There is a reason for Li Haixia to be optimistic about Zhang Hehuan. The listening rate of "Fiction Continuous Broadcast" successfully exceeded 4 on Thursday, and directly reached 4.4, which undoubtedly refreshed the highest listening rate of Pengcheng Radio this year.

The listening rate of "You Are Along the Way" which was broadcast at the same time as him dropped to 0.9. The traffic frequency made a decisive decision and the resumption will be suspended from now on. Although Director Luo Peihong is a woman, his style of doing things has always been known for his decisiveness.

If the resumption of the broadcast at noon was impacted by "Free Broadcasting", the listening rate of live broadcasts in the morning and evening also declined to varying degrees.

The latest listening rate shows that "You Are Along the Way" has an listening rate of 2.5 on Thursday morning and an listening rate of 2.7 at night. It may be a good result if it is another column, but for this focused column, it is simply a failure.

Lin Xiaofeng's listening rate of "Xiaofeng Helps You" on the news station has been above 3 years. Now she has changed to traffic frequency and has equipped her with Feng Jun, a popular anchor who was poached from Yungang Radio at a high cost. Why is it not working?

Luo Peihong's success is not unreasonable. She is much more persistent in her career than most people. She found Zhang Hehuan's show to play it one by one, and listened to it all.

She also went to the scene to quietly observe Zhang Hehuan's work. Luo Peihong believed that as an anchor, Zhang Hehuan was not professional. Even if she had a solid foundation in this radio station, she could not let go of the content of "Bad Kids" after all.

But even the best novel will end. Once the book is broadcast, what else can Zhang Hehuan use to attract listeners? Unless he has better content on hand, although there are many bestsellers, the copyright is difficult to handle. With the conditions of Pengcheng Radio, it is impossible to use large amounts of funds to buy bestsellers.

Luo Peihong specifically mentioned the Zhang Hehuan phenomenon at an internal meeting on traffic frequency, telling everyone not to be impatient, they just need to follow their past rhythm, stabilize the listening rate, and stabilize the listening rate. It won’t take long to go, the column with the highest listening rate in Taiwan will still appear on their frequency.

At 7:50 on Friday evening, Zhang Hehuan arrived at the live broadcast room on time. Su Mengmeng arrived an hour in advance. When the boy waited a little, she announced that Zhang Hehuan would come to visit the live broadcast room and co-host the evening's program.

Although Literary and Art Frequency has produced the hit "Fiction Continuous Broadcast" and the new anchor Zhang Hehuan created the highest annual listening rate of the radio station of 4.4, it did not stop the overall decline in Literary and Art Frequency.

Su Mengmeng was cursed. Since the listening rate of "Nostalgia Francisco" dropped below 1, no matter how hard she tried, she had not climbed back to the 1 era. The listening rate on Thursday was only 0.9. Su Mengmeng herself was no longer confident and hoped to gain some popularity of Zhang Hehuan.

Those who participated in the live broadcast that night were the teams of "Nostalgia Francisco", and they were also working with Zhang Hehuan for the first time.

Zhang Hehuan dressed casually tonight, with a black T-shirt and shorts, and was not on TV, so she would do whatever she felt comfortable.

Everyone found out that he was carrying a classical guitar.

Su Mengmeng was a little puzzled. Why did she still carry a guitar on her back and sing on the spot? Did this guy understand the wrong meaning? Just let him communicate earlier.

There were still ten minutes before the live broadcast, Su Mengmeng hurriedly communicated with him: "Hehuan, although we are a music program, we don't need to perform live."

Zhang Hehuan laughed: "I don't want to play either. This is a prop. I have to find the state. I can only feel like I'm doing a music program with my guitar on my back. Otherwise, I might start broadcasting novels again if I go in later."

This reason is too far-fetched. If you have to recite the guitar when doing music programs, then you must not drive a car into the live broadcast room when doing a car program?

Su Mengmeng knew he was telling jokes, but she couldn't laugh. After all, it was a live broadcast, not her alone, and the two of them had never communicated in advance. In case of a broadcast accident, it would definitely be her responsibility. The guest was invited by her.

Su Mengmeng actually sent Zhang Hehuan the electronic file of her broadcast tonight in advance. She hoped that he would get familiar with her. She asked, but Zhang Hehuan didn't pay any attention. Su Mengmeng felt a little dizzy and told Zhang Hehuan that she would give him hints when she would speak and when she would not speak, and act according to her eyes.

Zhang Hehuan said that there was no problem, and he had always been confident in his ability to adapt to the situation.

At this time, the director began to urge them to enter the live broadcast room.

The place where Su Mengmeng broadcasts live is the live broadcast room with the best literary and artistic frequency at present. There is a huge floor-to-ceiling glass window between the live broadcast room and the outside world. You can see the outside from the inside and the outside.

There is also a place next to it where the telephone editor works. Here you can answer the hotline in advance and be responsible for connecting the hotline to the live broadcast room. The small room is very soundproofed. Because there is a bit of singing part tonight, the telephone editor has already started working in advance.

Su Mengmeng sat down in the anchor seat, and Zhang Hehuan sat in the chair to her right. She thought to herself, shouldn't it be a man on the left and a woman on the right?

Su Mengmeng took a look at the guitar in Zhang Hehuan's arms again, and it was so awkward that it looked.

The countdown has started outside, with a countdown of 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1...

The familiar prelude of "Nostalgia Francisco" sounded, and Su Mengmeng's gentle and pleasant voice appeared in the air.

"Hello everyone, it's Friday again, and it's the same time. It's already dark outside and it's drizzling in the sky. Let's reminisce about the classics together. In the gentle atmosphere of the night, listen to a piece of vinyl, taste a cup of coffee, and recall your and my past lives."

Zhang Hehuan thought that the taste of bourgeoisie was full of bourgeoisie, but such a beginning was too tacky. At night, light rain, vinyl, coffee, and such combinations were used too much.

After the music ended, Su Mengmeng continued: "I am Su Mengmeng, the anchor of "Nostalgic Freshman" in Literary Frequency. Tonight I specially invited a guest to the live broadcast room to accompany everyone to reminisce about the classics and recall the passing years. Now I am grandly launching my partner tonight, my popular anchor Zhang Hehuan." She winked at Zhang Hehuan and signaled Zhang Hehuan to start talking.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Hello everyone, everyone. I am Zhang Hehuan, the host of literary and artistic frequency. I am honored to visit Mengmeng's live broadcast room tonight, and to travel the long river of music with you and discuss each other's feelings about life."

Su Mengmeng expressed satisfaction. Zhang Hehuan's performance was very steady, and he called him Mengmeng. This was not disrespectful, but was maintaining his personality. If he called him Sister Su or Sister Mengmeng, the audience would think that he was an older young woman, and maybe he would think that she was married. Su Mengmeng was also very concerned about this.

"Hehuan, what do you think of nostalgic Francises?"

Zhang Hehuan said: "I also want to hear your opinion first."

Su Mengmeng said: "In my opinion, the real classics will not be erased by the passage of time. They may be old, but the taste of precipitating time is more charming and mellow, so I prefer old songs."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "It seems that you are a person who likes nostalgia."

"Originally our column was called Nostalgic Francisco."

Zhang Hehuan said: "To give a different opinion, I personally think that nostalgic music may not refer to old songs. Nostalgia is a kind of sentiment. A song, a scene, a person, or even a fallen leaf, a drop of drizzle may touch our hearts and arouse our memories of the old days. This is nostalgia."

Su Mengmeng smiled and said, "You can hear that you are a sentimental person, let's go back to the theme of the song." She felt that Zhang Hehuan was a little far away. Excellent anchors must have super control. When they realize that the guests deviate from the topic, they should immediately bring the topic back.

Zhang Hehuan said: "This is exactly what I want to say. In fact, many songs are full of nostalgia, maybe they are new songs I just wrote."

Su Mengmeng interrupted his topic again: "It's so good, let's listen to a classic old song first." She motioned to sing.

Zhang Hehuan found that Su Mengmeng's listening rate had decreased without reason, and she had no creativity at all. Who stipulated that "Nostalgic Francisco" must be an old song?

In fact, Zhang Hehuan also cherishes his face. Although he is a guest at Su Mengmeng's live broadcast room today, he doesn't want to make the listening rate too ugly. At least he has to help him reach 1.0, otherwise people will say that he is a popular anchor.

So Zhang Hehuan posted a post on Weibo, telling everyone that he would be a guest at "Nostalgic Francisco" tonight, which also gained some popularity. He hopes that the fans of the Family Friends will come and help. As for bringing the guitar over, he also has ideas.

But after the live broadcast began, he found that Su Mengmeng's style of hosting was too conservative, and wanted to take advantage of his popularity. He was worried that the live broadcast process would lose control, and he might be a little worried about losing the main character.

Zhang Hehuan decided secretly that even if Su Mengmeng talked so hard, she would not come to support her. It would not be fun at all.

Three old songs were played one after another, and Zhang Hehuan frowned. The process of anchor Su Mengmeng was based on the lines. The songs were basically selected from ten years ago. The key is that the old songs in this world are basically not very good.

Finally, it was time for the audience to order songs, and the telephone editor connected the first audience to the live broadcast room.

Su Mengmeng said: "Hello!"

"Hello! Is it me?" a little girl's voice.

Su Mengmeng smiled and said, "It's you, can you introduce yourself first?"

"Is Zhang Hehuan here?"

Su Mengmeng smiled at Zhang Hehuan, she must be his girl fan.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Hello, I am Zhang Hehuan."

Several girls on the other end of the phone said in unison: "Boss, I love you! We are family happiness and your most loyal fans!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

Su Mengmeng smiled helplessly. Why did she feel like she had become a fan meeting? She smiled and reminded: "Which classic song do you want to play on demand?"

"We want to hear the boss Zhang Hehuan sing. We love to hear whatever he sings."

Su Mengmeng said that she was so bad that she was worried that she would go astray, but she finally went astray. Tonight was a nostalgic music, not a fan meeting.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Thank you for your support. I am very moved. Are you still students?"

"Well! We are all in high school."

"I'll give you a song. This song was written to my girl at the same table back then, and it's the best memory in my heart."

Su Mengmeng was stunned. It was over. Did Zhang Hehuan forget what she was here tonight? Why did she suddenly get involved in the show? Did he think he was here to hold a concert? He winked at Zhang Hehuan desperately and asked him to brake quickly.

Zhang Hehuan didn't even look at her. He picked up the guitar and said in a deep voice: "I offer to all the listeners in front of the radio a song written by themselves. The name of the song is "You, the deskmate". Thank you for your support, let us return to the green years together to commemorate our past student days."
Chapter completed!