Anchors should restrain themselves, the country has instituted a curfew!

Early the next morning.

The moving company came to the staff dormitory early.

Lin Yan couldn't help but sigh that although Jiang Xuewei is young, she really does things well, no wonder she can be on the list of rich women in China at a young age.

After a whole day of work, the new home was arranged by Lin Yan according to his preferences.

And Jiang Xuewei also signed a new contract with Lin Yan, with a signing fee of 10 million a year, and at the same time agreed not to interfere with the content of Lin Yan's program, and the time was completely free without the slightest restriction.

And not long after they signed the contract, the news that Jiang Xuewei spent a huge amount of money to sign a supernatural audio radio anchor also quickly made headlines.

......

On the top floor of the Kyoto City Radio and Television Building, the office of the deputy director.

"You mean, the listening rate of "Night Talk" last night reached 5 points?".

Zhou Cheng looked at Zhou Zhaoxin, who was cowering on the side, and asked.

"Yes, second uncle, 5.69 to be exact. "

Zhou Zhaoxin said weakly.

"25 times the increase...... This guy is really a talent!".

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but sigh.

"Give me a copy of last night's program recording. "

Zhou Cheng said to the female secretary on the side.

"Okay Deputy Director!".

After a while, the female secretary put the copied recording file into the laptop on the desktop.

Zhou Cheng couldn't wait to start playing.

He wanted to hear what kind of program could make this unpopular program that was about to be cut rise by as much as 25 times at once.

As the play button was pressed, the slightly sad Chinese horror song "Xi" sounded.

"On the eighteenth day of the first lunar month, the auspicious day of the zodiac, sorghum is lifted. "

"Put on red makeup, one foot and one hate, and hurriedly carry it. "

......

"This background music is well chosen, this Lin Yan has something. "

[It happened in 1995 in a small village in the crossing area of Bingcheng].

[One evening, Li Zongping, who got off work from the machine tool factory, rode a bicycle on the way home].

[Suddenly, Li Zongping saw an old lady lying on the road, and she was out of breath].

[Since it was almost dark at that time, Li Zongping guessed that something should have happened on the way home from grocery shopping].

[A black cat is squatting on the old lady's head, eating something].

[Li Zongping stepped forward with courage to see that the black cat was licking the blood flowing out of the old lady].

[On the other hand, half of the old lady's face is already bloody at the moment, I don't know if she fell and broke it or was eaten by the black cat, it looks extremely terrifying].

......

Lin Yan's magnetic voice tells a bizarre horror story.

[Maybe...... She's right there for you. 】

The story ends as the last slightly chilly syllable falls.

But Zhou Cheng felt as if he had fallen into a cold cellar, and his cold hairs stood up.

"This ...... It's a great story!!

."

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but slap the table, and the whole person stood up.

But the next moment, his whole body withered.

Because of this, the most outstanding talent in their station was sent away by him himself.

"Loser, !!

".

Zhou Cheng turned around and gave Zhou Zhaoxin a resounding slap for no reason.

With a "snap", Zhou Zhaoxin's whole person was stunned all of a sudden, and his head went blank in an instant.

"Second uncle, I ......".

"If you weren't my own nephew, I'd have killed you right now!"

After speaking, Zhou Cheng, who was not angry, kicked Zhou Zhaoxin over again.

If the previous "Heartbeat Melody" can reach more than a dozen points of luck, this "Night Talk" is enough to prove Lin Yan's strength.

"Roll !!

".

The more he thought about it, the more angry Zhou Cheng also roared.

"Yes, Second Uncle!".

Zhou Zhaoxin got up from the ground, opened the door quickly, and slipped away.

He was afraid that if it was too late, he would really be beaten to death by the second uncle.

......

Kyoto.

Himalayan Building.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Jiang Xuewei held a grand induction ceremony for Lin Yan.

Most of the new colleagues are very friendly, which is completely different from the dead atmosphere of the TV station.

And most of the radio anchors here are also part-time voice actors, and they can be seen in many popular film and television dramas.

"Lin Yan, aren't you a supernatural, while the show hasn't started yet, why don't you scare us first?"

Just as Lin Yan was about to cut the cake, Jiang Xuewei's best friend Xue Xiaoling smiled and proposed.

"Xiaoling!".

On the side, Jiang Xuewei also spoke up.

"Oh, it's okay, it's lively, you said right, Lin Yan?"

Xue Xiaoling touched Lin Yan on the side with her elbow, and her eyes hinted.

"Do you all say it's good?".

Xue Xiaoling coaxed again.

"Good!".

Everyone said in unison.

"Hehe, I'm bold, Brother Lin Yan, if you can scare me, I'll ask you to drink for a month...... No, a week's worth of milk tea!".

On the side, a cute girl with shoulder-length Japanese-style curly hair said with a smile.

"Li Lingling, right? I remember you!"

Lin Yan smiled slightly.

Little girl, I can't scare you to death!

"Are there any bets yet?".

Lin Yan asked with a smile.

"Brother Yan, you can scare me, I'll invite you to eat Malatang!".

A young man with an inch head on the side spoke up.

"Okay, Zhao Ping counted a vote. "

"Then I'll eat pork knuckle rice!".

Chen Lei one vote. "

......