Chapter 1197: 1207th sugaring

Chapter 1197: Sugar Spread
"This is Goose's exclusive radio station, listener, do you have any thoughts or stories that you want to share with us?"
The hostess said as she lowered the background sound. After what had just happened, the audience went to the internal control room to leave a message.
No one cared about the new story, which really gave her a test.
That's true.
Not only the listeners, but even the directors are trying to find a way to get in touch with the Miss Yu Zhi who just called.
However, how could it be so easy.
Mo Bei made the call over the Internet and would not give anyone room to call back.
The guides were a little sad.
Why are there people they can't reach.
Today's traffic is estimated to be like this.
Just after the director gave the hostess a gesture to signal her a quick answer.
A magnetic male low voice started.
"I heard someone just called and asked how you can coax people?"
The hostess is sweating, everyone knows: "Yes, this listener wants to ask the same question?"
"I want to hear how you answered." Feng Nai's voice slowly.
"This ..." The hostess thought for a while, and couldn't say that before they just wanted to break up.
Feng Nai listened to the hesitation over there, one-handedly grabbed his pants pocket, glanced at the onlookers who still wanted to sting, and avoided the mobile phone: "There are so many ways to coax people, did you provide one?"
"No, this listener." The hostess suspected that the other party was doing something: "We are a show that answers emotional questions. You can talk about your mind. As for the previous listener's solution, it may not be suitable for you, and listen to you. The sound over there seems to be very noisy. Our programs are often under control. If you have any important points to say, you can say now. "
The audience was talking in the control room. She didn't think much about it, so she had to get into the music early.
"I'm the one she wants to coax." Feng Nai replied casually.
That's it.
The sound of music was paused.
The hostess forgot to cut the channel.
There was also a temporary barrage pause in the internal control room.
Immediately after that, the font was ah, ah, ah.
"Crouch ?! Really?"
"Appeared deity appeared?"
"It ’s really k-god. How do I feel incredible, k-god won't listen to this kind of program?"
"For his assistant brother, he doesn't do anything."
An old fan knows best about his own god.
I wanted to record the screen program of the year, it was even too much, and I also wore rabbit ears. The newcomers didn't know it.
They only know that now King, if he doesn't like to show his face when broadcasting, he will put a water bottle.
But I did not know the king last year, a live broadcast, ten sentences, nine sentences to mention his assistant little brother, and also drag the other party to the screen to sprinkle sugar.
Where Mo Bei went south and where he stuck, thinking about it made her old fan feel embarrassed at that time.
However, as true fans.
He would rather see his wanton tongue.
I don't want to see him now, often silent, without saying a word, it seems as if nothing is in his eyes.
At that time, he would say, "What I eat? What do you do to help the little brother, what do you do to make it cold and let him poison us all? What are the disadvantages of the little brother? It ’s so cute, the housekeeper looks at it Who will group k cat cp, banned. Group me and someone? He doesn't care, what do I care about. "
Think of the blatant double standard at that time.
Somehow still feel a bit sweet, how to break it?
Feng Nai didn't care about the traffic burst, and the voice was still indifferent: "Can I make some comments on your show?"
(End of this chapter)