The next day, Zeng Xiaoxian got up early in the morning and began to look for the love stories in this world, but found that although there are many love stories in this world, they are all very simple. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zeng Xiaoxian lay on the computer and kept finding the "coo-goo" that his stomach began to be hungry, but he still didn't find a suitable love story, Zeng Xiaoxian had to give up first, and it was also very important to solve the problem of eating first.

Zeng Xiaoxian opened the door and was about to go out, but saw Chen Meijia watching TV in the living room, Zeng Xiaoxian thought that it would be better to brainstorm to create a love story by himself, so he asked Chen Meijia: "Meijia, are you busy?"

"Busy," Chen Meijia's answer was beyond Zeng Xiaoxian's expectations, wasn't Meijia watching TV? I saw Chen Meijia stuff a handful of popcorn into her mouth and said, "Teacher Zeng, didn't you see that I was busy watching TV?!"

"Hehe," Zeng Xiaoxian sneered, it turned out that he was busy watching TV!

"Teacher Zeng, don't go," Chen Meijia saw that Zeng Xiaoxian was about to leave, got up from the sofa and said, "Teacher Zeng, do you need help with anything?"

"Aren't you very busy?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked strangely.

"You can watch TV every day," Chen Meijia turned off the TV and said, "Teacher Zeng, do you want to make a declaration of love to Sister Yifei again?!I support you!Come on!Come on!!Come on!!Come on!!......

"No!" Zeng Xiaoxian interrupted Chen Meijia and said, "I have something I want you to help with?" but it has nothing to do with Hu Yifei. Zeng Xiaoxian said that he wanted to write a little story about the philosophy of love, and saw what good suggestions Chen Meijia had.

"Oh, Mr. Zeng, you're looking for the wrong person, right?! I can't think of it, I usually only watch TV dramas, I don't even read much books, where can I make up stories. If you ask me to tell me a story, I think it's harder than if I was asked to memorize a ninety-nine multiplication table. Chen Meijia heard Zeng Xiaoxian's request and said depressedly.

Zeng Xiaoxian thought about it when he heard Chen Meijia's words, too, he had found the wrong person.

"Yes," Chen Meijia suddenly shouted again, "Teacher Zeng, we can ask Guan Gu to make up a story, he has drawn so many comics, he will definitely be inspired." Without waiting for Zeng Xiaoxian to speak, he walked to the door of Guan Gu's magical room and filmed it.

Guan Gu magically opened the door, listened to Zeng Xiaoxian's request, and said: "You asked me to make up a philosophical love story? Why don't you just search for it on the Internet? Where there should be many stories." ”

"I didn't find what I thought was appropriate!" Mr. Zeng said.

"Are you asking too much?" said Guan Gu in disbelief.

"You search for yourself," Zeng Xiaoxian asked Guan Gu to collect the request on the Internet by himself, and Guan Gu opened the webpage and looked at it, but he didn't make a sound for a while.

Zeng Xiaoxian saw that Guan Gu had not spoken, so he stepped forward curiously, and found that Guan Gu was reading the novel with relish: "Guan Gu, what novel are you reading? ”

"Oh, it's a novel called "Tokyo Love Story", it's very good," after Guan Gu finished speaking, he turned his head and asked, "Teacher Zeng, can you see if you can use it?!"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at it and said: "No, although the story is very strong, what I want is a philosophical love story, not too long, otherwise I will become a storyteller, and it can't be this kind of popular literature of grievances and hatreds......"

After listening to Zeng Xiaoxian's request, Guan Gu said: "Teacher Zeng, you are too demanding," After speaking, Guan Gu looked at the computer again, and said to Zeng Xiaoxian without looking back: "Teacher Zeng, you better go and ask others first, I'll take a look at this novel first, I want to know what happened to Wanji and Rika in the end (the hero and heroine of the Tokyo love story)"

Zeng Xiaoxian saw that Guan Gu was already quiet in the novel, so he had to say: "Forget it, I'll ask someone else." ”

In the next two hours, Zeng Xiaoxian asked Tang Youyou and Lin Wanyu in the apartment respectively, and even went downstairs to ask Xiao Hei what good stories he had, but unfortunately he found nothing.

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon, and sighed: "Forget it, let's think about what good articles are there in my previous life, right?" Zeng Xiaoxian tried hard to think about the love philosophy stories he had read in his previous life, and he didn't know how many brain cells had been burned out, and finally: "If you have it, you can use it: in your previous life, who buried you." ”

"In the Past Life, Who Bury You" is a short story of Buddhism, which is very philosophical, and what Zeng Xiaoxian is going to talk about is a prose article written by someone later.

Finally found a little story, Zeng Xiaoxian felt a lot more refreshed, "coo-goo" With the sound of his stomach, Zeng Xiaoxian realized that he hadn't eaten today, so he went to Xiaoheide's grocery store to buy a few packs of instant noodles, since moving to room 3602, Zeng Xiaoxian has long resumed the habit of eating instant noodles every day.

After Zeng Xiaoxian finished eating instant noodles, he drove to the radio station.

"Judy, you came so early today?!" As soon as he entered his live broadcast room, he saw that Judy, the phone editor, was uncharacteristically waiting in the live broadcast room early.

Judy saw Zeng Xiaoxian coming, and handed a stack of printer paper to Zeng Xiaoxian: "Teacher Zeng, this is a little story that I think is not bad, you can take a look." It can be seen that Judy has put in a lot of effort to find so many small stories.

Zeng Xiaoxian took the little story that Judy found, looked at it, and felt that it was better to "In the Past Life, Who Bury You", but he still said to Judy: "Judy, thank you!"

"No thanks, I hope it helps. Judy said shyly.

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At eleven o'clock in the morning, the live broadcast is about to begin.

"Judy, prepare well, this time I must give my listeners a big surprise. Ahaha......" Zeng Xiaoxian smiled cheaply.

"Judy, print out "Past Life, Who Bury You" and give it to me. Zeng Xiaoxian handed Judy the draft he had written.

"Okay, Mr. Zeng. Judy took the draft and said. Although his phone editor always makes mistakes, Zeng Xiaoxian still thinks that although Judy is sometimes clumsy, she is still very careful in her work, but she is a little unconfident, and the most important thing is that no matter how unpopular Zeng Xiaoxian is in the station, Judy has always been doing his phone editor without regrets.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Zeng Xiaoxian officially launched his own show. Sitting in the live broadcast room, Zeng Xiaoxian adjusted the audio and started tonight's live broadcast: "Welcome to listen to "Your Moon My Heart", a good man is me, I am - Zeng Xiaoxian!" Zeng Xiaoxian habitually paused when he read his name, and raised his eyebrows.

Zeng Xiaoxian did not play music as usual in tonight's live broadcast, but said: "I think there should be many listeners and friends who haven't slept yet." There are young people who like nightlife, and there are some busy masters who are busy on the night shift, and here I wish you all a happy night!"

Zeng Xiaoxian put the transcript of "In the Past Life, Who Bury You" printed by Judy in front of him, and continued: "Okay, let's not talk nonsense, from tonight onwards, "Your Moon My Heart" will add new content, and I will tell you a love philosophy story every night. ”

"Okay, tonight's story is called "In the Past Life, Who Bury You": the scholar is dozing off with a book. Those who admired him said, "You see, he worked so hard that he was asleep and still holding a book." Those who do not admire him say, "You see, how lazy he is, and he falls asleep as soon as he holds a book." The person who sees it is different, and the scholar is not the scholar. When you love him, his shortcomings are all advantages, and if you don't love him anymore, his strengths become weaknesses. If you look at it differently, he's not him anymore. ……”

Zeng Xiaoxian's voice passed through the glass window of the broadcast studio to the ears of the people who had not slept late at night in this city. Some are loyal old listeners of "Your Moon My Heart" over the years, and some are new listeners who were accidentally heard during radio FM and were attracted to stay. For whatever reason, they heard it and were intrigued......

Judy outside the live broadcast room looked at Zeng Xiaoxian through the glass, and she once again felt that the man inside was so attractive, but it was a pity that she would never be worthy of him......

Inside the 3601 Love Apartment, a graceful woman listened to the radio quietly, and her slender figure was pulled by the outdoor street lamp for a long time......

PS: It's still a chapter today. The original text of "In the Past Life, Who Bury You", I posted it in the work, it is a good prose, if you like it, you can take a look.