Chapter 705 Care (Two in One)

"Star of tomorrow?"

When Xiaoxian heard these four words, a hint of fanaticism appeared in his eyes.

However, he soon asked nervously again, "But Lisa, those who come to listen to my show tonight should be here to listen to gossip, right?

"Isn't this not good? After all, we still need to promote positive and correct views."

"Zeng Xiaoxian, are you stupid?"

Lisa's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Do you care if they listen to your show to solve emotional problems, or come and listen to gossip and watch you joke?

"This is an opportunity, do you understand the opportunity?"

Lisa Education said: "Remember Zeng Xiaoxian, no matter what the audience came for, it is your luck when they come.

“It’s your ability to keep them and become your loyal fans.

"Also, why don't we promote positive and correct views? Didn't you deal with it very well last night? Faced with the confession of a fanatical homosexual audience, I hung up the phone without any delay.

"Even the Director said that Zeng Xiaoxian is a good comrade, so you should not be affected by the confession of fanatical listeners."

Xiaoxian said in surprise: "Does Master even know about this?"

"You're lucky. Recently, there is a broken TV series "Dante's "I'm a Pool" that focuses on brotherhood. It's about to be released.

"The program team is worried about how to spend money to buy hot searches, and it also makes it seem like this hot search is not bought with money.

"As soon as your incident happened, they simply put you up first, fan the flames and ignite the fire.

"When this wave of popularity increases, they can take advantage of the situation to make their TV series top the hot search."

"Can this still happen?"

Zeng Xiaoxian was shocked. Is this routine in the entertainment industry a little too deep?

He looked up at Ziqiao, as if asking: [You arranged this too? .

Zi Qiao shrugged: [Do you think I have this ability? .

Nanfeng's attention is on another aspect: "[Dante is on the top of my pool]... This TV series is quite a bit of a name."

Lisa's voice then came from the other end of the phone: "Zeng Xiaoxian, you don't need to worry about these things inside and outside the circle.

"You just need to know that this is a good opportunity and you must seize it."

Lisa paused: "I don't have high requirements for you, at least don't be the bottom king."

Zeng Xiaoxian thought about it over and over again, and finally smiled and said, "Don't worry, Lisa, I will work hard."

"very good."

The two then chatted for a while before Xiaoxian hung up the phone.

He looked at Ziqiao helplessly, and Ziqiao raised his eyebrows at him with a proud look on his face: "How is it? I said I will make your listening rate soar, right?"

"It's a surge."

Xiaoxian said depressedly: "But my program helps others solve their emotional problems, not to let others gossip about my emotional problems!"

“Who care?”

Ziqiao spread his hands: "Teacher Zeng, you have to understand that no one in this world cares about how many emotional problems you have solved.

"What they care about is always your listening rate, popularity and how much sponsorship you can bring to the Dean."

"You see how good it is now."

He laughed and said, "Everything is thriving and thriving. Maybe this time you really have the chance to be selected as an excellent host on the radio."

"Tsk, just your fallacies and evil sayings, don't fool me."

Zeng Xiaoxian curled his lips and said, "Don't worry, my brother Xian is willing to accept the loss. I will fulfill those hundred scratch cards."

Zi Qiao waved her hands repeatedly and refused: "Don't, I've changed my mind now and I won't touch gambling anymore."

"Teacher Zeng, you'd better discount it."

"Okay, just discount it."

Zeng Xiaoxian felt a little depressed, but even he himself didn't know where this depression came from.

It is obvious that the popularity has increased, and the listening rate has also increased, just as Ziqiao said: Everything is thriving and thriving.

But why is he just unhappy?

Zeng Xiaoxian, who couldn't figure it out, shook his head, raised his glass and said, "Cheers, just celebrate my great achievements in breaking records and being confessed by a man one night."

"cheers."

Nanfeng pushed Zhang Wei, who was still sad, and then raised his glass with Ziqiao.

Nympho

In the evening, Zhang Wei, who had completed his ID card, leaned alone on the balcony of 3604, staring down at the last scratch card left in his hand.

"Yo, are you still sad?"

"In your mental state, what should I do when I go to work tomorrow?

In the afterglow of the sunset, Nanfeng controlled the flying star wheelchair to come to Zhang Wei.

He pointed to the wine and lemonade in his arms: "Zhang Wei, don't be sad."

"How about we have a good time and stop drunk?"

"hehe."

Zhang Weimu had a face, bared his big teeth and smiled at Nan Feng: "This is the first time I heard that drinking lemonade can only stop drunk with others."

He turned his head depressedly, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm not in the mood to drink now."

"Oh, Zhang Wei, just treat it as a helping."

Nanfeng stuffed the wine bottle to Zhang Wei without saying a word: "Just celebrate with me, and I finally spent the bad 80,000 yuan."

"hiss……"

When Zhang Wei heard this, he felt his teeth itchy: "Nanfeng, you are here on purpose to stimulate me, right?"

"No, I really want to celebrate with you."

"All right."

Zhang Wei turned around and clinked glasses with Nan Feng: "So what did you buy?"

"Computer? Watch? Bag for Yu Mo?"

Nan Feng shook his head: "None of them, I donated the money."

Zhang Wei was stunned: "Donated?"

"Yes."

Nan Feng looked unconcerned: "Don't you all think I'm lucky to win the lottery?

"But I'm lucky enough but unlucky. I won the lottery but suffered a lot. I think this may be because I don't need the 80,000 yuan.

"In that case, let's use this luck and bonus to where they are more needed."

Nanfeng smiled and said what he often said: "Do one good deed a day, I am really a great meritorious man."

"But you donated all 80,000 yuan. If you count the money you used to treat everyone to a meal and buy scratch cards, then you still lost money, right?"

"If I lose, I lose."

Nanfeng waved his hand, with a nonchalant look on his face: "Even if I didn't win the prize, I would be happy to treat you to a meal."

Zhang Wei couldn't stop twitching his mouth when he heard this: "You look like this, it seems that I have a low level of ideological awareness."

He took a sip of the wine in his hand, with a look of hesitation on his face.

Finally, Zhang Wei couldn't help asking, "Nanfeng, do you think I've been a little crazy these days?"

"Yes."

Nanfeng nodded matter-of-factly, "Very crazy, but understandable."

He paused and said with a smile, "If it was you who paid for the gas and won the jackpot that day, I don't think I would be able to be completely indifferent at that time."

"But you won't be as crazy as me."

"That's because I have money, OK?"

Nanfeng rolled his eyes at Zhang Wei and said seriously, "Because I have money and confidence, I don't care about the 50,000 yuan.

"If I were also the Zhang Wei who was so careful with money that he wanted to break a bag of instant noodles in half to eat, I might be even more crazy than you."

"But the problem is that there is no if. "

Zhang Wei looked at the setting sun, his tone full of depression and loss.

"I feel that I have been working hard in life, but I have worked hard for more than 20 years, and life is like a goddess that I can never lick. Not only is she unwilling to pay attention to me, but she always likes to boss me around. "

"This is not called a goddess."

Nanfeng said bluntly: "This is called a bitch."

"Oh, whether it's a goddess or a bitch, it doesn't matter."

Zhang Wei sighed: "Work hard and work hard again, work hard and work hard in vain.

"Once people have worked hard enough, they want to take shortcuts, but they find that the shortcuts in this world are only open to VIPs."

Zhang Wei rarely swore: "Fuck it!"

"Indeed."

Nanfeng nodded, he knew Zhang Wei was right.

But.

"But isn't true heroism to still love life after seeing the essence of it?"

He poked Zhang Wei: "You are the most courageous man in Love Apartment, you can't even do this?"

"Besides, I think you are lucky, Zhang Wei."

Zhang Wei pointed at himself in surprise: "I, lucky?"

"Yes."

Nan Feng said: "You are the son of destiny who can be safe and sound even when sleepwalking on the sea. Who can have such luck as you?"

Zhang Wei was stunned: "What you said seems to make sense, but why do I always use my luck in such strange things?"

"Who can say for sure about luck?"

Nan Feng gave an example: "Look at Mr. Zeng, his luck is not much better than yours.

"But didn't he always have bad luck, and finally got promoted, got a raise, met a noble person, and his career flourished?"

He comforted Zhang Wei: "Look, Mr. Zeng graduated with a master's degree for many years before his luck turned around. You just graduated with a master's degree last year, why are you in such a hurry?

"Zhang Wei, as long as you live a down-to-earth life, I believe you will have a good day."

Zhang Wei asked nervously: "Really?"

"Yes."

Nan Feng nodded heavily: "You also know that I rarely lie."

"But you either don't lie, or you always cheat people to death."

"Why would I cheat you when I have nothing better to do?"

Nan Feng took out a stack of scratch cards from his arms and handed them to Zhang Wei in a bad mood: "If you don't believe me, then you can continue to scratch your scratch cards and see if I am right or we delayed you from winning the lottery."

Zhang Wei took the scratch cards from Nan Feng's hand with a strange look on his face: "Where did you get these scratch cards?"

Nan Feng pointed in the direction of 3603: "Ask them."

Zhang Wei was startled when he heard this. He turned around and found that everyone in the apartment, including Xiao Hei and Sadako, had been crowded on the balcony of 3603.

He suddenly understood where the dozen scratch cards that Nan Feng handed to him came from.

"Hi, Zhang Wei!"

Everyone waved to Zhang Wei shyly, and Zhanbo, as a representative, shouted loudly: "Zhang Wei, stop scratching after the last stock."

"Life is in the future, we will accompany you until the day when your luck turns."

"You guys..."

Zhang Wei's hand holding the scratch card trembled slightly, and his lips flickered like wings.

"How did the twelve of you squeeze on a balcony?"

Everyone was embarrassed when they heard this: "Does it matter?"

"Yeah, it's not important."

Zhang Wei lowered his head and stared at the thirteen scratch cards in his hand, and suddenly smiled brightly.

Without any he could remember, he shook his scratch-off and threw the balcony.

These scratch music faced the orange-red warm light of the setting sun, swaying gently in the breeze, like flying golden butterflies.

Zhang Wei no longer obsessed with the quality of his luck, because perhaps a long time ago, he had already been working hard, and the worst was coming.

Zhang Wei turned around and grinned at everyone: "I have been making fun of you these days. I treat you tonight, and each person has a bottle of iced black tea!"

"……good."

Everyone applauded and applauded with laughter and cry.

Just as Zhang Wei was smiling brightly on his face, Aunt Wang's shout came downstairs.

"Who is so unethical that he actually littered downstairs!"

"The community stipulates that you don't know if you are fined 200 yuan for throwing objects from high places?"

Zhang Wei was shocked, and his knees softened and he hid in the corner of the balcony.

"I can't see me, I can't see me..."

"Zhang Wei! I recognize you!"

Aunt Wang put her hands on her hips and pointed to the direction of 3604 and shouted: "I have recorded the whole process. If you don't take the initiative to go to the resident committee to pay the fine within three days, just wait!"

Zhang Wei felt as if he was struck by lightning when he heard this, and everyone raised their hands to cover their ears.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"No!!!"

Zhang Wei's howling ran through the sky as expected.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Everyone looked at each other and laughed happily at the same time.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

[Zhang Wei, Zhang Wei, you are really unlucky. .

Nympho

Late at night, Zeng Xiaoxian's live radio station.

Zeng Xiaoxian, who was frustrated by a bunch of gossip listeners' calls, had already scratched his head into a chicken coop.

He couldn't figure out how a group of people wouldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and like to read gossip and CP.

And they are still CP between men and men!

I help others solve their emotional problems, and I don’t let others gossip about their emotional problems! ! !

Xiaoxian's eyes were covered in blood, and he hung up another call from the listener in a daze and daze.

He said numbly and lowly, "Okay, let's listen to the next call from the next listener."

As expected, the incoming call was once again connected by light speed.

"Hey, hello?"

"Hello, Teacher Zeng."

The girl on the other end of the phone sounds a bit like... Lin Chiling?

"Yes, a good man is me, I am Zeng Xiaoxian~"

Xiaoxian buried his head in the table and said listlessly, saying a cliché more frequently than before: "Miss, what should I call you?"

"It doesn't matter, I'm here to thank you."

"grateful?"

Zeng Xiaoxian raised his head blankly, and a strange light flashed in his blood-stained eyes: "You want to thank me...what?"

"Thank you for helping me solve my emotional problems."

"Lin Chiling" on the other end of the phone said, "Teacher Zeng, you may have helped too many people, and you have forgotten that you helped me and my boyfriend overcome difficulties and reconcile.

"We are going to get married tomorrow, and I'm here to thank you tonight."

"Yeah?"

[Your Moon My Heart] Basically, it solves the emotional problems of young men and women. Zeng Xiaoxian can't remember when he helped this "Lin Chiling".

"Congratulations."

Zeng Xiaoxian felt that he was slowly coming back to life. He said excitedly: "Xiaoxian is here sincerely happy and happy for you, and I wish you and the one you love will live together and live together until old age."

"...Thank you, Teacher Zeng, and I hope you and the one you love will win and have a happy family."

Xiaoxian's face suddenly collapsed. He continued to refute the rumors tonight countless times: "You may have misunderstood this lady, but Xiaoxian actually didn't..."

"I know, it doesn't matter."

"Lin Chiling" paused, and she continued, "Teacher Zeng, your moon, my heart is a good program. Maybe it is not the program with the highest listening rate, but at least it has indeed helped a group of people fall into confusion and are in the process of being in trouble. Emotionally confused person.

“Maybe those people are as happy as me with your help. They may not necessarily listen to this show again, but you and your show have accompanied them through the most important and most difficult time.

"Teacher Zeng, thank you, you are doing something very meaningful."

Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned when he heard this. When he came to his senses, the "Lin Chiling" had already hung up the phone.

"OK."

He let out a long breath, holding the microphone with trembling hands: "Before listening to the next listener's call, Xiaoxian has a few words to say to his listeners."

“Xiaoxian knows that many of the listeners tonight were not emotionally confused, and Xiaoxian is very happy about this.

"If everyone in the world can treat feelings correctly, then your moon, my heart will be able to retire."

"But some of our listeners are still troubled by emotional problems. They hope to find solutions from Xiaoxian's program or get spiritual comfort, and this is also the meaning of your moon and my heart."

He bowed deeply into the microphone: "This morning, Xiaoxian's friend said something to Xiaoxian."

"He said: Teacher Zeng, you have to understand that no one in this world cares how many emotional problems you have solved."

"But it turns out that what he said was wrong."

"Xiaoxian is not such an excellent radio host, but since there are people in this world who care about this, I will also care about Xiaoxian."

Xiaoxian straightened his back and his eyes gradually became firm.

He repeated.

"Xiaoxian, I..."

"Very! Is there!"

"Xiaoxian's approach may arouse dissatisfaction among some listeners, but I still hope that my phone editor Judy can choose the subsequent listeners' calls in the future.

"No matter what, please let those listeners who really need Xiaoxian's help hear Xiaoxian's greetings to them."

His eyes stared firmly and sternly at Judy, meaning he had to do what he wanted.

"Okay, let's listen to the next call from the next listener."

Nympho

3604, in Yu Mo's bedroom.

Yifei took off the black technology bow tie of [The Sound of Heaven] and threw it to Yu Mo casually.

"Tell me, this thing is powered too quickly, and I almost exposed it.

"I don't understand. Is it so difficult to change Xiao Hei's battery capacity?"

Yu Mo put the bow tie on the bedside table, and she asked in surprise: "Will you actually expect me to give you advice with Nanfeng and Xiaohei?"

"Can I remember it!"

"That's right."

Yifei patted her forehead and said, "Forget it, I'll find time to tell them myself."

She turned off the radio and got into the bed: "Sleep, sleep, I haven't fallen asleep yet, I'm so sleepy."

Yu Mo covered his mouth and smiled, "There is no way, who will let someone [be ~~]?"

Yifei said stubbornly: "Don't think too much, I'm just seeing injustice and helping each other for justice, for fear that Zeng Xiaoxian, the idiot, will be ruined by Lu Ziqiao.

"They don't think about it. What era is this and they are still trying to attract traffic and create highlights.

"boring!"

“Yes, yes.”

As the pink head of Xianfei CP fans, Yu Mo's mouth had long been grinning behind his ears.

Yifei pointed at Yu Mo's nose and said, "I warn you, don't think about it.

"Also, please keep it confidential for me!"

"good."

Yu Mo nodded with a smile: "Don't worry, I will definitely keep it a secret for you."

"That's good."

Yifei hurriedly covered her faintly hot ears with a quilt: "Sleep!"

"good."

Yu Mo looked at the direction of 3603 and murmured and said, "【I】 will definitely keep it confidential for you..."

On the balcony, Nanfeng, who was sitting in a wheelchair eating melons, shook his head helplessly and smiled.

You have to help Yifei keep it a secret, which means that I will find an opportunity to tell Teacher Zeng about this?

"Not in a hurry."

Nanfeng smiled a smirk at the corner of his mouth: "Since you want to find an opportunity, you have to find a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Nympho

Another night, the sunny day bar.

"Let us congratulate Mr. Zeng on his nomination for the outstanding radio host--!"

Nanfeng raised his lemonade and said, "Cheers everyone!"

"good!!!"

Everyone clinked their glasses with laughter.

"Thank you everyone, thank you everyone."

Zeng Xiaoxian grinned: "Although I haven't selected an excellent radio host this time, I'm very happy to be nominated for this."

Curry Chan giggled and said, "Yes, the last listening rate can be nominated, I'm happy to be the one I'm notified."

"What words! What words are they called!"

Zeng Xiaoxian said with a groan: "I regret to notify you that the highest record of [Your Moon My Heart] has stopped at where the highest record of the highest ranking in the second round, and it cannot hit a new high with time."

"Yo, it seems that this month is not the bottom of your show?"

Ziqiao asked happily, "How about it, how many names are there this time."

"snort."

Xiaoxian pomped with a domineering slap and showed off: "Fifth last!"

"cut……"

Everyone exclaimed contempt.

"Whatever you do!"

Xiaoxian patted the sofa and said, "The listening rate is not the point, the point is that my words on the show that night were spread to the Internet, and I became popular again!

"This time, my image is no longer an unlucky host who is pursued by fanatical same-sex fans, but a conscientious host with a total listening rate of 10 years, but I can still keep my original intention in mind and keep my mission in mind under the huge traffic."

He took a sip of wine and said proudly: “Lisa said that although my behavior could not leave too many listeners for my show, our entire radio station was positively promoted.

"If my listening rate wasn't really bad, the honor of this radio station's excellent host must be mine."

Xiaoxian leaned on the sofa and laughed: "Yesterday, Director General came to my radio live room to shake hands with me and praised Xiaoxian for being a good comrade.

"Now my channel's position as deputy director is completely stable. Once I have enough qualifications, I will probably be promoted to director steadily."

"Congratulations to Teacher Zeng."

Wan Yu smiled and said, "I'll just say why you treat you so simply this time. It turns out that good things are in pairs."

"That's it."

Xiaoxian said loudly: "Let's order whatever you want today. Brother Xian, I'll take all of it!"

"good!!!"

While everyone was laughing and shouting, Sarah, a bartender who was familiar with everyone, walked over with her hands behind her back.

"Who ordered the lemonade just now?"

Nanfeng blinked: "It's me, what's wrong?"

"I know it's you, it's just a walk."

Sarah said, "Congratulations on becoming the 10,000-drink consumer of our Sunny Day Bar after the reopening. You won the prize!"

Nan Feng was stunned when he heard this: "Win...what award?"

"Dangdangdangdang!"

Sarah took out a whole tray of scratches from behind: “Three hundred scratches, the highest bonus is as high as one million!

"Happy or not? Are you excited?"

Everyone was stunned in place for a moment.

"Haha, haha..."

Nan Feng smiled bitterly, and he rolled his eyes and fainted.

"south wind!"

"south wind!!"

"south wind!!!"