"There's nothing wrong with it, Li Mu. This is related to Tie Zhu's wedding. I can't let Hu Yifei mess around.”
Thinking about the wedding in the first episode of iPartment TV, Li Mu couldn't help but shake his head. Even if Zeng Xiaoxian went, it would still be a farce. However, seeing Zeng Xiaoxian's anxious look, Li Mu gritted his teeth and said,"Alright, I'll host your Moon and My Heart today, but what do I have to say specifically?”
"You can say anything, be it gossip, music, or jokes. As long as it doesn't violate the laws and regulations of the country, it's up to you! I'll go back first. A wedding must adhere to tradition.”
Li Mu returned to the broadcasting studio by himself. Zhu Di was still in a deep sleep. He was really the reincarnation of the God of Sleep.
Li Mu took out the broadcast records from the cabinet at the side and began to read them carefully. The more he read, the more sleepy he became. Playing music casually, chatting casually, answering calls and giving ideas casually, it would be a miracle if anyone would watch this show!
What should I broadcast tonight?
An ultimate problem troubled Li Mu. Time passed by bit by bit. At ten o'clock in the evening, Zhu Di, who had been sleeping soundly for an unknown period of time, got up and yawned.
"Li Mu, what time is it now?”
"At 10 o'clock in the evening, Teacher Zeng went back first.”
"If Teacher Zeng is gone, will there be no more broadcasts tonight? I can get off work now!”As he spoke, Zhu Di started packing.
"The broadcast tonight will continue."
Zhu Di put down the things in his hands and asked casually,""Hmm? If Teacher Zeng had left, who would be the host? Peter Zhu from the Sports Channel?”
"It's me."
Li Mu pointed at himself. Zhu Di looked shocked, but then there was nothing else. Zhu Di didn't think there was anything wrong with Li Mu hosting the show.
Zhu Di opened a cabinet near the door and took away the file folder. There were several bowls of instant noodles inside.
"Li Mu, do you want instant noodles?"
"Didn't the radio station rule that you can't eat in the broadcasting studio? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the leaders if you put instant noodles in the filing cabinet?”
"It's already ten o'clock at night. The leader has long gone home. Besides, what's wrong with working overtime in the middle of the night to eat instant noodles? As for the matter of me hiding instant noodles, the leader has never opened that cabinet since I started work.”
Come on, you just took a few documents and blocked them. Everyone could see them.
"Alright, you win."
"No one cares about our midnight slot. Do you want to eat instant noodles?”
"Forget it, I can't eat it. Enjoy it yourself.”
His mind was filled with the live broadcast, but he didn't feel hungry at all.
Ten minutes later, Zhu Di began to eat instant noodles. After eating the bowl of noodles, Zhu Di got up and walked around. He casually picked up a program script from who knows how many years ago and handed it to Li Mu."Let's follow this program and make any changes. If you're really too lazy to broadcast it, play music.”
After saying that, Zhu Di returned to her seat, bent down, and fell asleep again!
F * ck!
This was fine too.
The broadcast program entered the countdown. Zhu Di laughed and shook his head outside. Since he let me broadcast casually, I'll play big today. Li Mu searched in his mind for a while and looked at Zhu Di who was dizzy and sleepy outside with a sly smile. I'll scare you to death.
" Hello, everyone. Welcome to Your Moon My Heart. I'm today's substitute host, Li Mu. I'm sure everyone is unfamiliar with me, but it doesn't matter. People start off as strangers and slowly get familiar with each other. Today, I'm bringing you a special program, Your Moon My Heart, telling stories. This episode is about death notices..."
"October 19th, 2002, 15:40 p. m. A City…"
Zhu Di was wearing a headset, and Li Mu's voice, which sounded like a subwoof-cannon, slowly brought her into a mysterious world. What happened 18 years ago that turned a police genius full of justice into a cold killer? 18 years later, why did the new generation of Death Senators repeat the same life?
Mystery after mystery, danger after danger, in the world of the death notice, the world seemed to be covered in haze. Zhu Di listened to Li Mu's broadcast and her sleepiness disappeared. She knew that it was a story, but she became very flustered. It was late at night now, and she would look back at the door from time to time. She held her breath and listened to any small sound in the corridor, as if someone would really come to take her life.
After reading the words in his mind until his mouth was dry, the broadcast finally came to an end. Li Mu looked at the time and stopped the story. He said goodbye to the audience and then turned off the live broadcast.
" Phew, I'm so tired." Li Mu heaved a sigh of relief and drank a few mouthfuls of water. At this moment, he was tired and sleepy, so he lay down on the chair and fell asleep.
Seeing Li Mu close his eyes, Zhu Di quickly ran into the broadcasting studio and asked anxiously," Li Mu, aren't you going home?"
"I'm not going back. I'm tired. I want to sleep.”
"Go back and sleep. You'll catch a cold if you sleep here.”
"It's okay. I can resist the cold." As he spoke, Li Mu fell asleep.
"Don't sleep!"
Li Mu didn't respond. Zhu Di looked at the time. It was three in the morning. She didn't think much of going home at this time, but after hearing the death notice today, she didn't even have the courage to go to the toilet.
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