"Boss, congratulations, you finally drew a very awesome skill!" The voice of the Spirit of the Flame was still quite excited.

After Tang Zui heard the voice of the Spirit of the Fire, he couldn't help frowning slightly: "Music skills? ”

To be honest, Tang Zui is actually not too satisfied with this skill, because he really can't use this skill now, after all, he is doing a good job as a radio anchor now, and he can't be sorry for those listeners who like his novels, right?

And more importantly, he hasn't even finished his first novel yet, Tang Zui really doesn't want to do other things outside of the festival, after all, if he starts a new thing, his writing time will definitely be affected, and even his first novel "Covering the Sky" will be eunuch, which is not what he wants.

What Tang Zui likes is to take any thing into his own hands as much as possible, or what he wants is to go step by step, and do things one by one, so that "there is no chaos", things will not be chaotic, and he will not be chaotic.

So when Tang Zui got a new skill, he was not as happy as he imagined, because for him, such a skill was a "chicken rib" like a preservation, tasteless to eat, and it was a pity to abandon it.

"Forget it, one skill is better than nothing, let's get it first!" Tang Zui thought secretly in his heart, and then he said to the Spirit of the Flame: "Xiaoxin, you can pass on the skills to me!" ”

After hearing Tang Zui's answer, the Spirit of the Flame was naturally prepared, and then Tang Zui suddenly felt that some knowledge about music composition suddenly appeared in his mind.

After doing this qiē, Tang Zui didn't do anything else, but chose to go to bed, after all, he had to go to work in the morning.

On Tuesday, December 22, at seven o'clock in the morning, Tang got up on time.

Eat, go to work with Dong Shanshan, and go to work as usual.

After coming to the radio station, Tang Zui felt the kind of worship that others had for him, but our teacher Tang seemed to have become accustomed to this feeling of being worshipped, because this feeling had been passively endured since the end of the poetry meeting a few days ago.

came to his office, opened the official website of his program, looked at the audience's comments on the novel, and praised them all:

""Chen Ergou's Demon Life" is really well written, the more I listen to it, the more flavorful it is, great love!"

"When I first heard "Chen Ergou", I felt bored, and even a little disgusted, because this novel is too alternative, but when you are immersed in it, you find that this novel is not as simple as a simple urban novel, and the philosophy and wisdom of life and the struggle of the little people contained in it really give people an enlightening effect and support Mr. Tang! Support "Chen Ergou's Demonic Life"! ”

"When I used to listen to "Chen Ergou", I listened to Mr. Tang's voice, but now when I listen to "Chen Ergou", I hear the novel itself, this is a novel that people should listen to repeatedly, and I look forward to the publication of this novel!"

After a period of precipitation, people finally began to accept this novel on a large scale, this time people pay attention to this novel, not because of Tang Zui's voice, not because of Tang Zui's fame, not because of the recommendation of celebrities, but because of the charm of the novel itself!

After seeing this situation, Tang Zui finally breathed a sigh of relief, because it meant that he had a firm foothold on the radio, this time he did not rely on his reputation as the "king of online literature", not because of Dong Shanshan's support, nor because of the success of the poetry club, but with the strength of his own radio anchor!

In the morning, there wasn't much going on, and the studio was still idle, so he recorded today's recording in advance:

The careless Chen Yuanshu didn't blame him for making a fuss, after all, this is his professional ethics, after opening it, he was stunned for a moment, then he was dazed, and finally squinted his eyes, exhaled heavily, and slowly folded the paper without saying a word, put it in his bag, and sandwiched it into a copy of "China's New High-level Think Tank".

The phrase was: 'I have a tiger in my heart, smell the rose.' ’”

The voice was still flat, but there were waves in the blandness, and when Dong Shanshan, Wang Yunqiang, Liu Ting and others heard Tang Zui say the last sentence, they all felt a sudden shock in their hearts!

Dong Shanshan was stunned!

Liu Ting was also stunned!

All the people who were listening to Tang Zui reading this chapter of the novel were stunned!

"I have a tiger in my heart, smell the rose!"

There are no grandiose words, but it gives them a feeling of swallowing mountains and rivers!

Everyone who heard this sentence felt that the blood in their body that was about to cool down suddenly boiled!

That's the impulse of youth!

That's the most primitive touch!

After the recording, everyone spontaneously applauded, for this sentence and for the person who wrote it.

After getting off work at noon, because there was still plenty of time, the two did not go to the "Lao Wu Fried Sauce Noodle Restaurant" this time, but chose to go home.

After returning home, Tang Zui suddenly found that there was no one at home, so he said to Dong Shanshan: "Shanshan, do you know how to cook?" ”

Dong Shanshan gave him a blank look and went directly into the kitchen.

This scene, if Qin Xiulian or Fang Yuling saw it, they would definitely sigh "really matched", because the two of them at this moment are really like a little couple.

"Shanshan, do you know how to cook?"

Tang Zui saw that Dong Shanshan was very skilled in washing and cutting vegetables, and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Dong Shanshan didn't even look at Tang Zui, skillfully cut the vegetables and replied directly: "Then what do you think?" ”

"I thought you didn't know how to cook?" Tang Zui smiled and said, "Hehe, I really didn't expect it!" ”

"Che, there are so many things you didn't expect?"

The meal is done, it really opens Tang Zui's eyes, two simple meals, one meat and one vegetable, which is called a full of color, flavor and flavor, so that someone can eat at the dinner table without caring about their own image!

"Don't forget to wash the dishes, I'll go home and sleep for a while."

After eating, Dong Shanshan left a sentence and got up and left Tang Zui's house, leaving Tang Zui, who was sitting on a chair and patting his stomach comfortably, and said.

"Oh."

Tang Zui responded casually, and then stopped speaking, and continued to squint and reminisce about the meal just now.

At 1:50 p.m., the two got up and left the house and drove to the radio station again.

The work is still the same, recording, reading messages, making a cup of tea, the afternoon has passed like this, look at the time, and it is about to get off work, but just when Tang Zui was packing up his things and preparing to get off work, Dong Shanshan called