whether the third child died or is alive in the end, or what that bloody thing is, or a white thing that will not let go of death. ”
"Please stay next to the radio at the same time tomorrow and continue to listen to the midnight horror column, I am your substitute broadcaster, Yang Fan. After a beautiful piece of music, there will be the next show, see you all, goodbye!"
Yang Fan took a deep breath and tried to calm his mind. Even with the blessing of the capsule, his grasp of the rhythm is still a little unsmooth.
The bite is not too clear, and the breath change is quite flawed.
When he took off his headphones and walked out of the live broadcast room, he found that everyone was looking at him with a monster look, and Yang Fan was suddenly a little embarrassed.
He wanted to explain that he was really too impulsive, even if he thought the novel was very good.
But what he preached was indeed imperfect, as he himself admitted.
Time stood still for a few moments, but no one spoke.
Suddenly, the staff member with freckles on his face leaned over to Yang Fan with an embarrassed face, and said softly: "Mr. Yang, you are really amazing, this is the best suspense thriller novel I have ever heard, you speak so well, is it your original?"
Yang Fan was speechless for a while.