"What is the story of the novel? Who created it? Zhao Nuan asked Wang Fan again and again.

"Novels, ghosts blow the lamp, if you are a famous artist, I am!" Wang Fan said with a smile.

Hearing Wang Fan's words, a look of surprise appeared on Zhao Nuan's face, she originally wanted to fire Wang Fan and also get one to explain the story of the novel. didn't expect that the story of the novel was actually created by Wang Fan himself.

"You say you're a writer?" Zhao Nuan's eyes widened and he questioned Wang Fan.

"That's right."

"You are a writer, why do you want to come to work at our Qinglong Film and Television Station?" Zhao Nuan asked at Wang Fan.

"Because I'm bored, it's so boring to stay at home and write all the time, and it just so happens that I have time in the evening, and my editor recommended me to join Qinglong Film and Television as a midnight radio host, so I'll come over and be it." Wang Fan said with a smile.

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Ai Guo, He Cai, and Zhao Nuan all felt that Wang Fan was. Only the team leader doesn't think so.

A week ago, the team leader was the editor Lu Xiaobu who had personally received Wang Fan, and the team leader naturally knew that what Wang Fan said was the truth, not nonsense.

"Don't you want to tell us the story, are you afraid that the story will be snatched by me and us, and you won't have anything to broadcast when the time comes." Zhao Nuan looked at Wang Fan with suspicious eyes.

Hearing this, Wang Fan said, "Hehe." ”

"I've already told you, I have the identity of a writer, and the story of the novel is also my own creation, since you don't believe it, then forget it, I don't need to prove anything to you." Wang Fan's face turned cold, and he said coldly to Zhao Nuan.

"Really? In my opinion, you just don't dare to tell the real story of the author, you are just afraid that the story will be robbed by us. A hint of coldness appeared at the corner of Zhao Nuan's mouth at the moment, and a cold sneer.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you anymore." Wang Fan watched Zhao Nuan say this coldly, and then closed his eyes. Now Wang Fan has no good impression of Zhao Nuan.

"Don't want to talk nonsense with me, hehe, I think you're weak-hearted." Looking at Wang Fan, who had closed his eyes, Zhao Nuan said compulsively.

Hearing Zhao Nuan's scorching words, Wang Fan felt a trace of disgust for Zhao Nuan, a woman. Wang Fan didn't expect that there would be such an annoying woman in this world.

I don't believe the truth, I don't want to talk to her, she still insists on coming up and talking nonsense, this kind of woman is funny in Wang Fan's opinion. Than, stupid. Force.

"Okay, Zhao Nuan don't say anything more. Wang Fan just told the truth, he is indeed a writer. The team leader spoke out at this moment to defend Wang Fan and said: "A week ago, I met Wang Fan's editor-in-charge, who is the editor-in-chief of a publishing house. ”

"Really?" Hearing that the editor-in-chief had spoken, Zhao Nuan's voice finally quieted down, but the scorching momentum still did not disappear. Zhao Nuan looked at Wang Fan and said, "I will stay tonight to watch your radio broadcast." ”

Hearing Zhao Nuan's words, Ai Guo and He Cai's eyes lit up, and the two of them also thought of it now, taking Wang Fan's story to talk about the broadcast, gaining popularity and increasing the audience.

"You guys, I said it, Wang Fan is a ......"

Before the team leader finished speaking, Wang Fan's hand stretched out, and the last few words that the team leader wanted to say were swallowed back into his stomach.

Wang Fan opened his eyes, looked at the three people in front of him, and said coldly: "Do all three of you want to stay and watch me do live radio broadcasts?" Okay, yes, you can stay and watch me live! After Wang Fan said this, he turned around and walked out of the office.

When he walked to the door of the office, Wang Fan glanced inside the office, and this glance swept the greed in the eyes of the three anchors.

Sure enough, the workplace struggle in the office is a problem, even if I have only been here for a week at Qinglong Film and Television, and I am still in charge of the midnight radio station that no one pays attention to, there are still workplace struggles that have found me. Looking at the greedy eyes of the three radio hosts, Wang Fan thought quietly in his heart.

After Wang Fan walked out of the building of Qinglong Film and Television, he took out his mobile phone and saw that it was now half past five, and it was time for dinner.

Wang Fan found a farmhouse restaurant, and after ordering a few dishes at random, Wang Fan ate it.

At half past six, Wang Fan returned to the Qinglong Film and Television Building, and at this time, almost all the staff members of the Qinglong Film and Television Building had already gone home.

It can be said that the few people who stayed in the company broadcast the midnight radio broadcast.

There are three more people broadcasting the midnight radio today than usual.

……

In the broadcast room, Wang Fan was stared at by Ai Guo, He Cai, and Zhao Nuan, and the three of them were full of greed in their eyes, and they all wanted to find that manuscript and that manuscript of an unknown author on Wang Fan's body.

In their opinion, as long as they find the manuscript and recite the contents of the manuscript, their radio listening rate will increase.

Facing the gaze of the three people, Wang Fan sat in his position and closed his eyes to recuperate.

An hour passed quietly, and after an hour passed, Guo Caixia came to the broadcast studio. As soon as Guo Caixia entered the broadcast studio and saw the three extra people in the broadcast room, she raised her eyebrows.

Guo Caixia, who is a fledgling and is still a telephone operator who came to Qinglong Film and Television at about the same time as Wang Fan, does not know other radio hosts except Wang Fan.

Just when Guo Caixia wanted to ask Wang Fan who the three people who stayed in the broadcast studio were, Wang Fan, who closed his eyes and recuperated, opened his eyes, looked at Guo Caixia and said: "Don't pay attention to the three of them, the three of them said that they wanted to watch my live radio broadcast tonight, so I will let them watch it." ”

Hearing this, Guo Caixia nodded and sat in her place.

Time passed little by little, and a smile slowly appeared on the corners of the mouths of Ai Guo, Zhao Nuan and other radio hosts, in their opinion, Wang Fan would soon come up with a draft of the story and broadcast it live.

At eight fifty, the smile on the corner of Ai Guo, Zhao Nuan and the others became more and more obvious. At this time, Guo Caixia asked Wang Fan: "Wang Fan, do you want to use a printer to print today?" ”

"No, I'm off the script today." After Wang Fan said this, he walked into the broadcast studio belonging to the host.

Outside, Zhao Nuan, Ai Guo, He Cai, and Guo Caixia were all dumbfounded, and they all suspected that their ears had auditory hallucinations just now.

Unscripted live broadcast, Wang Fan has never done it before, I don't know if he can do it. Guo Caixia thought suspiciously.

When Guo Caixia thought so, the time reached nine o'clock, and the midnight live broadcast officially began.