When the three of them returned to the dormitory, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the evening, and Zeng Xiaoxian was about to close the door and go out, Yifei snorted coldly at him, and then went back to the next door with Youyou. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Teacher Zeng, it seems that Yifei is really angry?!" Guan Gu sympathized.

"Well, I know!" Zeng Xiaoxian replied dejectedly.

"I'm going to work!" Zeng Xiaoxian straightened his backpack and left silently.

"Alas, it seems that Teacher Zeng was choked by Yifei's blow!" Guan Gu said as he looked at Zeng Xiaoxian's slightly depressed back.

"Compared to this, in fact, I think he should be worried, what will the leaders in the TV station do with him today?!"

"Oh, you mean, his superior Lisa also listened to the show last night?!" said Sekitani.

"You don't have to listen to such a thing, someone will say it!" Zhang Wei said, then opened the door and went back to his room.

Zhang Wei, who had just taken a shower at 12 o'clock in the morning, was wearing a bathrobe, sitting on the sofa and coding, and there was a song radio on the table.

After a burst of opening music started, I only heard Zeng Xiaoxian's voice sounding on time in the radio, but it seemed that the mood was not good, Zhang Wei listened to it for a while, and felt a little incredible.

From time to time, Zeng Xiaoxian's various screams and squirting sounds of water and smoke sounded on the radio!

Zhang Wei turned off the radio in a cold sweat and decided that it was better to concentrate on the codeword.

When Zhang Wei returned from morning class the next day, all the people in the apartment were gone, leaving only a lost soul slumped on the table.

He poured 2 glasses of milk and steamed a few more poached eggs. fried some ham and bacon, then brought it to the table and pushed it in front of Zeng Xiaoxian one by one.

"Thank you" Zeng Xiaoxian said weakly, his eyes were not focused.

"Last night, what happened?!" Zhang Wei said with a sip of milk.

"Oh, did you listen?" Zeng Xiaoxian raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhang Wei.

"Well, after listening to it for a few minutes, it will be turned off!" Zhang Weizhi said.

"Oh, hehe" Zeng Xiaoxian also knew his character, and he didn't mind, and laughed bitterly.

Then I told him about the decision of the leaders of the stage.

Zhang Wei frowned and listened, very curious what kind of leader would make such a decision, although in order to increase the listening rate, there will be some necessary sacrifices, but such a decision is tantamount to killing the chicken and taking the eggs, although it may be in the short term, the listening rate will increase, but this is only because of the audience's interest for a while, and after two days the mood cools down, the listening rate will still fall, and by that time not only the nature of the entire program has already been corrupted, but also the radio station is bound to become a laughing stock, such a temporary harvest for the program, what is the benefit to the entire radio station？

With such a leadership team, it is really true that the entire radio station can be preserved until now, Zhang Wei looked at it, and Zeng Xiaoxian, who was depressed, sighed, "Miracle?!"

Ding, detecting the existence of wishing power

Wishing power: Zeng Xiaoxian's wishing power, 58 scales, wishing power form: special skill class, eyebrows and eyes.

Desired content: Increase the listener and visibility of the program

Duration of wishes: one week

Eyebrow Flirtation: (unique skill unique to this world), which can convey information through eyes and expressions. Requirements: The intimacy of both parties reaches the confidant or above.

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up, it turned out to be this, no wonder sometimes I feel that several people in the apartment have a special tacit understanding, they don't need to speak, they can reach an agreement just by looking at them.

"Then what do you want to do?" Zhang Wei put down his chopsticks and looked at Zeng Xiaoxian.

\"I want to ......" Zeng Xiaoxian sat down solemnly and looked at Zhang Weidao seriously.

After thinking for a long time, he exhaled again: \"I don't know!\" and the whole person collapsed on the table again.

Zhang Wei rolled his eyes at him, and he still didn't have much hope, he put his fingers on his eyebrows, and let his mind run quickly.

If you want a radio program to be listened to, you don't care about the 4 main factors \"information channel, time, host ability, content\"

First of all, information channels: As one of the two largest radio stations in the city, the network coverage is still very good.

Time: 12 midnight to 2 am, this time period is a bit troublesome, in addition to those who run nightclubs, the city's old listeners and potential listeners, only less than one thousandth of the city, not to mention just radio, or male hosts. However, if this point is to change, it must be premised on achievements

The host's ability: (Zhang Wei looked at it, Zeng Xiaoxian, who was like soft mud, sighed) I have been doing it for so many years, but the show is called the Midnight Murder Bell, what hope can I give him?!

In the end, it can only start with the content of the show.

Zhang Wei thought about it for a while and had an idea, so he went back to the room and took the notebook out, opened the document and pushed it in front of Mr. Zeng.

"What's this? Did you secretly hide something in the computer? This is not advocated\" Zeng Xiaoxian showed an expression that a man understands, and said with a cheap smile.

Zhang Wei gave him a blank look, and motioned him to read the document carefully with his eyes.

"Snow Mountain Flying Fox?!What is this?Zhang Wei, when did you go to study animals, flying fox, can foxes still fly?!I haven't heard of anything?!\" Zeng Xiaoxian kept his mouth on the side while watching.

Zhang Wei didn't bother to say anything, got up and cleaned up.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Wei took off his rubber gloves and wiped off the water stains by the sink. Seeing Zeng Xiaoxian lying there intently looking at the screen, his face would change from time to time.

Zhang Wei walked over and pulled the computer back.

"Ah, ah, Zhang Wei, what are you doing? I haven't finished reading it yet?!\" Zeng Xiaoxian grabbed the computer and said urgently.

"What's this novel like?" Zhang Wei said as he let go of his hand and let him get his computer back.

\"It's beautiful, did you write it?I didn't think you would do it!\" Zeng Xiaoxian was surprised.

"It's not," Zhang Wei said.

"Really??who wrote that?\" Zeng Xiaoxian obviously didn't believe Zhang Wei's words, he had never seen such a good novel before, besides, this was seen from Zhang Wei's computer documents, and it was obviously not finished yet, and in the past two days, I saw that he had been holding the computer and constantly typing, wasn't he who else could he have? But the problem is that with Zhang Wei's character, there is no or no, it doesn't look like lying.

"You don't have to ask who wrote it, I only ask you about this novel, do you have the confidence to tell it well?"

"Okay?\" Zeng Xiaoxian wondered.

"Oh, you're saying I'm going to talk about this novel on the show?" Zeng Xiaoxian said uncertainly.

"Well, hasn't your show recently added a new section? Just use that time to tell this story!\" Zhang Wei said.

\"Oh, yes, this novel is so good, someone will definitely like it, it's just \" Zeng Xiaoxian was happy first, and then a little hesitant.