Eight o'clock in the morning.

Inside the conference hall of Xiya FM Co., Ltd.

The editors, as well as the staff of various departments, now add up to no more than fourteen or fifteen people.

In comparison, the scale seems a bit lonely.

But now, everyone's face is full of excitement.

The early morning schedule is within an hour from 6 to 7 a.m.

Now, the listening count has come down.

"Mr. Shen, just this morning, our listening rate has increased by 12 percentage points, which is something that has never happened before......"

Xiao Li of the operation department said excitedly.

"Yes, and the number of downloads of our Xiya FM listening software has increased by nearly 15,000 today, and the number of member registrations has also reached about 10,000, and this data is still growing!"

"Mr. Shen, it's all because of the magic of the book Ghost Blowing Lantern, it seems that when we talked about it at the meeting last night, our opposition was wrong!"

The joy on the faces of the crowd is indescribable.

Just last night, several editors were opposed to signing the book "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", because they examined the comments on the Internet, especially the "butterfly effect theory" published by the senior editor-in-chief Kyushu on this work, which made everyone dare not sign it.

Not to mention that Mr. Shen actually made a decision, and he had to sign a prepayment of 50,000 yuan.

"Mr. Shen, you're crazy!"

This is what Xiao Li of the operation department said directly on the table yesterday.

But today's performance of an early morning program has dispelled everyone's suspicions.

Shen Dong has a strong self-confidence.

He said slowly: "I don't know if you still remember the declaration when we founded Xiya Company together?"

He continued: "At that time, we said that content is king, content is supreme, and this is the principle of our development and use of copyrighted content!!

"But now? Take 'Ghost Blowing the Lantern' as an example, when I had a meeting yesterday afternoon and said that I wanted to sign this book, I asked everyone to study it, what did you study? Who thinks about the problem from the content itself?

After saying this, more than a dozen people lowered their heads in unison.

"You can take a look at some of the film and television dramas adapted from novels, how many of them are adapted from the content of the novels? Originally excited readers have watched these adaptations in the past, and Lei scolded his mother! Why is this? Because no one can start from the content anymore, from the director to the screenwriter, and some have not even read the original novel......

"It's too dangerous to go on like this, this is a bubble fan, there will always be a day when it collapses, so, we at Xiya FM, we must always adhere to the principle that content is king, we can ignore it before, and now, start with "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"!"

Shen Dong said.

The crowd nodded heavily.

"Okay, Xiao Li, you can still read this morning's data analysis table to you. ”

Xiao Li said: "Mr. Shen, the radio listening rate this morning is still the health column opened by Tianxing FM, reaching 65% of the listening rate, and secondly, we have surpassed the 14% listening rate of audio novels of 'Silly Bean FM', and now our early morning listening rate has reached 19%, an increase of 12 percentage points year-on-year." ”

Shen Dong nodded: "Although the data has risen rapidly, everyone has also seen that even the unpopular early morning column is very different from Tianxing, so let's work together!"

……

Meanwhile.

On the Taizhou Daily side, two interviews with Taizhou No. 1 Middle School were also published yesterday.

And they are all in a more eye-catching position on the front page.

In particular, the poem titled "Facing the Sea, Spring Blossoms" is extremely dazzling.

"From tomorrow, be a happy person, feed horses, chop wood, travel the world, from tomorrow, care about food and vegetables, I have a house, facing the sea, spring flowers bloom ......"

After its publication, it was well received by the majority of newspaper readers.

By the end of the afternoon, there were nearly 70 letters in the mailbox.

However, the most surprising thing for the daily newspaper was that Su Guowen, a famous professor in the city, wrote a letter to the editor-in-chief of the newspaper in person.

In addition to commenting on this poem from a new perspective, it is also suggested that the editor-in-chief Li Danian can dig out more literary talents and publicize such literary talents.

Editor-in-chief Li Danian attached great importance to it and personally called Mr. Su Guowen to assure. And publish this analysis in tomorrow's daily newspaper.

"Old Su, please rest assured, I will do my duty......"

Li Danian hung up the phone.

instructed Xiao Wang, the assistant on the side, and said: "Xiao Wang, if those letters in the mailbox are also well written, you can use them and use them to publish and distribute them tomorrow!"

Xiao Wang was about to say this: "Editor-in-chief Li, although there are a lot of letters in the mailbox today, there are letters mailed by some readers, which makes me feel very strange......"

"What's going on?"

"It's just that many readers send emails to ask, if there is still a story of the two white rabbits, if it is an occasional few, forget it, but, more than 70 mailbox letters, more than 40 ask this question, not to mention our newspaper's customer service phone to ask about the two white rabbits!"

"Two white rabbits?"

Li Danian wondered.

What's going on, how can there be such a thing as two white rabbits?

"Xiao Wang, you bring me today's newspaper......"

Originally, today's mailbox was full, which made Li Danian feel very strange.

At the moment, he looked through the newspaper carefully and found nothing wrong.

At this time, Li Danian saw some relatively small words next to a corner of the title page.

Looking at the title again, aren't they just two white rabbits?

"Nonsense! Who secretly posted this?"

Li Danian's face tightened.

He took a cursory look, what kind of drama was it, mourning or something, like a novel.

Li Danian is a person who treats literature more rigorously.

He categorized fiction as realistic life fiction, as well as entertainment fiction.

Moreover, he looked down on these entertainment novels from the bottom of his bones, and felt that he had ruined literature and art.

My own people, someone secretly published this.

"Xiao Wang, call a meeting of all reporters and editors!"

Li Danian said sharply.

"Yes!"

Lin Fanghua didn't know what the editor-in-chief called everyone to a meeting this time.

Until Li Danian opened his mouth and asked: "Let me ask everyone, who published the story of the two white rabbits?"

"Huh?"

Lin Fanghua's whole body was shocked, isn't this the story that the obscene Lin Fei told nonsense yesterday?

Soon Lin Fanghua knew what was going on.

My favorite part of this story is Su Mei.

At this time, intern editor Su Mei lowered his head and slowly raised his hand: "Editor-in-chief, it's my ......"

She said softly.

Su Mei has always worked hard, and Li Danian was recruited from the university as an intern editor.

This made Li Danian a little undisciplined, and Su Mei has always worked seriously.

"Xiaomei, come in with me, and Huahua, you come in too!"

Because Su Mei has been brought by Lin Fanghua.

……

In the afternoon, I finally stayed up until the end of school.

It shows that this week is finally over, and it just so happens that now Lin Fei also has money, so he can use this weekend to buy some furniture for his home.

Moreover, Lin Fei decided to be generous.

In addition to buying a lot of cooked food at a roadside stall, an important decision was made.

That is, simply stop crowding the bus and take a motorcycle home.

But just came to the door of the house.

"Lin Fei !!"

Then I heard a female voice shouting.

Lin Fei's body paused slightly, it was obvious that this voice was too familiar to him, but Lin Fei instinctively did not turn back, but pulled his legs and flowed into the house.

"Okay, you Lin Fei, believe it or not, I told Uncle Lin what you did to me before, and then let them break your dog's legs!!"

There was a loud roar behind him.

Then the woman hugged her shoulders.

Sure enough, I saw that Lin Fei, who had already entered the door, retreated back.

"Liu Min, don't talk nonsense about things that you don't have, what did I do to you before?"

Lin Fei ran out helplessly.

Liu Min is a few years younger than herself and is in her third year of junior high school.

The face is very cute, and although it is only the third year of junior high school, it has already developed and begun to take shape.

She was her playmate when she was a child, and she was small.

It's just a little bit worse.

And he speaks very heartlessly.

In the past, I was unable to get off the stage in public by Liu Minzhen countless times, not to mention how embarrassing it was.

And something happened to me when I became an adult, and I was really sorry for her, because that night ......

Therefore, as soon as Lin Fei heard this voice just now, what he wanted was not to see his own small hair, but to slip away first.

Now that Lin Fei calmed down and looked at Liu Min again, he had a different feeling.

The current Liu Min is only about sixteen years old.

"What is nothing? Do you dare not admit it? Then I will say, you secretly look at me ......."

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Lin Fei hurriedly ran over and begged for mercy.

This little girl's mouth is indeed vicious and spicy since childhood.

"Ahem, I'm not hiding, but you can tell me how you came back this week, and live well with your parents in the city......"

This is her grandmother's home, and Liu Min lives with her grandparents more often.

"It's boring, it's better to be at home, and when I come back this time, I mainly want to see you!"

Liu Min wore a white skirt today, with a Sassoon hairstyle, and looked like a cardamom year.

But obviously Lin Fei won't fall for this girl: "Do you want to see me??? I have such a big face?"

"Hey, hey, hey......" Liu Min smiled: "I knew I couldn't hide it from you, you know, the homeroom teacher in our third year of junior high school taught Chinese, and his temper was too stinky, and the girls also scolded him in public, so I didn't dare not complete his homework......"

"And you know that my Chinese composition is really poor, so you can help me write an essay...... I'm begging you, my brother Lin Fei!"

"Essay?...... I won't write!"

Lin Fei thought to himself that I still have a lot of things, mainly I have to update, is it possible that when you take the exam, I still have to write an essay for you.

"No, no, no......"

Lin Fei shook his head again and again.

"Wow...... No, I haven't seen my uncle and aunt for a long time, and I have something to tell them, so I'll go find them......"