Chapter 1197: One Thousand Two Hundred and Seven Sprinkled with Sugar
"This is the goose's exclusive radio station, this listener, do you have any thoughts or stories that you would like to share with us?"
The hostess lowered the background sound as she spoke, and after what had just happened, the listeners all ran to the internal control room to leave a message.
No one cared about the new story, and that really put her to the test.
Indeed it is.
Not only the audience, but even the director is trying to find a way to contact the young lady Yuzhi who just called.
However, how could it be so easy.
Mobei is made by Internet phone, and there will be no room for anyone to call back.
The director is a little sad.
How can there be people they can't contact.
Today's traffic, it is estimated that this is it.
Just after the director gave the hostess a gesture and signaled her to ask and answer quickly.
A magnetic bass snapped.
"I heard that someone called just now and asked how you coaxed people?"
The hostess is sweating, everyone knows this: "Yes, this audience member wants to ask the same question?" ”
"I'd like to hear what you guys have to say." Feng Nai's voice was slow.
"This ......" the hostess thought for a moment, and she couldn't say that they only wanted people to break up before.
Feng Nai listened to the hesitation over there, grabbed his trouser pocket with one hand, glanced at the onlookers who still wanted to shout, and avoided the mobile phone: "There are so many ways to coax people, and you haven't provided any of them?" ”
"No, this listener." The hostess suspected that the other party was here to make trouble: "We are a program that answers emotional questions, you can talk about your heart, as for the solution of the previous audience, it may not be suitable for you, and listening to your voice, it seems to be very noisy, our program often has control, if you have any key points to say, you can say it now." ”
The audience was talking in the internal control room, and she really didn't have the heart to listen to it more, so she had to get into the music early.
"I'm the one she's trying to coax." Feng Nai replied nonchalantly.
That's it.
The music was paused.
The hostess forgot to cut the channel.
There was also a momentary pause in the barrage in the internal control room.
Immediately after, it was the font of ah-ah-ah, which was red all the way.
"Damn?! Really? ”
"The confessed deity has appeared?"
"It's really a k god, why do I think it's incredible, k god won't listen to this kind of show, right?"
"For the sake of his auxiliary little brother, he will do nothing."
An old fan, he knows his own god best.
I think about the screen recording show of the year, it is even more excessive, and I still wear rabbit ears together, newcomers, I don't know.
They only know that the current King doesn't like to show his face during the live broadcast, so he will put a mineral water bottle.
But I didn't know that last year's king, a live broadcast, nine out of ten sentences to mention his assistant little brother, and also pulled the other party to the screen to sprinkle sugar.
Wherever Mo Bei went to the south, wherever he sticked, thinking about it made her, an old fan, feel embarrassed, too milky at that time.
However, as a true fan.
I'd rather see him with a wanton poisonous tongue.
I don't want to see him now, often silent, not speaking, as if there is nothing in his eyes.
That's when he'll say, "What do I eat? Assist the little brother to do it, what are you doing in the past, let him poison us all? The disadvantages of supporting Little Brother? It's too likable, the house manager looks at the point, who will form a k cat cp, banned. Group me and someone? He doesn't care, I care about something. ”
Think about that time, blatant double standards.
Inexplicably, I still feel a little sweet, how can I break it?
Feng Nai didn't care about the traffic explosion, and his voice was still light: "Can I give a few comments on your show?" ”