Chapter 697 Second Bet

The next morning.

Xiaoxian came to 3602 and took fifty scratch cards in front of Ziqiao with a bang.

"I lost, Lisa didn't listen to my show, and the station didn't receive any complaint letters."

He listlessly pushed the scratchpad in front of Ziqiao: "Give it, this is the scratchpadpa between you and Zhang Wei, you can share it yourself."

Ziqiao leaned against the sofa, grabbed the scratchpad and started counting the number, and said, "Look, what am I talking about?"

"yes."

Xiaoxian said in depression: "You and Zhang Wei are lucky, and I am lucky too."

"It's not luck, I believe me, I'm not just a legend."

Ziqiao said proudly, "Why would I bet with you if I am not sure?"

Xiaoxian was still very dissatisfied when he heard this: "How could you be 100% sure?"

“It’s very simple.”

After counting the scratchpads, Zi Qiao slowly put the scratchpads back to their original position. He spread his hands towards Zeng Xiaoxian, who was unbelieving, and said, "Because no one really listened to your radio program."

"Nonsense, it's just a coincidence."

Ziqiao silently approached Zeng Xiaoxian with a dark face: "Teacher Zeng, I am not hitting you, I just hope you can recognize the reality."

Xiaoxian pushed away Ziqiao who was approaching him with disgust: "The reality is: Lisa hopes that I will add a love story. She is optimistic about me and is giving me more opportunities."

"The opportunity is given to you, but what's the use?"

Ziqiao asked, "Can you make the listening rate counterattack with this love story and finally be named an excellent radio host?"

"I!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said with little confidence: "Those who have ambition can achieve success, I can work hard."

"Teacher Zeng, if the effort is useful, why do you need reincarnation and luck?"

He patted Zeng Xiaoxian on the shoulder: "Just as Zhang Wei said: No matter how hard a RMB worth fifty is, it is not as good as a RMB worth one hundred.

"Agree, you are not suitable to be a host of emotional programs."

"Hey! Lu Ziqiao, you're enough!"

Xiaoxian was angry and embarrassed when she heard this: "What are the benefits for you to keep belittling me?"

Zi Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Is it good to be happy physically and mentally...?"

Zeng Xiaoxian changed his face instantly and got up and was about to leave.

"Teacher Zeng! Teacher Zeng!"

Ziqiao hurriedly grabbed Xiaoxian, and he smiled and said, "I'm just kidding you."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xiaoxian smiled expressionlessly: "Zi Qiao, you are so humorous. They are almost in love with you."

Ziqiao smiled and said, "Don't be obsessed with me, I'm a man you can't get it no matter how you."

"Get out!"

Xiaoxian sat down, and he looked at Ziqiao angrily and said, "So you said a lot of things in front of you. What do you want to do?"

"I?"

Zi Qiao shrugged: "I just won the joy and pretended to be proud in front of you.

"If it were you who won now, I guess you would be the one who is proud of now."

"Nonsense, am I like this?"

Zeng Xiaoxian denied it, but he knew in his heart that if he had won, he would have been singing and dancing in front of Ziqiao, singing the praises of victory in a humble manner.

Just as Yifei said: The winner's ridicule of the loser should also be the privilege that the winner can have to win, and the strong will humiliate the weak.

But now that I have become the unlucky weak person, it will be uncomfortable to be humiliated.

"Teacher Zeng, I would like to advise you again: "As a person, don't pay much attention to what you are not good at. ”

Ziqiao said lazyly: "Look at the moment, you are a TV show host at least, and you are also the deputy director of the channel.

"Whether you are developing into the TV industry as a well-known host or continuing to be promoted to a big leader in the direction of management, you are more stupid than you are now. For the sake of [your moon, my heart], you are so worried about it.

"Even a fool can see the decline of traditional radio programs. If I were you, I wouldn't care whether I hiccup or not during live broadcasts, nor whether anyone listened to this outdated midnight bell show."

"Yo hehe."

Zeng Xiaoxian sneered: "When can you, an unemployed vagrant, guide my career planning?"

"Hey!"

Qiao was not happy now.

He kindly said a few more insightful opinions to Teacher Zeng. It was not a problem for him to be angry or not to appreciate it, but he would not be too kind to mock himself.

This is to carry out mutual harm to the end, right?

"Since that's the case, Teacher Zeng, I have to let you see the cruelty of this world."

Zi Qiao said, taking out her mobile phone and showed Zeng Xiaoxian the Weibo account that she posted the courtship tutorial.

"Look! Look! Let you see what real strength is!"

Xiaoxian smiled contemptuously: "Tsk, what can a Weibo account have...

"This is impossible!"

His contemptuous look suddenly stopped, and his eyes were shocked and his pupils shook sharply.

After a while, Xiaoxian looked at Ziqiao in surprise: "Your account actually has 30,000 fans!

"Do you...you..."

"Yes."

Ziqiao nodded arrogantly, he spread his hands and said proudly, "How is it? Am I very powerful?"

Xiaoxian's face was full of strangeness: "So... have you really bought fans?"

"No..." Ziqiao, who had come to his senses, said angrily, "No, my fans are purely attracted by my high-quality courtship tutorials."

"But it's been less than half a month since you created your account. Is that so exaggerated?"

Xiaoxian still doubted it.

"What a joke."

Ziqiao straightened his suit proudly and said with a disdainful look, "The person sitting in front of you now is the most influential emotional blogger on Weibo in the future - Teacher Lu Meng Lu."

"The 30,000 fans you see now will only be a fraction of my number of fans in a few years."

"No!"

One correct song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Ziqiao raised his eyebrows in a rippled manner, "It may be a fraction of a fraction."

"Yo yo yo, amazing, really amazing!"

Zeng Xiaoxian winked and said sourly, "Then you have to put on this vest well, in case someone accidentally discovers your true identity.

"Be careful of those ex-girlfriends you let down, they will take your account to the whole network to criticize and parade you through the streets!"

"Jealous, what you said is pure jealousy."

Zi Qiao asked maliciously: "By the way, Mr. Zeng, how many fans do you have on Weibo now?"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't go too far!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes were erratic, and his hands and feet were unnatural. He said: "Although the number of my fans is indeed a little less than yours, they are all old fans who have been around for many years. They are better than your new fans in terms of fan quality and fan loyalty. It should be several floors higher!"

"Yeah, yeah."

Zi Qiao nodded in agreement, and asked with a smile: "So how many are there?"

"I, I, I..."

Zeng Xiaoxian mumbled for a long time, and then simply said: "Hey, why should I tell you?"

"I won't tell you, what can you do to me?"

"Tsk, do you think I don't know if you don't tell me?"

Zi Qiao lowered his head and switched his Weibo account to his own life account. He clicked on his follow list and laughed out loud.

"Sure, Mr. Zeng, you have quite a lot of fans, one... one hundred and eight."

"Let me see who they are: Nanfeng, Yifei, Xiaohei, Aunt Wang from the Residents' Committee, Aunt Bai from the Street Office...even the boss of the pancake seller in our community."

He smiled and joked: "Teacher Zeng, one day you can gather these one hundred and eight fans together, and we can go straight to Liangshan."

"You have so many fans, it's amazing!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's defense was immediately broken, and he said unhappily: "So you want to use the number of your fans to prove that you are better than me in dealing with emotional problems?"

"That's not the case. Didn't you say that I, an unemployed vagrant, can't guide your career planning? I just want to prove myself."

Zi Qiao shrugged: "As for who is better at dealing with emotional problems...

"30,000 vs. one hundred and eight, I don't need to say more about who will win or lose, right? "

Pah!

Xiao Xian slapped his forehead helplessly. He actually forgot that Lu Ziqiao was also a guy who loved to show off and refused to admit defeat.

He came to him to be slapped in the face. How could this bastard resist pretending in front of him?

He sighed and said, "Okay, if you want guidance, just give it to me. What advice do you want to give me?"

"Advice?"

Ziqiao thought for a while and said, "Actually, there is no advice. I just want you to stop being nervous and not invest too much time, energy and emotions in something you are not good at and the benefits are very low."

"Look, the facts have proved that whether you hiccup or not in the live broadcast, no matter how you perform, it will not affect your program."

"But I, but I am a radio host, I have professional ethics!"

Xiao Xian said aggrievedly: "Showing my perfect state to the audience in the live broadcast, isn't this what I should do as a host."

"But your professional level is not up to standard, what's the use of professional ethics alone? "

Zi Qiao said: "Do you believe that I can increase the ratings of [Your Moon My Heart] by a large margin in just three days?"

Zeng Xiaoxian asked suspiciously: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't ask me what I want to do, just tell me whether you believe it or not?"

"No."

Xiaoxian didn't believe Zi Qiao's lies: "I am such an excellent host and I can't raise the ratings. You can't even enter the door of the radio station. What can you do?"

"Are you challenging me?"

Zi Qiao slapped his thigh and said: "Very good, I accept your challenge."

"But this time we have to bet a little bigger, double the bet, do you want to bet on 100 scratch tickets?"

Xiaoxian thought about it seriously. He really didn't believe that Zi Qiao, an outsider, could raise the ratings of his program.

Besides, if Zi Qiao can really do it, then the increase in the ratings will also be good for him.

Xiaoxian nodded heavily, thinking that he would not lose anything.

"Bet!"