Walking out of the recording studio, Hu Yifei saw Zeng Xiaoxian standing there in a daze, and couldn't help but walk over and bump into him: "What's wrong?" What's the fuss here? ”

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, glanced at Hu Yifei, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, you've finished recording?" ”

Hu Yifei nodded, and the two of them returned to the apartment together after eating, and the journey was peaceful.

Returning to his room and logging in to his starting point account, Zeng Xiaoxian took a look, and the backstage actually came to the station, and it was really good, his novel has passed the review and can be updated every day in the future. This is also a first step to keep going.

Since this day, Zeng Xiaoxian has been uploading the novel of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" to the starting point, and the audio version will be broadcast on the radio.

Everything went well, Zhang Xiaobin didn't trouble Zeng Xiaoxian anymore, and the listening rate of the show gradually stabilized. Since changing the program time, "Your Moon My Heart" has been either the first or second in terms of listening rate.

has become the main program in the channel, especially in the last few days, "Your Moon My Heart" has been the first in the listening rate for four consecutive episodes.

The listening rate of each issue has reached more than three points, and it is still growing, Zeng Xiaoxian is about to become the first brother of the literary channel.

On this day, Zeng Xiaoxian just landed at the starting point, and found that he actually had a short station. According to the steps mentioned above, he found his editor-in-charge Bohan, and after adding him, Zeng Xiaoxian first sent a smile.

The results of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" are not bad, and it has already rushed to the list of classified new books, which is remarkable without recommendation.

The collection has reached more than 300, and there are many people who leave messages in the message area every day, of course, most of them are urging changes.

"Hello, are you Zeng Xiaoxian, the author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"?" Bo Khan got straight to the point: "I am the editor of the starting point of the supernatural class, your book has met the contract requirements of this site, if you have the intention of signing a contract, please contact the contract editor Chiba." ”

Chiba? Behind is QQ, Zeng Xiaoxian directly found Chiba, and then received a template of the contract.

After reading it once, the exclusive serial rights of the network were authorized to the starting point Chinese network, and there were some terms on publishing and other matters later. Including the speed of publication should not be greater than the speed of online serialization, etc., the responsibilities and rights of both parties are very detailed.

"Signed!" Zeng Xiaoxian felt that there was no problem, so he agreed to the request to sign the contract.

signed the book to the starting point, which was considered to have done one thing, and Zeng Xiaoxian was also slightly relieved.

When he came to the unit the next day, Zeng Xiaoxian saw that everyone looked at him with strange eyes, and couldn't help but hesitate, he brought makeup to the unit every day, why did everyone look like this? Could it be that there is something wrong.

took out a mirror from his arms and looked at himself, Zeng Xiaoxian found that there seemed to be no other problems except for becoming handsome!

"Teacher Zeng, are you here?" A host walked up to Zeng Xiaoxian's side and said with a smile: "I'm waiting to see your wonderful performance, I didn't expect you to have such ability, you should have shown it a long time ago, colleagues have been around for three years, and we didn't even know it." ”

Looking at the other party's back, Zeng Xiaoxian frowned, where and where is this?

When he came to his recording studio, Zeng Xiaoxian saw that Judy also looked weird, frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" Why do you all look weird? ”

Judy was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Everyone is surprised, I didn't expect that Mr. Zeng still has such ability, and he can actually compose lyrics and music for himself and perform songs by himself." With little stars in her eyes, Judy looked at Zeng Xiaoxian: "Can you reveal in advance, what song are you going to sing?" ”

"What original song?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Judy, he did know how to write songs, but he never said what songs he wanted to sing!

"In the hall on the third floor, the annual Taiwan Festival is coming again, isn't our channel going to have a show?" Judy also seemed to notice that something was wrong, explaining: "You didn't report the original song, and the station will come to review it in a few days." ”

Signed up for an original song? Zeng Xiaoxian frowned, when did he report the original song?

Taiqing Zeng Xiaoxian knows that once a year, it is the biggest event of the radio station.

Invite many audiences to the scene, and the leaders of the station will also come, and even the leaders of the group will also come. It's definitely the biggest radio event, but what does this event have to do with me? When did you report the original song?

"The notification has come out!" Judy saw Zeng Xiaoxian's appearance and whispered.

Don't ask, it must be Zhang Xiaobin's ghost, he can't get rid of himself, this is to take this opportunity to get rid of himself. Someone from the station to censor the show? Zeng Xiaoxian noticed these words, and it didn't seem to be so simple.

"I see!" Zeng Xiaoxian nodded, not saying anything more, because there was no point at all.

Even if he goes to find Zhang Xiaobin now, he will bite the bullet and refuse to admit it, not to mention that everyone in the channel is already well known, he just wants to stink himself.

"The last time I hit you in the face with the listening rate, this time I hit you in the face with a song!" Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes flashed with disdain, he didn't take this matter to heart at all, turned his head and said to Judy: "Get ready, start the live broadcast!" ”

As soon as he turned his head, Zeng Xiaoxian actually saw Zhang Xiaobin walking in, he didn't go to look for him, this guy actually came?

"Isn't this Director Zhang?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Zhang Xiaobin and said with a smile: "Director Zhang, is this back for nostalgia?" Although three years have passed, the place has not changed, and the daffodils on the table are still the same as when you were there. ”

Although Zeng Xiaoxian smiled and his words were very kind, how could Zhang Xiaobin not hear it? Zeng Xiaoxian is a naked mockery, mocking himself for escaping from here.

Snorted coldly, Zhang Xiaobin flicked his sleeves: "Needless to say, these are useless, I came to inform you of something." ”

Notice? Isn't it just about original songs, what else can you do? Although Zeng Xiaoxian was disdainful in his heart, he still had a puzzled expression on his face: "What news?" Do you want to bother Director Zhang to run in person? ”

"Regarding the Taiwan celebration program, your original songs, the station attaches great importance to it, and there will be a deputy director who will come down." Zhang Xiaobin looked at Zeng Xiaoxian: "When the time comes, you must perform well and win glory for the literary channel!" ”

Deputy Director? You're here to cheer you on, right? Zeng Xiaoxian knew in his heart that this should be Zhang Xiaobin's backstage.

"Director Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely do my best!" Zeng Xiaoxian smiled slightly: "It's almost time, I'm going to start the live broadcast, I don't know if Director Zhang has anything else?" ”

Zhang Xiaobin was stunned, he thought that Zeng Xiaoxian would resist the law and argue with himself, but he didn't expect Zeng Xiaoxian to agree like this. I directly registered him, and also sent a notice, just to force him to fall out with himself, and then drive him away with a combination of punches, why did he agree so lightly?

This fist seemed to hit the cotton, making Zhang Xiaobin have the urge to vomit blood.

The first plan failed, and the second plan can only start with the song, and you can't jump out.

After clearing his throat, Zhang Xiaobin pretended to cough a few times to hide his embarrassment: "It's good to know, then prepare well, and perform well when the time comes, our literary channel can't lose to other channels!" With that, he left with his hands behind his back.

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Zhang Xiaobin's back and pouted disdainfully, something, wasting time here.

After doing his own live broadcast, Zeng Xiaoxian returned to his home, lay on the bed and fell asleep, as for the song, he didn't pay attention to it at all, Zeng Xiaoxian was going to use "My Future Style", isn't it his own original?

Su Liang is a white-collar worker, every day of work is very leisurely, in his spare time, after finishing his work, he will make a cup of tea, open the starting point Chinese network, and pass the time.

In the past, books were all on paper, but now most of them are electronic documents, which is the benefit of scientific and technological progress.

Su Liang, who is twenty-seven years old, has been on the Internet for ten years, and has been reading books at the starting point for a few years. From the beginning of swallowing dates, to now becoming more and more picky. Ordinary books can't get into Su Liang's eyes at all, and he doesn't even bother to turn them.

All kinds of ambiguous little yellow texts, all kinds of slap faces, without any connotation and technical content, watching many nymphos running to the rich and handsome plot, Su Liang felt like throwing up. Especially Su Liang has a soft spot for supernatural and martial arts, but there are really too few good books.

"Alas, too little!"

After reading the latest VIP chapters of a book, Su Liang shook his head slightly and sighed, now, in the entire supernatural world, except for Yu Feng's book, which looks okay, Su Liang really can't read other books at all.

glanced at the list of supernatural new books, and found that all the books were basically seedlings, and there were countless thirty or forty thousand words, many books, and when he looked at the name, Su Liang didn't even have the desire to click on them.

"Huh?"

At this time, Su Liang saw a book, "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", the name was a bit interesting. Originally, it was clicked on at random, and the number of words was less than 50,000, but when he looked at it and saw the introduction, Su Liang secretly shouted at this time.

"It's actually about tomb robbery!"

Sighing lightly, with the idea of giving it a try, Su Liang opened the first chapter, and in less than half an hour, Su Liang watched it with relish.

"Supernatural novels can be written like this, tomb robbing turns out to be so complicated, and there are so many exquisitenesses." Su Liang sighed: "This is called a supernatural novel, the bland narration actually makes me feel a chill in my back." ”

Su Liang said while reading, and clicked on the next chapter, but found that there was no more.

"Huh? Why not? ”

It turned out that unconsciously, Su Liang had already finished reading it, and at this time, Su Liang also reminisced, and then said with a little excitement: "The writing is simply amazing." ”