Xu Jingkai sneaked out of the door of the live broadcast room No. 3. He pushed the door, but found that the door was locked. He couldn't help but blew his beard and stared at him.

He thought for a moment, looked at the front and back passages in the corridor, and saw that there was no one, he hurriedly lay down beside the door and eavesdropped on the movement inside the door.

But this posture was really hard, and he was nearly forty years old and his body was no longer strong. After listening to it for less than a minute, he felt his waist sore and he couldn't stand up.

He couldn't help but want to knock on the door, but when he thought of his usual relationship with Liao Yuan, he spat and turned around and left.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and most of the colleagues in the General Office had already gotten off work. Xu Jingkai packed up his briefcase, ate a bowl of wontons at the roadside stall, and returned home humming a small song.

My wife and children have returned to their parents' home to visit relatives in recent days. They are still alone on weekdays. Xu Jingkai returned home, turned on the light, looked at the quiet living room, and was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt lonely.

He washed up and lay on the bed, tossing and turning, but he couldn't sleep. He couldn't help but think of the "Ghost Blows Out the Light" discussed by his colleagues.

"It's really that good?"

At this moment, Xu Jingkai felt like there were millions of ants crawling around, and he was so itchy that he looked at the time and it was already here.

He immediately took out his phone, opened the FM radio application, adjusted to his own frequency, and listened quietly.

"...The bottom of the lake was originally dark, but it was reflected by the firelight above, so you could barely see the environment of more than ten meters under the water. There were countless big fish swimming slowly in the depths of the water. These fish were completely different from what I had seen before. The big fish had very long beards and looked like salmon. Because they lived in a dark environment, their eyes had deteriorated and only two white spots were left..."

Xu Jingkai listened for a while, but because he did not listen to the previous text, he was a little confused about the content, but this did not prevent him from looking at Liao Yuan with admiration.

This voice is indeed Liao Yuan's, but it is completely different from his impression. It is like a different person. Its oral broadcasting skills are completely comparable to those of popular anchors in Taiwan, and it is even better in creating an atmosphere.

"Is this Liao Yuan?"

Xu Jingkai was a little suspicious. There was no harm without comparison. Compared with the past, Liao Yuan's oral broadcasting skills were like a rocket, and he was rising rapidly.

At this time, he was even more sleepy, so he continued to listen.

Fortunately, the ignorant passage passed and a new story came, gradually making him devote himself to a series of mysterious scenes.

"In 1969, due to the needs of the international situation, my troops were sent to the deep Kunlun Mountains to construct. Due to the harsh environment, the project progress was slower than expected. In three years, dozens of officers and soldiers died on the construction site, but the military facility we built had just completed two-thirds of the... "

Xu Jingkai was a little stunned. 1969?

Isn’t Liao Yuan only 25 years old this year? He knows everything about fifty years ago?

He held his breath and continued to listen.

When Xu Jingkai heard Hu Bayi and Wang Kaixuan, under the persuasion of Dajinya, prepare to go to the Wild Groove where the educated youth went to the countryside to rob the tomb, he was completely immersed in the story.

Time passed quietly.

"...The hunting dogs were yelling around the hordes, as if they had seen something terrible, and the chirping was full of uneasiness. According to common sense, horses and dogs are good friends, and hordes were definitely not bitten by dogs. What kind of beasts would it be made of? Three giant mastiffs and five hunting dogs surrounded the left and right, but they didn't catch the beasts that committed the murder? Looking around, there were no traces of beasts, but the empty mountains were silent, and the night wind blew the leaves in the forest rustled. The palms of our hands holding the hunting rifle were covered in cold sweat..."

At the slow speed of Liao Yuan's speech at that time, Xu Jingkai was very nervous. His back felt cold and his mouth felt even more dry. So he turned on the bedside lamp, held his cell phone, and got out of bed and poured water to drink while listening.

After drinking the water, he climbed onto the bed immediately.

At this time, he didn't think about anything in his mind, and the nervous and exciting storyline attracted all his attention.

The middle-aged man in his forties just held the pillow and sat on the bed, listening blankly to the sound coming from his phone.

"...We crawled into one of the shacks and saw that there were many animal skins inside. There were indeed three corpses in the corner. The corpses were black due to excessive decay, their muscles were almost rotten, their skin was shriveled, and maggots and ants were crawling in and out from time to time in their eyes and nostrils…"

The sound from his ears quickly formed a picture in his mind, like a movie, which made Xu Jingkai completely fascinated, and even felt ups and downs with the ups and downs of the plot.

"Today's content will end here. Listeners, if you want to know the consequences, we will see you at the same time tomorrow. This is the midnight program "The Ghost Blows the Light" brought to you by FM107.7. I am the speaker, A Yuan."

Um?

None?

Xu Jingkai came to his senses and saw that it was already two o'clock in the evening...

He breathed a sigh of relief, stared at the screen of his phone, and became stunned.

Almost at the same time, Mi Maodian also breathed a sigh of relief in an apartment in Donghai City.

"Tomb robbery theme! It turns out to be tomb robbery theme!"

Mi Maodian turned off the FM radio application that comes with his phone with complex eyes.

When he heard that the new company's midnight listening rate suddenly increased, he felt something was wrong.

He knew his own weight. Even if he was recognized as the number one midnight radio stations in Donghai City, he would not have been able to make audiences flock from Baoshan Radio to Donghai Radio a few days before taking office.

After all, that's a fourfold increase!

In Mi Maodian's opinion, if he can achieve such results on the first day of starting a new job, it is definitely something worth celebrating!

You know, after all, the midnight period is midnight period, and it is absolutely impossible to compare with the prime time at midnight or seven or eight o'clock in the morning. The difference between the two is completely different. No matter how awesome Mi Maodian is, his new program "Late Night Talk" cannot be compared with the prime time programs.

Therefore, being able to continue to compete in all non-prime time programs is almost Mi Maodian’s biggest goal after entering the new company.

And this goal was achieved in advance by Liao Yuan...

Mi Maodian suddenly felt a little nervous.

Before this, he had heard of "The Strange Things in the World", but he clearly remembered how strong Liao Yuan's broadcasting cavity was, because he often pressed his throat and stretched his lips, and the strength of his lips and tongue was completely rigid, resulting in the sound becoming extremely thick during oral broadcast.

But that performance just now completely refreshed Mi Maodian's understanding of Liao Yuan.

You should know that in the radio industry, anchors with broadcast accents have always been the object of ridicule for everyone, because in the radio industry, broadcast accents are a taboo in broadcasting. Although they sound like a news broadcast and are particularly high-end, the radio and press industry are different after all. Using the broadcast accent of the news to broadcast the stories of the radio industry is absolutely ignorant in the eyes of professionals in the industry.

Once upon a time, Liao Yuan was a model of this type.

But now...

Everything is different!

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I have been busy signing contracts these two days and moving. I will update it first. Sorry, sorry, after all, there is no manuscript saved, so...
Chapter completed!