A month later, the office of Director Song. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info "Xiaoxian, I'm going to transfer away today, I didn't expect you to be able to come back before leaving." ”

"Uncle Song, don't be so sad. Zeng Xiaoxian continued: "I won't say it, I'll go to see you when I have time." ”

"Okay, that's decided, you must come! When you come to Jincheng, I'll treat you to a big dinner." Director Song also seemed to be optimistic: "When I stabilize in Jincheng, I will introduce you to a Jincheng girl, the girl in Jincheng is very picky! Haha......." ”

"Uncle Song," Zeng Xiaoxian smiled embarrassedly: "That's decided?!I don't want it if it's not a beauty!"

"You, haha......" Director Song also relaxed happily: "Okay, stop chatting, help me clean up." ”

"Good!" Zeng Xiaoxian replied. It took a while to clean up. "Xiaoxian," Director Song spoke again, "I also know a little about you." ”

"Hmm," Zeng Xiaoxian didn't understand what Director Song was going to say: "Uncle Song, didn't you watch me grow up, don't you know anything?" Well, I don't know if it's better to call you Lu Xiaoxian or Zeng Xiaoxian. Director Song waved his hand to signal Zeng Xiaoxian not to speak, and continued: "No matter which Xiaoxian you are, you have to remember that you grew up in the seventy-two orphanage home, and you can go back and see more when you have time, it is not easy for the old dean to be alone." ”

"I will," Zeng Xiaoxian paused and said: "I just came back from training, there are still some things that I need to deal with, and the work has to start again. Director Song stared at Zeng Xiaoxian as if he was afraid that he was just perfunctory, and after a while, he said, "It's good if you are free." "I promise!" Zeng Xiaoxian affirmed.

After sending Uncle Song away, Zeng Xiaoxian returned to the radio station alone, and just after entering the gate, he saw Lisa Rong from a distance and wanted to dodge.

"Zeng Xiaoxian. Lisa Rong's voice came, but she still didn't dodge.

"Yes, leader. Zeng Xiaoxian hurriedly greeted him: "Lisa Rong, I didn't expect it, I just ran into your old man when I returned to the radio, I said, why was there a magpie chirping just now." ”

Lisa Rong snorted at Zeng Xiaoxian with her nostrils: "Am I old?"

"No," Zeng Xiaoxian said with a weak heart. Lisa Rong continued: "Why did I just see it, and someone saw me from a distance and pretended not to see it and avoided it?"

"Is there one?" Zeng Xiaoxian sneered: "Why didn't I see it, this kind of person is too unqualified, if you see this kind of person in the future, you will see it once and fight it once!"

"Okay," Lisa Rong said, "Zeng Xiaoxian, I called you over, just to tell you that don't forget the live broadcast at night." You must know that the current employment situation is very tight. ”

"I know, I know," Zeng Xiaoxian nodded busily and said, "How could I forget, a good man is me, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian." Then he showed a cheap expression: "Lisa Rong, you think it's okay, right?!"

"Well," Lisa Rong snorted, "Just call me Lisa in the unit in the future." ”

"Then what's so embarrassing," Zeng Xiaoxian touched his head and asked, "Li-Sha, I heard that you were promoted?"

"That's right!" Lisa said arrogantly, "Now it just so happens to be, your moon my heart's producer, Zeng Xiaoxian, I will keep an eye on you." With that, he turned around and left.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Lisa who was far away and exhaled softly, this woman's aura was too powerful, and she broke out in a cold sweat!

At twelve o'clock in the night, Zeng Xiaoxian's emotional program was special. "Dear listeners and friends, hello!" Zeng Xiaoxian hosted the show passionately: "A good man is me, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian." Welcome to your moon my heart, I am your old friend Zeng Xiaoxian. In the past month, Xiaoxian has carried out business training, and I can't accompany you, so I would like to express my deep apologies, today, I have a lot of feelings when I return to this live broadcast room, and I have a new understanding of emotional communication. Okay, at the beginning of the show, we will put on a piece of good music according to the old rules, I hope you have a good mood. In addition, our emotional hotline has been opened, waiting for your story to share with us. After the cliché lines were finished, Zeng Xiaoxian took a sip of boiled water to moisten his throat, and the phone editor Judy was waiting for the arrival of the emotional hotline.

At the end of a cheerful song, Zeng Xiaoxian motioned to the phone editor Judy if there was a hotline call, and Judy shook her head and said no. Zeng Xiaoxian had no choice but to continue: "I just listened to a cheerful youth song, and then we are listening to a golden love song," the music sounded, Zeng Xiaoxian continued: "In addition, Xiaoxian reminded the audience and friends of Guangfa that the hotline has been opened, and enthusiastic friends are welcome to call, our hotline is xxxxxxx"

At the end of another song, Zeng Xiaoxian looked at his watch and broadcast live for half an hour, but no hotline calls came in, and the phone editor Judy was a little sleepy sitting in front of the phone.

"Hey, Judy. Zeng Xiaoxian looked at the somewhat sleepy phone editor and asked, "Just a phone call?" Judy nodded affirmatively. Zeng Xiaoxian continued to ask, "Then, isn't there anyone who calls in to make trouble?" Judy nodded affirmatively again.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who did not have a hotline to call and interact, began to host the show again, "After listening to a beautiful love song, we are here to enjoy a love song duet, I hope you like it." In addition, Xiaoxian once again explained that your moon my heart hotline has been opened, welcome to ......" Zeng Xiaoxian presided over for a while with a dry mouth, looked at his watch again, and the live broadcast lasted for an hour and a half, and there was no call from a listener.

"Judy," Zeng Xiaoxian expressed serious dissatisfaction with the phone editor Judy falling asleep on the table and making a snoring sound, but not yet, "Judy, what do you think of my hosting today?!"

"Well," Judy rubbed her eyes as if she hadn't woken up yet, "Are you off work?"

"Judy!" Zeng Xiaoxian began to have a seizure: "Does the show I host make you want to sleep like that?!"

"I'm sorry," Judy finally came to her senses and whispered, "but not a single call came today." ”

"I know," Zeng Xiaoxian continued, "There will be half an hour left, there will be a call from an enthusiastic listener, there will definitely be!" Zeng Xiaoxian said to himself.

"Teacher Zeng," Judy, the phone editor, said with some hesitation, "probably not." There hasn't been a hotline call for the last week. ”

"What?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked in disbelief, "Are you saying that no one has called the hotline in the past week?"

"Hmm!" Judy nodded affirmatively.

"You bring me the statistics from last month's program," Zeng Xiaoxian said to Judy. Zeng Xiaoxian took the program statistics brought by Judy and read them at a glance, and his face was very ugly.

"Was the last substitute host a brain-dead? Our program is only the penultimate in the listening rate, it's not that there is no listening rate, what is this listening rate of 0.01?!" Zeng Xiaoxian said angrily.

"Judy, which host was substitute during my training?"

"It's Peter Zhu, a newcomer to the sports channel, and we all call him Peter Zhu. Judy replied.

"Pig," Zeng Xiaoxian scolded: "I think he is a pig, no, it's better than a pig......

After scolding for a while, Zeng Xiaoxian calmed down and looked at the watch and the last five minutes of the show ended. "Judy, there are five minutes left, if a call comes in, anything will be connected to the live broadcast," Zeng Xiaoxian finally ordered.

"Dear listeners and friends, it's about to end the show," Zeng Xiaoxian continued to host the show according to the process, "Today's program ......" Suddenly the phone editor Judy stood up and said that a hotline had called in, and Zeng Xiaoxian immediately picked it up: "The good man is me, I am Zeng Xiaoxian, this friend you ......" Zeng Xiaoxian's words were not finished, and the other party's voice came from the phone: "Okay, you are big! Are you Zeng Xiaoxian?!Do you recognize a bastard named Wang Tiezhu?!" He made my sister's belly bigger...... "The other man's voice sounded very grumpy.

"This listener seems to be a little excited, please speak slowly," Zeng Xiaoxian's on-the-spot adaptability is still very good, "Hey, can you hear me?" Zeng Xiaoxian slowly gathered up a piece of paper and made a loud sound, "Your sound effect is not very good, I'll hang up the phone first." Then he hung up the phone.

What is going on?!Zeng Xiaoxian was depressed and wanted to die. The first day of live streaming was unfavorable.