Ten minutes later, enter the chat with the audience.

Guo Caixia approached a phone call, and after the phone was connected, Wang Fan said to the mark with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's time for the audience to ask questions again, this listener, what question do you want to ask?" ”

"I want to ask, is the finale of Zhuxian really Zhang Xiaofan and the resurrected Baguio together?"

Hearing this question, Wang Fan's brows furrowed.

Wang Fan didn't expect that the book friend who cared about the plot of Zhuxian would call him directly. frowned, and was silent for a while, Wang Fan said to Mai: "This listener, the final finale of Zhuxian, I can only say that the male protagonist and the female protagonist are indeed already together." ”

"Then Wang Fanda, are you suing me if Zhang Xiaofan is with the resurrected Baguio?" After listening to Wang Fan's answer, the audience who called asked on the phone.

"Spoilers are shameful, I won't do spoilers here, the finale is better to witness with my own eyes." After Wang Fan said this, he immediately pressed the button to hang up the phone, and then said to Mai: "Okay, thank you for this listener's call, now connect to the next listener's phone." ”

After Wang Fan said this, the next call was answered by Guo Caixia.

"A good man is me, I am Wang Fan! What question would you like to ask this listener? Wang Fan took a deep breath and asked Mai.

"I want to ask, can Baguio, who died after chanting the infatuation spell, be resurrected?"

Hearing this audience's question, the corners of Wang Fan's mouth twitched. Wang Fan didn't expect to access two calls in a row, both of which were Zhuxian's book friends.

On the question of whether Baguio can be resurrected, Wang Fan will never be able to tell the truth, if he tells the truth, there will definitely be a large number of book friends who abandon books.

Wang Fan rubbed his head, looked out of the window, Guo Caixia, who was sitting on the chair, and said secretly, Guo Caixia, you can connect the two phones, both of which are the phones of Zhuxian readers. As a telephone operator of the host of the ghost blowing the lantern, Guo Caixia should pick up the listeners who want to ask the ghost blowing the lantern this story and a novel!

Wang Fan sat on the chair, brainstormed, and said to Mai: "I won't answer the question of whether Baguio can be resurrected here. I can only say that the spoilers are shameful, this listener, you still continue to go to the origin Chinese network to read the chapter of the immortals, and you will naturally know if you read it slowly. ”

After Wang Fan finished saying this, he didn't give the audience a chance to speak, and directly pressed the button to hang up the phone.

"Thank you for the call from the second listener, now to the third listener." After Wang Fan finished speaking, the third listener's call came in.

"Okay, this third listener, do you have any questions for me?"

"Wang Fanda, I'll just ask a question, after the tragic book of Zhuxian, can you stop the tragedy in your next book, if the tragedy continues, I really don't want to read the book you wrote anymore." A third listener said this on the phone.

Hearing the words of the third listener, sweat oozed from Wang Fan's forehead, Wang Fan didn't expect that the three listeners in a row were all readers of Zhuxian.

Wang Fan's heart is almost collapsed now!

100,000 grass and mud horses are now running through Wang Fan's heart.

Wang Fan held his forehead and said to Mai: "This listener, first of all, I have to correct one point, Zhuxian is not a tragic novel. ”

"Zhu Xian's current plot is obviously a tragedy, you lied to me!" A third listener made a voice of disbelief on the phone.

Hearing this, Wang Fan was speechless. What this third listener said is not wrong, and the plot that Zhu Xian is serialized now is indeed a tragedy.

"Okay, let's talk about the next book." Wang Fan said to Mai: "I am here to make a promise that my next book is definitely not a tragic novel, but definitely a novel of love." ”

"You promise!"

"Yes, I promise." When he said this to Mai, Wang Fan's tone was very serious.

"Okay, I believe you." The third listener said with a smile: "Wang Fanda, I have now recorded the phone call just now, and what you just said is now stored in my mobile phone, if the next book is a tragedy, I guarantee that your reputation will become worthless." ”

Hearing this, Wang Fan was silent.

Forget it, the fourth web novel will not write about tragedy. Wang Fan thought so and said to Mai: "If by then, my new novel serialized on the Source Chinese Network is still a tragedy, you can take out your recording!" ”

"But now the plot of Zhu Xian is just over halfway, and there is still a big plot before the end." Wang Fan said with a smile at Mai.

"I'll keep it well, and I won't delete it by mistake." After the third listener said this, he hung up the phone.

Wang Fan listened to the beep in his ears, shook his head with a smile, and said to Mai: "That's the end of today's question session, and then we will tell the next story of the ghost blowing the lamp." ”

The story of the ghost blowing the lamp spit out from Wang Fan's mouth again, and the suspense, and the cemetery exploration again and again, spit out from Wang Fan's mouth with emotion.

……

After finishing today's ghost blowing the lantern story, Wang Fan and Guo Caixia were walking down the stairs, Wang Fan complained to Guo Caixia and said: "Guo Caixia, can you pick up the audience next time?" ”

"Isn't it the audience who came in today who is blowing the lamp?" When Guo Caixia heard Wang Fan's words, she asked Wang Fan in a little stunned.

"Yes, yes! The listeners who came into the studio today, they all had another identity, that is, my readers, three listeners, all three of them were my readers, and all the content they asked had nothing to do with the radio, all the questions they asked were about the content of the book I wrote. Wang Fan said depressedly to Guo Caixia.

"All the calls you received today were from your readers?"

When Guo Caixia heard Wang Fan's words, her expression was indescribably surprised.

"If it weren't for that, I wouldn't be complaining to you here!" Wang Fan said to Guo Caixia: "Guo Caixia, when you answer the phone in the future, can you ask him if he came to ask me about the ghost blowing the lamp." ”

"Well, I know, tomorrow I'll ask the audience briefly myself, and then let the real listeners plug into your broadcast studio and ask you questions about ghost blowing lights."

When Wang Fan heard Guo Caixia's words, he nodded: "Well, you must remember what I said now." ”

"OK, I'm not an old man, I have a good memory." Guo Caixia made an OK gesture and said to Wang Fan.