Kamiam MBC's "Idol Radio".

Because of the characteristics of the program, most of the audiences covered are concentrated in the age layer between students and white-collar workers.

Because in the Southern Peninsula, "idol" is really a very ordinary and special thing.

And the idol plus the radio - it doesn't matter where you are, driving the radio, or the mobile phone signal, wearing headphones during office breaks, the sound that will naturally appear when you are moving:

"Idol Radio, the hardest guest to invite ever..."

"This 'Mysterious Death Concert', which has a good relationship with Na Lian, Ziyu, and Somi of Twice, is out, please gamble on your self-esteem in the national audience, let's guess~"

Someone related to Rabbit Gas and Quan Zhaomi?

The people who were listening were curious, regardless of their status.

BGM broadcasts in everyday life.

When an ethereal voice appeared, hearing the singing, the world seemed to pause tacitly, and the national audience put down their homework books, A4 paper, rice shovels...

From half-believing, incredulous, and finally excitedly shouting:

"Moh? What a familiar sound!

”

"Wait a minute!

No way? No way?! ”

"Wow! Daihatsu! It's live?! Not a CD? ”

"A song I've never heard before~ Assi! It's Jiang Xiaoliang! ”

"Important! Emphasis on her voice like my coolness, West! ”

The girl hummed over and over again.

Durable, sensual and wonderful.

One after another, when I recognized who the singer was, I was so excited that I couldn't regain it, and I ran to tell each other, and the real-time radio listening rate was about 10% all year round, and at the moment when the keyword "SWD" - Xiaoliang appeared, it directly broke through to more than 80% and skyrocketed wildly!

This is an improvised ditty that is really suitable for a whole day of looping in a small café on the streets of the peninsula in spring.

Sitting side by side with the person I like at the small table by the window, I unconsciously talked about each other's future, which is a beautiful and dreamy feeling.

Or the impromptu live singing of the ethereal voice flowing in the car while driving on the road.

It seems that as long as there is a broadcast, there will be concerts everywhere.

It's like where there are pill heads, there is happiness.

Ears, with-

“shall we dance

shall we dance

duulu dudu lulu...", the sense of girlish atmosphere is quietly permeated, and I want people to "leave" again, a trip that can be taken on Lijiang and Busan.

You can also carry a guitar on your back and take a trip to the Gyeongchun National Highway in Daegu.

Lying in the bright golden sunlight and closing your eyes to listen, or simply enjoying it, or simply enjoying it, or a cold or warm atmosphere, healing this thing, for no reason, without warning.

The signal of the idol radio station "sizzling" continues:

"Inside, at this time, a text message came from No. 1313 nim: I am a fan of this mysterious relative, and I want to tell her that I recently lied to someone, and I am sorry in my heart, and I want to apologize..."

"But I'm not one to say sorry easily, and I want to ask her what it's like to not be able to read it back... I share my daily life, in the past, I also want to be closer to you..."

"I like Jiang Thirteen, but I don't like iz*one, I know that Xiaoliang doesn't like to hear such words, so sister, I don't dare to say it in front of you, ne! I'm just jealous of the inconsequential people around you, why are they so easy to see you that I've been thinking about for a long time! Xiao Liang, I like you! ”

"Huh..."

Listening to the letter read out by Sister MC Kim with a smile.

It's right to like a person, but fans only like a certain person in a group, and to such a deep extent, this will be called "poison only".

She and all the people are patiently waiting for the hero's answer.

“……”

The pill head on the other end of the radio station was silent for a long time, with a cute tilted head, and then used the sensibility of the 70s style to hide his helplessness:

"Like a person, or say it in person, it's best to say it face-to-face, paraphrasing is always a step slow, whether to take steps without direction with the spring breeze, take steps now, don't hesitate, what do you have to say to me in person, it's really true! Don't call me a teammate! ”

To put it simply, Jiang Xiaoliang didn't know what to say, so he said it first and said it in embarrassment.

It's like Ryoko telling An An and Madoka who occasionally want to skip class: Let's go to this "B study" first, and as for living, let's find a way...

"From 1303 NIM: It's Wuli Liang! During the lunch break, I heard your voice again, the sun was very good, white, golden, like angel wings, and it was only you, Ernie and I dared to let the mourning drown me. ”

"Today, I was ridiculed by my colleagues again, saying that I could be promoted because I was beautiful and the ideal type that the section chief liked to take care of, and they thought I couldn't understand..."

"Because almost everyone knows that I am usually very smug and very unserious, but no one knows that those are all to cover up their sensitivity, love to be cranky and like to immerse themselves in deep negative energy..."

The listener hesitated, but cautiously confided his thoughts.

The voice that made Sister MC Jin read the letter couldn't help but become heavy.

Reading between the lines, it seems to be suppressing and saying: It's okay, I'll be fine in a while, I really don't care...

"I deleted and played, typed and deleted, and after an hour, I finally decided to leave a message and send it to idol radio, because I was afraid that it would be ridiculous to be recognized, and I hoped that Sister MC Jin would see it, and I didn't want Xiao Liangmei to hear it, Miyane, I am so timid and ridiculous..."

"My sister who occasionally wants to die and wants to go to heaven doesn't seem to be worthy of being your 'cold powder', Miyane..."

This 1303's message is long, long, and heavy.

"I'm sorry" has been said many times, and at this moment, in fact, all the listeners seem to be able to hear it.

This "cool fan" swayed in panic, and there was a little expectation hidden in his sentimental words.

For example, when they are on the verge of despair, who will reach out a hand.

One left and one right, sitting Na Lian, Ziyu, and Quan Zhaomi opposite, no matter where they sit, their eyes were on one person, and they couldn't move away.

The girl in the shirt in the sun, with a pink vest and retro round-framed glasses, can't hide the deep touch of blue, surging, and warm.

Fifteen-year-old Ryoko, lazily holding her chin, Zhuo Ju is uninhibited, coinciding with her youth.

The blue eyes are clean and the smile is bright.

"She" is still the transparent, kind teenager.

"Well, this 1303 nim, although I haven't been to heaven, it should be boring, after all, it's a place where 'birdmen' gather, right? Well, there are fluff fluffs with fluttering wings everywhere, so smoking is prohibited, but sometimes angels will secretly smoke and hide the cigarette in the palm of their hand, revealing the light of the fire - that is, the lit star, when the archangel Gabriel is patrolling, they will quietly flick off the cigarette butt 'biu~', this is the meteor we see, woo~"

Xiao Liangmei's voice can only be described as "Qingling", it is the kind of spotless cleanliness and a little playful.

It is the freshness of the spring breeze, the clear water flowing through the heart, the lazy and calm cat, and the warmth of the sun on the cheeks.

"Haha."

Lin Nalian was drinking milk tea, biting a straw and laughing.

She was thinking, is this pill head really only fifteen years old?

Sister Ziyu put her share of snacks in front of Xiao Liang, she wanted everything for this person.

At first, the fan messages were serious.

But gradually...

"This No. 2121 nim, said: It's so healing, my sister is hot and unbuttoned, especially Xiaoliang's 'ah', 'um', 'woo~'"

"Aang? Huh~"

It's weird! This message is weird!

I hope it's just that I want to be crooked!

Jiang Liangzi took a bite of fried chicken, narrowed her eyes, and her expression was very serious and sincere.

"Nogi Kiyo, Wuli Xiaoryo ~"

Sister MC Kim's heart was about to melt when she saw it.

She felt like her heart rate was going to explode compared to the record explosion of listening.

"Somi, now, do you have any close friends?"

"Hmm, inside."

Quan Zhaomi blushed, glanced at Xiao Liang, who was inexplicable, nibbling on fried chicken, and smiled shyly.

It's all in plain sight.

The nooks and crannies of the Southern Peninsula.

Countless people quietly pursed the corners of their mouths, and their smiles were infected.

The light and playful temperament, the lazy and fresh voice, as if plucking the tight heartstrings, the sweet whisper in the ears of a lover...

If Jiang Xiaoliang is a midnight radio DJ, then he has to go!

Don't do your homework, listen to it when you work, you will really be immersed in it, otherwise you will be like many people, you will not do anything for an hour and a half, and you will be disliked by your own mother and leaders.

“……”

It all depends on what I'm doing, what else do I have to say, brother?!

Brother Liang, I'm running out of words! Oh Dok!