Chapter 35: The Little Announcer

After the township banquet, Li Yonggao left five acres of land to Shen Xiangcheng, and his father Li Hanming and son Li Bin were taken to Jiangcheng.

The old man began to say that he would not leave Jinghui Village, and Li Yonggao and his wife talked about it and promised to introduce him to his wife in the city, and Li Hanming was tempted.

In the days when he couldn't farm, Shen Xiangcheng's life returned to peace. The tens of thousands of yuan left over from the sale of radishes are enough for her to cover for a while, and she even likes her current life a little. Walking around the fields every day, feeling the growth of all things, taking good care of my mother's life when I return home, and doing my daughter's duty.

Shen Xiangcheng looked forward to Wang Biao not coming back, she was unwilling to investigate the 70,000 yuan that Huang San took, nor was she willing to investigate Huang San's poisoning, but she just hoped that a grievance would disappear with Wang Biao's departure.

Xiangcheng enjoys life, but Jiang Jie worries every day. What does a big girl who graduated from college do at home all day? If you don't look for a job, sooner or later you will sit on the mountain, not to mention that Shen Xiangcheng's lifelong events have not been settled at all.

When she saw that her sister's daughters were already married and holding children, Jiang Jie really couldn't calm down.

Jinghui Village is too small and has no future for development, and Jiang Jie does not want her daughter to stay in this place for the rest of her life.

During the night, the two mothers and daughters had another all-night talk.

In the dim light, Jiang Jie took Xiangcheng's hand and said seriously: "Xiangcheng, my mother asked a friend (Chapter 4 has been revised) to find a job for you in the town some time ago, there was news over there recently, it seems to be the announcer of the town radio station, which is in line with your major, can you try it?" ”

"Oops, Mom!" In front of his mother is the most relaxed, Shen Xiangcheng said coquettishly: "In college, I didn't study my major well, so I won't go out and be embarrassed and conspicuous, now I live happily, in another month, I can grow vegetables again, this time I have thought about it, in addition to vegetables, I also have to use a few acres of land to weigh some seasonal fruits." ”

Jiang Jie had a headache when she heard the word "growing vegetables, planting vegetables, planting vegetables, you know how to grow vegetables all day long, a girl's house, do you know what the most important thing is?" It's not a career, it's a family. I asked you to go to the radio station in town, not because you had to make a career, but because you had more chances of meeting good boys there. There are only dirt crops in Tianba, and there is no boyfriend! ”

Jiang Jie sighed and said, "The last time you brought a graduate student back, it was the ......?"

Shen Xiangcheng was speechless and reminded: "Ye Jingming." ”

Jiang Jie patted her head and said, "Yes, yes, it's that Xiao Ye, I think that young man is very good, I don't know why you haven't been in touch again." ”

Shen Xiangcheng didn't speak, just lowered her head and fiddled with the corners of her clothes.

Jiang Jie gently stroked Shen Xiangcheng's hair and persuaded: "Xiangcheng, it's not far from you to work in the town, besides, if you want to grow vegetables, isn't it always you, Jiang Sanye, to help you?" If you are not obedient, I will not allow you to grow vegetables again. You can't farm for a lifetime, Mom doesn't want you to be young and beautiful, and spend all your good years on the land. ”

is really stubborn and can't resist her mother, Shen Xiangcheng is worth nodding and agreeing.

Jiang Jie's friend Guo Guangqi was met by her teaching in the village, Jiang Jie and Guo Guangqi are both Chinese teachers, after the dissolution of the rural primary school, Jiang Jie had no relationship but to work as a farmer at home, and Guo Guangqi was dropped to the town cultural station because his father-in-law had some weight in the town.

More than ten years have passed, and Guo Guangqi is now the director of the propaganda center of the cultural station.

Guo Guangqi introduced Shen Xiangcheng to work as an announcer at the town's radio station, although it has entered the Internet era, but Pipa Town still retains the habit of the seventies and eighties of the last century, pushing and broadcasting to the people of the town.

There is an announcer at the town radio station, who is a secondary school student studying secretarial, so when Guo Guangqi heard that Shen Xiangcheng was a student who graduated from Jiangyang University of Media and Communication majoring in broadcasting and hosting, he agreed without thinking about it.

Just kidding, the top five communication universities in the country are ace professional broadcasters and hosts, talents!

The stationmaster of the cultural station, Dai was stunned when he saw Shen Xiangcheng's eyes, and applauded repeatedly. Such a temperamental, beautiful, and educated high-quality talent is willing to come to work at the town radio station, and Station Director Dai smiled from ear to ear, and kept praising Guo Guangqi for his good vision.

Without too many formalities, Shen Xiangcheng handed over a copy of his ID card and a one-inch photo and went to work.

The work of the radio station is very simple, mainly from 8 to 9 o'clock in the morning to broadcast important news in the whole country, especially in Jiangyang City, at 12 o'clock at noon for half an hour of music programs, and at 5 o'clock in the afternoon to broadcast evening bulletins.

Shen Xiangcheng's treatment is one thousand and a half a month, and he works in shifts with another announcer, Ding Juan. One is every Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and the other is Tuesday and Thursday, and they come in turns every week, and they are closed on Saturdays and Sundays.

Ding Juan looked at Shen Xiangcheng vigilantly, the territory that originally belonged to her was suddenly inserted by a stranger, no matter who it was, it would not be comfortable, let alone a person who was more beautiful and temperamental than herself.

Ding Juan's previous salary was 1,07 per month, but Shen Xiangcheng suddenly dropped to 1,05 per month, which made her even more unhappy.

Guo Guangqi left Shen Xiangcheng at the radio station, smiled and said: "Okay, Xiangcheng, you should have learned these instruments and equipment in school, you and Xiao Ding will work under the docking, anyway, come in turn, arrange it freely, I still have a meeting, go first." ”

Shen Xiangcheng said politely: "Thank you, Uncle Guo, I will invite you to dinner when I get my salary." ”

Guo Guangqi waved his hand, "It's all my own family, your mother and I are old friends, don't tell me that, work hard, young people have a chance." ”

After Guo Guangqi left, the small radio room fell into endless silence.

In the future, everyone will be colleagues, although Ding Juan is only a few months older than Shen Xiangcheng, but after all, she is an old man, Xiangcheng still politely expressed her kindness to Ding Juan, "Sister Ding, my name is Shen Xiangcheng, we will be colleagues in the future, please take care of me." ”

Shen Xiangcheng's outstretched hand awkwardly stayed in mid-air, Ding Juan did not shake hands, but said: "Starting next week, I will be one three five, you two or four, and the back will come in turn." ”

Shen Xiangcheng secretly stuck out her tongue, knowing that this colleague was not very easy to get along with, so she agreed: "Listen to Sister Ding's arrangement, and I will ask you for advice if I don't understand in the future." ”

Ding Juan sneered and said, "College students majoring in broadcasting and hosting, I should ask you for more advice." Alright, let's see, I'm going to get to work. ”

Shen Xiangcheng secretly pursed her lips and stood behind Ding Juan to watch her work.

It was already twelve o'clock at noon, and the program was set to be music for half an hour.

The broadcasting equipment is very old, it should be a product of the early nineties, Ding Juan fiddled with the tuner and straightened the microphone and began to broadcast.