The time, ten o'clock in the evening, is the part of the call answering. At this time, the number of calls to Qinglong Film and Television Radio Station was twice as many as usual.

There are too many listeners who want to come in and tell Wang Fan their inner feelings after listening to the story of the ghost blowing the lamp.

There are too many listeners who want to confide in Wang Fan about their feelings for the story of the ghost blowing the lamp.

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At 10:02, the first call came in, and the first call was okay A gentleman surnamed Lin, this gentleman entered the studio through Guo Caixia's telephone process: "Host Wang Fan, this call is the first call I made to Qinglong Radio, and the first call I made can be answered by you, I am very excited." ”

"Don't be too excited, Mr. Lin, do you have any questions you want to ask me?" With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Wang Fan said to Mai in front of him.

"Host Wang Fan, the story is over, and I have no problem with the story of the ghost blowing the lamp. I only have a few words I want to say to Wang Fan, the host who created the ghost blowing the lamp story. ”

Mr. Lin said excitedly on the phone.

"What's the matter!" Wang Fan asked calmly with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I just want to say that from the first day that host Wang Fan started hosting the Qinglong midnight broadcast, I began to listen to the ghost blowing the lantern story you told, the ghost blowing the lantern story, and I heard the end from the beginning. I want to say here that there is still a long way to go, as long as host Wang Fan will explain new stories next, I will definitely continue to listen to them. ”

On the other end of the phone, Mr. Lin's firm voice came.

"Thank you!" Hearing Mr. Lin's words, Wang Fan felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. After being silent for a while, Wang Fan said, "I will create it next." Even better. A more perfect story. ”

Hearing Wang Fan's words, Mr. Lin said, "En! He hung up the phone. After Mr. Lin hung up the phone, Wang Fan took a deep breath and said to Mai: "I have already answered Mr. Lin's question from the first listener, and now I will join the second listener." ”

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"Hey, hello!" After the phone was connected, Wang Fan took the lead.

"Hello host Wang Fan. My surname is Sen. A deep male voice came from the phone.

Hearing this voice, a smile hung on the corner of Wang Fan's mouth: "Mr. Sen, you are the second listener to receive me today, so Mr. Sen, do you have any questions you want to ask me?" ”

"Host Wang Fan, I have no problem, I'm the same as Mr. Lin who called the last one, I just want to say something to you, the creator."

Mr. Sen took a deep breath into the phone and said to the phone: "Host Wang Fan, the ghost blowing the lamp has accompanied me for several months at night, and I have listened to the story of the ghost blowing the lamp every night for several months. Listening to your ghost blowing the lamp every day has become an indispensable part of my life. Now I am reluctant to hear the end. But at the same time, I also look forward to the new story you tell by host Wang Fan. I hope that Wang Fan, host, will tell you a new story in the next time. You can sleep with me for years to come. ”

"If you don't want to blow the lamp, so will I. But there is no banquet in the world, all stories will have an end of one day, the ghost blows out the lamp today, it ends now, but the new story will replace the ghost blows the lamp, start a new journey, I believe that the new story I am talking about, will be able to accompany Mr. Sen you in the years to come. ”

Wang Fan said this sentence from the bottom of his heart to Mai.

"Yes!" Mr. Sen heard Wang Fan's words and hung up the phone happily.

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The third audience member was picked up by Guo Caixia. As soon as the third listener's call was connected, Wang Fan took a deep breath and asked Mai, "This listener doesn't know what questions you want to ask." ”

"I'm the same as the two people who called before, and I don't have any problems. I just want to say to you, the creator, how I feel after listening to the complete story of Ghost Blowing the Lamp. ”

In the headphones, a soft female voice came.

"I don't know what you're trying to tell me, young lady." Wang Fan asked Mai with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"I'll talk about my situation here first, I'm a person who can't sleep without listening to ghost stories every day, I haven't been able to sleep for a while before, but after knowing and listening to the ghost blowing lamp story told by Wang Fan, my sleep quality suddenly changed from not being able to sleep at all, to sleeping peacefully every day."

The soft female voice said on the phone: "Here, I hope that Host Wang Fan, your next story is still wonderful, and you can still accompany me every night, accompany me to sleep, let me have a good dream, and let me have a good sleep quality every night." ”

"Well, yes, my story is still wonderful, and I will definitely be able to accompany you in the years to come, so that you can have good dreams every day." Wang Fan said on the phone.

"Yes!"

The female voice was on the phone, answered softly, and then hung up the phone.

Listening to the beep in the headphones, Wang Fan took a deep breath and said to Mai: "I have answered the three calls today. A new story will follow. My new story, called ......"

Wang Fan was silent for a while, and finally chose a book, the book Wang Fan chose this time is called Tomb Robbery Notes.

The ghost blows the lantern tells the story of tomb robbery, and the tomb robbery notes also tell the story of tomb robbery! Both stories are of the same genre and style, and of course the style is very different.

"The story I'm going to tell next, in the coming days, is called Notes on Tomb Robbery."

"Tomb Robbery Notes Chapter 1, Blood Corpse: 50 Years Ago, Dart Ridge, Changsha. The four Tufuzi were squatting on a mound, and all of them did not speak, staring directly at the Luoyang shovel on the ground.

The shovel still contained the soil that had just been brought out of the ground, and strangely enough, the cup of soil was constantly oozing bright red liquid, as if it had just been dipped in blood.

"It's a big trouble now," the old cigarette butt knocked his dry tobacco on the ground, "There is a bloody corpse down there, if we don't get this bit of a thing, we have to leave it below." ”

"Can't go down? If you want to have it, in a word, don't go seven miles and eight miles! The one-eyed young man said, "You said that your old man's legs and feet are inconvenient, so don't go down, my brother and I will go down, and whatever he is, just give him a shuttle." ”

The old cigarette butt didn't laugh angrily, and said to a bearded man on the side: "The two men in your house are sea-style flirtatious, and they may be flipped when they will be opened, you need to educate and educate, we are not in this business, not that you can have a box cannon Oh Jose Tian." ”

The bearded man glared at the young man: "You cub, why do you talk to the old lady like this, you are still in your mother's belly when the old lady is digging for dirt." ”

"What Shall I Say" (To be continued......)