Chapter 8 (1/2)
Time passed quickly, and it was eleven o'clock in the evening. It's almost live time again.
Lao Liu and the staff in the group are making preparations early.
Lao Liu is sitting in the studio looking at the manuscript.
At eleven twenty-five, the program is in final preparation.
All staff are in position. Noctiluca followed Chang Wu, wearing earphones, looking at Lao Liu through the glass wall, waiting for the program to start.
All of a sudden, Lao Liu, who was holding the manuscript for final collation and verification, was holding the manuscript in his hand and covering his stomach. The pain became shrimps.
”Miss Liu. Miss Liu, what's the matter with you? ” The sound insulation effect of the broadcasting room is very good. The attendant asked through the microphone.
Lao Liu endured the pain, made a gesture, the group staff rushed into the studio.
Ma Tao, Lao Liu's assistant, helped Lao Liu up and asked with concern, ”Miss Liu, how are you?”
Lao Liu's sore lips turned white and could not speak. Luminous also rushed forward to help Lao Liu.
”Come on, call an ambulance.” Ma Tao yelled.
”No!” Luminous said, ”it takes a lot of time to call an ambulance back and forth. I'll take Mr. Liu to the hospital directly.”
”Good!” Ma Tao nodded.
”Well, what about today's program...” a female staff member said timidly.
Yes, the program is about to start. The host suddenly has a problem at this juncture. What about the program?
”Call Xu Rui and let him do it.” Ma Tao said.
”It started in three minutes. Xu Rui can't fly even if he has wings.” A staff member said.
”Let him go.” Lao Li bit his teeth, forced to endure the pain, pointed to the light of night and said, ”let... Night... Go up.”
People looked at the night light with some surprise.
Let the night light shine? He's only been here a few days. Can he make it?
Luminous was also a little surprised, and said: ”Miss Liu, I'm not very good...”
Lao Liu opened his mouth and wanted to say something. He was really suffering from abdominal pain. His lips trembled and didn't say it. He bit his teeth and finally jumped out two words: ”you... Go!”
”All right!” Ma Tao cried, ”Xiao Ye, teacher Liu asked you to go up and read the manuscript. No problem!”
”OK, I'll go.” Up to now, there is no other way, night light had to answer.
”Lao Wang, I'll take Mr. Liu to the hospital. Look at that!” Ma Tao is facing the old king of field affairs. With that, he and another staff helped Mr. Liu go.
”Xiaoye, you can do it. Don't worry. Just read the manuscript. I will control the audio and equipment for you.” Wang said. ”All of you are in your places. The live broadcast will start soon. ”
The staff all quickly ran back to their posts and were in their places.
The live time is approaching, and there is a heavy atmosphere inside and outside the live room.
Luminous sat in the position of the host. Put on headphones. Cough twice, clear throat. Then it was found that...
the horizontal trough. Where's the manuscript?!
Where is the manuscript? Lao Liu has been dragging the manuscript. Everyone has been concerned about the issue of who Lao Liu is going on the show with, forgetting the manuscript Lao Liu is holding.
What can we do?
”Ding, task release: good adaptability is the necessary ability of the host. Please solve the current live broadcast crisis. In order to make the host have a better live broadcast experience, the system has improved the difficulty of this live broadcast. Mission punishment: three days of serious illness. ”
The trough!
What's the matter with the system jumping out at this time? What's the matter with luminous's depression and how to improve the difficulty of live broadcasting? How come there's no more explanation? Hello!
There's no time to think about anything else. The countdown has already started. Stick to it!
”Countdown, five, four, three, two, start”
live broadcast starts.
”The world is really small and small, like a turn around, you don't know who you will meet; the world is really big and big, like a turn around, you don't know who will disappear
starry tonight, at this moment, you are missing who, or, you are meeting who, what kind of story is starting or ending.
Good story for you.
Hello, everyone. This is JX radio's late night story meeting. I'm the host of today's night light. ”
There are not many late night audiences, but some people still listen to it. Some people like Lao Liu's late night story show and listen to it on time every night.
”Well, how did you change people. What about August 1? ”
”Sounds like a young man. Can he tell a good story?”
”Wow, that's a good voice.”
”Gunduzi, I don't know what host to change. Hum! I won't listen. ”
The outside audience has been talking about it, of course, the night light does not know about it.
The night light calms the mind. He lowered his voice.”Today, the story Xiao Ye told you is called” the ghost blows the lamp! ”
”Brother Wang, no, it's not like this.” Luo Zhiyuan, a Flathead male editor beside Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang said. He is responsible for the typesetting of today's manuscript, so he has some impression on the content of the manuscript.