Chapter XXII: The Broadcast Incident

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"Say, what do you want to do to hand over the video!"

"Hehe, Mr. Shen. What video content, I don't understand! Mao Xiaojian answered the question and played with a single-lens reflex camera.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, isn't it you who called me out just now!" Shen Feihu swallowed a breath of anger.

"Oh, it seems to be me. That's it, Mr. Shen, I've been short of money recently, this SLR camera was bought by me last year, Canon's, and now it's barely worth more than 10,000 yuan, you buy this SLR camera, you can delete it as much as you want, don't you have no worries! ”

"If you fart, this camera will be more than 6,000 when you buy it, and the one in your hand will be sixty percent new, and it will give you 4,000." Shen Feihu is anxious, slandering, naked, this little rabbit cub is really good at making money, and he doesn't even let go of the teacher.

Mao Xiaojian frowned, didn't say anything, took out the SLR camera, pressed the play button, and pressed the volume to the maximum, for fear that Shen Feihu would be too old to hear clearly.

"You wrote a good poem the other day!"

"The teacher thought that you wrote poems well, but I didn't expect you to be so talented in novels, you are the author of "The First Close Contact", which was popular yesterday, right?"

……

"Wu Xie, you stop for me. This contract is 200,000 yuan, enough for you to graduate from college, and there is still room for it. I know that your family is poor, and your girlfriend broke up with you some time ago, so you can send some of this money home, and you can find a better girlfriend. You have to think clearly, out of this class, as long as I am still in the academy for a day, you will not want to live in peace. If you think about it, scholarships, grants, end-of-term evaluations, and science scores are ...... I can't influence any of them, people, learn to compromise. Don't let yourself go. ”

"People, as long as you are willing to bow your head, there is no good future. Wu Xie, don't be too impulsive. ”

Cold sweat broke out on Shen Feihu's forehead, these conversations were the conversations between himself and Wu Xie in the classroom, although the threatening words were very vague, but people with roots more or less understood that this was a naked threat.

"Okay, 10,000 is 10,000. You give me the video first, and I'll transfer it to you tomorrow! ”

……

Three minutes ago.

"With our clear voice, knock on the tranquility of every dawn on campus, and greet every face on campus with every smile I have. Hello everyone, and welcome to today's Campus Voices. ”

This is the opening remark recorded by the radio station of the Broadcasting Academy.

"Hey, this point is not broadcast time, who's in the broadcast room?"

On the playground, on the road, in the hallway, in the classroom...... Students in every corner of the campus are still busy. To be honest, the campus voice program is just some miscellaneous things such as campus heavy dà activities, missing person notices, etc., and basically not many people are interested in listening to them.

But soon, the classmates playing basketball on the playground forgot to shoot; The students who walked on the road came to a standstill; The laughing boys and girls in the hallway were silent; The teacher in the office was dumbfounded......

Cause?

Naturally, it was because the conversation between Shen Feihu and Wu Xie was broadcast clearly and loudly.

The radio of the School of Broadcasting is basically more than 360 without dead ends, with a coverage rate of 100%, and basically all teachers and students in the school have heard it, so the current listeners who listen to the voice of the campus are silent for a few seconds, and there are many discussions.

"Damn, Teacher Shen Feihu is really a bull, threatening students, and being exposed. Now I guess the teacher will not want to be a teacher. ”

"Well done, Shen Feihu likes to hang us on weekdays, and then collect money for the make-up exam. This is called evil retribution, hahaha! ”

"Shen Feihu also has today, I just saw the indecent video of him and Dr. Zhang, and within ten minutes, there was another threatening broadcast live, this person is unlucky, and he can choke to death when he drinks saliva. Not to mention, I also committed Tai Sui today, so hurry up and buy a pair of big red pants to wear. ”

"Teacher Shen threatened Wu Xie not to apply for a scholarship for him? If it is true, I am afraid that not only will I be dismissed by the school, but the Education Bureau will ask about it, and if I want to be a teacher in the future, it will definitely not work. ”

"First intimate encounter, author? Wu Xie? Shen Feihu forced Wu Xie to sign a contract, 200,000, what kind of contract? ”

"First intimate encounter. Damn, isn't it the book I chased yesterday! The pen name is Sanlu Eighteen, and I didn't expect it to be Wu Xie's classmate. Oh my God......"

"Wu Xie turned out to be the author of a close contact, isn't it? This book is worth 200,000? I signed it a long time ago. ”

At the same time, the few people who heard the news had complicated expressions.

Yang Wei was stupid.

The author of the first intimate contact was Yang Wei, and the last time he was in the print shop, he insulted the other party, saying that he was an unpopular Internet writer, and he was not worthy of the word writer at all, and he couldn't make a penny. But in the blink of an eye, Shen Feihu took out a contract of 200,000 yuan. He knows Shen Feihu very well, and it is certain that the value of this book is higher than 200,000, at least about 300,000.

Secondly, some people suspected that the author of this book was Wu Xie at that time, but Yang Wei instinctively did not believe it. And he openly admits that the author of the first intimate encounter is a good writer, and he is also one of the loyal readers of the book. But on the other hand, he did not admit that Wu Xie was a literary writer. If you didn't know that the pen name of Sanlu Eighteen was Wu Xie before, you could still understand. But now that I know it, I contradict myself.

Slap yourself in the face! This sourness is also deeply experienced by Yang Wei.

Bai Bingbing was stunned!

In the morning, she read the first intimate contact at the recommendation of her roommate, and was immediately moved by the love story between the ruffian Cai and the light dance Feiyang, just over 10,000 words, I was stunned for more than an hour, and I still couldn't get enough. He looked at the author of the pen name Sanlu Eighteen, although there is not much information on the website, but with the writing and plot, the reality of Sanlu Eighteen should be a humorous adult with sufficient life experience.

But who expected that he was not an office worker, but a college student. And someone he knew.

Wu Xie!

In memory, he was a one-eyed, dead-headed guy, and his high Chinese pen was average, but how did he get to college and improve his literary literacy so much. First, the ancient poems of the Qihang Literature Club were a blockbuster, and then the front edge amazed the audience for a while, and finally scolded the Qingjiang Writers Association on Weibo, making the other party dumb and unable to say that he was suffering from Coptis chinensis.

Two hundred thousand! When he broke up with Wu Xie, he didn't just dislike the other party for being poor. But after breaking up with him, he became a famous poet in a blink of an eye, and the novels he wrote were sold at sky-high prices.

I'm a broom star!

Bai Bingbing's face flushed, and she fell into a deep remorse.

An Yiru was slightly stunned, and then her bright eyes shone with starlight.

This kid turned out to be the author of the first intimate contact. Could the ruffian Cai be a true portrayal of himself? If yes, who is Dancing Flying? Is it his ex-girlfriend? He's still in love with him!