Ye Qing took a bath, and after chatting with his parents for a while, he went back to his room to sleep first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Mom also knew that he was so tired that she felt a little distressed.

This is a day and night job, if you haven't seen your son on TV, you would wonder if he was tricked into working for someone.

This is a TV station, this is simply a black cave.

"You must know that being this host is so tiring, and he shouldn't have let our son go. Mom sat there sighing.

Dad snorted: "When I heard that my son was the host, I don't know who was shouting around excitedly, for fear that the whole world would not know." ”

My mother said: "It's not that I don't know about this situation, you look at the host shown on TV, which one is like our son? Some of them host several programs together, and run several satellite TV stations at the same time, so they can all be busy." I just thought that our son was also a host, it was very easy, who knew that he would be tired like this. ”

"Okay, there's no job in the world that isn't tiring. Dad waved his hand.

Since he was a child, he has pursued the truth that jade is not cut and cannot be made, and Ye Qing is tired now, so that's good, which means that his son can endure hardships.

"There's no work that doesn't get tired, but it's too busy, right? You see that during the Mid-Autumn Festival, my son didn't have time to be with us, and on the National Day, he was still busy, and now he is working overtime every night. My mother was a little indignant as she spoke: "You said that this TV station is also a state-owned enterprise, everyone is on holiday, why is there no movement inside." ”

Dad snorted: "Don't talk about it, you look at the TV, when did the broadcast stop? My son explained that this was just a big-production show, so it would be busy, and it would be good to wait for this show to pass. He's an adult, don't worry about it. ”

"I don't like to hear what you say, I just care about my son, why are you worrying about it?"

Dad didn't glare at her: "Okay, okay, are you still involved?" It's useless to talk here, when this show is over, let's have a good chat with our son." ”

Parents were chatting about Ye Qing here, but inside, Ye Qing was already snoring, and he slept so sweetly.

I am really tired enough in the past few days, and the cold is also because I am too tired, and my body has entered a sub-healthy state, which is why I am sick.

A fast-acting cold medicine can cure a cold, but it can't restore his spirits.

After entering the house just now, I lay on the bed for less than a minute, and fell asleep directly.

The next day, Ye Qing woke up at almost eight o'clock.

It's too late to rush over to work now, so he made a phone call to Wei Chengda, saying that there was something going on here, and he would go later, so he got up and washed up slowly.

At this time, he unexpectedly received a call from Zhao Jianxiang.

"Teacher Zhao, what's the matter with calling me so early?"

Over there, Zhao Jianxiang smiled bitterly: "I called you for help." ”

Seek help?

What does it mean?

"What's the matter, you tell me, you can help me. Ye Qing didn't hesitate, and replied first.

"It's not a big deal, didn't "A Chinese Ghost Story" finish playing some time ago? Over there, Zhao Jianxiang was depressed.

He didn't want to make this call, but he couldn't make it.

Some time ago, because of Ye Qing's "A Chinese Ghost Story", Merlin's night talk directly revived, and it became the most listened to program on Nanjiang Radio.

Even at the climax of "A Chinese Ghost Story", it directly broke the listening record of Nanjiang Radio and made history.

This show is called a hot spot in Nanjiang, and the streets and alleys are full of topics of discussion anyway.

However, no matter how good this story is, there will be a time when it will end.

Just some time ago, "A Chinese Ghost Story" ended.

originally thought that by breaking the pattern of "A Chinese Ghost Story", I would definitely be able to harvest some very creative supernatural manuscripts.

But he didn't expect it, and he didn't know if these supernatural authors had been thinking for too long or what, even if it was a story written with the worldview of "A Chinese Ghost Story", let alone the awkwardness.

There was no way, they could only spend more money to find some well-known supernatural writers to write about.

These writers always write good stories, right?

The facts let them down.

Those listeners listened to "A Chinese Ghost Story", and their expectations for the next story were too high, and ordinary stories couldn't satisfy their appetite at all.

Now, after a few episodes, the listener rate has dropped again and again.

This made Zhao Jianxiang a little flustered, for fear that the ratings would fall back to the miserable state before, and in the end he could only call Ye Qing for help.

"Lack of draft?" Ye Qing suddenly patted his head.

Look at his memory.

Didn't he write a story some time ago?

It was still a waste of time to write in my busy schedule, and it was a waste of a memory reinforcement card.

originally thought that after the broadcast of "A Chinese Ghost Story" was over, he would take over Merlin's night talk, but he didn't expect to forget it directly because of "I Am a Singer".

"Teacher Zhao, you should have made this call earlier!" Ye Qing smiled bitterly.

"What's the matter? Could it be that you signed a contract with other radio stations?" Zhao Jianxiang over there heard Ye Qing's words, and his heart suddenly felt cold.

"Hey, where do you want to go, I haven't been in contact with other radio stations, I have already written the manuscript here, and I was thinking of sending it to you, but I was busy during this time, and I forgot about it!" Ye Qing said: "It's also fortunate that you call now, otherwise I don't know when I will be able to remember." ”

What the?

You've already prepared your manuscript?

Zhao Jianxiang was overjoyed.

Ye Qing didn't say anything else, and directly said that he would send the manuscript over.

"The manuscript has been sent to you, you can take a look at it first. ”

For Zhao Jianxiang, Ye Qing is still quite relieved.

Over there, Zhao Jianxiang received the manuscript and went directly to review the manuscript.

Ye Qing listened to his impatient voice and felt a little funny.

Hanging up the phone, Ye Qing hurried to the TV station in a hurry.

The next day, Zhao Jianxiang hurriedly ran from Nanjiang to Huahai, chased after the TV station, and wanted to sign a contract for Ye Qing.

But now Ye Qing is busy.

It's okay to sign a contract, but the story can't be played, and it can't be broadcast until the theme song comes out.

"Theme song? This story also has a theme song?" Zhao Jianxiang was surprised.

Not to mention the original "A Chinese Ghost Story", it is played together with the theme song, and the effect is one top to one.

If this story also has a theme song, that's fine.

"Okay, a week of delay is a week, and this week is also going to end the previous story. Zhao Jianxiang agreed without hesitation.

Isn't it just a week's worth of listening, and when the story is broadcast, it will be able to go back to the peak directly.

The reason for the one-week delay is not anything else, it is because "I Am a Singer" will also record the second episode this week, and in the past few days, Ye Qing has no time to do any theme songs, so he can only postpone it later.

After just two days of rest, Ye Qing fell into busyness again.

In such high-intensity work, the premiere of "I Am a Singer" was ushered in!