My system, you can't mess with it

Chapter 148 Wu Cong Recommended
After answering the hotline call from the first listener, Xia Xing said: "Let me declare that the name of the person in the story just now is purely fictitious, and any similarity is purely coincidental."

"The hatred value from Wu Cong is +999!"

Xia Xing couldn't help but enjoy watching it, Wu Cong is still listening to my show!
Looking at the time, it was almost time for the show. The director made a gesture to Xia Xing to prepare for the end.

Xia Xing nodded and said, "I'm very happy to spend an hour with everyone. Today's show is coming to an end, and finally I will share with you a chicken soup for the soul."

Hearing that Xia Xing wanted to share Chicken Soup for the Soul, the message area of ​​the comments became lively again.

"Fuck, what the anchor shared is definitely poisonous chicken soup."

"Anti-fire, anti-virus, anti-host, ready to be poisoned."

"The anchor is poisonous, but I have fallen in love with the anchor's show because of the poison."

Xia Xing glanced at the message and raised his mouth slightly and said: "Perhaps many people will feel confused and dark at a certain period of time in their lives, but please don't be hesitant or sad, because the sun always comes after the storm, and after the storm, there is always sunshine." Can see rainbows."

Having said that, Xia Xing's voice paused.

Many viewers in front of the radio were stunned, no, the promised chicken soup for the soul.

This is not the anchor's style!
It seems that the host has finally changed his ways...

After a moment's pause, Xia Xing's magnetic voice reappeared.

"When we have bathed in the sun and seen the beautiful rainbow, you will find that as long as you survive the dark day, there will be another dark day waiting for you soon."

"Pfft!"

"Sure enough, it still smells familiar."

"Sure enough, the anchor is still stubborn."

"I knew that the anchor's chicken soup would not be poisonous."

"6666, survived one darkness, the next darkness is still waiting for you, I drank this chicken soup."

Wu Cong sat speechless in the car, Lin Genggeng smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Wu, I've been sitting in the car for half an hour, let's go upstairs."

"No, I have to settle the score with Xia Xing. This is simply ruining my reputation."

"Mr. Wu, don't be so stingy. Xia Xing said he was a childhood friend. It must be the same name. Calm down."

At this moment, Xia Xing's voice came out again.

"Tonight's show is coming to an end. Tomorrow will be the same time. See you soon. By the way, spoiler. Tomorrow I will tell you a story about Xiaolin Genggeng!"

Lin Gengeng was persuading Wu Cong when he heard Xia Xing's words, his body trembled: "Damn, I'm the next one, no, I have to go to Xia Xing, even if it's the same name, I have to tell a story full of positive energy."

Wu Cong on the side immediately became interested: "Haha, Geng Geng, I'm thinking about it, isn't it just the same name? It doesn't matter, haha, I look forward to the story of Lin Genggen who has the same name as you tomorrow, assistant, buy me a radio tomorrow I want to continue listening to the midnight heart talk program hosted by Xia Shen.”

Along the way, Lin Genggen often laughed at Wu Cong. Now that he had a chance to take revenge, how could Wu Cong let it go?
Wu Cong directly posted a status on his Weibo.

"I listened to a good radio program by chance today. At 11 o'clock in the evening, Shanghai Radio Station Midnight Xinyu, it is very pleasant to listen to. There will be more surprises tomorrow! Come and listen to it when you have time."

Wu Cong's circle of friends is very wide, and most of them are film and television stars, all kinds of Internet celebrities.

Chen Chichi: "The programs recommended by Mr. Wu must be high-quality products, you must go and listen to them."

Yang Mimi: "Haha, Mr. Wu still listens to the radio? I must listen to Midnight Xinyu at eleven o'clock tomorrow night."

Yang Ying: "Recently, I have brought a baby at home. The baby often makes noises at home, and can't sleep at night. I happen to be able to listen."

Seeing the messages, Lin Genggen couldn't calm down. Tomorrow will tell his story.

No, you must say hello to Xia Xing in the wechat group.

Lin Genggen directly left a message in the group: "Xia Xing, tomorrow you are not allowed to smear me, I will treat you to a big meal later."

When Lin Genggen sent the message, he received a message: "You have been banned by the group leader for 24 hours!"

Lin Genggeng: "..."

At this moment, Xia Xing had no idea that Wu Cong was desperately promoting the show for him.

The show is over, but the message boards are still buzzing.

"Damn, I was in a bad mood after being scolded by the boss today, and I suddenly feel refreshed after listening to Xia Xing's poison soup."

"Haha, I am so funny, this show is the funniest I have ever heard."

"That's right, I'm looking forward to Lin Genggen's story tomorrow."

"By the way, Lin Genggen is the same name, it can't be the big star Lin Genggen."

"You must listen to tomorrow's show!"

Seeing the audience swiping the screen, Xia Xing nodded in satisfaction. It seems that the effect of this show is pretty good.

Xia Xing walked out of the studio, and the way the directors looked at Xia Xing completely changed.

There was a touch of shock and even admiration in their eyes.

You know, this midnight heart talk is the third-to-last program, and the audience rating has never exceeded [-] every night.

But today, there are three to four thousand messages on the message board alone.

What the hell, this number of comments has even surpassed that of the Voice of Angels hosted by Gao Yong during the prime time.

Miracle, Xia Xing really created a miracle.

However, Xia Xing looked at his hatred system, and the task was completed (5898/10000), which meant that the listening rate tonight was nearly [-].

At this moment, Xu Qiang walked in angrily.

Another 15 minutes after this show, there will be a midnight ghost story hosted by Xu Qiang, so he also came to the studio.

"Xia Xing, look at what kind of crap you're hosting. What's your name? It's called nonsense. It's called a broadcasting accident. You're dead. Pack up and leave tomorrow."

"Brother Xu, what do you mean? I think the audience responded very well. I just want to make the show more dynamic. I don't think I did anything wrong."

"I did nothing wrong, hum, I will report to the leader tomorrow morning, I have worked so hard for so many years to pull this tasteless show from the bottom one to the bottom three, and you ruined it tonight." Old Xu said with a heartbroken expression expression.

At this time, Xiao Wang, the broadcast director, tugged at the corner of Xu Qiang's clothes: "Brother Xu, it seems that the audience rating is good today, please check the message board."

Xu Qiang was dumbfounded when he looked at the message board that could hardly reach the end.

"Damn, it's true or not, this message must have been posted."

Xia Xing narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Xu Qiang.

This guy has been at odds with Xia Xing ever since he entered the radio station.

Moreover, Xia Xing had also heard from others that Xu Qiang belonged to Li Gang.

With a thought, Xia Xing took out a bad luck sticker and stuck it on Old Xu.

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "Whether my program violates the rules or not, and how the results are depends on tomorrow's data. I believe the leader has his own opinion. Good luck."

Saying that, Xia Xing walked away with a smile.

A reminder of the 5-minute countdown came from Xia Xing's mind.

Xu Qiang looked at Xia Xing's back and snorted coldly: "Brat, I'll see how you die tomorrow."

However, he did not expect that a black shadow had descended on him.

(End of this chapter)