Chapter 197: Moisturizing Zhou Xuan's throat and some opinions on the construction of radio stations.

"Today's Voice of the North is broadcast here for you, thank you for listening."

"Have a good life everyone."

Inside the Harbin Oriental Pearl Signal Tower, Zhou Xuan ended today's broadcast, put down the heavy old-fashioned soundproof headphones on his head, picked up the water cup on the table and drank a sip of water.

Then swallow slowly in three parts.

This cup is not ordinary water, but pear soup boiled with several throat moisturizers.

Although Zhou Xuan is recognized by the world as a hundred spirit golden voice, no matter how good things are, they must be maintained, this is the secret recipe she learned from Liyuan's predecessors, and the most important thing is to maintain her throat.

At the end of the day's work, she was as happy as a small white-collar worker who left work in the later life.

"Where are you going to eat today?"

"Maozi's amorous street over there? Or go to eat at the newly opened snack shop on Workers' Road? "

Since the radio factory began to produce radios, Zhou Xuan, the radio anchor + station manager, began to work in the signal tower every day.

However, her work is not tiring, and she only broadcasts current affairs news three times a day.

As for the other crosstalk, commentary, and northeast duo transfer.

Zhang Xueming arranged the work for her, she just ordered the staff to arrange daily recordings.

In this era, the phonograph has long been invented, and it can be played repeatedly after recording.

The most convenient.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but chuckle at the corner of his mouth: "I don't know what Xueming thinks, but he actually played two 697 people on the radio." "

In her understanding, these people who listen to the radio are civilized people, and they should broadcast more advanced things.

Such as the symphony of foreigners, piano music.

This northeast duo turn is the folk tune of the northeast, which is full of a large number of yellow cavity meat segments, acrobatic play, it is reasonable to say that it is difficult to enter the hall of elegance.

But the young marshal didn't care.

It also says that "art should serve the public!" "

"Hmph! This radio is a 300 circle! I'll ask you, the young handsome, which public can afford it? "

Just as Zhou Xuan was complaining with his mouth upturned, he suddenly saw a shadow blocking in front of him.

"Comrade Zhou Xuan, saying bad things about people behind your back is not a good person!"

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Oops!

"Why are you here!"

Zhang Xueming smiled and shook a handful of flowers in his hand.

"Your voice of the north has been on the air for a week, and my husband, naturally, wants to congratulate you and brush a big rocket for you!"

"Unexpectedly, I waited outside your studio for half an hour!"

"As soon as I opened the door, I heard you talking about me behind my back!"

For a moment, Zhou Xuan only felt a red face, and she didn't expect that she was so indiscriminate that she was actually heard by the right lord.

However, what does this brush a big rocket mean?

Just as she was wondering, Zhang Xueming had already pushed her gently and returned to the studio.

You know, in order to record clearly, this studio is equipped with a large amount of sound insulation cotton.

"What are you going to do!"

Zhang Xueming looked around, and then stared at the cup of pear water on the table.

He patted Zhou Xuan's Dapu Valley.

"Go! Come over with a sip of water! "

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"I'll brush a big rocket for you, and you have to brush a big rocket for me!"

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An hour later.

Harbin Tadaos Western Restaurant, as a Caucasian specialty restaurant founded in 1901, originally did not accept Xia Guo people.

However, since the night of the blood prison, the owner of this house suddenly became particularly obedient, not only began to receive Xia Guo, but also did not dare to snub in the slightest.

For example, the dish in front of you.

Milk salad, smoked lamb chops with fruit wood, and creamy mushroom soup are all made by the chef.

It can be said that it is fragrant.

If it was normal, Zhou Xuan would definitely eat happily.

But now.

"Why don't you eat it!"

"Don't you know yet?" Zhou Xuan rolled his eyes: "My cheeks hurt!" "

Instead, Zhang Xueming smiled slightly.

"If you say that, I won't leave in the evening!"

Zhou Xuan immediately twisted for a while.

This Cai Xiu said: "If you don't go, you won't go, and I'm afraid of you!" "

The next moment, she saw Zhang Xueming push over a small box.

"This is for you!"

Open it and take a look. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

It was a necklace with a small flip cover and a photo of the two people inside.

Zhou Xuan knew that this was some time ago.

Zhang Xueming pulled everyone to shoot together.

In addition to this group photo, there are other weird group photos.

However, when I saw the smiling faces of the two people in this photo.

Zhou Xuan still felt full of happiness, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

The status of the woman in this year is extremely low, and she is not comparable to the little fairy of the later life!

When it was really a surprise to give a little (abff), I was moved to cry.

"Hey! What are you crying about! Zhang Xueming couldn't see a woman crying the most, he raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of Zhou Xuan's eyes, and then took out a diamond ring and put it on Zhou Xuan's wedding finger.

"Hard work this afternoon!"

"You're going to die!" Zhou Xuan felt like he was going to cry angrily: "How can you thank people so much!" "

"You're going to work you every night!"

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Midnight, three o'clock.

The two lay in Zhou Xuan's rest room in the signal tower and couldn't sleep.

"Xianggong, the first time I became a radio director, I still don't know how to work, or you teach me!"

At this moment, Zhou Xuan was a bird.

Instead, Zhang Xueming smiled.

"No need to do anything, we are the first radio station in the entire Daxia Dynasty, as long as someone turns on the radio, they can hear our voice!"

"Moreover, because there are no other competitors, to be honest, even if you talk about your parents on the radio every day, someone will listen to them!"

Just like the TV stations of later generations, because the number of stations is small.

It was really an advertisement mixed with a TV series, and Rao was so, and those who watched TV still watched the advertisement with relish.

Because I don't have a choice!

Just this one entertainment project.

It's not like in the later days, when everyone had a mobile phone and was free to choose what they wanted to see.

In the countryside before, it was really dozens or hundreds of people watching TV in the yard!

But....

Today, Zhou Xuan's words woke up Zhang Xueming, because this radio is a high-tech product, the price is extremely high, and few ordinary people can really afford it.

"This is not okay, according to the system prompt: the Oriental Pearl Signal Tower will make the family's diplomacy +500%, and the policy transmission speed +100%!"

"This is simply the sounding board of the will of the state, and no one listens to it!"

Tomorrow, I have to inspect the radio factory again and invest more resources.

On the one hand, the production capacity of radios will be expanded and prices reduced.

The other side.

For example, in Jingshi, Modu, Wuhan and other places, it is better to directly open some tea houses and restaurants.

These places can both serve as stations for the Central Kotter underground intelligence station.

You can also install a radio to spread the voice of the north throughout Daxia.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xueming put Zhou Xuan on the latch, and said: "If you really want to do a good job in the radio, there are actually many forms, such as playing songs recorded by singers and interviewing model workers in various factories!" "

"Of course, the common people still listen to the play."

"Don't just stick to the northeast realm, didn't I give you 100,000 oceans of operating expenses, you sent people to Tianjin and Jingshi, which are the hometown of quyi."

"Find a few crosstalk masters, Jingyun big drums, Allegro single-string masters to come over, and let them have some traditional music art!"

"No matter how bad it is, you find your sister Gu, and when she gives birth, she will come to give you a handle and sing Peking Opera!"

The more Zhang Xueming spoke, the faster Zhou Xuan was already trembling.

She trembled: "You stop and say, you like this.... I can't listen to it! "

Zhang Xueming smiled.

"Let's just go at this speed!"

"If you can't listen to it, you can figure it out yourself!"

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