Zhang Hehuan found that Anran's pace of walking was still messy, so he slowed down first, then stopped and said to him: "You go first."

Zhang Hehuan nodded and did not leave immediately.

An Ran said: "Go quickly, don't delay the live broadcast."

Zhang Hehuan then walked forward, Anran turned around and walked slowly, suddenly his steps began to speed up, and then he trotted all the way, Zhang Hehuan's considerate voice sounded behind him: "Do you want paper?"

An Ran blushed. How did this guy know? He turned around and glared at Zhang Hehuan.

Zhang Hehuan threw a bag of things to her, An Ran caught it and saw that it was actually a pack of wet wipes. Should he say he was considerate or should he be called a hooligan? This guy is really not a good thing.

While washing her hands, An Ran met a lady of good temperament. The other party smiled at her, and An Ran smiled. The one who could come to the 29th floor was either the anchor or the leader. Even the idle people on this station were not allowed to enter, but she seemed to have never seen the other party.

An Ran came outside the live broadcast room. Zhang Hehuan had already come out after finishing the live broadcast. He smiled at her and said, "It's been so long?"

An Ran really wanted to rush up and punch him twice, but saw Zhang Hehuan laughing brightly, thinking that he was worthy of his laughter so hard, but saw Zhang Hehuan rushing towards him with big strides, An Ran subconsciously protected his chest with both hands: "What do you want to do?"

Zhang Hehuan had already passed by her: "Sister Luo, when did you come?"

Zhang Hehuan was not at her, but at Luo Peihong behind her. An Ran was allergic to An Ran, mainly because this guy had to be careful.

Luo Peihong smiled and said, "I reported to you on the first day today. I didn't contact you in advance, just thinking about giving you an accident."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Sister Luo, you are moving so fast."

An Ran was a little confused. It turned out that these two people knew each other. She shouldn’t be Zhang Hehuan’s girlfriend? Her thinking was a little confused. Where did she want to go.

Zhang Hehuan said: "Teacher An, I'm here to have a friend, please leave for a while."

An Ran nodded and reminded him not to forget the afternoon live broadcast.

Zhang Hehuan took Luo Peihong to the top-floor employee lounge, where there were free hand-grinded coffee and desserts. Because it was working hours, there was basically no one in the lounge.

Luo Peihong told Zhang Hehuan that her original plan was to come at the end of the year, but because of some special circumstances, it was advanced.

Zhang Hehuan didn't ask in detail. He personally welcomed Luo Peihong's arrival. He heard that Luo Peihong was appointed as the director of "Midnight Theater" as soon as he arrived, and immediately understood what Luo Peihong meant.

"Midnight Theater" is a useless column. The past column manager was transferred to Zhejiang Radio and Television for personal reasons, creating conditions for Luo Peihong's early login.

Although Luo Peihong has not been here for a long time, he has already figured out the situation of the column group. Currently, there are seven members of the column group. Except for one director, Sun Xingyu, everyone else is a college student who has graduated in the past three years. Four of these six people have master's degrees and two undergraduates, and most of them are from China Communications Technology.

There are three people in charge of the theater anchors, all of whom have master's degree in broadcasting, but basically all of them are broadcasted are not original works, but adapted versions of some popular movies and TV series. To put it simply, it is to add the narration and process it, of course, the premise is to adapt it after purchasing the copyright.

After Luo Peihong took over this column, the first person he thought of was Zhang Hehuan.

When Zhang Hehuan was on Pengcheng Radio in the past, she soared into the sky because of "Bad Kids". Later, she stabilized her position in the audio novel industry in Pengcheng area with "The Legend of the Condor Heroes". Luo Peihong believes that if Zhang Hehuan's novels were introduced in "Midnight Theater", it would definitely attract a lot of listeners.

Zhang Hehuan first thanked Luo Peihong for her trust in him. It is definitely a matter of taking efforts for Luo Peihong, but he does not think that novels like "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" can have a sensational effect when broadcast during midnight. Moreover, "Midnight Theater" and "Fiction Broadcasting" are still different. The former is more like an audio stage play with many people, while the latter is more inclined to traditional storytelling.

Luo Peihong understood what Zhang Hehuan meant: "Do you want to do original work?"

Zhang Hehuan took a sip of coffee and said, "Sister, I have been doing original works all the time."

"Tell me what you think."

Zhang Hehuan said: "I probably have a contour, but this matter still needs some cooperation."

Luo Peihong said: "I will try my best to cooperate with you, but you also know that I am a newcomer now and have limited resources. I am afraid that I can command only a few people in this column." This is still relatively optimistic. Luo Peihong felt that the start was not going smoothly, but she was confident in Zhang Hehuan.

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Of course I am not yours. I am not sure now. Sister Luo, I will come to pick you up in the evening. I will think carefully about it and let's talk about this matter."

Luo Peihong said: "I have to eat, but I have to come tonight. I have already booked the Nanjiang Hotel. I have three old classmates here, all of whom are media. You are watching the invitation. Is that beauty your leader just now? Please come with her."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "I'll ask."

Back to the "Weather Forecast" column group, I saw that An Ran was the only one in the office, studying the small blisters on her mouth in front of the mirror.

Zhang Hehuan quietly walked over and took out his cell phone. An Ran felt something strange. When she turned around, she screamed in fear and hurriedly covered her mouth. Unfortunately, it was too late. Zhang Hehuan took several photos in a row.

Anran was so angry that he pointed at him and threatened: "Zhang Hehuan, believe it or not, I can kill you? Give me your phone!"

"You won't kill me if you take a photo. This is not good, and the water won't be too big."

An Ran pointed to the corner of her mouth: "It's all because you have to eat spicy hot pot, which will torture me to death."

Zhang Hehuan said, "Okay, I will give you a good meal tonight."

Anran waved her hand and said, "I thank you, I can't afford to eat your food." Her stomach felt uncomfortable again, so she opened the drawer to get the paper, but she remembered something and quietly took the wet wipes that Zhang Hehuan had just given her, and there was still half a bag left and not used up.

He glanced at Zhang Hehuan and threatened, "I'll go out to do something and delete it. You can delete it quickly, otherwise I will kill you when I come back."

"Is it comfortable to use wet wipes?"

An Ran, who had already walked over, turned her back to Zhang Hehuan and closed her eyes embarrassedly. Why is this bastard so sharp?

Zhang Hehuan looked at the photos she had just taken. She said that the bubbles on An Ran’s mouth were not serious, but for her who had always paid attention to her image, such flaws were already unbearable.

Zhang Hehuan shook his head. I guess An Ran couldn't eat in this state. He pushed a message to him on his mobile APP. The latest release is to cure blisters on his lips, sore throat, and severe pain.

Zhang Hehuan felt very magical. He came to what he thought and did not know whether this spirit-clearing was used externally or internally. When he opened the Centurion APP Points Mall, he saw that the new product was on the shelves.

Yixiong is priced at 5,000 reputation points, which is not expensive. Although Zhang Hehuan has temporarily left Pengcheng Radio, his program has not been interrupted, so now there is a reputation increase of between 80,000 and 100,000 yuan every day.

After applauding at the elevator, he now developed the habit of reading the instructions first. The method of making the spirit-dissolving spirit requires first preparing a sticky medium, integrating his body fluids, mixing them evenly, and opening the APP for scanning.

Zhang Hehuan thought wrongly first, but immediately considered that the most convenient way to obtain the material was his own saliva. When he saw the hand cream on the table, he immediately came up with an idea. He squeezed out a little hand cream on the white paper, then spitted on it, opened the mall APP to aim at the mixture and scanned it, and the APP prompted that it was completed immediately.

Zhang Hehuan thought so quickly? It wasn't that I was fooling me into playing. He turned on the front camera and there were still a few scratches on his face that were not healed. He wiped them with his freshly made Eliminated Spirit. After rubbing, the scratches on his face disappeared.

It's so amazing!

An Ran walked in from outside and saw this guy wiping his face. He said curiously: "What are you wiping?"

"One to disappear."

"What's the elimination?" An Ran came up, and the woman's curiosity was particularly strong.

Zhang Hehuan said: "The secret recipe passed down from my family is that this clearing spirit is specifically designed to eliminate scars, acne, blisters, and other difficult diseases. As long as it is such a problem, it will be eliminated with one touch. Last night, I also had a big blister on my mouth. Look, I'm getting better now."

"Tsk, just fool me."

Zhang Hehuan looked at An Ran's black mask: "How about you try it. If it works, you can go with me to have dinner at night."

"Don't fool me, I'm almost gone by your life. You want to lie to me. Do you think I'm stupid? I'll delete the photo with my phone."

Zhang Hehuan deleted the photo in front of her and advised: "I think you should try it. My ancestral secret recipe is very useful. When I was a child, acne on my face would disappear with just one stroke, and it would take effect at most fifteen minutes."

An Ran said: "Go to play Bian'er, go and help me get the express delivery."

Zhang Hehuan stood up and left.

After Anran waited for him to leave, he looked at the beach on his table, and leaned closer to smell it. It felt very fragrant. He looked around and saw that there was no one around. He would not die if he tried it. The blisters on his mouth were so ugly.

She went to get the cotton swab, dipped it quickly and applied it to her lips. It was really cool. The pain was much relieved when applied, so just apply more.

After Anran finished applying it, he quickly put on the mask and sat back to his workstation.

Looking up, An Ran realized that all his behaviors had been recorded by the surveillance, but their office surveillance was not connected to the group. He came to Xue Guangming's workstation and entered the computer, intending to delete this surveillance.

Click to playback, I accidentally saw Zhang Hehuan's process of making a spirit-dissolving spirit. He actually used skin care cream? This guy fooled me... Oh my god, he spitted inside, this pervert, oh, I'm going to spit, I just wiped his saliva on my mouth.

An Ran suddenly stood up and rushed out. Zhang Hehuan just entered the door with the express delivery in her arms, but she pushed it away: "Get out!"

Zhang He was happy: "So savage?"

Zhang Hehuan put down the express delivery, remembered the scene where An Ran had just rushed out, followed her movement trajectory and found Xue Guangming's computer, and the surveillance camera had been deleted.

Zhang Hehuan thought to himself that you only have surveillance monitors? He pulled out the video pen on his desk, and An Ran's actions that had just been secretly wiped and cleared.

Anran ran to the bathroom, took off her mask and washed her face quickly. After washing it several times, she looked at the mirror and gritted her teeth and said, "Zhang Hehuan, I can't spare you!"

After saying that, she realized that she was a little different in the mirror. The blisters at the corners of her lips disappeared, completely disappeared, and there was no trace at all.

An Ran thought she had read it wrong, so she looked closer and saw it, it really disappeared. It was so amazing. If it weren't for seeing it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe that it was all true.

An Ran returned to the office with a complicated mood. Zhang Hehuan made a cup of chrysanthemum tea for her: "Teacher An, I made a cup of chrysanthemum tea for you. To remove the fire, it will be good for the chrysanthemum... for the body."

An Ran's face was flushed. This guy was a hooligan. It was definitely not like he was bald. I didn't dare to drink tea when he made it.

After sitting down, I took out my phone and looked at my mouth with the front camera. It was indeed fine.

Zhang Hehuan kicked his feet on the ground, and the man followed the swivel chair and came to An Ran's back: "Teacher An, don't worry, you have no problem drinking tea."

An Ran coughed dryly and said, "What is the preparation of your ancestor Yihuangling?"

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. By the way, don't forget what you just promised me."

"What did I promise you?"

"You have all the blisters on your mouth disappear. Let's go with me to have dinner at night."

An Ran said: "Why should I accompany you? I am so busy... Haha, how can I have time to accompany you to have a meal with a student."

Zhang Hehuan grabbed her teacup, poured all the chrysanthemum tea inside into a wastewater bucket, and then placed the empty cup in front of her.

An Ran said: "What is your attitude? You treat your mentor like this?"

Zhang Hehuan said: "Teacher, what are you tutoring? Don't keep your word. I've been studying for so many days. You either asked me to change the water or ask me to get the express delivery, and then asked me to take the class for you. Sister, don't think that you are beautiful and all men should surround you. I won't serve you anymore. I'm the most annoying to those who go back on their word."

An Ran said angrily: "I'm against you, what's wrong with me? Why should I keep my word to you? You secretly spit in a wisp of spirit, do you think I really didn't see it? You are so perverted."

Zhang Hehuan said: "Why do I spit my own things? Did I ask you to wipe them on your mouth?"

"You..." An Ran pointed at Zhang Hehuan's nose.
To be continued...