Sword Art Online World, November 8, 2021, Tianjiang City, Tianjiang Radio, 00:55:23 AM.

Wu Xiaoyun shook the USB flash drive in his hand and walked into the empty broadcast studio.

The cold air of the late night permeated the surroundings, and the water vapor spit out from the mouth turned into a faint white gas under the light, and then slowly disappeared into the air.

"Dear listeners and friends, this is Tianjiang City Dawn Radio Station, FM TJ97.968, welcome everyone to listen, I am Xiaoyun, the host of emotional stories.

"Before the show starts, I want to send a song to those friends who stick to their posts and still work hard."

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword, looking at the prosperity of the world, my young heart was always a little frivolous, now you are home all over the world, the girl who once made you feel distressed, now it is quietly gone, love always makes you eager and troubled, once made you bruised, Di li li li di li den da, Di li li li da ......"

……

Zhang Damin, a late-night taxi driver, is nearly middle-aged, wearing a leather jacket, and has just delivered a passenger to his destination.

Zhang Damin opened a thermos cup, gently took a sip of the boiled water that had become cold, lit a cigarette, and turned on the radio casually.

After the sound of "rustling ......", a low and sad melody sounded.

“…… I don't know how many lonely nights...... Since I woke up drunk last night, every time I was sad, I looked at the sea alone, and I always thought of my friends walking on the road, how many were waking up, let us do this glass of wine, a good man's mind is like the sea, he has experienced the warmth and coldness of the world in life, this smile is warm and innocent......"

The cigarette in his hand gradually burned out, and a little cold wind passed through the open window, bringing the smell of tobacco in the car to the night sky in the distance.

The song is gradually coming to an end, and Zhang Daming always feels a faint loss in his heart, and he wants to listen to it again.

Zhang Damin picked up his mobile phone and gently fluctuated the hotline number of Tianjiang Radio,

"Toot ......"

Zhang Damin waited patiently.

"Boom ......"

A quiet female voice sounded, "Hello, this is TJ97.968, an emotional story program, I'm the host Xiaoyun, do you have anything to do?" ”

Zhang Damin paused, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Hello, I'm a taxi driver, I just heard a song on the radio, can I ask to play it again?" ”

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, "Okay, who are you going to give this song to?" ”

Zhang Daming looked at his taxi and said with a little feeling: "Can you give it to yourself?" ”

A burst of laughter sounded from the opposite side, "Of course, what is your name?" ”

"Zhang Damin."

The old radio once again sounded a low, melancholy melody.

……

Wu Xiaoyun slowly put down the phone and replayed "You used to be." ”

Wu Xiaoyun pouted, receiving a hotline call from the audience for the first time, and a faint excitement crossed his heart.

As a late-night radio host, especially on this kind of emotional story show, it's very exciting to have an audience.

In recent years, there has been a saying on the Internet, "Chicken soup for the soul in an ivory tower, ghost stories on late-night radio." ”

It is also true that the low listening rate of emotional stories is outrageously low, and the worldly world still believes in chicken soup for the soul.

As for the rules and regulations inside the station, to hell with it.

……

Tianjiang Institute of Engineering, dormitory 207.

Wu Hao lay on the bed, tuned the radio to TJ97.968, and shouted to his roommates, "In five minutes, the supernatural story will start broadcasting, and I am ready to turn off the lights." ”

Li Hua smiled lightly, "Mouse, I said that you are so cowardly, what kind of ghost stories do you listen to, it is better to listen to emotional stories." ”

Lan Deng: "Yes, yes, you have to ask us to accompany you every time, and that ghost story has no suspense at all, it's boring to know, it's better than a lullaby of chicken soup for the soul." ”

At this moment, a low and sad melody sounded.

"I once dreamed of going to the end of the world with a sword, looking at the prosperity of the world, my young heart was always a little frivolous, now you are home all over the world, the girl who once made you feel distressed, now it is quietly gone, love always makes you eager and troubled, once made you bruised, Di li li li di li den da, Di li li li da ......"

Dormitory No. 207, as the melody of sadness gradually quieted down, and the three of them put down their work and listened to this song full of sad emotions.

It seems that a teenager appears in front of him, so obsessed with music, that he does not hesitate to rebel against his family, and chooses a person to go to the end of the world, he carries a heavy guitar on his back, running around, day and night, in order to chase the distant stage......

"This is the end of today's emotional story program, welcome everyone to listen, thank you for your warm call, this is an unforgettable night."

"May I always keep the heart of a child, and I can't get lost in the process."

"Good night everyone."

……

At the end of the song, people will not disperse.

Lan Deng muttered, "What song is this?" Is this an emotional story show? I retract what I just said. ”

Li Hua tapped on the keyboard and smiled lightly: "I just logged in to the official website of Tianjiang Radio and found a real-time updated recording program list, let me unveil the mystery of this song." ”

The music played, and the three of them listened attentively to the song.

More than ten minutes later.

Wu Hao said: "This song is called 'Once You', I haven't heard it again, and who is the author of this song." ”

Li Hua replied: "I'll search." ”

The keyboard sound of "bang-la-la-......" sounded.

Li Hua was puzzled: "Why can't I find it, is it a singer's new work, which is promoted through the radio." ”

Lan Deng nodded: "There is such a possibility." ”

"Andy, record the song and send it to me, I want to use this song as my phone ringtone."

……

November 8, 2021, Tianjiang Radio, 9:30:14.

Wu Xiaoyun hurried to the radio station, and as soon as he entered the door, he felt that everyone was weird.

At this time, Wu Xiaoyun's classmate Chen Na came over and whispered, "Xiaoyun, why is it so late, Deputy Bureau Xu is looking for you." ”

Wu Xiaoyun nodded and walked towards the deputy director's office.

Chen Na pulled Wu Xiaoyun's sleeve and whispered in her ear: "It seems to be about your host of last night's show, be careful, don't be impulsive in everything." ”

Wu Xiaoyun straightened up, "Well, thank you." ”

……

"Knock Knock ......"

"Come in."

Deputy Bureau Xu glanced at Wu Xiaoyun, and said lightly with a straight face: "Xiao Wu, it's been almost a month since you came to the radio station, why are you still making children angry." ”

Wu Xiaoyun was stunned for a moment, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, you gave your nephew the back door and transferred me to the emotional story show, and I was embarrassed to say that I was unreasonable.

Wu Xiaoyun paused: "Deputy Director Xu, what does this mean?" ”

Wu Xiaoyun bit the word "vice" very hard, and thought to himself: "You are just a deputy bureau, and you still want to cover the sky with one hand." ”

Deputy Director Xu stared at Wu Xiaoyun, this kid's mind is still too simple, but it is easy to deal with.

"The organization transfers you to an emotional story show, which is also a test for you, and you can't turn an emotional story show into a music show."

Deputy Director Xu pushed his glasses and said earnestly: "If you are dissatisfied with the transfer, you can give feedback to your superiors, there is no need to be angry with the radio program." ”

Wu Xiaoyun defended: "I didn't, I just accepted the audience's request, didn't the radio station always say that it should 'serve the listener'?" ”

Deputy Director Xu said angrily: "Xiao Wu, it is understandable that you are dissatisfied with the job transfer, but lying is a mistake." ”

Deputy Director Xu took out a letter of recommendation: "This is a letter of recommendation from the radio station, Tianjiang Radio Temple is small, I'm afraid I can't let you display your talents." ”

Wu Xiaoyun looked at the letter of recommendation in a daze, glanced at Deputy Director Xu coldly, and turned to leave.

……

A few minutes later.

The phone rang with "Ring ......".

Deputy Director Xu picked up the phone, "Hello, that one." ”

"It's me, Xiao Xu."

Deputy Director Xu immediately stood up and said with a smile: "Director, are you looking for anything from me?" ”

An old and powerful voice came from the phone: "Today I took a look at the radio program listening rate report, and the listening rate of this emotional story program is good, and it ranks seventh in the station." ”

"I want to meet this host, Wu Xiaoyun."

A hint of surprise flashed in Deputy Director Xu's eyes, and he thought to himself, "Seventh, how is this possible?" ”

Director Zhou continued: "Xiao Xu, you also know that I was born in the station as an 'emotional story', and I have been doing this show for ten years, and I feel sad to watch it fall a little bit. ”

"Now that I see someone who can bring it back to life, I really want to meet her."

Deputy Director Xu said gently: "Okay, Director Zhou, I'll arrange it." ”

Deputy Director Xu gently put down the phone, "The old man is not dead, he doesn't when he stands in the pit, he is about to retire, and he is still chirping here." ”

Deputy Director Xu's right index finger tapped lightly on the table, "If you want to take the position of the old immortal, without his recommendation, I'm afraid the probability of success will be much lower." ”

"It's just that Wu Xiaoyun has a thorn in his head, and he obviously can't communicate."

Deputy Director Xu slapped the table fiercely, "What kind of song is it, it actually makes a garbage program resurrect." ”

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