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【Anti-theft】

"The tenth time, Bajie collided with marriage. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

After walking for a long time, it was getting dark, and in a small forest not far away, a luxurious gatehouse could be faintly seen. Tang Seng said happily: "There is a place to stay tonight." "Tang Seng and apprentice just walked to the door, just a middle-aged woman walked out of the house, Tang Seng was busy saluting, explaining the intention, the woman heard and invited Tang Seng and apprentice into the house to rest."

"The woman led Tang Seng and his apprentices to the hall, instructed the servants to prepare a meal, and she talked to Tang Seng often, 'My family has a lot of wealth, and a thousand acres of fertile land. Alas! May Day but my husband died the year before last, and only three daughters are with me, seeing that the four of you masters and apprentices are all righteous men and gentlemen, it is better to be a son-in-law for my family, what does the master think? ’”

Pinching his throat, Meng Ke spoke "Journey to the West" into the microphone vividly.

Today is the tenth day.

In the past ten days, although he can't see the scene of the uncles and aunts in the open space in the community paying attention, he can also see from the reactions of the uncles and aunts these days that "Journey to the West" has completely conquered everyone in this community.

However, it doesn't help!

If he only had this influence, he would not be able to stop Ji Yongwang from converting the broadcast studio into a supermarket.

Five.

Meng Ke ended today's live broadcast, but he didn't go back, but looked out the listening rate that he had just applied for from the district radio station yesterday and was in a daze.

However, no matter how Meng Ke looks at it, the listening rate on it is zero.

Ten days is not a short time, and in the past ten days, Meng Ke has carefully studied Duan Zai of the Happy Village Channel.

Strictly speaking, the channel segment of Happy Village belongs to the district radio station.

In order to establish a harmonious community and enhance the happiness of the people, the last district mayor has added more than 30 channels to the district, and the channel segment of the happy village is how it came.

In recent years, there have been few people listening to semiconductors, and the district radio station has also deliberately ignored it, and even put the program time in the afternoon work section, and the listening rate can be imagined.

Smashing his mouth, Meng Ke turned out the district radio program listening rate ranking table, which he also applied for.

Although "Journey to the West" has been ironclad in the previous life, the time period is also a problem, although according to the regulations, village channels at all levels can apply for time adjustment, but it is obvious that under such results, the application form must be ignored by the above.

Recognizing the situation in front of him, Meng Ke naturally gave up submitting the application form, he is not the kind of person who has no brains, in front of the results, all prayers are bullshit.

Thinking about it, Meng Ke took out another table from the drawer, compared to the table just now, this form was densely packed with program time slots and listening rates.

This is also the statistical table of the program listening rate of the district radio station he applied for a few days ago in the past week.

"No, the number one traffic voice has a listening rate of 3.5%!" Looking at the ratings, Meng Ke smiled, and then he smiled, "Sure enough, only drivers will have time to listen to the radio these days, so the second place must be a music program." ”

As he spoke, Meng Ke glanced down, but the result disappointed him, and the second place turned out to be City Express, with a listening rate of 3.3%.

No. 3, Entertainment World, with a listening rate of 2.9%

4th place, evening news, with a listening rate of 2.8%

5th, 6th, 7th......

Searching all the way, Meng Ke became more and more excited, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Damn, no!"

It took three minutes for Meng Ke to raise his head from the listening rate ranking table of the district radio column, and the whole person was confused.

This list includes the programs of all district radio stations, but now, an entire district radio station has no music column!

No?!

What is it?

This is a business opportunity!

You know, in the previous life, in addition to the sound of traffic, the most popular among the public is the sound of music, and the majority of driver friends have created a daunting listening rate for the sound of music.

Not even now!?

"Hehe, it seems that the sky will not kill me, and when the broadcast studio is built, the next step will be to fill this vacancy."

Meng Ke thought proudly.

But smugness, excitement is excitement, he hasn't forgotten what he's doing, what's more, if he wants the district radio station to admit himself and open up a separate program for himself, he has to come up with results first, right?

After collecting his heart, Meng Ke continued to focus on the form, this time, he not only looked at it, but also took out a paper and pen to record.

1st place, the sound of traffic.

Listening rate: 3.8%.

Program time: 9:00-14:00, 14:00-24:00.

Peak hours: 12:00-13:00, 14:30-20:00. 、

Low peak time: 23:00-24:00.

Second place, Urban Express.

Listening rate: 3.3%.

Program time: 9:00-14:00, 14:00-21:00.

Peak hours: 12:00-13:00, 14:30-20:00.

Low peak time: 20:00-21:00.

Third place, entertainment world.

Listening rate: 2.9%.

Listening time: 18:00-18:30.

Peak time: 18:00-18:30.

Low Peak Time: None.

4th place, 5th place, 6th place......

A series of data seems dense on the A4 paper, and everyone else may be dumbfounded, but Meng Ke looks more and more focused.

Seeing the hundredth place all the time, Meng Ke's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sure enough!" All the village frequency bands are concentrated in the afternoon from seven to seven and a half, and at eight o'clock in the evening, the village frequency bands on the top row have begun to decline, not only that, after nine o'clock in the evening, almost all channel segments have begun to decline, even the listening rate of the sound of traffic is only 0.3%, and there is no program listening segment after eleven o'clock in the evening. ”

"So ......"

Pondering, Meng Ke suddenly showed a warm smile, if it was Meng Ke's friend in his previous life who saw his current appearance, he would definitely be two hundred percent vigilant, because this look Meng Ke was going to enlarge his moves next!

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District Radio.

Madoka is a staff member of the radio statistics department, and her daily job is to make listening statistics for the various channels of the radio column, and at the same time, she also has to process applications for village channel programs.

Of course, there are rules for village channels to apply for transfer time, except for those village channels whose listening rate breaks one can be transferred to the edge of peak hours, in addition, village channels can only be transferred during low peak hours.

Under such rules, the village channel is rarely transferred, which makes her job at least half easier, but she regrets that the little power in her hand has not been used so far.

Ding dong.

Just after Madoka finished the listening rate statistics table, an email popped up in her mailbox.

"Dear leader, about the application for the transfer of the Happy Village Channel to the Midnight Channel...... Applicant, announcer Meng Ke. ”

"Midnight Channel?"

Seeing the four words on the application email, Xiaoyuanhu was suspicious, but soon, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes, she couldn't be more familiar with this happy village channel, the old bottom of 10,000 years, the listening rate is not even 0.1, if it weren't for the previous district mayor put this village channel on their district radio station, such a channel segment would have been canceled long ago.

"Hmph, I can't make any progress in the afternoon, and I want to tune to the midnight channel where no one else?" With a cold snort, Madoka replied in agreement, "If you don't work hard, you won't know what despair is!" ”

(To be continued.) )