Da Peng finished the show and arrived home very late, but he still got up early the next day and ran to the radio station. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Radio hosts like them who do late-night shows don't have to go to work so early, they can come in the afternoon, but Dapeng still came early.

His purpose is also very simple, that is, he wants to know the ranking of radio programs yesterday.

After the radio station goes to work, the director will read out the ranking of each program yesterday, which is an old tradition of the radio station, and Dapeng has to catch up at this time.

Da Peng slept for four hours, and when he woke up in the morning, his eyelids were still fighting, but he still arrived as soon as possible.

When he entered the unit, he was coaxed by his colleagues again, and Dapeng was a little tired.

The director began to announce the listening rate, and the first place was still Wang Xiaoyun's "Xiaoyun Chronicles", the top spot of the Literature and Art Channel, this woman is really powerful.

As the directors continued to read the rankings one by one, Da Peng's heart became heavier and heavier.

"Eleventh place, Quyi Wenhui. ”

When the "hahaha......" ranking was read, everyone laughed, and Da Peng's face turned red.

Dapeng is the king of the bottom of the 10,000 years, and everyone is used to it, so when it is usually announced to the last place, everyone has long been unfazed.

But this time it's different, Dapeng made a bet with the director, saying that he must take off the hat of the last place this time, but isn't this still the bottom.

These grandsons are having fun, and they are all going crazy with laughter.

The director shook his head, said everyone work hard, and left.

Comrade Wang Xiaoyun, the top of the 10,000-year list, glanced at Da Peng sympathetically, didn't say anything, and got up to do her thing.

Da Peng was not discouraged, and then worked the show, he went through the recorded cross talk jokes again, changed his host words again, and did the show hard again in the evening.

Another night.

It was the early morning of the next day, Dapeng arrived early again, and he was at the bottom again, but the laughter of his colleagues was much less, because he had laughed yesterday, and he would be bored if he laughed again.

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After the broadcast on the third night, Dapeng came to listen to the ranking on the morning of the fourth day, and he was still at the bottom.

Dapeng is going to be desperate, they only recorded five nights of cross talk, edit and cut it, and it can be played for up to six nights, if you can't get rid of the bottom king, then the recording team will no longer be assigned to yourself, and the cross talk to the literary society can't continue to be broadcast.

It's been broadcast for three nights now, but the results are still no better, Dapeng feels that the future is bleak, and he also specially called He Xiangdong, He Xiangdong was relieved to him, but He Xiangdong didn't know the bottom of his heart.

The foundation of Dapeng's broken show is too thin, it can be said that there is no audience accumulation at all in the early stage, and the time period is poor, how easy it is to turn the tables in just one week.

Colleagues are also powerless to complain, always holding on to a point is too tired, three days have passed, many people have forgotten about it, even Director Tang, who made a bet with Dapeng, forgot about it, or he didn't care at all.

On the night of the fourth day, Da Peng broadcast live as usual, he was a little depressed in his heart, he believed in the level of cross talk of Xiang Wenshe, he believed that as long as he was given enough time, even though he was a late-night show, he could also make achievements, but it's a pity, it's a pity......

In fact, there is one thing that everyone ignores, and that is the change in Dapeng's listening rate data. What the director announces every morning is only the rankings, and he doesn't read out the data, but the table in his hand is posted on the bulletin board in the office hall, and there are detailed data on it.

The staff who come and go to the radio station can see it, but everyone usually just glances at it and leaves, who is interested in always watching it, even if it is watching, it is just to watch the top few, and who cares about the last Dapeng.

But the change is in this, Da Peng's listening rate has improved very much, he was originally far from the penultimate two of the literary channel, more than ten times worse, but three nights have passed, the data is very close, and it will be surpassed soon.

It's just that this point has not been paid attention to and discovered by everyone for the time being, even Da Peng, who is also panicked, and is embarrassed to go to the bulletin board to study his own data.

Tonight is the fourth night of the Quyi Wenhui playing the cross talk of Xiangwenshe, but there was a little accident this night, the accident was not on the radio, nor was it on the Xiangwenshe, but on the road in Beijing.

Beijing's traffic is notoriously poor, congested, too congested. Especially tonight, there was a traffic accident on the elevated highway into the city, and the accident occurred during the rush hour after work, and the cars were connected into a string, and the fourth ring road was also blocked, which was a big jam that had not been encountered for more than ten years.

The police car accident car can't drive in to deal with the traffic accident, the car in front can't go, the car behind can't get in, everyone is going crazy.

The traffic police department can't get off work anymore, and has been directing traffic and trying its best to evacuate. The traffic channel of the radio station is in full swing, and they are all seizing the time to broadcast the latest news.

All parties are working hard, but this traffic jam is too bad, until ten o'clock in the evening there was no evacuation, the traffic police comrades are almost tired and lie down, and at this time, Dapeng's Quyi Wenhui is played on time.

"It's time for our Quyi Wenhui again, I'm your old friend, Da Peng. The cross talk special session of Xiangwen Society has been broadcast for the fourth night, and we have also received many letters from audience friends, saying that they hope to listen to more traditional cross talk in the program. ”

Da Peng's face flushed, in fact, he didn't receive a letter from the audience at all, but he still had to say this, for the sake of listening.

"Xiangwen Society is a traditional cross talk team, mainly speaking traditional cross talk, listening to their cross talk you can hear the taste of history. What is the cross talk in the old society and the old teahouse, and what is their cross talk like now. Okay, please enjoy the cross talk of Xiang Wen She, "Da Shang Shou", this cross talk was brought by He Xiangdong, the head of Xiang Wen She, and his partner Xue Guo. ”

In these years, the Internet is still just starting, and it is difficult to watch a video on the computer, let alone the mobile terminal, and now the mobile phone has no network, and you can only listen to the radio when you are stuck in traffic.

At this time, the listening rate of Dapeng's Quyi Wenhui is slowly rising.

"I can't do it, I'm just an ordinary little cross talk actor, no one knows, no one knows, I stay on the street, and I don't even look at the dog. ”

"Hey, you're still annoying dogs?"

"Hey, what's that called?"

"You said it yourself. ”

"I mean, I'm not famous, I can't compare to you. You may not know that our teacher Xue is not just a cross talk actor, but he has also made films. ”

"Yes, it did. ”

"You may have seen it, it's just one of those little movies that two or three people can do. ”

"Ahh