Following.

The sun was shining in the sky, Pei Chuyue went out in a good mood, and she was very lucky today, just one stop after the subway, someone got off the train and had an empty seat.

After Pei Chuyue sat down, she played with her mobile phone.

"Yesterday's late-night ghost story show was fantastic, it's the first time I've heard such an interesting story."

"I want to complain about the "Late Night Ghost Story" column, I used to listen to this show to hypnosis, but last night was good, I almost scared me into insomnia~"

"Haha, it's a bit too much upstairs to talk about hypnosis, but the ghost stories in this column were really too bad before, but last night's "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" was really good!"

"It's so interesting, it feels like listening to a story, there are so many different doorways to rob tombs!"

"The hostess's voice is also good, just enough to properly alleviate the terrifying atmosphere of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"!"

Seeing the message on the self-made forum of the broadcasting center, Pei Chuyue smiled even more happily.

This forum made by the broadcast center is usually not many people will go online except for internal personnel.

I don't really like the story of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", and these netizens won't go to the forum to leave a message.

"Xiao Pei, the audience of your show reacted very well last night!"

"Have you gone online, our broken forum has never been so lively!"

"Xiao Pei continues to make persistent efforts and strive to get an outstanding newcomer award for our channel back!"

As soon as he entered the office, his colleagues gathered around to congratulate Pei Chuyue.

At this time, Director Zhao also happened to come over, and Pei Chuyue immediately went up sensibly and said, "Director, I was too impulsive last night......

Director Zhao's face softened slightly, but his anger had not yet subsided, and he waved his hand and said, "It's useless to say this now, everything is based on listening rate." ”

That is, Pei Chuyue is a likable girl, if other interns dare to contradict him like this, Director Zhao probably would have assigned him to do chores a long time ago.

"Director, the audience response of Xiao Pei's column last night was not bad, and the listening rate must have increased."

"But after all, it's a late-night column, and even if there is improvement, it will take time, so I think it's better to give Xiao Pei a while."

"Yes, Director."

Seeing this, colleagues all came up to help speak, which made Pei Chuyue feel moved.

"It's useless for anyone to plead, wait until the listening rate comes out."

Director Zhao interrupted everyone expressionlessly, maintaining the director's majesty.

"Director Zhao, the listening rate of your channel is out!"

Just then, someone outside the office shouted with a form.

"Okay."

Director Zhao took the form back, and after only one glance, the expression on his face became a little surprised.

"Director, what about the listening rate?"

The other people in the office saw Director Zhao stunned for a while, and suddenly asked anxiously.

"Ahem~"

Director Zhao came back to his senses and looked at Pei Chuyue a little strangely, and then announced the listening rate of yesterday's "Late Night Ghost Story".

"Last night's listening rate was 1.03%!"

As soon as this number was announced, Pei Chuyue, as a newcomer, did not react, but the rest of the office exclaimed almost at the same time.

"Broken 1?"

"Listening rate 1.03?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the column whose listening rate on our channel can break 1 should be in the top five, right?"

A late-night column can have a listening rate of more than 1, even if it is a column that the whole channel can do, there are no more than three.

"Director, how is this ranking of listeners?"

Now the whole office is curious, what is the ranking of last night's ghost story.

Speaking of which, what really annoyed Director Zhao was Director Zhou of the Sports Channel.

"Late-night ghost stories ranked third on our channel and seventeenth on all channels, just surpassing the eighteenth place of Sports Channel's "Talking Basketball."

Speaking of this, the smile on Director Zhao's face was almost impossible to hide, and he quickly forgot about last night's unpleasantness.

"Xiao Pei, you have done a good job, you must make persistent efforts in the future, and strive to keep the sports channel's "Talking Basketball" under your feet."

"That's it for today's morning meeting, adjournment!"

After Director Zhao finished speaking, he happily went out with the form, and he didn't have to think about it to know that he went to Director Zhou to show off.

"Congratulations, late-night ghost stories are the third program on our literary channel to break 1 in listen, and it is also a late-night column."

Pei Chuyue was congratulated by her colleagues, and she smiled very happily.

My own column is stable.

The listening rate can break 1, which also shows that the story of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" has really been loved by the audience.

It's really a double happiness.

"Thank you for your support and care during this time, and I will invite you to dinner at noon today!"

Pei Chuyue excitedly announced, and the others also agreed very face-savingly.

In the afternoon, Director Zhao, who abandoned his previous suspicions, announced that in the future, the column "Late Night Ghost Stories" would be completely handed over to Pei Chuyue.

Pei Chuyue did not live up to Director Zhao's trust, and in the next week, the listeners of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" responded more and more enthusiastically, and the listening rate of "Ghost Stories in the Middle of the Night" also increased all the way.

"It is strongly recommended to extend the broadcast time of the "Late Night Ghost Story" column, because I don't listen to "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" for a day now, and I feel uncomfortable all over."

"I'm a taxi driver on the day shift, and now I have to work overtime until 12 o'clock every day, just to listen to "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", which makes my wife wonder if I am deliberately fooling around outside......"

"After listening to "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", and then listening to other supernatural stories, I suddenly felt bored."

"Thank you to the host, thank you to the Literature and Art Channel, for being able to bring us such a wonderful story as "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"."

There are many similar messages on the station's self-made forum every day, and even the management of the forum is a little puzzled why the forum has become so lively recently.

……

Qunwen Publishing House.

Zhang Lei knocked on the door of the editor-in-chief's office, pushed the door and walked in excitedly.

"Editor-in-chief, the opportunity for the revitalization of our publishing house has come!"

Zhang Lei's face was excited, and he said to the editor-in-chief with a large stack of materials in his hand.

In the past few days, Zhang Lei has been listening to "Late Night Ghost Story" every day, and the more he listens to it, the more he feels that the story "Ghost Blows the Lamp" is a masterpiece.

And after Zhang Lei's many inquiries, he found that the story "Ghost Blows the Lamp" has never been published.

As soon as he learned the news, he immediately began to collect information, and the audience reactions from all walks of life reacted to it, and after sorting it out, he tried to persuade the editor-in-chief to win the publishing rights of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern".

But what Zhang Lei didn't know was that when he knocked on the door of the editor-in-chief's office, a peer had already contacted the broadcasting center one step ahead.

At the same time, the weekend did not know that the influence of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" was already gradually fermenting.

"Midyear party?"

In Dulin's office, when he saw his next announcement over the weekend, he couldn't laugh or cry.

"Tell me about you, a good little fresh meat is inappropriate, and now you have been labeled as the wind of the underworld, now you are satisfied, the mid-year festival party has come to the door, and your label of the underworld has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people!"

Durin held his forehead helplessly, not knowing what to say.