Sure enough, the old information of Yan Tame was very well handled, and by the time Bai Feng and Qiao Jing hurriedly finished processing it, the time was almost 9:45 in the evening!

The two arrived at the live broadcast room, and after debugging the equipment, Qiao Jing looked at her watch, it was already 9:54 in the evening, at this time, the previous show had ended, and advertisements began to be inserted in the middle, and after the 5 and a half minutes of advertisements ended, their program really began.

Qiao Jing fidgeted a little and looked at Bai Feng.

"Mr. Bai, do you want to ...... Why don't we use the old manuscripts from the past, it's saved on this computer, anyway, no one listens to the show, he is strictly investigated, let's find the director to sue him, just say that he deliberately made things difficult!"

Bai Feng waved his hand, at this time he was closing his eyes and thinking about what could be used in the original world, joking, fried cold rice? This is the biggest taboo on the radio station, if you really do this, you will have to come over tomorrow to pick up people! In the program accident, fried cold rice, and it is also fried cold rice without moving, this is the most severe punishment, there is no one!

Minutes and seconds passed, and the countdown to the last ten seconds began.

Qiao Jing adjusted the equipment and began to make a countdown gesture towards Bai Feng.

3！

2！

1！

Begin!

"Hello audience friends, I am Dabai, the newcomer anchor of "Evening Story", and tonight I and my director Xiaojing will start the live broadcast of the supernatural "Tomb Robbery Notes" for everyone!"

"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.

???? The shovel still contained the soil that had just been brought out of the ground, and strangely enough, the cup of soil was constantly oozing bright red liquid, as if it had just been dipped in blood......"

Director Xiao Jing heard that Bai Feng actually mentioned his name in the show, and was secretly grateful, and then heard Bai Feng actually tell the story off the script, and she was still a little in a daze at first.

After only five minutes of listening, the whole person was already completely attracted.

She also loves it, but what she reads is traditional literature, and in her impression, shouldn't it all be beautiful language, gorgeous rhetoric, and every sentence that makes mortals seem to understand it?

But why is the story told by Bai Feng the opposite, completely vernacular, basically without any disease-free moaning nonsense, as soon as it comes up, it is dry, clean and neat!

But the sense of substitution is strong, which makes people want to stop hearing it!

She didn't know, but Bai Feng knew that "Notes on Tomb Robbery" was in her world, but it was a big IP that dominated the online text!

Movies, TV series, online dramas, games, anime, games, etc., etc., are simply popular all over the country, Bai Feng has been chasing and watching them when he was in college, so the plot in it can almost be described by reciting it backwards......

Bai Feng's tone was low and the rhythm was slow, and he pointed to Qiao Jing's ears as he spoke, Qiao Jing quickly woke up from his obsession, and immediately matched Bai Feng's program with a resentful and mysterious music background.

“…… This old oil box cannon was dug up by his second grandfather from a warlord's tomb back then, and it didn't take many years to think about it, but it's a pity that he has been running around with his father for the past few years, and he has no time to maintain it......"

Bai Feng grasped the timing just right, and the rhythm slowly followed the mysterious atmosphere of the background music, which made Qiao Jing's body tremble, as if she was in an ancient tomb, swallowed her saliva in fright, got up and turned on the light, which was a little better.

During this time period, there were only two of them in the entire building, except for the janitor, of course.

In a villa in the city, Yan Tao was curled up on the soft sofa with a cigar in his mouth, and his wife brought a cut apple in front of him, and then sat next to him and asked.

"What's the matter, I don't seem to be in a very good mood today, it can't be because of the problem with the three nephews in my family, right?"

Yan Tao squinted his eyes, took a hard puff of his cigarette, and after spitting out a smoke ring, he sneered.

"Hehe, now I have the final say in the entire radio station, and it's not a matter of my words who to arrange who is not arranged, besides, with your old man covering me, who dares not to give me face on the radio?"

"Then what kind of evil did you fall for tonight? Sleep well, and run up in the middle of the night to listen to what kind of radio? Haven't you heard enough after so many years? Or do you see that I am impatient?"

Seeing his wife's face full of anger, Yan Tao hurriedly apologized with a dry smile, although his wife was indeed old and yellow, and she had never worked, but he didn't dare to dislike it at all, he knew who he had to thank for climbing to this position.

If he didn't have the support of his great father-in-law, how could he have been quickly dispatched from a small radio anchor to this position?

After a few words in his heart, he quickly told the truth and frowned.

"Wife, don't you know, I met a hard stubble in the stage today, Bai Feng has heard of it, right?

"The world's No. 1 chef? is the sky-high VIP reported on the news? How can your radio station and restaurant also have business?"

Yan Tame adjusted his sitting posture and waved his hand.

"Alas, there's a fart business, it's weird to say, this Bai Feng didn't run a good restaurant, he actually ran to our radio station to apply for an anchor, and he couldn't get along with me on the first day of work, I was unhappy today, so I set her up a set, so that she had no script to use, who knew that I listened to the show just now, she actually had a script, and what kind of tomb robbery is it...... It's really weird, God has spoken......"

His wife rolled her eyes and tapped his forehead with a smile.

"Hey, why are you still living more and more, what's so strange about this, now you can find women on the Internet, is it possible that you can't find a story?

Yan Tame shook his head solemnly and flicked the ashes of his cigarette.

"No, I just checked, and the manuscript she read is not online at all!"

"This ...... It's kind of weird, could it be that she really wrote it herself, or did she make it up?"

"Impossible, half a day, how can you make up such a good story, in all fairness, this one is really good, ghosts and elves, fascinating, and the sense of substitution is also very good......"

"That's weird......"

Yan Tao took another puff on his cigar and snorted.

"Hmph, what's the use of reading her manuscript well, no one listens to this broken show at all, and when it goes tomorrow, the ratings of this broken show will definitely be countdown, so I'll use this as an excuse to get rid of her and keep her, I always feel uncomfortable!"

……

Time passed slowly, Bai Feng's speech speed was slow, and Qiao Jing's side occasionally cooperated to make some sound effects, and when Bai Feng had just finished reading the third chapter, she saw Qiao Jing gesturing at her.

I looked at my watch, and it was already 11:58 p.m.!

"Audience friends, what you just heard is the supernatural long "Tomb Robbery Notes" brought to you by Da Bai Xiaojing, because of the relationship of time, I read it here today, and at 10 o'clock tomorrow night, we will see you there!"