Zhang Hehuan went on to be the first place in Pengcheng Radio in the whole year with a listening rate of 3.9 in just one week. This news detonated inside the radio like a nuclear bomb.

In fact, the more the anchors inside the radio station are, the less they pay attention to other frequencies of programs. They are tired of broadcasting themselves, but they still have the time and mood to listen to other people's columns.

After Zhang Hehuan won the first place in the listening rate last week, many people began to find out his replay. Lin Xiaofeng was actually the first person to pay attention to Zhang Hehuan's column, but she did not expect that Zhang Hehuan could break the show three in such a short time, and even overtake it on Saturday, crushing them in one fell swoop on Sunday.

The new column "With You Along the Way" focused on creating traffic frequency actually has a strong listening rate, but it also seems dull and dull in comparison with the amazing improvement of "Fiction Continuous Broadcasting". The most embarrassing thing about them is that they initially formulated a comprehensive bombing plan, and the resumption of the noon turned into a superfluous amount.

After the listening rate of re-broadcasting on Sunday fell to 1.6, it hit a new low on Monday, with the listening rate becoming 1.1. The novel broadcasting in the same period continued its previous strength and once again won a super high listening rate of 3.9. Compared with the two, re-broadcasting has become a stepping stone for Zhang Hehuan, and the comparison between the two is becoming more and more embarrassing.

Feng Jun attaches great importance to listening rates. When he got off work at noon, he was still discussing the program with Lin Xiaofeng. Zhang Hehuan also walked into the elevator at this time. His popularity in the stage has also increased sharply in the past two days, and many beautiful anchors took the initiative to say hello to him.

Lin Xiaofeng found that since Zhang Hehuan came to work at the radio station, they often met in the elevator. This matter was a bit evil. She originally wanted to invite Zhang Hehuan to dinner through Qiao Shengnan to express her apology, but Zhang Hehuan did not accept it.

Although he also expressed his disregard for Qiao Shengnan, Lin Xiaofeng still felt a little guilty, especially after Zhang Hehuan took the blame for her.

Zhang Hehuan entered the elevator and smiled at Lin Xiaofeng and took the initiative to greet Sister Xiaofeng, acting very generously.

Lin Xiaofeng asked formally: "Can you go to have a meal?"

Zhang Hehuan nodded and said it was evil. As soon as Zhang Hehuan entered the elevator, the elevator buzzer began to ring again, indicating an overload.

Zhang Hehuan was about to quit, and Feng Jun said, "Xiao Zhang, you might as well wait for the next shift."

Zhang Hehuan was a little depressed. He was so spicy next door. Why did this guy hate it so much? I had planned to go down, but I had to say this, which made me feel like I wanted to stay in it. At this time, a noble colleague went down, and Zhang Hehuan didn't even have a chance to go down.

Feng Jun smiled at Zhang Hehuan, looking very disdainful. This guy has always been a cold elite character.

Zhang Hehuan just pretended that he didn't see it, took out his cell phone and was a dog. It was not a gentleman to take revenge. There are three fart cards in the Centurion Mall, which are all used on you today.

Zhang Hehuan spent 1,000-5 reputation value to exchange three pieces, each of which was written exactly on Wang Haiyang. If you want to deal with someone, you have to figure out the other party’s name first.

Feng Jun immediately felt a little strange in his stomach and bit his lip. An excellent anchor must first have super control over his body. For example, when you are broadcasting live, you are suddenly anxious to pee and have diarrhea. What should you do? If you can tolerate it, you will endure it, not to mention that the elevator goes down to the first floor very quickly.

Feng Jun still overestimated his control. Before the elevator could even change a number, he made a shocking fart.

Zhang Hehuan covered her nose at the first time. Lin Xiaofeng was shocked when she heard this loud fart. First of all, she thought that it was, could I let it go, right? She was really scared by the last time.

Zhang Hehuan pointed at Feng Jun in front of everyone: "You can't bear it."

Feng Jun also covered his nose and even pretended to be innocent and said, "It's not me!"

Lin Xiaofeng is so angry, Wang Haiyang, Wang Haiyang, are you still a personal person? I almost sold me last time, I didn’t say this, you just let it go, I can hear it clearly, if you say it’s not you, others will definitely think it’s me, and even standing with this guy is implicated.

Lin Xiaofeng pinched her nose and flashed to the side.

Feng Jun said: "It's really not me..." Before he finished speaking, he made another big noise than before.

Now everyone went away, and the small elevator space Stroke Jun was isolated. The most depressing thing was that everyone was away from him. His fart had not been finished yet. The evidence was conclusive and no one could be found even if he denied it.

As soon as the elevator door opened, everyone rushed to escape, and Feng Jun ruined it into a gas chamber.

Zhang Hehuan went out to take a few breaths of fresh air: "Teacher Fengjun, I really didn't expect you to be like this."

Although he spent 1,550 yuan in reputation, he could destroy Feng Jun's reputation by at least tens of thousands.

Feng Jun's face turned into a pig's liver. The last one left the elevator door. Seeing Lin Xiaofeng standing far away, he had already agreed to go for dinner together. He smiled and was about to walk towards Lin Xiaofeng, but only one step was taken, and the gas in his body rushed out again. This time it was no longer a heart-wrenching problem, and he brought the rivers and rivers to fall.

Lin Xiaofeng covered her nose and forced her laughter. Feng Jun was simply the king of the world. With this experience, she could not imagine hosting with him in the future. She was afraid that she would not be able to hold on to her and laughed. When she saw Feng Jun, she felt a sense of smell. From this day on, Feng Jun had been elected as the most interesting anchor on the radio.

Zhang Hehuan came to Lin Xiaofeng and asked in a low voice: "Sister Xiaofeng, was he right last time?"

Lin Xiaofeng nodded without hesitation, and could not say it was himself.

Zhang Hehuan said: "This grandson is really not a thing, I'm taking the blame for him."

Lin Xiaofeng...

Almost all anchors inside the radio are paying attention to when the newcomer Zhang Hehuan's listening rate will exceed 4, but this moment has not arrived yet.

From Monday to Thursday, the listening rate has always hovered between 3.7 and 3.9, and it is only a short time to break through 4.0 in just one breath. An agreement has been reached within the literary and artistic frequency. The listening rate of novels that breaks through the fourth is a foregone conclusion, and the difference is nothing more than a popularity.

The controversy reached its peak on Friday, and with Zhu Jingjing's fall from the building and death, discussions about who was the murderer have become increasingly fierce.

Some people think it was Pupu, some people think it was Zhu Chaoyang, and some people think it was Zhu Jingjing who fell down by herself.

There are more than a thousand posts about this unsolved case in Pengcheng Community, and countless listeners who want to know the results can't wait to call the radio.

The radio hotlines were all blown up, and the hotline specialist complained and went to the director's place. If this continues, they can't do it anymore. The phone rang continuously on 24 hours a day, and three shifts were running around. If this continues, they would be exhausted before Zhang Hehuan's story was broadcast.

The servers of the radio and television forum are constantly crashing, and so many users have flooded in for a while. Originally, the forum has grown grass, and there are usually not a few visitors. Now, the sudden surge in traffic has caused the web page to crash.

The discussions about Zhu Jingjing's death in Pengcheng Community have always been popular. Even staff from other frequencies have specialized in literary and artistic frequencies. They hope to listen to the next few episodes of the show they recorded in advance through relationships, and they all want to know the subsequent plot developments.

The novel's broadcasting program team has never received so much attention. Since I started working in the morning, the threshold was almost broken. All members strictly followed Zhang Hehuan's instructions and refused to spoil it. No one can do it, of course, the leader is exceptional.

There are only two exceptions, one is their immediate boss, Li Haixia, and the other is Master Wu Zuojun. In the eyes of ordinary people, leaders are not humans, leaders are all gods.

Wu Xuanqi came to handle the final procedures for his resignation today, and he had to sign a few words in person. He originally wanted to go to the Human Resources Department, but when he came to the radio station, he came to the literary and artistic frequency again. After all, he has worked here for so many years, so how could he have no feelings? When he entered the literary and artistic frequency, he looked up and looked at the listening rate notice board at the door.

The listening rate of each column is announced every week. Li Haixia uses this method to stimulate each column group, hoping that they will be brave after knowing their shame, so that they can increase their listening rate, revitalize their literary and artistic frequency, and regain their former glory.

But the development of the times determines the frequency of literature and art has become inevitable, and it cannot be saved by human resources.

The reason why Wu Xuanqi chose to resign and bid farewell to the radio station was because he was extremely disappointed with the current situation of literary and artistic frequency. He was not young anymore. While he still had some energy to make more money, Wu Xuanqi was still very famous in the wedding industry in Pengcheng.

Wu Xuanqi first saw "Nostalgic Francisco". His latest listening rate has dropped to 0.8. He shook his head.

The only face columns with literary frequency have fallen out of the era, and other columns must be even more terrible. He is very curious about how "Free Broadcast" has reached.

Since resigning, Wu Xuanqi has no longer paid attention to radio. He is too lazy to listen to radio. He is afraid that he will shake himself and the sounds in radio will make him sad. His nearly twenty years of radio career has been filled with his youthful memories.

Wu Xuanqi found the column group. From last Monday, when he saw that the listening rate soared to 2.0 on Wednesday after he left, he couldn't believe his eyes. Looking down, his mouth couldn't help but wide, so big that he could almost stuff a goose egg.

The listening rate on Saturday had already exceeded 3, and on Sunday, it tied the highest annual listening rate of Pengcheng Radio, reaching 3.9. The next three days were all stable at an extremely high listening rate of 3.9. If this wasn't written and made a joke, it would be a complete king!

Wu Xuanqi's heart was pounding. He felt his legs were weak, so he let me calm down. Am I dreaming? I must be dreaming. I have to go to the unit to complete the final resignation procedures today. It seems that I have a deep relationship with the radio station, and I still can't bear to leave. How could I have such a ridiculous dream?

"I'm here to choose!"

Li Haixia's voice came to his ears.

Wu Xuanqi shivered as if he had just finished urinating in winter. When he saw Li Haixia, he realized that he was not dreaming, but reality, so he stood in the aisle of the radio station's literary and artistic frequency. Wu Xuanqi glanced at the bulletin board again and wanted to confirm it again.

Li Haixia smiled and said, "The Yangtze River pushes the previous waves, choose all. In the past, I thought you were the wisest person. You are the wisest one. You retreat bravely and leave opportunities to young people. Isn't it? I can't believe that choosing all means you are the one who won't care about the overall situation."

Li Haixia was merciless to Wu Xuanqi. It was a slap in the face when she said such words at this time, but it was no wonder that she was. Wu Xuanqi was an anchor she trained. When the frequency of literature and art was the most difficult, Wu Xuanqi not only challenged her in public, but also left without hesitation.

If it weren't for Zhang Hehuan's sudden emergence, more anchors would have followed in his footsteps. Although Li Haixia is a department leader, she is still a woman. Why should women be generous? You embarrass me, why should I make you feel better?

Wu Xuanqi's voice was dry: "Director Li, this young man is a bit awesome."

Li Haixia said: "It's not a bit. I haven't seen a better anchor than him in so many years. By the way, is there anything wrong with you coming here today?"

Wu Xuanqi nodded. He had a few words to sign. Now there was one more thing, which was to fulfill his promise. He once said in front of everyone in the column group that if Zhang Hehuan could break the column listening rate within half a month, he would choose the hotel in Pengcheng City and arrange the meals by himself. What the man said would have to admit.

Wu Xuanqi went to the column group and heard that Zhang Hehuan was recording, so he went to the recording site and met several anchors with the past at the scene. At the same time, several literary and artistic anchors were there. Because Zhang Hehuan created a miracle in listening, he attracted colleagues to come and study. This was also Li Haixia's proposal.

Wu Xuanqi has always been popular among literary and artistic frequency. When several anchors saw him coming, they all stood up to say hello. Su Mengmeng said, "Brother Wu is here."

Wu Xuanqi smiled, looking at Zhang Hehuan in the recording studio through the glass, and Li Huilong whispered: "It's all out of the script, I'll record three episodes in a row in one morning. Isn't it awesome?"

Wu Xuanqi nodded and looked at Zhang Hehuan who was talking inside, feeling a little disappointed. He should have been sitting inside, but even if he was still sitting in that position, he would not be able to increase his listening rate to such a high. He really should not behave like a person. Of course, Zhang Hehuan looks pretty good, but after all, he is just an intern anchor, an intern anchor who doesn’t even have a professional title.

Wang Yuan also came to Wu Xuanqi and called Wu Ge. Yue Huanxi saw Wu Xuanqi and joked: "Brother Wu is here to treat us to dinner today." He still remembered what Wu Xuanqi said last time in the office.

Wu Xuanqi smiled a little embarrassedly. What he shouldn't have come today, and Zhang Hehuan's success further highlighted his failure.

The show that he made his own death was revitalized within a week after he was in the hands of others, and it also created the highest listening rate in the past few years, tying the highest listening rate of Pengcheng Radio this year. This level is simply out of reach.

He wondered whether he should stay or leave immediately. At this moment, Zhang Hehuan's recording ended.

Director Li Xuwen raised his hands and raised two thumbs, giving thumbs from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone gathered around, Wang Yuan gave Zhang Hehuan water, and Yue Huanxi asked Zhang Hehuan that he felt that he was not satisfied with that part and would make a post-adjustment immediately, because the listening rate was rising steadily, and all members of the column group were also extremely enthusiastic about Zhang Hehuan.

Su Mengmeng came today not just to learn from the scriptures. She specifically reminded Zhang Hehuan to have her own live broadcast tomorrow night. She sent an invitation to Zhang Hehuan last week, and Zhang Hehuan also promised to be a guest in her live broadcast room tomorrow night.

But last week, she still had some doubts about Zhang Hehuan's strength. Today is different. Zhang Hehuan has broken through three consecutive episodes of the show for five consecutive episodes. He has become the most popular anchor in literary and artistic frequency, and will soon become the most popular anchor in Pengcheng Radio. Fortunately, she has a keen eye to identify talents and sent an invitation in advance, otherwise she would have to queue up if she wanted to invite him as a guest in the future.

Su Mengmeng said: "Hehuan, your condition is getting better and better."

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Sister Su is here to support me again."

"There's no way, who made me a fan of you? I'm here today to specifically remind you that don't forget to visit my live broadcast room tomorrow night."

Zhang Hehuan nodded. Since he promised Su Mengmeng, he would not change his mind. Seeing Wu Xuanqi, Zhang Hehuan walked over with a smile: "Teacher Wu is here too."

Wu Xuanqi said, "Xiao Zhang, I came here to treat you to dinner, everyone will be together." I really regret coming this trip, but I have come, and I still have to say what I should say.

Zhang Hehuan laughed and said, "Teacher Wu is so polite. Last time, I was joking with you. We won't eat this food anymore. We are too busy with work recently and I really can't take time."

Other colleagues also said that they were not available, and Wu Xuanqi had already resigned. Now everyone is not in the same circle at all. Although Wu Xuanqi is old, this matter is not done mature enough.

He now realized that after he resigned, he became an outsider in front of his colleagues in the past. He was polite to him just because of his face. In fact, he could not help but draw a clear line with him.

Wu Xuanqi smiled reluctantly: "Then I'll eat it again if I have the chance in the future." He didn't want to keep it for a moment, so he left quickly because he had something to do.
Chapter completed!