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The other end of the phone stunned: "What !? You answered! I will report it to you to calculate overtime. Double."

Xu Ruofei said with a smile: "It's nothing. I want to try it too, I'll do my best."

As a matter of fact, Xu Ruofei is the host of professional studies. It is a pity that many things in the public institution are involuntary. I haven't managed to make it out, and I have no chance. Usually, it is to deal with the contributions of other anchors and hosts.

Everyone likes to call such a profession called a logistics host or logistics anchor.

There was almost no chance of playing, and Xu Ruofei felt that he would have revised the manuscript if it had not been. It is estimated that it is almost the same as serving tea. Very helpless, but must accept reality. Because people live, they have to eat and live.

Xu Ruofei's world has changed. With holographic games, this is something he has never experienced before. I don't know if it has changed elsewhere. What technology tree seems to be confused in my sleep?

"Forget it, find some material first. Past the program earlier. There is still some time before the show starts. I have to hurry up." Xu Ruofei took out his mobile phone and started searching.

A search.

shocked!

There are no such things as "Ghost Blowing Lamp", "Grave Robbery Notes", "The Nineteenth Floor of Hell", "Unjust Ghost Road" and so on. Not even "Andersen's Fairy Tale", "One Thousand and One Nights".

"If that's the case, then I have a huge advantage!" Xu Ruofei's eyes showed excitement.

Xu Ruofei's mind is moving quickly. These stories are very familiar to him, but to write them exactly the same, still need to remember. As a result, I remember ... I still remember these things in my head.

This directly made Xu Ruofei aggressive.

Could this be the cause of the crooked technology tree?

The technology tree is crooked?

Take the bus and go to work. Xu Ruofei got used to the bus stop. After all, it's not like your own car, there are other passengers.

The car arrived at the station in about thirty minutes.

Xu Ruofei looked at the time, and it was less than ten minutes before the start of the Spirit Live broadcast.

Rushing all the way, I finally saw Sister Juan waiting in front.

"Where's your manuscript?" Sister Juan looked at Xu Ruofei, who was empty.

Normally a host needs a manuscript, especially someone who works on a radio station. If it's a TV station, it's either done in advance. If it is too late or the situation is not allowed, it is usually shown directly opposite the anchor. The anchor looks up at the screen while watching the manuscript. Dropouts are usually very experienced veterans.

"You're not going to break the jar." Sister Juan asked in a loss.

Xu Ruofei shook his head and said, "Rest assured, I have a good idea."

Sister Juan didn't believe it, but now that Xu Ruofei is willing to take this mess, it is already very good. You know, in addition to Shen Mengchen's willingness to pick up, the rest are basically unwilling.

After all, it is different from the domestic fiery.

Xu Ruofei intends to talk about tomb notes, which has a huge advantage here. First, fresh. There is no such grave robber story in this world, so it must be a precedent. The second is that the overall rhythm of the grave robber notes is well controlled, and it is also very popular on the market. It's just that Xu Ruofei isn't clear about something that was very hot in the world, and now tell it by himself.

Will there be the same fire? Driving ahead is great, but a bad one is to roll over. The audience doesn't buy it, let alone talk about the market.

But now dead horses can only be treated as live horse doctors, and this show was originally gone. If you speak according to your own content, the ratings are almost the same, with little change.

It's better to give it a try.

Xu Ruofei went into the studio, put on his headphones, and sat down.

Some staff members stood outside the broadcast.

"Sister Juan, why did you let Xu Ruofei come? A logistics anchor, what can you do here?"

"In fact, Xu Ruofei's broadcast level is still very good, but in the stage, he has never had a chance to introduce. There are very few opportunities, so I can only give priority to those people."

"Huh? Really? This Xu Ruofei, sister Juan actually recognized it. But why didn't he even take the manuscript and break the jar? The ratings for this amazing program are very low. If there is no manuscript, it will be yellow."

Sister Juan listened to the staff's questions and was worried, but she was already at this point.

"three!"

"two!"

"One!"

"Audience friends, welcome to" Late Night ", I'm your host Xu Ruofei."

Xu Ruofei talked eloquently and simply clicked on the show. Then he said his name, and briefly explained Shen Mengchen's affairs, and began to enter the theme.

"Today I have brought you a story," Tomb Raid. "

"Fifty years ago, Changsha darts ridge. Four tutors were squatting on a mound, and everyone was silent, staring at the Luoyang shovel on the ground."

"The shovel had the old soil just out of the ground. Strangely, this bad soil was constantly seeping bright red liquid, just as if it had just been dipped in the blood."

"'I'm in trouble now.' The old cigarette **** knocked his dry tobacco on the ground, and then said," There is a blood corpse below, so it's not good for us to dangle it, we must stab it below. "

Xu Ruofei enthusiastically began to take this grave robber note, little by little into the audience's ears.

Sister Juan was also attracted by this story, a story she had never heard of. And Xu Ruofei didn't even have the manuscript. Is this story his?

The staff is listening carefully.

Xu Ruofei always talked about the last paragraph of Chapter Five of Shuiying.

"The third uncle shook his head: 'What I care more is ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Why is this tomb owner setting up his cemetery around a grave that has been stolen? This is not a taboo against Feng Shui ?'"

"The stuffy oil bottle suddenly waved its hands, let's not speak, and pointed to the front. Our door saw a green phosphorescent light in the depths of the cave that could not be hit by the mine lights. The third uncle sighed: 'The dead body is here!' "

Xu Ruofei smiled at this time: "Today ’s story ends here. It is hotline time. If you have any life problems, you can talk to me. I am willing to do my best to help you."

This time lasts about five minutes. Under normal circumstances, the show is almost over. Because even if the previous host is present, there are few people playing. Sometimes there are some staff to replace the audience and relax the atmosphere.

As a result, Xu Ruofei just finished talking and the phone rang.

Sister Juan saw this situation and looked around.

Not by the staff.

In other words, it was played by a real audience!

Suddenly her eyes brightened!

Although Xu Ruofei did it for the first time, he usually did logistics on the radio and was very familiar with the process.

After answering the phone, he didn't wait for Xu Ruofei to speak.

On the phone: "This story continues! What happened after entering the corpse? Isn't this feng shui taboo? What happened!"

Xu Ruofei smiled: "If given the opportunity, I will continue to tell this story next time. Thank you very much for your support."

The phone was silent for a while: "Okay, I'm looking forward to it."

Many of the calls that followed were about this content, with little talk about life.

"This is the last call." Xu Ruofei just picked up the phone.

Then his face changed!