"Ding ring ring..." It is quite rare for the phone to ring from the midnight radio station. Usually, Zeng Xiaoxian beeps and dials alone.

Zeng Xiaoxian feels comfortable this time! He didn't do this for Lu Ziqiao's one thousand yuan, he just wanted to express his grievances - being a midnight radio host who no one listens to is really hurtful!

After the call came in, Zeng Xiaoxian said with excitement: "Hello, listener! This is your moon, my heart... I am a good man, I am... Zeng Xiaoxian..."

"...Huh...Huh..." There was no voice coming from the other end of the phone.

Listening to the heavy breathing on the other end of the phone, Zeng Xiaoxian had a cold illusion for no reason, as if an eye in the dark was staring at him.

"Host...Hello, but I'm not feeling well..." Someone's voice finally came from the other end of the phone, but the voice sounded like it was being squeezed out of a broken axle that was short of oil.

After people listen to it, they will feel as cold as if they heard the sound of fingernails scraping glass.

But out of professionalism, Zeng Xiaoxian did not hang up the phone: "Excuse me, do you have any relationship problems? Xiaoxian can help you answer them!"

"Huh...it's too late...it's too late..." A sigh came from the other end of the phone, as if coming from Jiuyou Hell: "Host, can I tell you a story?"

"Of course! Our program is to solve problems for listeners." Zeng Xiaoxian finally remembered that he was an emotional program host rather than a music anchor.

"I am a night shift taxi driver. I am a worker during the day and use my rest time at night to drive a taxi. Because I have a job and a family... Every day during the night shift, I listen to the radio to drive away sleep. I usually do

Turn on the radio and listen to "Your Moon, My Heart". Although your ability and level are relatively average, there are still many people listening..." said the other end of the phone.

Zeng Xiaoxian was immediately delighted when he heard it - it turned out that his crappy show actually had an audience!

"Thank you for your encouragement, so may I ask...what emotional confusion do you have?" Zeng Xiaoxian asked.

"I heard it's over!" The other end of the phone interrupted Zeng Xiaoxian rudely: "But tonight... tonight... when I was burning the midnight oil, I habitually tuned to "Your Moon, My Heart". No.

Thinking... you would suddenly sing and be so scary... I had a heart attack..."

Zeng Xiaoxian shuddered: "Brother! Are you okay? I'm sorry... I'm... really sorry..."

"I can talk about my problems now...I am dead...I will never see my family, my lover, my friends again...so I want to call you for consultation.

..How can I let my family see a ghost?" The voice on the other end of the phone became colder and more terrifying.

Zeng Xiaoxian was very timid to begin with, and he was already frightened to the point of trembling. Not to mention Zeng Xiaoxian, Lu Ziqiao, Guan Gu Mingqi and Tang Youyou were also cowered in a ball with fear.

Lu Ziqiao's face turned pale: "Damn! Teacher Zeng can't really scare people to death, right?"

"It's hard to say!" Guan Gu magically replied: "The voice Teacher Zeng made just now is really scary. If the radio volume is too loud, it will really lead to serious consequences."

"Then will I become an accessory?" Lu Ziqiao also became nervous: "No...I'm going to ask Zhang Wei..."

Looking at Lu Ziqiao running away, Tang Youyou's eyes were full of worry. But she couldn't leave just like that. She had to help Lu Ziqiao see how far things would get worse.

"This listener... I'm really sorry... I... I didn't mean to..." Zeng Xiaoxian said weakly.

"Give me back my life..."

"Give me back my life..."

A resentful voice came from the other end of the phone, and a ghost seemed to appear in front of Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes.

"ah..."

"Don't come to me!"

"I was wrong! I will never do this again!"

"Ahhhhh!"

Zeng Xiaoxian was finally frightened. He shouted loudly and jumped around. Among the three cheap guests, Zi Qiao was a silver thief, Zhang Wei was a poor man... Zeng Xiaoxian was a softie. If he were as manly as Zhang Wei, Hu Yifei She has become the Zeng Hu family a long time ago. How can she still bother to get married at the beginning of the fifth season?

At this time, Yang Hongru on the other end of the phone looked at Hu Yifei with a smile: "Done! Teacher Zeng will definitely be so scared that he peed his pants! My immersive dubbing will definitely be something he will never forget!"

Hu Yifei raised her eyebrows: "Humph! This bitch who can't tell good from bad actually yelled at me! My aunt has no sympathy today! How dare he be so presumptuous as a midnight radio host? Don't treat him. I am not Hu Yifei!"

All right!

This is very Hu Yifei!

Yang Hongru continued to talk to the phone at this time: "Hello host... Did you like the midnight story just now? My girlfriend said that she especially likes to listen to ghost stories, and she especially wants to listen to ghost stories on the midnight radio station... But The program "Your Moon, My Heart" is stinky and long, so I can only call the hotline and talk about it myself."

Zeng Xiaoxian hugged his phone editor and almost cried: "You said... you are telling a story?"

"That's right! Although the bad songs you sang are really ugly, the drivers who drive late at night really don't listen to your radio station because they tend to get sleepy and cause traffic accidents..." Yang Hongru ruthlessly hit the target - this It's Hu Yifei's commission. I want to stab him in the heart without mercy!

Zeng Xiaoxian:......

Although he was happy that there were no dead people, he felt depressed again because he was despised and no one listened to the radio.

Hu Yifei pulled Yang Hongru's hand at this time: "Have you passed? Although he is useless, saying this really hurts people's self-esteem!"

"Zeng Xiaoxian? It's okay! He is very resilient. After being cuckolded for eight years, isn't he still very strong? If you don't teach him a lesson, he will be really lazy. Don't forget, he has work discipline. If this This matter was discovered by his leader. If he stops rectifying and reflecting on it, he will definitely not be able to run away... I don’t know how this mentally retarded man graduated with a master’s degree. He just ended up playing and making trouble... He actually dared to make fun of his career future." Yang Hongru said to Hu Yifei after hanging up the phone.

The pale-faced Zeng Xiaoxian sat down on the ground: "Dear listeners...that's it for today's "Your Moon, My Heart", please enjoy the beautiful music..."

At this time, Lu Ziqiao returned to the living room with a wild laugh: "Hahahaha! It's all fake! It's all a lie! Next time I will ask Teacher Zeng to tell ghost stories on the show! And then invite the girls to listen together... The girls dare not go home , I will definitely accompany you...perfect!"

Guan Guqingqi was amazed by Lu Ziqiao's idea - What a talent! Can you even think of picking up girls?

Zeng Xiaoxian sat in front of the broadcasting station and thought a lot. For the first time, he felt regretful - when the listener who told the ghost story told about his death in the first person, the shudder and regret made him breathless.

Although he is a street anchor, his every move is facing the public. No matter whether anyone is listening or not, he is still a radio anchor. He is responsible to the audience and the microphone in his hand...
Chapter completed!