Looking at the numbers on the report, Lisa Rong could not help but tremble."Second place, listerating of 3.12%. It's Zeng Xiaoxian's 'Your Moon, My Heart'.”
"First place: 'Midnight Ghost Story', listerating 3.93%."
The entire office was so silent that even a pin drop could be heard. Not a single sound could be heard.
3.93%？
This result was already a shocking achievement even in the era when the masses lacked entertainment activities and were happy to listen to the radio. Otherwise, the headquarters would not have spent so much effort to nurture Nuo Lan just because she had the potential to rise by 3%.
But today, Ling Fei had done it ahead of time. Before Nuo Lan broke the 3% threshold, he had used his identity as a guest to raise the listerating of "Your Moon, My Heart" to 3.12%. He had even raised his own program's "Midnight Ghost Stories" listerating to 3.93%, and it looked like it would break through to 4%.
"Ling Fei, I, Old Wang, have been a radio host for a long time. There aren't many people I admire. Nuo Lan was one of them, but now that I've compared myself to you, I finally know what kind of person is a true genius.”
Old Wang could not help but shake his head. He lamented that young people were really getting stronger with each generation.
After listening to the rankings, Ling Fei walked into the recording studio under everyone's compliments.
It had not officially started yet, but there were already countless people gathered outside the glass window. Some people even brought their own benches and stood on them to look at Ling Fei's live scene. They wanted to hear Ling Fei's live story.
An hour later.
Two hours passed.
Five hours.
Ten hours.
Fourteen hours.
From the morning onwards, he would stop to drink some water every time he recorded a program. After drinking, he would continue recording.
The sky began to darken gradually. The lights of the Wan clan began to light up, and the crescent moon hung in the sky.
"Is Ling Fei still recording?"
"Yeah, I'm convinced anyway. It's been fourteen hours since the off-script recording, and he hasn't stopped.”
"I can't deny it. The key is that my condition has always been at its peak. There has never been a repeat of the bad takes.”
In the live broadcast room.
Ling Fei had finished recording another episode of the program. He was about to go out to drink some water with an empty cup of water when the door opened before he could stand up.
Lisa Rong walked in with a worried expression. She looked at Ling Fei with a hint of horror in her eyes. He was really working too hard. Seeing that Ling Fei still wanted to continue recording, Lisa Rong, who was worried about Ling Fei's health, could not help but persuade him," Ling Fei, let's call it a day. Don't come for a while. Go back and rest well. The materials we have now are enough for next month."”
He took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already 10 p. m. He didn't feel anything when he was focused on recording, but now he suddenly felt a little hungry. When he heard that he had enough material, he wasn't in a hurry to continue recording. He nodded to show that he understood.
When Ling Fei returned to the apartment after dinner, Guan Gu Shenqi and his senior brother had already been waiting for a day.
"Let me introduce you. This is my senior brother Du Jun. People call him the Little White Dragon in the Waves.”
Guan Gu pulled Du Jun, who was sitting on the sofa, and introduced him.
Upon seeing Ling Fei return, Du Jun was so excited that he didn't even stutter anymore." Hello, Teacher Ling! I'm Du Jun. Please let me participate in the creation of this manga. I thought I was the best artist in China, but after seeing your drawing today, I realized that I was a frog at the bottom of a well.”
Speaking of which, Du Jun was not a simple character. Guan Gu Shenqi was the leader of the young manga artists in Japan, while Du Jun, who he had always admired, was the leader of the young generation in China. Moreover, his drawing skills were not inferior to Guan Gu Shenqi's.
Du Jun, who was originally planning to go to XJ to collect some folk songs, was pulled over by Guan Gu miraculously. When he saw Ling Fei's painting, he was immediately conquered.
Ling Fei nodded his head in satisfaction. China was a big country that never lacked capable people. Du Jun just lacked an outstanding story. This was also the reason why he went to collect stories from Ling Fei. But now, he saw an outstanding story from Ling Fei.
Although he had already recorded for 14 hours today, Ling Fei was not very tired. Now that everyone was here, his hands immediately started to itch." Let's go to the studio. We'll do it immediately!”
Du Jun and Guan Gu Shenqi both regarded manga as their favorite career in their lives. Without any nonsense, they immediately followed Ling Fei into the studio.
Usually, there were three people involved in manga.
One was the mangaka, one was the assistant, and the other was the editor. Most of the time, the storyline of a manga was not entirely based on the mangaka's ideas. The editor would intervene in the development of the storyline. It was because of the editor's intervention that Sekitani Miraculous's opinions did not match his ideas that he left Country R.
However, Ling Fei was the one who was responsible for this story, so Guan Gu didn't have to worry about it.
The three of them divided the work. Du Jun would lead the main drawing, Guan Gu Shenqi would assist in the completion, and Ling Fei would make the final revision and draft the final draft.
An hour later.
Two hours passed.
Three hours passed.
......
Ten hours.
It was another night of lights and stars, working all the way until dawn.
The morning sun shone into the studio through the hundreds of windows by the wall.
Ling Fei sat in front of the painting frame. The painting on the frame was beautifully modified by Ling Fei. It was as if it could jump out of the painting. Every mountain, river, grass, and tree had their own soul.
Ling Fei stretched his back and his body suddenly emitted a crackling sound. He turned his head and saw Guan Gu Shenqi and Du Jun's bloodshot eyes. He said," Let's call it a day. Go back and rest."”
Finally, this sentence came out. Guan Gu Shenqi and Du Jun could not help but heave a sigh of relief. Comics had always been a matter of energy. Many comics would only be updated once a week. From this, one could see how much energy was needed.
Of course, most of the time was used to think about the plot in his heart. Ling Fei had a complete storyline in his heart, so he could save most of the time. However, after working for ten hours without eating or drinking, they were already extremely tired. However, Ling Fei, who was the most energy-consuming, did not complain that he was tired, so the two of them did not dare to complain.
Now, they finally said that they were going to rest. The two of them nodded as if they had been relieved of a heavy burden." Then we'll go and rest first. Lingfei, you should go to sleep too."”
After tidying up, Ling Fei walked to his room. At this time, Zeng Xiaoxian was having breakfast.
"Hey, I just got back. What did you go for?”Zeng Xiaoxian said.
"I've been working in the studio ever since I came back.”Ling Fei replied.
"Okay, then go and rest." Zeng Xiaoxian said calmly.
When the door of Ling Fei's room was closed, Zeng Xiaoxian, who was eating halfway, was stunned. The bread that he hadn't swallowed fell out of his mouth.
Ling Fei had already worked for 14 hours in the radio station, and he had worked for another 10 hours after he came back?
How many hours were there in a day?
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