"I'm a little nervous." Zhao Wusheng said with a smile: "I often listen to your show, you are my idol."
"Ah, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously." After learning the other party's identity, Xiang Piaopiao had been very nervous. Now when she suddenly heard this sentence, her face turned red.
"This is the first time I've called and chatted with you. Isn't it too much nonsense?"
"No." Xiang Piaopiao bit her lip, feeling that Zhao Wusheng's voice was full of magnetism. With a voice like his, if he were to become a radio host, he would surely quickly captivate a large number of people and become a popular host.
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Xiangpiaopiao took a few deep breaths and then said: "I didn't expect that there would be someone like Hall Master Zhao among my audience, which made me a little surprised and excited."[
"Actually, there are many people like me." Zhao Wusheng said, "Actually, I want to use this platform to say something."
"Say." Xiang Piaopiao was almost intoxicated by Zhao Wusheng's gentle voice. She was already imagining without realizing it, what did Zhao Wusheng, who was famous all over the world, look like?
"Actually, I know that there must be many people listening to this program now, and many of them want to kill me." Zhao Wusheng suddenly sneered: "Do you want to know where I am?"
Xiangpiaopiao had never had such a chat with an audience before. She was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to say.
"Then, let me tell you." Zhao Wusheng answered his own question: "I am standing in front of Lao Tu's grave now, and Shunzi is tied up and thrown aside by me. I am holding a knife in my hand, ready to kill him.
Cut off the flesh piece by piece."
Shunzi was lying on the side, facing the sky, listening attentively. When he heard the last sentence, he couldn't help but frowned and said softly: "You really know how to play..."
"Hall Master Zhao." Xiangpiaopiao stammered, "It's wrong for you to do this...it will violate the law..."
The program director discovered that in just a few minutes, the audience had doubled again. He was so excited that his face turned red and he kept making cheering gestures to Xiang Piaopiao.
Zhao Wusheng ignored the fragrance and continued: "This is also the first time I have returned to my hometown in many years."