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Chapter 7 Chicken Soup Isn't Like This

Before leaving, Li Zhi told Ding Yu not to forget that there will be a party tomorrow night. Ding Yu said that something happened temporarily and he would go later.

Before he got home, the phone ringtone rang. The classic ringtone made Ding Yu feel dazed. He picked it up and looked at the phone number starting with 139.

"Hey, is it Ding Yu?" After the call was turned on, Wen Li's voice came.

After Ding Yu bought his mobile phone card at noon, he told Liao Bisheng the number. It seemed that Wen Li asked Lao Liao for his mobile phone number.

"Yes, Sister Wen Li?" Ding Yu looked at the time on the phone screen and it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"Have you listened to my show?" Wen Li's voice was the same as her expression, and there was no trace of wind, rain or rain.

"Listen!" Ding Yu still felt Wen Li's strangeness, and his mood seemed a little depressed.

"What do you think? What did you think of?"

"What's the solution!" Ding Yu suddenly remembered that he wanted money to answer the phone. It took less than half an hour to finish talking about it. Ding Yu suddenly became nervous, "Let's meet and chat."

"Okay, there is a light cold drink room at the intersection of Nanwei Road and Qinghua Street. Come here." Wen Li hung up the phone after saying that.

Uncle, thanks to my brother eating a lot of mutton, if I go to the cold drinks hall in the middle of winter, this woman can really come up with it.

It was already 7:30 pm and I had to work hard to clean up the house tomorrow!

For Lao Liao's sake, Ding Yu gritted his teeth and hit a yellow Fukang taxi and headed straight to Weiwei's cold drinks hall.

Back then, taxis were already available in provincial capital cities like Huahe, and the price was actually similar to the price later, but judging from the salary level at that time, most people couldn't afford it.

A light cold drink room.

Men and women sat in pairs in scattered at various small tables, Wen Li sat in a corner, and the tables around her were empty.

The men who brought their female companions secretly looked at the beauty in white while the female companions were not paying attention. They were amazed. If they hadn't had a female companion, they would have surrounded her long ago.

The female companions seemed to have also seen this dangerous existence, and they all sat far away from Wen Li. If there was really no place, they had to sit across the table.

Wen Li was also helpless. The female boss of this cold drinks hall was her college classmate Gu Weiwei. She just came to chat with her in a bad mood. Now that the customer is coming, Gu Weiwei helped to greet the customer.

Dingling, the door hanging with the welcoming bell opened, a boy with a height of 1.8 meters and a calm face walked in. The black cotton jacket on the top was quite neat, and some dust was stuck on the black pants on the lower body. A pair of black cotton shoes became even worse, with a layer of floating gray on it.

"Hello!" Gu Weiwei went up to meet her.

"I'll look for..." The boy was about to speak, but he saw Wen Li in the corner. He pointed at Wen Li and walked over, leaving Gu Weiwei with a big mouth. Oh my God, when did we Wen Li date the boy alone?

Ding Yu didn't say nonsense, took off his cotton jacket and took his seat with the Big Malaysian Golden Knife, and directly talked to Wen Li about "True Emotional Words".

Wen Li heard Ding Yu's description and knew that he had listened to the program carefully. Ding Yu first talked about the topic of the program, thinking that Wen Li should be more talented and not too much. She needed to communicate with the audience more than she could selectively answer the phone.

"Why?"

"There are all love-breaking in the show every day, and I'm tired of listening."

“But we are a life service program”

"With so many people in the world who need services, can you manage it?"

Wen Li was silent.

Taking advantage of the two of them being pondered, Gu Weiwei came over happily, "Xiaoli, your friend!"

Wen Li was thinking, but didn't pay attention to Gu Weiwei's cute expression, and nodded with the trend.

Gu Weiwei grew up and quickly covered her hands again. She looked at Ding Yu carefully, "What are you drinking?" She is quite handsome, but she is wearing too sloppy and her shoes are covered with dust.

"Cappuccino! Uh, coffee." Ding Yu quickly corrected that the coffee in the cold drink room was only called "coffee", and Ding Yu remembered it.

Gu Weiwei was so shocked that she shook her body. Could it be that she was here to pry it? I just called to ask the experts of Beiyan today. The first thing she asked her to improve was coffee drinks. This expert said this several times.

Gu Weiwei went back to the bar to make coffee while thinking.

Wen Li recovered and said, "I understand what you said, but it's too late!"

"What's wrong?" Ding Yu looked at this cold beauty, with her melancholy eyes, which made her look so beautiful. Fortunately, Ding Yu had seen big scenes like underwear models, and his expression was still very calm.

"Our colleague Mengyao has successfully encouraged her. Master Wang said that there are two episodes of our program, and the listening rate does not meet the standard. We will give up the time period and the program will be suspended!"

Gu Weiwei happened to come over, holding a cup of coffee in her hand. When she heard the four words of the program pausing, she almost held the coffee on Ding Yu. Ding Yu was quick-eyed and quickly, and he put the coffee cup back in a tray.

"Two days are enough." Ding Yu took the coffee over and took a sip, resisted the heat of the hot mouth, and swallowed the coffee with his lips.

"Is there any way?" Wen Li asked subconsciously. Uncle Liao was right, let's take care of the dead.

"Three aspects: First, I just said that the program topics should be diversified, special, and gossiped."

"Second, your hosting style needs to change. You need to change in just one day, take your time. The change I mentioned is a challenge for you."

"Third, if you want to get support from the upper level, you will need it at least the last two issues!"

Wen Li nodded, "How to change?"

"You can't just pour chicken soup into your audience. They are confused about their feelings, and you don't have to do it."

"What should I do? Let the experts explain from a scientific perspective, this program is too hollow," Wen Li said inexplicably.

"You have to scold them!" Ding Yu saw that it was getting late, so he might as well say it earlier. Help Wen Li pass this through, and he will repay Lao Liao's favor.

"What are you talking about? Are you making a fool of yourself?" Wen Li's face darkened. This kid is really unreliable. "You think you are playing house, we are the media, how can we scold people!"

Ding Yu crossed his legs and shook his head, "This is the second difficulty, fortunately, you don't need to scold me at the beginning!" Ding Yu knew that just explaining was useless, and he had to use the ultimate move.

"Who? The guest host scolds? They are all people with strong and identities, can they open their mouths?"

"I can!" Ding Yu touched his chin habitually. He would touch his chin once he made up his mind in his previous life.

"You? Are you saying you want to be a guest?" Wen Li opened her mouth incredibly, and her little mouth was so tempting. Ding Yu was also drunk for a moment.

Ding Yu nodded, "I'll do a half-month show with you. I scold you for the first week; you start scolding you for the second week, and you will become a disciple in the third week!"

"What, this is!" Wen Li's outlook on life was about to be subverted. She now doubted whether Ding Yu was sent by Liao Bisheng to joke with her.

However, looking at Ding Yu's serious appearance, she still hesitated.

"Believe me once, even if there are only two episodes left, you won't regret it after finishing it! Remember! Tomorrow morning, you need to complete the first and third things." Ding Yu sincerely explained to Wen Li, and even he even explained to Wen Li about what kind of emotional issues he was.

Wen Li nodded in a daze at first, but later took out a notebook and notebook from her bag and wrote it down. As for the third thing, she sought support from the upper class. Wen Li decided to go home to talk to her father in the evening, and she also decided to do it.

The details were finalized and it was almost nine o'clock in the evening. Ding Yu quickly stood up and left. The young lady could handle such a thing as paying.

Wen Li didn't pay the bill and nodded at Gu Weiwei, "Vivi, I'm leaving!"

Gu Weiwei's gossipy heart could no longer be able to bear it. She hurriedly came over and said a few words in Wen Li's ear. Wen Li looked at the tall back in front, and her face turned red inexplicably. Gu Weiwei couldn't believe who Miss Wen had blushed for!

Without saying much, Wen Li chased out of the cold drink hall, "Why are you going back?" Wen Li's voice was still dull, but the cold wind did not make her voice cold.

"Take a taxi." Ding Yu turned his head and looked at Wen Li.

"Don't give it to me?" Wen Li paused, "I, I'm afraid of the dark!"

Ding Yu suddenly realized, why didn’t he carry this string in his head now? According to his true mental age, the two were still 15 years apart. Wen Li was only 23 years old, so it was not safe for a girl to go home by herself.

He stopped a taxi, and Ding Yu opened the door and asked Wen Li to get into the back seat. Ding Yu sat in the passenger seat, looking like a good baby.

When we arrived near Wen Li's house, we walked through a dark path. Neither of us spoke. Wen Li's short heels and leather boots came out. The sound of Gada's Gada came from afar.

"I'm here, believe me once. Bye bye." Ding Yu said and turned around and left.

Wen Li looked at her back as she was away, bit her lower lip with her teeth, opened the door and entered the room.
Chapter completed!
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