Forty minutes later.
After Zhang Yanhao finished reading a few interesting stories according to the script.
He noticed the director outside the broadcasting studio.
He knocked on the glass and made a phone call gesture.
Zhang Yanhao nodded.
He said with a smile on his face," Alright, that's all for today's 'After-Tea After-Meal'. It's almost coming to an end. As usual, let's leave the rest of the time to our listeners!”
"Next, let us answer the first call from the hot line!”
"Hello, my friend. I'm the handsome DJ, Zhang Xiaohao!”
Zhang Yanhao said in a voice that he thought was the most charming and unique.
In the end, just as he finished speaking.
On the other end of the phone, a middle-aged man cursed.
"Hey, don't talk to me like that. Let me ask you, isn't it Ye Bufan's Love Hotline? How did it become a cup of tea?"
"Ugh!"
Zhang Yanhao's expression changed.
"This friend, I'm really sorry. Yesterday's program's DJ, Ye Bufan, had already said on the program that the 'Love Hotline' has been withdrawn. In other words, from now on, at 4 PM, I will be bringing everyone a new program,'After Dinner.' I hope that everyone, old and new, can support me!”
"I support your sister. Damn it, I waited bitterly for an entire afternoon, and in the end, the show was really canceled by you guys? Bye bye!"
Beep beep beep!
Without waiting for Zhang Yanhao's reply.
The middle-aged man on the other end of the line hung up angrily.
Zhang Yanhao fell into embarrassment and anger.
He never expected that Ye Fan's fans would call him.
She looked at his exasperated expression.
Lin Qianqian, who was at the side, quickly comforted him and said,"Teacher Zhang, don't be angry. What kind of quality can a fan like Ye Fan have? How about this, you take a break first, and I'll answer the next call!”
Zhang Yanhao sat there moaning, his expression uncertain.
A moment later.
The second call came in.
Lin Qianqian used her sweet voice and said gently,"" Hello, friend. I'm your old friend, Lin Qianqian. May I ask…"
"Ask my ass. Let me ask you first. Why did you cancel 'Love Hotline'? Little Brother Bufan, was he fired by your radio station? Such a good program, are you all blind? Or are you deaf?"
"Forget it, I don't like to scold people. I'm just feeling unbalanced. Let's meet on the official website!”
Du du du…
The second call was hung up again.
This time, even Lin Qianqian was dumbfounded.
If it was any other time, the listeners who liked to listen to the Love Hotline would have to listen to it.
However, they were all her fans. Every time they called the hot line, they would talk to her non-stop.
Even if they urged him to hang up the phone, they couldn't bear to.
What was going on today?
Could it be that they had all eaten gunpowder?
Although she was very unhappy, she still had to continue to call him.
" Hello, I'm Lin Qianqian…"
"Sob, sob, sob, return my Big Brother Bufan. I want to hear a story. Otherwise, I won't let you off even if I become a ghost. I'll throw all of you up the mountain so that you won't be able to come back!”
"Uh…little sister!"
Du du du…
"What kind of bullsh * t radio station is this? Hurry up and close down. Without Ye Bufan, who would listen to your lousy program? Get lost!"
" Hmph, I wanted to hear about Brother Bufan's story. You guys are not honest. I wish your whole family…"
He connected a few more hotlines.
Without exception.
All of them cursed.
At this moment, even the station's leaders were alarmed.
Li Yonghua brought a few people with him and walked in with a dark expression.
"What happened? Just now, there were more than ten complaints from me? And what was with the hot line? They were all scolding the DJ and the show?”
"Who's the director? Why didn't they choose? You can pick up any phone call inside?"
When Li Yonghua walked in.
A series of curses came at him.
In the end, the director walked over with an aggrieved expression.
"Sir, I, I…I guarantee that those calls were all strictly screened. It's just that, after they were connected to the broadcasting studio, for some reason, they all turned into scolding!”
"If you want to blame someone, you can only blame them. These audiences are too cunning!”
Hearing this.
Li Yonghua's expression was uncertain.
At this moment.
The phone suddenly rang.
Li Yonghua took out his phone and looked at it. Cold sweat trickled down his back.
On the screen, the word 'Boss' was displayed.
Apparently, what happened here had spread to the city leaders.
Li Yonghua let out a long breath.
He calmed himself down and picked up the call.
In an instant, his expression turned from dark to bright as he smiled.
"Leader!"
"Hur hur, not bad, Old Li. Your radio station's program is popular again!”
A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"It's popular? No, I don't think so!" Li Yonghua said in surprise.
"That's right, it's indeed popular. However, it's not the show that's popular, but the listeners. Do you know that they're calling me now? They're complaining about the city radio station's fraud, deceiving the listeners, and playing with their feelings.”The other party said in a furious voice.
"What? This, this, this…Leader, listen to me. Our program…"
"Stop talking to me about your current program. What did I tell you yesterday? Where was Ye Fan? Where did you arrange it for me?"
"This…"
Li Yonghua was so anxious that his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
He couldn't even speak.
"I'm warning you for the last time. Wipe your butt clean, or else, you'll get lost!”
Beep beep beep…
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up.
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I beg for all your support!
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