It was a pitch-black night sky outside the unit.
It was past 11 PM, and there was less than half an hour left before the live broadcast at midnight!
"Not done yet?"
"Leader, I really can't find him!"
"Even if you can't find it, you still have to find it! Look at the time! "
"Yes, then, then I will try again, I will do my best!"
There were many people working overtime in the office area. More than ten people were busy putting out the fire. If one were to use an idiom to describe it, it would be — — a big pot of millet porridge!
"Leader." Tian Bin said carefully.
Zhao Guozhou waved his hand. "Go to the live broadcast room and wait!"
Li Si ran back from outside. "It's still not working. I've asked about a dozen supernatural novels one by one. The audio rights have all been sold to other websites or radio stations. I've also contacted the Beihe Province radio station to collaborate with them on broadcasting the novels, but they didn't agree. There are also some more ordinary horror novels, but time is too tight. I can't contact anyone at all. Some of them don't even have contact details."
Zhao Guozhou slammed the table. "Not a single book?"
Li Si said bitterly, "Now that supernatural novels are in high demand and the market has just formed, there are basically only a dozen or so mature novels. All the major local radio stations are fighting for them."
An editor said, "In the worst case scenario, we can only stop airing for one or two episodes. We'll buy the copyright in the next two days and wait for the contract to be finalized before airing again."
Zhao Guozhou said fiercely, "This program has been running for five years and has never stopped broadcasting. Now that it's stopped, who's going to take responsibility? Besides, a few days ago, the station's program advertisements had already been released. Our channel's three stations had been promoting today's "Late-night Ghost Stories" novel for three consecutive days. Who doesn't know that the most important day of a novel is the first day? Although no one knew what the broadcast was about, with such a wide range of publicity, there were at least four or five times more listeners waiting in front of the broadcast. Stop the broadcast? Why don't you go and say something? Today's program had to be broadcast, even if it wasn't. Hurry up and get in touch! I don't believe that I can't even sign a single supernatural novel! "
Thinking that "Recalling Spirits" was currently the hottest supernatural story, the station naturally wanted to strike while the iron was hot to promote it. However, they never expected that this large-scale promotion would now become their lifeline!
Tian Bin whispered, "If we really can't make it in time, then …"
Zhao Guozhou shouted, "We have to go even if we can't! You're the one who caused the trouble, so clean up after yourself! "
Tian Bin did not dare to make a sound. His forehead was covered in sweat. Who would have known that there would be such a coincidence? If he had not tripped over the lid of the lunch box, he would not have closed Vice-President Li's message window, and he would not have sent the wrong reply. If he had not been knocked down by a colleague who had brushed past him, he would not have clicked on the wrong name. If the light bulb had not exploded and he was not knocked down by Li Si, he would not have pressed the send button. Tian Bin had never made such a mistake in his life. However, with so many coincidences happening together, Tian Bin found it too strange! Now that the program was facing a major incident, Tian Bin might have to face a series of punishments. He did not know how he had offended the Heavens to play with him like this? Tian Bin looked at Zhang Ye as if he had seen a ghost. Ever since he quarreled with Zhang Ye, he had been down on his luck!
…
Just before midnight.
In the fifth broadcast room.
This was the Literature Channel's dedicated live broadcast studio. It was well-equipped.
Zhang Ye and a staff member came in to test the equipment. The staff member tested the earpiece while Zhang Ye tested the audio. There were still ten minutes left, and the live broadcast had entered its countdown. Without the novel's authorization, there was no way to do this live broadcast. What could he say? This was not a talk show where one could just talk about family trivia. This was a segment about ghost stories. Everyone turned on the radio at night just to listen to this. It would not do if there was no real story.
Opposite the live broadcast room was a transparent glass. There was a soundproof room on the other side. It was usually the position of the telephone editor. After he was done, Zhang Ye went over. Zhao Guozhou, Tian Bin and company also entered.
A female assistant reminded, "There's still three minutes."
Zhao Guozhou said to Tian Bin, "Go on!"
Tian Bin's intestines turned green, "Leader, how, how do I go on? I can't say it without a story!"
Zhao Guozhou was also facing great pressure. He roared, "Do you think I don't know you can't say it without a story!? But what do we do now? Ah! Tell me what to do! "He pointed to the live broadcast room," Hurry up and go on! The program's duration is an hour! Even if you want to fool them, you have to fool them! "
"An hour. There's no way to fool them." Tian Bin refused to go.
The other colleagues also looked at each other. Now that things had come to this, there was no other way!
The female assistant looked at the time, "There's still one minute. Fifty-nine seconds … Fifty-eight seconds …"
Wang Xiaomei was the Arts Channel's number one sister, and also the station's backbone. She had also stayed behind. Seeing that Tian Bin did not even dare to go to his seat, she reprimanded him, "Hurry up! If you don't even go on the program, then it won't just be a broadcast accident! Think carefully! "
A Arts Channel's junior Leader also said, "Let's go up first!"
Tian Bin still did not move. His expression was miserable!
The female assistant quickly reported the time, "There's still ten seconds … Nine seconds …"
At this moment, Zhang Ye suddenly gritted his teeth and made a decision. You can't do it? If you can't do it, I can! Wasn't he worried about not having a program to go on? Wasn't this also an opportunity for him!? No novel authorization for them? Zhang Ye remembered that the tomb raiding novels in his memories did not exist in this world! Although he did not know if the novels from his world would work in this world, he could at least give it a try! After taking a long, deep breath, his expression turned serious. His entire demeanor changed. As the female assistant counted down, Zhang Ye strode into the live broadcast studio. He sat down and pushed the button that controlled his volume. He also wore his headphones.
Everyone was dumbfounded!
"Little Zhang!"
"What are you doing?"
"Why did you go up?"
No one understood what Zhang Ye was doing. How was he going to do a program without a single word of a novel script? How was he going to do a live broadcast? Was there even a need to snatch it?
Only Tian Bin heaved a sigh of relief. He even felt lucky.
Three seconds, two seconds, one second. The live broadcast began!
Now that things had come to this, no one could pull Zhang Ye out of it. Zhao Guozhou and many others had their hearts in their throats. Zhang Ye was a newcomer who had only been here for a few days. How was he going to resolve such a huge problem with the channel's program? He might even make an even bigger mistake!
Leaving it up to fate, Zhao Guozhou and company had given up!
Zhang Ye's expression was calm, or it could be said that he was a little excited. He said lightly, "Hello everyone. This is the 'Late-night Ghost Stories' program. I am today's DJ, Zhang Ye. The previous novel has come to an end amidst everyone's praises. Today, we will welcome a new work, 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'!"
Ghost Blows Out the Light?
What was that?
Zhao Guozhou and company were stunned!
Zhang Ye adjusted his tone and used a deep voice to say, "Introduction, grave robbing is not treating people to a meal, or writing essays, or embroidery. It cannot be so exquisite, so unruffled, so refined, so gentle, respectful, and thrifty. Grave robbing is a skill, a skill that carries out destruction …" Zhang Ye was unhurried as he said, "All these stories have to be told from a remnant book left behind by my grandfather, 'Sixteen Characters Yin-Yang Geomancy'. The second half of this remnant book had been forcibly torn away by someone for some unknown reason, leaving behind only the first half of the book. What is described in the book is mostly a unique technique to decipher the Geomancy of a tomb." The words were very calm, and so was the tone.
The reason why Zhang Ye had chosen this novel was firstly because "Ghost Blows Out the Light" did not exist in this world. Secondly, this book was too popular. Be it the sales or the response, it was one of the best in Zhang Ye's previous world. Not to mention the other supernatural novels, it was even far ahead of the mainstream romance novels of that time. Thirdly, it was also because he had practiced reciting without a script for a period of time. He had used this book, so he could recite most of the contents of the book verbatim. Even if there were some mistakes, there would not be too many, so it would not affect the plot.
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