Due to the nature of the program, most of the audiences it covers are students and white-collar workers.
Because in the southern peninsula, "idol" is really a very common and very special thing.
And idol plus radio station - no matter where you are, broadcasting while driving, or mobile phone signal, wearing headphones while taking a break in the office, the sound will naturally appear while moving:
"Idol Radio, the most difficult guest ever to invite..."
“This ‘Mysterious Family Concert’ who has a good relationship with Twice’s Nayeon, Tzuyu, and Somi has come out. Please put your self-respect on the line and take a guess~”
Someone related to Tuwasi and Jeon Somi?
The citizens who are listening are very curious regardless of their status.
BGM broadcasting in daily life.
The moment an ethereal voice appeared and the singing was heard, the world seemed to pause in tacit agreement, and the national audience put down their homework books, A4 papers, and rice shovels...
From half-belief to disbelief, to finally shouting excitedly:
"Moya? Such a familiar voice!
"
"Wait a moment!
No way? No way?!"
"Wow! Dafa! This is a live broadcast?! Isn't it playing a CD?"
"It's a song I've never heard before~Assi! It's Jiang Xiaoliang!"
"The point! The point is, her voice sounds like my Liang, Xi!"
The girl hums repeatedly.
Listenable, emotional, and beautiful.
When I recognized the singer one after another, I was so excited that I rushed to tell everyone. The real-time listening rate of the radio station was about 10% all year round. When "swd"-Xiao Liang's keyword appeared, it directly broke through.
Crazy surge to more than 80%!
This impromptu ditty is really suitable to be played on loop all day in a small cafe on the peninsula street in spring.
Sitting side by side with the person I like on the small table by the window, I unknowingly talked about each other's future. It was a beautiful and dreamy feeling.
Or it could be the impromptu live singing of the ethereal voice flowing in the car while driving on the road.
It seems that as long as there is radio, there are concerts everywhere.
Just like having a ball head, there is happiness wherever you have it.
In my ears, following——
"shall we dance
shall we dance
The lazy singing of "duulu dudu lulu..." and the atmosphere full of girlish sensibility quietly fill the air, making people want to "leave" again. A trip that can be done on the fly can be a trip to Lijiang or Busan National Highway.
You can also carry your guitar and take a trip on the Gyeongchun National Highway in Daegu.
Lying under the bright golden sunshine with your eyes closed and listening, or simply enjoying, the cold or warm atmosphere, this healing thing comes without any reason or warning.
The buzzing signal of the idol radio station continues:
"Hey, at this time, a text message came from nim number 1313: I am a fan of this mysterious relative, and I want to tell her that I cheated on someone recently. I am very sorry and want to apologize..."
"But I'm not a person who says sorry easily. I want to ask her how it feels to not be able to read it back... I share my daily life and past because I want to get closer to you..."
"I like Jiang Shisan, but I don't like Iz*One. I know Xiaoliang doesn't like hearing such words, so sister, I dare not say it in front of you, guilty! I'm just jealous of those insignificant people around you. Why?
It’s so easy for them to see you whom I miss so much! Xiaoliang, I like you!”
"Chi..."
Listening to MC Sister Jin read the letter while holding back her smile.
It's okay to like someone, but fans only like a certain person in a group to such an extent that they will be called "Poison Wei".
She and all the citizens patiently waited for the protagonist's answer.
"..."
The guy on the other end of the radio was silent for a long time, tilting his head cutely, and then used a 1970s-style sensibility to cover up his helplessness:
"If you like someone, it's best to say it face to face. You'll always be one step slower in telling me. Are you taking steps in the spring breeze without any direction? Take steps now. Don't hesitate. If you have anything to say, come to me and tell me in person.
Really! Don’t talk about my teammates!”
To put it simply, Jiang Xiaoliang didn't know what to say, so he would just say it first, and then talk later if he felt embarrassed.
Just like Ryoko told An An and Madoka who occasionally want to skip class: Let's study this "B school" first, and as for staying alive, we'll figure out a way later...
"From nim No. 1303: It's Wuli Liang! During lunch break, I walked around and heard your voice again. The sun was very good, white and golden, like the wings of an angel. It's just you, Ernie.
Only then do I dare to let mourning drown me."
"Today, I was ridiculed by my colleagues again, saying that I was promoted because I was beautiful and that I was the ideal type that the section chief would like to take care of. They thought I didn't understand..."
"Because almost everyone knows that I am usually careless, careless and very unruly, but no one knows that these are all to cover up my sensitivity, love to think wildly and like to immerse myself in deep negative energy..."
The listener hesitated and carefully expressed his feelings.
MC Sister Jin's voice couldn't help but become heavy when she read the letter.
Between the lines, they seem to be saying repressedly: It's okay, I'll be fine in a while, I really don't have a problem...
"After deleting and typing, typing and deleting, I waited for an hour, and finally decided to leave a message and send it to Idol Radio, because I was afraid of being recognized and looked ridiculous. I wanted MC Jin sister to see it, but I didn't want Little Liangmei to see it.
Hear, Miane, I am so cowardly and ridiculous..."
"I, the sister who occasionally wants to die or go to heaven, don't seem worthy of being your 'jelly', Miane..."
This 1303’s message was very long and heavy.
I said "I'm sorry" so many times that at this moment, everyone in the audience seemed to be able to hear it.
This "jelly" was wavering in panic, with a little bit of expectation hidden in his sentimental words.
For example, when you are on the verge of despair, who will stretch out a hand?
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! To the left and right, Nayeon and Tzuyu sit, and opposite to Jeon Somi. No matter where they sit, their eyes are always on one person.
Can't move away.
The girl in a shirt in the sun, wearing a pink vest and retro round-framed glasses, could not cover up the deep, faint, warm blue.
Fifteen-year-old Liangzi held her chin lazily, looking unruly and in the prime of her youth.
His blue eyes are clean and his smile is bright.
"She" is still the transparent and kind-hearted young man.
"Well, this nim No. 1303, although I have never been to heaven, it should be quite boring. After all, it is a place where 'bird people' gather, right? Well, there is fluff shed from wings everywhere, so smoking is prohibited.
, but sometimes the angels would secretly smoke, hiding the cigarette in the palm of their hands, and the exposed firelight-that is, the lit stars. When Archangel Gabriel was patrolling, they would quietly flick the cigarette butts away,
This is the meteor we saw, woo~"
Little Liangmei's voice can only be described as "qingling", it is spotless and pure, and a little playful.
It is the freshness of the spring breeze, the clear water flowing through the heart, the laziness and calmness of a cat, and the warmth of the sun shining on the cheeks.
"Ha ha."
Lin Nalian was drinking milk tea, biting the straw and smiling.
She was thinking, is this guy really only fifteen years old?
Sister Ziyu put her share of snacks in front of Xiaoliang, she wanted to give this guy everything.
At first, fans’ messages were serious.
But gradually...
"This nim No. 2121 said: It's so healing. My sister was so hot that she even unbuttoned her buttons, especially Xiaoliang's 'ah', 'um' and 'woo~'"
"Ang? Huh~"
Very strange! This message is very strange!
I hope it’s just my own imagination!
Jiang Liangzi took a bite of fried chicken and narrowed his eyes, his expression was very serious and sincere.
"Nomu kiyo, wuli Xiaoliang~"
MC Sister Jin’s heart almost melted when she saw it.
Compared to the record-breaking listening rate, she felt like her heart rate was about to explode.
"Somi, do you have any close friends now?"
"Well, guilty."
Quan Zhaomi blushed and glanced at Xiao Liang, who was eating fried chicken with a puzzled look on his face, smiling shyly.
it is more than words.
Every corner of the Southern Peninsula.
Countless people pursed their lips quietly, and their smiles were infected.
The light and playful temperament, the lazy and fresh voice, seems to be plucking the tight heartstrings, whispering sweetly in the ear like a lover...
If Jiang Xiaoliang were the midnight radio DJ, that would be great!
Never do your homework, listen to it while you work, and you will really be immersed in it, otherwise you will be like many people, doing nothing for an hour and a half, and being disliked by your own mother and boss.
"..."
It all depends on what I do, bro, what else should I say?!