Chapter 8: Live show

Time passed quickly and it was eleven o'clock in the evening. It's almost time for live broadcast.
Lao Liu and the staff in the group were preparing early.
Lao Liu sat in the broadcasting room and faced the manuscript.
At eleven twenty-five, preparations are being made for the show.
All staff members are in place. Ye Guang followed the field affairs with headphones and looked at Lao Liu through the glass wall, waiting for the show to begin.
Suddenly, the old Liu, who was holding the manuscript for final collation, dragged the manuscript in his hand, covered his stomach, and became painful.
"Mr. Liu. What's wrong with Mr. Liu?" The sound insulation effect of the studio is particularly good, and the housekeeper asked through the microphone.
Lao Liu endured the pain, made a gesture, and the staff in the group rushed into the studio.
Ma Tao, the assistant of Tong Lao Liu, helped Lao Liu and asked with concern: "Mr. Liu, how are you?"
Lao Liu's sore lips were white and speechless. Luminous also hurried forward to help the old Liu.
"Quick, call an ambulance." Ma Tao shouted.
"No!" Ye Guang said, "It took a lot of time to call an ambulance back and forth, and I took Liu to the hospital directly."
"Okay!" Ma Tao nodded.
那 "So, what about today's program ..." a female staff member said timidly.
Yes, the show is about to start. The host suddenly has a problem at this juncture. What should I do?
"Call Xu Rui and ask him to top." Ma Tao said.
"It started in 3 minutes. Xu Rui can't fly even if he has wings." A staff member said.
"Let him come on." Lao Li gritted his teeth, resisted the pain, and pointed at Luminous, "Let ... xiaoye ... come on."
Everyone looked at Yeguang with surprise.
Let the night light shine? He's only been here for a few days. Can he get on?
Ye Yeguang was also a little surprised, saying, "Mr. Liu, I'm ... not so good ..."
Lao Liu opened her mouth and wanted to say something, she had unbearable abdominal pain, her lips were pinched and she didn't say anything, she gritted her teeth and finally came out with two words: "You ... Go!"
"Okay!" Ma Tao shouted, "Small night, Mr. Liu asked you to go up and go, just read the manuscript, no problem!"
"Okay, I'll go." Until now, there is no other way, night light had to go.
"Lao Wang, I'll send Teacher Liu to the hospital, you will take care of it!" Ma Tao said to the field service Pharaoh. After that, he and another staff member helped Teacher Liu away.
"Small night, you master, rest assured, as long as you read the manuscript, I will control the audio and equipment for you." Pangwang said. "Everyone will take their place. The broadcast will begin immediately."
The staff members rushed back to their work positions, each of them was waiting for them.
The live broadcast time is approaching one minute and one second, and a heavy atmosphere is suppressed inside and outside the live broadcast room.
Ye Yeguang sat down as the host. Bring headphones. He coughed and cleared his throat. Then found ...
Slotted. What about the manuscript? !!
Where's the manuscript? The old manuscript has been dragging. Everyone has been paying attention to the question of who Lao Liu was on, and forgot the manuscript dragged by Lao Liu.
如何 How can this be good?
"Ding, mission release: Good contingency is an indispensable ability of the host. Ask the host to resolve the current live broadcast crisis. In order to give the host a better live broadcast experience, the system has increased the difficulty of this live broadcast. Task punishment: three days of serious illness. "
Look down!
What does the system jump out at this time, the gloom in Ye Guang's heart, and how to increase the difficulty of live broadcast? Why do n’t you have a little more explanation?
I'm running out of time to think about the others, and the show is already counting down. Get on your head!
"Countdown, five, four, three, two, start"
The live broadcast begins.
Yueguang's very magnetic sound sounds:
"The world is really small and small, it seems that once you turn around, you do n’t know who you will meet; the world is really large and big, as if you turn around, you do n’t know who will disappear
Stars are shining tonight, at this moment, who are you missing, or who are you meeting, what kind of story begins or ends.
Let me tell you a good story.
Hi everyone, this is JX Radio's late-night story party. I'm the host of today's night light. "
There are not many listeners in the late night stalls, but some people still listen to it, and some people like Lao Liu ’s late night story party program, listening to it on time every night.
"Why, how do you change people? Bayi?"
"Listening to the sound is like a little young man, can you tell a good story?"
"Wow, it sounds great."
"Roll the calf, somehow change the host. Huh! I won't listen."
Outside listeners have talked, of course, these discussions did not know.
Luminous settled. Lowered his voice.
"Today, Xiao Ye told this story to everyone-" Ghost Blowing Lights! "
"Wang brother, that's not right, the manuscript is not like this." Luo Zhiyuan, a flat-headed male editor next to Pangwang, and Pangwang, said. Today's manuscript is in charge of printing and typesetting, so he has some impressions on the content of the manuscript.
"No!" Editor Luo exclaimed, "There is no manuscript on Xiaoye's desk!"
Because it is blocked by the equipment, the site where the Pharaoh is standing cannot see the work surface of the studio. Editor Luo tilted his body and glanced into the studio, only to find that the luminous table was empty.
"Where's the manuscript?" Pharaoh was worried, "Where's the manuscript?"
Editor Miluo thought for a while and said, "Ms. Liu! Mrs. Liu has been holding the manuscript in his hand."
Pharaoh King of Excitement said excitedly, "Come on, come back!"
Edited by Miluo: "It's too late, people will go far away already!"
The pawnbroker asked again: "What about the manuscript? Go find the manuscript and print a new one!"
Miluo editor nodded: "It's okay, but it takes seven or eight minutes to make another copy and back and forth. What should I do during this time?"
Pharaoh frowned, the live broadcast has started, and he ca n’t pull the music to the audience just after the live broadcast. If this is the case, then this is a serious program accident. , Listen to fate. "Pharaoh sighed.
At this time, Luminous has started talking about ghost blowing with a slightly low voice:
"Introduction-Grave Robbery is not a tour, not a poem, or an embroidery. It can't be so elegant, walk in a quiet way, silent, like the master of heaven and earth. Grave stealing is a technology, a technology of destruction ... ...
All these deeds must start with a remnant book "Sixteen-character Yin Yang Feng Shui" left by my grandfather. The second half of this remnant book was somehow ripped off, leaving only this On the Feng Shui Secret, the book says that most of them are unique mysteries such as interpreting the feng shui pattern of the tomb ... "
Yueguang's voice is slightly muffled, not ill and slow, the words are clear, and chanting.
When I found out that there was no manuscript, time was running out, and then Luminous thought of the ghost-blowing lamps and grave-robbing notes of the world fire in the dream.
Both novels are psychic novels about grave robbers, some of them are horrifying and very suitable for late night stalls.
Also, in the dream world, these two novels are also out of the sound novel version, the market response is very good, there should be no problem with this live broadcast.
Ghost blowing lanterns and grave robber notes have their own advantages, both of which Luminous love. Ghost blowing lanterns are relatively refined, with a more rigorous text and a deeper sense of the times. Better readability and substitution. And, relatively speaking, the ghost blowing lamp is more suitable for speaking, so in the end, Luminous chose the ghost blowing lamp!
Everything in the world of Lu Guangguang's dreams is remembered clearly, and with the skill of never forgetting, the ghost blows the lamp as if it is imprinted in his mind.
I also have the ability to speak the word, so even if there is no manuscript noctilucent, you can recite the entire ghost from the manuscript.
The goblin blowing lantern story continues.
"Chapter one, white paper people and mouse friends. My grandfather is Hu Guohua, and Hu family ancestor is a famous landlord in Shili and Baxiang. In the most glorious period, he bought more than forty houses in the city connected by three alleys. .... "
Changchangwuchangwang breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems to be pretty good."
Not long afterwards, editor Luo came with the newly-written manuscript, and touched some of the fascinated field masters who were listening to the story.
Miluo editor: "Wang brother, manuscript is ready."
Lao Wang thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute first, Xiao Ye's story is not bad."
第一 The first quarter of the live broadcast is finally over, followed by an advertisement and music. Luminous made an OK gesture to the Pharaoh outside the glass wall, and then took off the headset.
"Come. Little night, drink drool." The Pharaoh entered the studio with a bottle of mineral water.
"Thank you, Brother Wang." Ye Guang took the water, unscrewed, and grunted and filled half a bottle.
"Small night, I really have you! Genius, Teacher Liu really did not read you wrong. Thank you." The field master poke Lu Guang's shoulder with a smile.
Ye Yeguang has no manuscript, UU Reading www. The staff in the ukanshu.com unpublished live broadcast team also knew that the first quarter ended up all around.
"30 minutes, take off the whole process. Oh my gosh."
"Yeah, yeah. You are too good, Xiao Ye."
"The story is also very good. I'm all hooked."
"Small night, how did you do that, it was amazing!"
All the staff members swarmed over and said eloquently.
Ye Yeguang smiled and offered his hand: "The prize is over, the prize is over."
"Brother, Xiao Ye." Editor Luo gestured to the manuscript, "This manuscript?"
Pharaoh took the manuscript, and smiled and said to Yeguang: "Siaoye, do you want this manuscript?"
Ye Yeguang looked at the manuscript, hesitated, and said, "Wang Brother, I want to follow the story just now."
Pluto Wang: "Can you do it?"
Yueguang nodded confidently: "OK!"
"Come! Then you go on." Pharaoh agreed without any hesitation.
In just 30 minutes, he had witnessed Ye Guang ’s amazing ability to take off a manuscript. He now trusts in Lu Guang ’s ability, and he also wants to hear the follow-up plot.
"Yeah, yeah. The ghost-blow lantern just spoke so well. It's a pity not to continue. I want to continue listening. Xiaoye, I can talk a little more later." Said.
"Yeah, the ghost-blow lantern that Xiao Ye talks about is really great."
"I listened a little, I didn't dare to listen to it later, I was a little scared ..."
对 "Yes, Xiao Ye, where did you find this story?"
Yeguang touched his nose and smiled: "I thought about it myself."
"..."
Everyone was silent.