The hotline has been called in, and all listeners can also hear the phone calls within the hotline.

"Hey, listener, do you have any stories to share with you?" the host asked in a gentle voice.

"I, I have a girlfriend!" A young man's voice rang out from the other end of the phone.

"It seems that I am here to show me the food." The host joked playfully.

but!

"No, she is getting married!" the boy suddenly smiled bitterly.

"What I want to say is that I suddenly feel that life is very difficult."

"Their bride price is a bit high, our family is very poor, I work hard, do you know?"

A cry suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

This changed the host's face and felt something was wrong.

But the boy continued to speak.

"She is going to marry an old man. We are only in our twenties. She is going to marry a man in her thirties and close to forty."

"It's because that person is rich!"

“I really think it’s hard to be a human being.”

"There are still many good things in life, such as thinking about your parents and your friends. There should not be only love in life!" The host said.

"No, I just want her. Without her, what's the point of my life?"

"To be honest, this is my last call in this world. After making the call, I decided to leave this world." The boy spoke again.

As soon as these words were spoken, the two hosts' scalp became numb in an instant.

Is this going to commit suicide?

And the audience who were listening to this radio station suddenly became energetic.

At this moment, Zhang Dong, who was outside the director's room, was completely confused. He actually received a hotline to commit suicide.

If this is not handled properly, their late-night stories will be stopped, and even their work will be lost.

Because this is not a broadcast accident, it is a matter of life.

Zhang Dong was sweating coldly.

He called the police immediately, and at the same time he quickly wrote a note and handed it in.

The note says to draw out the other party’s address and try to delay the time.

Fatty Tang was also confused.

Is this so lucky? I came to sing on the radio for the first time, but before I even sang, I met someone who wanted to commit suicide?

"Young people, this may be youth. We are also experienced people. What can't be so easy?" The host tried his best to comfort and persuade!

"No, you don't understand at all, you don't understand at all!" The boy smiled bitterly, his voice full of despair!

At this moment, the number of listeners on the radio station is increasing wildly.

"Quick, late night story someone is going to commit suicide."

"Listen to that radio station!"

One passes to ten, ten passes to hundreds, spreads to hundreds, and spreads among the taxi driver.

Even some private cars have been transferred to that channel at this moment.

On the other hand, downstairs of a luxurious building, a staff member took a car for a middle-aged man.

"Director, you go back and rest first."

"You've been in for twenty hours."

"Oh, it's very difficult for us to hold the Yousheng Voice this year. We don't lack good singing skills, but we lack the original creation that can amaze everyone. If this continues, what will we do to compete with the other youth song competition?" The director looked tired.

But he couldn't find such an original singer.

As the director said, he got into the taxi directly.

"Go to Blue Sky Garden Community." The director said tiredly.

"Shh, someone is going to commit suicide in the late night story, wait." The taxi driver was listening and waved his hand to the director.

"Someone wants to commit suicide?" the director frowned, but he also calmed down.

On the radio and television station, Zhang Dong's face almost turned pale when he looked at the soaring listening rate.

If so many people usually listen to this radio station, then he would definitely be so happy!

But now, the more people pay attention to this matter and the more suicide matter, the worse it is.

Maybe this is done. If the person is not saved, they may be on the hot search tomorrow because of this matter.

But this is by no means a good thing.

Zhang Dong was panicked, really panicked!

In the broadcast room, Lin Feng could see that the two hosts were also very nervous, and the female host's hands were shaking a little at this moment.

The male host's face was also pale, because when encountering such a thing, it would be difficult for them to deal with even the best psychological quality!

"Brother, you heard from my sister that I am also a girl. I think your girlfriend may still love you." The female host said.

But her words not only calmed the boy's emotions, but also made the boy's emotions even more excited.

"Yes, she loves me, but what's the point?"

"She is going to get married tomorrow!" The boy raised his voice suddenly.

"I hate this world, I hate myself."

"Forget it, I'm leaving, thank you for listening to me in the end!" Obviously the boy was going to commit suicide.

At this moment, not only the audience, but also Zhang Dong and the host's hearts were in their throats.

"Quick, hurry!"

"Say something!"

"This is a boy in his twenties!"

"What a pity to commit suicide by being unable to think about it."

"Can't these two idiot hosts do something?" The driver in the taxi and the audiences from other places were anxious.

"Wait a minute!" Lin Feng suddenly spoke.

"Don't persuade me, you don't understand me at all." The boy responded.

"I'm not here to persuade you. I won't let you think about your parents or something. Life is already very difficult. I don't want you to take pressure and burden even if you leave!"

As soon as Lin Feng said this, the host was stunned.

"Can you listen to a song of me before you leave?" Lin Feng suddenly spoke.

The host's face suddenly became angry.

Zhang Dong was also confused.

"Who the hell is this?"

"They are all going to die and commit suicide. Are you crazy when singing at this time? "

"Is there any morality?"

"Why are you singing if you don't persuade the other party at this time?" The audience started to curse.

"I don't want to listen to music!" the boy refused.

"You are leaving, why don't you relax and leave? I'll sing a song for you, which is a gift for you to leave. Do you think it's okay?" Lin Feng asked.

The boy hesitated for a moment and finally agreed.

"Thank you, then you sing!" the boy replied.

"good!"

Lin Feng picked up the guitar he had prepared before and spoke.

"A song for you to be promising when you are young and promising!"

The guitar sounded slowly.

"The TV keeps flashing."

“The contact information has not been deleted yet.”

"You treat me well, but I ruined it by mistake."

"I also thought together that there is a place to sleep and eat."

"But how to stay upside down day and night."
To be continued...