The crisp and sweet voice revealed a hint of seriousness and seriousness, so that the audience in the school couldn't help but listen carefully to the story told by Ning Shuangshuang. Especially the beginning of Ning Shuangshuang's long, long time ago, which attracted the attention of the audience in an instant.

But just as these listeners set their minds and began to look forward to the rest of the story, imagining what earth-shattering scenes would come after. Ning Shuangshuang still maintained that serious tone, and talked about the content of the story told by the old monk to the little monk.

When I listened to it for the first time, the people who listened to the story didn't react, but instinctively felt that this old monk was quite interesting, and he was actually telling the little monk a story from a long, long time ago.

However, as the story progresses, the infinite loop of the old monk and the little monk from Ning Shuangshuang's mouth are narrated by her in a very serious tone. All the audience was speechless.

How can a story be written like this? It's a long, long story, and it's a never-ending story. actually said it in such a serious tone, and the contrast between before and after immediately left a deep impression on the audience.

“……”

"One day, the old monk began to tell a long, long story to the little monk. The content of the story is a long, long time ago...... "In the silence, the story told by Ning Shuangshuang continued.

"Okay, okay, stop, stop, pause. The story of the schoolgirl is really ...... Ahem. Does this story have an ending? After the old monk told the story to the little monk seven or eight times in a row, Ouyang Hua finally reacted from this strange story and interrupted.

The infinite loop of the story was finally interrupted, and as the story was interrupted, the classroom, which had fallen silent because of this strange story, suddenly became lively, and everyone began to discuss this strange story, and no one thought that the story could be told in this way.

And when everyone was discussing the story itself, the newcomer who introduced himself as Ning Shuangshuang was also written down by these students who heard the radio because of this story and unique voice.

"Isn't this a matter of course, as long as there is a story, there is an ending, and you are not a eunuch."

I didn't know that because of such a story I told, the students in the school had a new topic to talk about, and they were deeply impressed, and in the face of Ouyang Hua's inquiry, Ning Shuangshuang's crisp and sweet voice replied in a natural tone.

"Eunuch? This seems to be the name of the leading servant in ancient times, right? Does this have any connection to the ending of the story? The new words that popped out of Ning Shuangshuang's mouth one after another made Ouyang Hua feel both novel and headache, and in the face of this knowledgeable junior, he felt that he couldn't keep up with her rhythm.

"Not a servant of the leader, but a servant of the ancient emperor. As for the connection to the ending of the story. Eunuchs, of course...... Ahem, that is, there is no more below. For details, please search for it yourself. ”

almost said the meaning of the eunuch directly, but fortunately, the moment he blurted it out, Ning Shuangshuang reacted that he was now on the radio, and he was no longer the otaku he used to be. So the conversation changed and directly asked people who didn't understand to go to Baidu on their own.

"Okay, let's put this topic aside, the story of the schoolgirl, what is the final ending? It can't be that the old monk didn't finish the story until he died. ”

Noticing the change in Ning Shuangshuang's words, Ouyang Hua instinctively felt that he should not continue on the topic of eunuchs, so he also followed the conversation and asked about the ending of this strange story.

"Therefore, what I don't like the most is a reader like Senior Ouyang, who doesn't look at the process at all and looks directly at the ending. You're going to miss out on a lot of great content. ”

"So, what about the end?" Several conversations and exchanges have made Ouyang Hua somewhat accustomed to Ning Shuangshuang's character and words. Therefore, he didn't care about her complaints, and asked again bluntly.

"The ending, of course, is that the little monk becomes an old monk, and then he continues to tell this long, long story to the new little monk, until the new little monk also becomes an old monk and continues to tell this long, long story to the new little monk, and then the new little monk who also gets old tells the new new little monk to the new new little monk......"

was asked bluntly about the ending, Ning Shuangshuang had no intention of hiding it, so a series of endings of the little monk and the old monk like tongue twisters circulated in her mouth again.

"OK, that's almost the end of the day. That's the end of the story session, and then it's our usual lunch break, please enjoy Mo Wenwen's new song, Lightyear Love. ”

The exit interrupted the ending of the story that Ning Shuangshuang was circulating again, and Ouyang Hua quickly ended the story link this time, and directly entered the music broadcast link at the end of the noon broadcast, and also turned on the music playback function.

"Shuangshuang junior, you are so good, it doesn't look like you are doing a radio for the first time, I almost can't keep up with your rhythm." After turning on the music playback and turning off the broadcast system, Ouyang Hua smiled bitterly on his face and looked at Ning Shuangshuang opposite him and praised.

"Where, if it weren't for Senior Ouyang, I wouldn't know what to say." Facing Ouyang Hua's praise, Ning Shuangshuang waved his hand and said modestly.

In fact, she really didn't think she was doing a good job, and Ouyang Hua was doing everything about the process arrangement of the show. And Ning Shuangshuang actually just introduced himself and told a story that could never be finished.

"Shuangshuang senior sister, my surname is Ou, not Ouyang, so can you call me Senior Ou directly if you can?" Hearing Ning Shuangshuang call himself, Ouyang Hua smiled bitterly again and spoke.

"Ah, I'm sorry, Senior Ouyang. Unconsciously it's called that, uh, Ou...... Senior? ”

Slightly stunned, after being reminded by Ouyang Hua, Ning Shuangshuang realized that he seemed to have been calling him Senior Ouyang from the beginning, and he had obviously been reminded before.

"Forget it, Senior Ouyang is Senior Ouyang, I'm almost used to being called."

Seeing that Ning Shuangshuang was 'difficult', he revised his title. Ouyang Hua smiled bitterly for the third time, shook his head and gave up. Not to mention Ning Shuangshuang, who I just met, even the classmates who have been together for more than a year call him Ouyang directly.

"How? Radio is very simple, it's just to tell a story, to talk, and you've done a good job. So, do you want to join our radio club and continue to do lunchtime broadcasts? ”

After Ouyang Hua gave up the revision of his name, and the classroom of this broadcasting club began to echo the light-year love of Mo Wenwen, the cosmic singer, Ou Lanxin, who had directly turned on the radio broadcast system just now, and Ning Shuangshuang had to participate in a broadcast, finally came over and asked Ning Shuangshuang about her final decision.

"I'm sorry, I thought about it, but I still didn't participate." In the face of Ou Lanxin's inquiry, Ning Shuangshuang gave a negative answer without hesitation.

In fact, after noticing that Ouyang Hua was the only one in the current broadcasting club, Ning Shuangshuang had already decided to refuse to participate in the broadcasting club. It's not because the work of broadcasting is difficult, it's not because there's any rejection of the broadcasters. It's because there are too few people in the club, which hinders their own salted fish.