A week later.

Zhang Ye was forcibly taken off by a deputy director of Literature and Art Frequency, and the leader almost laughed and ordered him to rest for two days and not let this guy go to work. Because this week, Zhang Ye is playing with his life, making an appointment with the daytime studio recording every day, and if it doesn't take too long, he will make an appointment at night, and find the relevant person in charge to make an appointment with the key to work overtime to record overnight, and he has recorded more than 50 episodes of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", plus the previous periods, he has completed the recording of more than 60 episodes, and it seems that the recording is about to end.

In between, each episode of the program broadcast on time also brought Zhang Ye a total of 200,000 prestige, and then there was a reputation value that the click-through rate of several poems spread on the Internet kept contributing, adding up to about 300,000, all of which were bought by Zhang Ye "Memory Search Capsule", a total of three capsules, which has allowed Zhang Ye to consolidate his memory of all the words in "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" in his memory, word for word, there is no obstacle to recording naturally, it is still the whole process of unscripted, seven days, and the colleagues in the station have become accustomed to this "****" exists.

From shock to astonishment, from surprise to amazement, from amazement to numbness!

Later, everyone was accustomed to Zhang Ye's amazing performance!

There are still a few episodes left to be recorded, Zhang Ye was in the original world of Lu, after the hot sale of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", there was also a radio station that recorded the broadcast of this novel, which were all four or five hundred episodes, why did he finish recording less than 100 episodes? The reason is that the ghost story program in the last world is called Midnight Shooting Surprise, which is half an hour of program time, which means more than 20 minutes in the novel, not even yet, but "Late Night Ghost Story" in this world is an hour-long program, and Zhang Ye's speech speed is much faster than that of ordinary people, so the number of episodes of the program will naturally be shortened.

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Early.

Zhang Ye brushed his teeth and washed, seven days of continuous overtime and disrupted work and rest time made his mental state not very good, and he always yawned after smoking a cigarette to refresh himself.

Supposedly, there is no need to play with your life like this.

But why did Zhang Ye work so hard for Lu? There are four reasons.

First, he must be worthy of the attention of the leader!

Second, he must be worthy of the love of his audience!

Third, if you finish recording the show early, you can get the bonus early!

As for the fourth ...... Well, the fourth point is that the first and second points are actually not important at all!

After checking the salary and bonus just issued yesterday with the online bank, Zhang Ye immediately became much more excited, and after thinking about it, he hadn't been home for a long time, so he went downstairs to take the subway and went home.

Mom and Dad live in the vegetable market, a community that is neither new nor old.

As soon as he walked downstairs to his house, Zhang Ye met a few old neighbors.

"Yo, isn't this Xiao Ye, you're back, but I haven't seen you for a long time. A lady said.

Zhang Ye greeted: "Aunt Zhou early, I moved out of Lu to live by myself last month, and I haven't come back because I've been busy with work recently." ”

"I heard your parents say that you went to work at the radio station?" another old man shook his fan and said, "That's a good place, eat public food, work hard." ”

"Well, definitely. Zhang Ye chatted a few words before going upstairs.

When I pressed the doorbell, it was my mother who opened the door, and she didn't look very happy, "It's been a month, and you still know how to go home?"

Zhang Ye looked at it and said with a smile: "Don't I want to come back after some achievements, what about my father?

"He's reading the newspaper. "The mother kicked the slippers to her son.

Zhang Ye bent down to put it on, and when he entered the living room, he saw his father holding the Beijing Times on the sofa, "Dad, I'm back, you and my mother are fine, right?"

Dad never talked much, "It's all good, how are you doing?"

Zhang Ye is very beautiful, "It's okay, this month's salary has been paid, plus the bonus is 18,000." ”

"What?" my mother pricked up her ears at that time, and turned her sorrow into joy: "Are there so many? Aren't you still on probation?

Zhang Ye said with a smile: "The salary is not much, but there are many bonuses, there is a contribution reward of 5,000, and another 8,000 is a performance reward, plus wages and subsidies are so much." ”

"My son is okay. The old mother smiled, "I'll just say that my son must have a future!"

Dad said old-fashionedly: "Don't be proud, this achievement is nothing." ”

Mom squeezed her eyes with Zhang Ye, and said: "You listen to your father, he is now guarding the radio every night to listen to your column, sometimes I make noise in the middle of the night, I ask him to be quieter, and he still doesn't agree, he also listened to your show of saving a girl with modern poetry, and praised the level of your modern poetry, and wrote down your poems, heh, I didn't understand that poem anyway." ”

Dad's face changed, "You talk a lot, don't you?"

Mom snorted: "I'm just telling the truth, what are you staring at, just your eyes are big?"

Zhang Ye smiled, the recognition of his family was the greatest encouragement to him, and said: "It's almost noon, Dad, Mom, I won't cook today, let's go out and eat, I finally earned my first month's salary, I must invite you two to rub it, let's go!"

The old mother was relieved: "Okay, I will also eat my son." ”

At first, my father said that he would not go, for fear of spending money indiscriminately, and the conditions at home were not so good. But Zhang Ye and his mother pulled him hard, and his father also changed his clothes.

Downstairs.

My mother took out her phone very avantly, "I'll check if there are any delicious restaurants nearby." ”

Zhang Ye asked, "What do you use?"

"Reviews.com, I just learned it from a colleague. "Mom is clumsily manipulating her phone.

Zhang Ye scoffed, looked down on his mother and said: "You are too backward, what age is this, you are not scientific at all, and it is not accurate, look at me!" Zhang Ye took out the signature pen he carried with him, raised his hand and threw it into the air, and when the pen landed, he reached out and pointed diagonally across the road in the direction of the tip of the pen, "This is delicious!"

Mom: "......"

Dad said, "You are a college student, can you not be so superstitious?"

Zhang Ye said stubbornly: "Believe me, this one must be delicious, I didn't make a mistake by throwing this thing, otherwise how do you think I would get such a high score in English in the college entrance examination?"

The restaurant is not small, and there are many people.

A family of three went in and was led into a table at the back by the waiter.

The waitress said politely, "May I ask what the three of you want to eat?"

The mother said casually: "Son, you can order food, don't order too expensive, there's no need." ”

Zhang Ye snorted, a little 20,000, he is also a little rich now, why do you keep so much money? Isn't that just consumption, besides, he is more or less a public figure now, and he has to be faceless, so he said in a big tone: "What is the most expensive dish you have here?"

The waitress was surprised, "The most expensive?"

Zhang Ye nodded, "Yes, you can rest assured and boldly say it!"

The waitress uh: "Squirrel osmanthus fish is more expensive, depending on the amount, generally two or three hundred after a fish is processed, by the way, we also have abalone here, one is one hundred and two, how many do you want?"

Zhang Ye snapped his fingers, "Very good, very good, come to me...... A plate of diced kung pao chicken, a plate of fish-flavored shredded pork, and three bowls of rice, and that's it!"

The waitress almost vomited blood, and said that you don't want it for a long time?

As soon as the waiter left, my mother was embarrassed and said, "Don't ask you anything!"

Zhang Ye coughed and said: "I didn't expect it to be so expensive, so what, didn't you say don't order too expensive, we still have to live, it's almost enough." ”

Mom said angrily: "You're too picky!"

Dad interjected, "That's not what I learned from you, you two were born from the eyes of money!"