I'll go, it's really a call from Merlin's night talk!

Ye Qing was stunned at that time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

He talked about it here for a long time, and it turned out that it was not a scam call.

The host of Merlin's night talk, Zhao Jianxiang?

He had heard this name, and when he was with Zhang Hanhai, he heard that guy talk about it a lot.

He thought that he would get a reply to his submission, but he always replied directly to the message on the mailbox, and he didn't expect people to call him at all.

Or the host of this Merlin Night Talk!

Now it's embarrassing!

"What, haha, it's Mr. Zhao, my dream when I was a child was to be like you, to become a radio host, and I grew up listening to your program since I was a child, so I ...... just now Just exercise your eloquence. Ye Qing was suddenly embarrassed and had to explain to others.

Zhao Jianxiang is even more depressed over there, this guy is really the person who wrote a classic masterpiece like "A Chinese Ghost Story", I feel a little out of tune!

He said in a sullen voice: "Grew up listening to my show? I've only been a host for a few years!"

Ye Qing suddenly slapped his forehead, he forgot that the host of Merlin's night talk in the past was not Zhao Jianxiang, and the history of Merlin's night talk was not too long, so it was not his turn to grow up.

"What, I mean, I've been listening to your show since I was seventeen years old, and I'm just eighteen years old this year!" Ye Qing smiled and praised his wit.

He had said a lot of things on the phone that had drawn the attention of the entire bus, and now everyone was shocked to hear him say that he was eighteen years old.

Huo, I'm still eighteen years old like this, and I really look a little old!

Ye Qing is not particularly handsome, he is definitely the kind that is durable, but no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he was eighteen years old just now!

Zhao Jianxiang shouted over there: "Mr. Aoba, you are really humorous. ”

Jiang Xinnian on the side was sitting very close to Ye Qing, his mobile phone earpiece was very loud, Zhao Jianxiang and his conversation, Jiang Xinnian listened to it all in his ears, and suddenly snorted, and couldn't help laughing.

Ye Qing smiled awkwardly, and then said to Zhao Jianxiang: "Let's get down to business, hello Mr. Zhao, I'm Qingye, you call now, is it a problem with submission?"

Zhao Jianxiang on the other side of the phone finally breathed a sigh of relief, nodded again and again: "Yes, I read your "A Chinese Ghost Story", and I feel that this is really a masterpiece that will definitely cause subversive changes in the current spiritual world." ”

Read!

A masterpiece of the world!

Disruptive change.

Look at it, look at the words that people use.

Professional!

No wonder someone can be the host of Merlin's night talk, with this vision and this foreknowledge, this person is no different!

Ye Qing was happy in his heart.

"Then what do you say?" Ye Qing wanted to know Merlin's attitude at night.

"The attitude is a positive attitude, but there are some specific situations, which are not clear on the phone, if you are free now, it is best for us to communicate face-to-face. Zhao Jianxiang said what he meant.

"Now. Ye Qing looked at Jiang Xinnian and said with some hesitation: "I have some things now, I may not have time for the time being, if I can, at about three o'clock in the afternoon, let's see you in Tongyuan Square!"

Hearing that Ye Qing didn't have time now, Zhao Jianxiang was not surprised, and when he heard that there was another appointment, he immediately agreed.

When Jiang Xinnian heard Ye Qing's words, he immediately waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about me, I can go back by myself, you have something to do, you can get busy first." ”

Yo, it's not easy, finally speaking.

But it's all sent here, and Ye Qing can't leave, anyway, he made an appointment with Zhao Jianxiang for another time.

"It's okay, I'm embarrassed to let you go by yourself with a girl's house, although we don't have a car to send you, so there is someone to accompany you. Ye Qing said with a smile.

When he said this, Jiang Xinnian was a little embarrassed.

Yesterday I sent a text message to Ye Qing, but there was no news from Ye Qing's side, she thought that Ye Qing deliberately did not reply, she had prejudices against her, and there were some contradictions in the family, so she was not in a good mood.

Now that he knew that Ye Qing didn't mean it, but regarded that text message as a fraudulent text message, his mood suddenly became comfortable.

"I just heard your call, are you writing a story?" Jiang Xinnian asked tentatively.

Then he felt that it was rude to eavesdrop on other people's phone calls, so he immediately waved his hand and said, "I didn't mean to eavesdrop on your phone call." ”

Ye Qing said with a smile: "My broken mobile phone, you can't listen to it if you want to, anyway, it's not a private matter, a few days ago I saw a radio station soliciting contributions from everyone, so I wrote a story and submitted it." ”

"Radio solicitation?" Jiang Xinnian was slightly stunned, and then pointed to the advertisement on the bus and said, "Merlin's night talk?"

The two of them were on a bus, and there was really an advertisement for Merlin's night talk on it.

Ye Qing said: "It's a horror story, I also saw an advertisement on the bus a few days ago." ”

Jiang Xinnian said thoughtfully: "No wonder I saw that you were not energetic a few days ago, filming during the day and writing late at night, right?"

"It's okay, anyway, in those few days, compared to those who work night every day, I'm much happier. ”

"I heard on the phone just now that your work was selected by them?" Jiang Xinnian looked at Ye Qing, his eyes flickering.

"People think it's okay, let me discuss it, I don't know if it can be done. Ye Qing was a little modest.

Zhao Jianxiang's words Jiang Xinnian heard what a subversive work, a masterpiece of the world.

She also had Merlin's night talk, and knew that Zhao Jianxiang was a person, and even the host of Merlin's night talk said so, which shows that this story must be very good.

So, she asked a little embarrassedly, "Since you have been chosen, is your story going to be broadcast on Merlin's Night Talk?" Can you tell me what your name is, and I can listen to it when the time comes." ”

Ye Qing was a little surprised that Jiang Xinnian had said so many words, and when he left just now, he didn't say a word.

It seems that this girl's mood is really like the rain in June, the bad is inexplicable, and the good is inexplicable.

The girls asked, and he didn't have anything to say: "I just wrote a supernatural love story called "A Chinese Ghost Story", if it's not good, don't laugh at me." ”

"A supernatural love story, "A Chinese Ghost Story"?" Jiang Xin muttered, and then said: "This name is really interesting." ”

I don't know what's going on, after he answered the phone, Jiang Xinnian seemed to be a different person, and returned to his usual state in the crew.

Although he is also shy, his mood is much better.

Ye Qing chatted with her all the way, and after the car arrived at the station, she got down to take the subway.

When he arrived at the subway station, Jiang Xinnian suddenly stopped, waved his hand to him and said: "You just send me here, I can take the subway back, it's a little faster now, and you will have to rush to Tongyuan Square later, and you can't delay your business." ”

Ye Qing looked at the time, only to realize that it was really one o'clock.

The bus stopped and went just now, and he and Jiang Xinnian kept talking, and they really didn't pay attention to the time.

Originally, he insisted on sending Jiang Xinnian back, but she was very insistent, Ye Qing couldn't help it, no one let him send it, so he couldn't lick his face and ask her to pay attention, so she left.

Call.

Seeing Ye Qing's back disappear, Jiang Xinnian exhaled softly.

She took out her phone and made a call out.

"Uncle An, I'm at Xiunan Station of Metro Line 3, please come and pick me up......"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Xinnian tidied up her skirt and said softly: "A Chinese Ghost Story", supernatural ...... A love story?"