"Poof, I actually used potatoes as a metaphor for Ouyang's name, this rookie student is really interesting."

Turning the pencil in her hand, when she heard the conversation between Ouyang Hua and Ning Shuangshuang introducing themselves from the portable computer terminal with the school radio turned on on her left hand, Bi Yuting couldn't help but laugh, and the spinning pencil in her hand also fell on the table with her laughter.

"Where did Teacher Lan Xin find this newcomer, not only is he not stage frightened, but he still has such a performance, and he always feels that he is compared to her. This kind of joking words directly stopped the embarrassment I had just made, and it was much more powerful than me. ”

Helping the glasses on his face, Wang Linxiang, who was sitting opposite Bi Yuting, was not amused by the conversation between the two on the radio, and still had a typical expression on his face, and commented seriously.

"This is not comparable at all, and it can be heard from what I just said that this newcomer's personality should be more casual, so her broadcast will have such an effect. And Lin Xiang is better at hosting and commenting on formal occasions, and the two of you have completely different styles. ”

After Wang Linxiang's voice fell, Song Jierui, the third person present and the only male among the three, looked at Wang Linxiang on his right with a gentle smile on his face, and said with a smile.

"Evil, here it is again. Song Jierui, you're almost fine, don't continue to sprinkle dog food in front of me. I'm not asking you to come here to make you tired, we're here for a study meeting. I quit all my jobs at the broadcasting company, so I have to show some real results. ”

The fingers of her right hand knocked on the table, Bi Yuting rolled her eyes at the two of them, and reminded.

At this time, the three people sitting in the living room of Bi Yuting's house were the main members of the original broadcasting club and the current ghost members. I have entered the third year of high school and began to prepare for the exam, so I quit my job at the broadcasting club for the three seniors in high school.

Ouyang Hua's former partner Bi Yuting, as well as another pair of duo broadcasts, and finally came together to become a couple Song Jierui and Wang Linxiang.

Although the school's radio club did not improve at all during their main period, and it was still one of the bottom radio clubs in College City, at least they were there, and the radio club was still operating normally.

And as these three entered their senior year of high school, they began to plan for their future, and they couldn't stay behind working in the broadcasting agency for a long time. The broadcasting club has directly become an empty shell, leaving only Ou Lanxin, who is a consultant teacher, and Ouyang Hua, who is a second-year.

"Study meeting, should you turn off that radio first? Looking at you now, it doesn't look like you're planning to study. ”

Facing Bi Yuting's white-eyed reminder, Song Jierui also pointed at her wrist without showing weakness and retorted. At this time, the broadcast in Bi Yuting's wrist was still hearing the sound of Ouyang Hua and Ning Shuangshuang interacting.

"Don't you care what will become of the broadcasting society after we leave?" Hearing Song Jierui's rebuttal, Bi Yuting shook the portable computer terminal on her wrist and asked.

"It's absolutely false to say that you're not curious. But now it's time to study, and it's up to you. Are you going to violate? Raising his eyebrows, Song Jierui stretched out his hand and pointed to the fixed schedule on the side, with a hint of ridicule on his face, and asked with a smile.

"Okay, then I declare that the study will be suspended for the time being. Now for the break, let's finish this lunchtime broadcast. ”

Turning her head to look at the timetable she had just set, Bi Yuting did not hesitate to reach out and tear off the timetable, and then turned it into pieces and threw it into the trash can with a few clicks.

"I knew it was going to be like this, and deliberately doing something in reality would only turn into fun in the end."

Shaking his head with a familiar expression, Song Jierui had already seen through Bi Yuting's essence. Who told the two of them to grow up together, they have been living together for more than ten years.

Song Jierui has a deep understanding of Bi Yuting's three-minute popularity, from birth to the present, the only thing Bi Yuting has insisted on is the radio club that has always been at the bottom. Obviously, her grades have not improved, but she has been staying inside, but she has given up yesterday.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. You two keep throwing flashbangs on me and throwing dog food on me, and I don't say much. Let's listen to the radio. With a wave of her hand, Bi Yuting took off the portable terminal on her wrist and put it on the table, so that the sound of the broadcast could be heard more clearly by them.

"Then it's the usual storytelling stage, can the two girls tell stories?" As Bi Yuting put the portable terminal on the table, Ouyang Hua's slightly magnetic voice came out of the portable terminal clearly, and the process of the noon broadcast had entered the next stage.

"Storytelling? What kind of story? Xixi's bedtime story? After Ouyang Hua's magnetic voice, Ning Shuangshuang's crisp voice with a hint of sweetness also came out of the portable terminal. Regardless of the content of the voice, Ning Shuangshuang's voice is also very recognizable.

While the three seniors of the radio club listened to the school lunchtime radio at home. At this time, in the classrooms of different grades in the virtual reality, the students who had just finished class and had not left also clearly heard this lunchtime broadcast.

Originally, these students who heard the noon broadcast didn't care very much, after all, the school broadcast was really uninteresting, and it was all about the old routine. However, this time it was a little different.

Because, in this lunchtime broadcast, they heard new voices that had not appeared before. The unique voice with a hint of sweetness in the crisp made these students, who were originally planning to leave, stop their steps to leave.

This kind of newcomer's voice heard on the radio for the first time is nothing special except for being sweeter at the beginning of the year, but it can't help but make people want to continue listening.

It's as if when you're hungry is not a simple dish that fills your stomach, but an extremely delicious dessert, and as you enter the dessert, you enjoy this delicious experience while you want to fill your stomach more and more.

And after being attracted by the voice, the potato metaphor introduced by the newcomer also made these students who temporarily stopped because of the temptation of their voices smile. There was a greater desire to continue listening. It seems that today's lunchtime broadcast is quite interesting.

"It doesn't matter what the story is, but it's best if it's interesting."

Whether the students who heard the broadcast stopped because of Ning Shuangshuang's voice, or stayed because of the interesting conversation just now, the noon broadcast continued at this time, and the voices of the two people echoed in this virtual campus one after the other.

"Well, then I'll tell you a long, long story.

A long, long time ago, in the far east there was a towering mountain, and on the mountainside of this mountain there was a dilapidated temple, and in this temple lived an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk began to tell the little monk a long, long story. The content of the story is:

A long, long time ago, in the far east there was a towering mountain, and on the mountainside of this mountain there was a dilapidated temple, and in this temple lived an old monk and a young monk. One day, the old monk began to tell the little monk a long, long story. The content of the story is:

Once upon a time, in the far east there was a towering mountain, and on the mountainside there was a dilapidated temple, and in this temple lived an old monk and a young monk......"