"This host, please don't mind me. I'm not targeting you, but your radio station.
Cough cough, what the hell is this radio station? Are you full of yourself? How can you cancel such a nice "Late-night Horror Stories" just like that?
F * ck you. I demand that you invite Li Xuan over immediately. I want to listen to 'Late-night Horror Story'!”
"It wasn't easy to find a show that suits your appetite, but you idiots actually canceled it. Tell me, how do you want to die?”
"Whoever offends me, Li Xuan, and withdraws my Late-night Horror Stories will be executed no matter how far away they are!”
"I'm going to go crazy from all you idiots who have nothing better to do. Children in bed, children under the bed, I don't care which one of you is real. Go find these idiots and let them know what terror is!”
“…………”
Chen Xiao's face had already turned purple. He bit his lips until they were bloodshot. Crunching sounds could be heard from his clenched fists. His chest was heaving up and down violently. He was already furious.
He had never felt so aggrieved in his life. He had clearly done nothing wrong, so why was he being scolded, scolded, and blamed?
Director Cai's expression was not any better than his, especially when he heard the constant cursing from the audience on the phone. His head was green with smoke, and the anger in his heart was like a Buddha being born and two Buddhas ascending to heaven.
At this moment, he really wanted to hit someone!
The expressions of the station heads were also exceptionally bad, as if someone had stomped on their faces.
Yes, it was no longer a slap in the face, but a stomp on the face!
Furthermore, he threw their faces onto the ground and stomped on them!
The group of people in the broadcasting studio was as quiet as cicadas in winter. They had really done their best and carefully investigated the situation. In the end, they could not stand the fact that the audience was too cunning!
When they connected the call, they all acted very normally. However, as soon as they connected to the live broadcast room, they immediately had a look on their faces and fired wildly. Where was the logic in this!
"Humph!"
The few leaders could not stand the endless scolding from the audience. They snorted coldly and left the listening room angrily. If they did not leave now, they would beat them up!
"Stop, stop. Haven't you been scolded enough? Why are you still broadcasting?!"
After the leader left, Director Cai could no longer suppress the anger in her heart. She angrily shouted at the people in the director's room.
His eyes were so fierce that they looked like they wanted to eat people up, making one feel intimidated.
Especially Chen Xiao, who was even more frightened by Director Cai's extremely fierce gaze.
In the end, Chief Physician Cai did not say anything else. She flung her hands angrily and slammed the door.
Chen Xiao was about to cry.
There was no way to live in this world!
In terms of anger, who was angrier than him?
He had waited so long for the opportunity to independently host a new program. In the end, he did not even have the chance to showcase his skills and was directly scolded by the audience.
Most importantly, he still didn't know what he had done wrong. Why was he being scolded?
…………
At the same time, Li Xuan, who was comfortably lying at home, vented his frustrations.
To make you forcefully cancel the program, to make you ostracize me, you deserve it!
With so many enthusiastic listeners helping him vent his anger, how could it be cool?
At the same time, thousands of listeners waiting in front of the radio were so angry that they wanted to hit someone.
After waiting for an entire day and night, they didn't get the answer they wanted, but instead, they got a stupid " Your Moon, My Heart ". How could they not be angry?
Moreover, he clearly hadn't scolded enough, but the radio station had directly shut down the program. How could the anger in his chest dissipate?
"This radio station is simply toxic. Why is it broadcasting 'Your Moon, My Heart' instead of such a good 'Late-night Horror Story'?”
"I'm so angry. I thought I would be able to find out which of the two children is the real one tonight, but in the end, they broadcast such a stupid thing for me. Especially if that stupid host dares to appear in front of me, I'll definitely tear him apart alive!”
"Sob, sob, sob. Although I scolded those idiots at the radio station, I don't know when I'll be able to hear 'Late-night Horror Stories' again. It won't be canceled forever, right? It wasn't easy for me to fall in love with a show!”
"The more I think about it, the angrier I get. This matter can't end like this.'Late-night Horror Stories' can't be canceled for no reason. I have a suggestion, and I wonder if everyone is interested in participating!”
"Right,'Late-night Horror Stories' can't be revoked just like that. The person above, just say it.”
"Count me in. We must let 'Late-night Horror Stories' resume airing. Otherwise, it'll be too lonely at night in the future!”
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A group of angry audiences immediately began to discuss how to revive " Late-night Horror Stories ".
They knew very well that if they were to scold them like this, the scamming radio station would definitely not rebroadcast " Late-night Horror Stories ", so they had to take other actions.
For a time, talents from all fields showed their abilities. Money contributed, strength contributed, and connections were used. An undercurrent quietly formed.
Tonight was destined to be another sleepless night for many people.
A storm was about to come, and the wind filled the building, and the black clouds were about to crush the city!
A cold light arrived first, followed by a spear that was like a dragon!
A letter of challenge from the first cultivator as a form of respect!
Not long after, a listener with the ID 'My Big Saber' who had long been unable to endure the hunger posted a challenge in the message section of the radio station's official website. It was called 'F * ck your sister's' Your Moon My Heart', return me my 'Late-night Horror Story'!》
Thousands of listeners poured in at the same time. The number of likes and comments instantly rose to first place.
"Boycotting 'Your Moon, My Heart'!”
"Give me back 'Late-night Horror Story'!”
"There aren't many horror stories nowadays. It wasn't easy to find such a program, yet you guys canceled it.@ Radio Station Leader, hurry up and restore it. I'm warning you, when I go crazy, even I'm afraid of myself!”
"I want to hear a horror story. I want to hear it now. I want to know which of the two children is real. Otherwise, your radio station will be splashed with dung and painted.!!”
"All troops, attack. We will reach the radio station in three minutes!”
"The will to break into the enemy's formation is to die. A little cold light arrives first, and then the spear is like a dragon. Even if the enemy is outnumbered, I can still take the radio station leader's mobile phone from the army!”
…………
There were countless comments and many supporters, causing the usually quiet radio station's official website to suddenly become lively.
However, none of the leaders wanted to see this happen.
And this was only a letter of challenge!
The angry audience army would arrive soon!
(PS: After class, I've been writing. I finally finished writing these two chapters. There's still a class later, and I still have to study at night. Let's see if I can write another chapter.)
Who said that there was no need to attend classes after entering university? Damn it, the counselor was even more diligent than the homeroom teacher!
Looking at the class schedule, there were actually eight classes for three days, and he had to go to self-study every night. This was a f * cking old dog!
Then, I would like to reply to all the readers. The author doesn't want to lie to everyone. I only want to say what I can do.
Three chapters a day (No matter what, I will go to the internet cafe when there is a power outage. I will write these three chapters all night!)）
When there were few classes and nothing else important, he would try his best to add as much as possible to give readers a lot of updates.
The rest of the authors didn't dare to boast, but they promised that they would do what they said!
Then, the author's underling would shamelessly beg the readers to wrap it up. Flowers, review tickets, and the new book needed the care of the family.
Dear readers, I'm having a great time reading. The results of the book are not bad. I'm also motivated to write. I have to complain. I never thought that I could write so many words every day.
I believe that my improvement is inseparable from the support of my readers.
Finally, I would like to thank the readers for their generous 100 points.
The amount of tips didn't matter. The author's underling was very grateful to see the support of his readers.
I won't say more. I'll think about the plot in class and write 233333 after class.
I feel like I'm Sparta!)
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