The eyes of the radio were suddenly removed from the real world, and the impact on the entire audience circle was huge.

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As listeners who were supposed to be on a storyworld quest began to be transported back to the real world in droves at about the same time, it was the "abnormal" behavior about the radio that really caused a lot of trouble. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the past, the broadcast was not without a "stop broadcasting break", but at least during those few times, everything was still carried out in an orderly and calm manner, and the broadcast was like a gentleman, maintaining a good posture to temporarily withdraw from everyone's sight and then show up on time after an appointment.

But this time, it seems to be a little too hasty and too embarrassed, and the kind of calmness that I had before seems to be invisible this time.

The ongoing task was terminated, and the task that was scheduled and notified was now found to have been postponed indefinitely, like the feeling that the Chinese people woke up one morning in 91 and suddenly learned that the old brother next door who had loved and hated suddenly collapsed overnight.

Listeners in the East and the West, and even around the world, fell into an eerie silence at this time, everyone waited, waiting for the subsequent development of the situation, and everyone seemed very cautious.

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On the roof of a B&B by the Erhai Lake, the fat man who has almost become a humanoid self-propelled cannon in the scenic spot has recently become rare and quiet, obediently sitting with the monk and the Buddha and drinking tea, saying that it is to watch the sea view, but in fact, it is nothing more than in this suddenly uncertain day The brothers and sisters got together to hug a group to keep warm, plus the big white who lived there, it was also considered that four people gathered.

"It doesn't seem that simple. ”

The three of them summarized the information they had learned through their respective channels without saying a word, and finally, the monk came to such a conclusion,

"The hundred-legged insect is dead but not stiff, even the most shabby people will be swollen and fat in human relations, Pu Yi was driven out of the palace and rented someone else's house to make a big visit to the festival every year, so that the group of Manchu relics knelt in front of him and shouted long live and watch, the poor monk did not believe that the radio would really fall to this point. ”

Whether it is the abruptly terminated story world or the indefinitely postponed scheduled story world arrangement, it all shows a sense of "chaos".

If the listener circle is compared to a country, the radio is a dictator, if this dictator is slowly decaying and dying step by step, then the people under his command will naturally be overjoyed, but like this, overnight, the dictator seems to be about to look like GG, and the city is about to change the banner of the king, even the people who have been oppressed in the past will be uncontrollably worried.

"It makes sense, even if the radio encounters a big problem, I don't think it should be so embarrassed, unless it deliberately wants to completely destroy the fear that it has imprinted in our souls for so many years, which is not in line with the aesthetics of broadcasting, really not. ”

The Buddha touched his nose, there was beer on the table, he didn't like it very much, or rather, after the advancement, he was not so kind to alcohol.

"The aesthetics of broadcasting?" the fat man repeated at this point, "there is indeed something wrong, although we all know that broadcasting is supreme, but I also feel that broadcasting actually has a character, it cannot be said that he is a person, but he has some habits and pleasures that a person can have, but as long as it stands in the perspective of a person, it should not suddenly make such a move, even if it encounters great difficulties and crises for it."

Once we, the listeners, lose the fear of it, it will undoubtedly become more difficult for the radio to calmly and freely create those fun and storytelling for it in the future story world. ”

"Amitabha, but all our speculations, based on the abnormal performance of the broadcast, are based on a basic point, that is, the abnormality of the broadcast, but if the broadcast is really in extremely difficult trouble, so there is really no time to take care of it?" the monk suddenly said at this time,

"For example,

...... for broadcasting A life-and-death crisis?"

Dali's ultraviolet rays are very sufficient, and it is easy to sunburn tourists from other places, but under the scorching sun at this time, the three people sitting on the roof without the slightest shade suddenly felt a chill.

Things that can make broadcasting a life-and-death crisis,

What will it be?

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"A life-and-death crisis?"

Lychee stretched out her hand, took a grape, and slowly put it into her red lips, beside her, stood several listeners in Sichuan and near Sichuan, including Chenguang, among them, there was a new bigwig-level listener in the past two years, and the rest were also at the level of senior listeners.

Her return was not deliberately hidden, not even low-key, the roar of the train and the sound of hitting the railroad tracks were felt even by the bigwig-level listeners in the Western world, let alone the domestic audience.

Therefore, not half a day after she returned, the nearby audience rushed over.

Among all the people present, only Lychee was sitting, even the bigwig-level listener in Kawauchi did not sit down, and the identity and qualification order of the audience circle established under the fear of broadcasting was unobstructed at this time, even if the radio seemed to have "collapsed" now, but the impact of this rule has actually been there.

"Don't underestimate the radio. Lychee said this and stood up, "Things are not as complicated as you imagined, but they are indeed more exaggerated than you imagined. ”

Chen Guang stood aside and didn't speak, the eldest sister in front of her, she would naturally say it when she wanted to say it, and no one could make her open her mouth if she didn't want to say it.

It's just that there is one thing that Chenguang doesn't understand, at this time, the eldest sister suddenly returned, it seems that it is really too deliberate, and it is not surprising that she "received" these listeners who were a little uneasy because of the turmoil in the radio, which did not conform to her usual cold style before.

Of course, it may also be that I was too far away from my eldest sister before, and I have grown taller recently, and some things, looking at it from a distance and looking at it up close may be completely different feelings.

Lychee seemed to be waiting for something, and everyone waited with her.

Finally, she stood up,

"Liu De, I'll leave the matter of Hai Meimei to you, find him and rescue him, I owe you a favor. ”

Liu De, the only bigwig-level listener present, nodded at this time, signaling that he had accepted the request, however, the audience was also a human spirit, and after Lychee just asked him to help do something, Liu De immediately asked:

"What kind of place is the end of the train?"

After reaching a certain level of strength, the bigwig-level listeners will receive train tickets, and this green train has only been transported to the past, but few people can come back.

This time Lychee came back, which is a special case, the last time he could come back, it was a blood corpse, but the blood corpse was already crazy when he came back.

It is a place of fear, and the unknown is the direct factor that can most touch people's hearts with fear and unease.

Lychee casually took out a wet wipe, wiped her hands, and then threw the wet towel into a paper basket at her feet, pointed, and said,

"This is it. ”

After speaking, Lychee's figure disappeared in front of everyone.

Her return, her stay, naturally has her purpose, and it is even so important that she doesn't even have time to personally rescue Jaime Mei from her predicament.

Liu De and the audience all stared at the paper basket,

Chen Guang noticed that Liu De's face showed a gloomy color.

At the end of the train,

Is it a garbage dump?

So the bigwigs of the train transport past listeners,

What is the equivalent of?

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"Garbage is always garbage. ”

Su Yuhang took a deep breath, "You say, how many pairs of eyes are staring at us now?"

"It's not so much staring, it's about suffering and waiting. Liu Mengyu said.

"I've always been curious about the training model of broadcasting, which makes people stronger and stronger, but at the same time, it can amplify people's fears, and even willingly get on the train that transports garbage and throw themselves away as garbage. ”

"It's also more acceptable for them to be a wild cat scavenging in a garbage dump than to go head-to-head with the radio.

Moreover, Su Yuhang, you are really shameless, if you hadn't met 'Zhao', can you say that you would definitely embark on this road?"

"Maybe, maybe. Su Yuhang said, "There is no way to compare this, and there is no way to make assumptions, after all, what 'Zhao' represents is not just the poison of the plan." I go to the West, you go to Xi'an, its toxins are almost there. ”

"Why don't we switch over?"

"You should know that your goddaughter is back, coming back from the garbage heap, it's not as simple as thinking about her parents, you're more suitable to come forward to face her, isn't it?"

Liu Mengyu was noncommittal, but muttered, "She's ready to go our way." ”

"The premise is that we have to lose, otherwise she will have nowhere to go. Su Yuhang suddenly let out a sigh, let out a long sigh, and said, "Alas, in the blink of an eye for twenty years, our son and goddaughter have also grown up, hehe, I, Su Yuhang, really didn't think that I would be able to have both children one day, big dream, have you ever thought that there will be this day?"

"You, there is something in the words. Liu Mengyu looked at Su Yuhang's eyes and asked seriously, "Don't tell me, you regret it now." ”

"I don't regret it, and I will never regret it. Su Yuhang's ten fingers trembled slightly, and a gossip array appeared under his feet, and a spatial fluctuation rippled around him, and at the same time, a slight tremor began to tremble in the depths of a Greek monument, as if echoing, before the figure was teleported out, Su Yuhang sighed:

"Big dream, you haven't thought about it, if we don't take this road, we now have a grown up son and a beautiful and caring goddaughter, what kind of painting style will it be?"