My system can be changed

Ahem, Lin Haoyu said, how could he peek at a female classmate's internal affairs!
"I'm still very virtuous. Although they were all cute little-toothed loli at the time, I just looked at them."

Lin Haoyu chuckled, recalling the funny things in his childhood, he felt that he was far away from his dream of becoming a star, as if it was really a dream.

Jian Yang didn't let Lin Haoyu continue to recite, and directly pulled him to sign the first host contract in his life on the spot:

"Lin Haoyu, you performed outstandingly in this interview, so after comprehensive consideration in many aspects, we decided to hire you as the host of our city's radio station."

Putting down the contract, Lin Haoyu looked up at Jian Yang seriously, frowned and asked:

"What time period program can I be given? If it is late at night, I may not be able to guarantee the ratings of the program."

After all, the radio station in this time and space has already declined, and it is simply not comparable to the spread of computer self-media and TV stations.

Not to mention the desperate time period of the late night time period, even if a celebrity from CCTV comes over, it cannot guarantee that some satellite TV Spring Festival Gala in the middle of the night will have enough ratings and traffic popularity.

Jian Yang's expression was slightly stiff, and he was stunned for a long time before he chuckled and said:
"Actually, you don't know. Among our radio host programs, the late-night program is considered to be the time with the highest listening rate besides the morning and evening peaks."

The radio station is different from the television station, and although the place Lin Haoyu came to is called the City Television Station, in fact, due to various reasons, there is basically no difference between whether there is television here or not.

Lin Haoyu smiled, shook his head and said:

"Isn't there still a morning and evening peak? If you can give me an hour of evening peak every week, I can guarantee that the audience rate will reach more than 3%."

The business of radio stations in this era is really difficult to do. Whether it is the pressing force of television, or the threat of the recent emergence of mobile network mobile phones, things like radio stations have become a thing of the past.

However, Lin Haoyu is not afraid, he has a powerful fortune system as his backer, as long as he doesn't take the initiative to die, he usually can't die even if he wants to.

"Three percent, Lin Haoyu, you should know what you're talking about."

He frowned at first, and then he was also amused. With a sneer, he took out another piece of paper from the side.

"Right now, our radio station's highest listening rate in the evening peak is only two percent. If a late-night program reaches three points, if nothing else, I'll be the deputy director of the station for you!"

Jian Yang patted his chest swearingly, and there was no need to deliberately observe the lack of confidence on his face.

Lin Haoyu scanned the piece of paper carefully, on which was written the program schedule of their radio station.There are still vacancies, that is, from ten o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning.

"Only late at night?"

"Yes, only in the middle of the night, we are thinking of finding a late-night host because of the scheduling problem of the host."

Seeing Lin Haoyu sign his name on the contract with a swipe of a pen, Jian Yang raised his brows immediately, stood up hastily, and said with a smile:
"Welcome, Lin Haoyu!"

He shook hands with Jian Yang symbolically, but Lin Haoyu lacked interest in his heart. The late-night show, which is recognized as the time of emotional radio stations in the whole of China, he can't be a sinner who "stirs up family conflicts", right?
In this regard, Lin Haoyu was a little helpless, but he had to accept this reality.

Along with another examiner, Xie Chengyun, Lin Haoyu came to his special place for work.

"Crench!"

The old door hinged open, Xie Chengyun showed a look of disgust on his face, and a disgusting and stale smell came out.

"Fuck, this damn place has probably not been opened for more than ten years!"

Even Lin Haoyu, who covered his mouth and nose in time, was still miserable, and silently exited the room with disgust in his eyes.

"I can guarantee that this place was definitely a garbage room before, and it was still garbage in [-]."

Looking at the dusty desk and chair, and a cabinet with a speechless face, there are no cobwebs, but the smell is really unpleasant.

"This will be your office from now on. Although the No. [-] recording studio next to it has been abandoned for two or three years, Director Jian Yang values ​​you and decided to make it your dedicated studio."

Xie Chengyun wiped the sweat from his nose, smiled awkwardly, and closed the office door.

"Thank you very much then."

Lin Haoyu smiled slightly and didn't react much, but he did have a few words that MMP wanted to say in his heart.

What a mess!
If it weren't for Jian Yang's conscience, Lin Haoyu would have slammed the door and left. After all, with the system in his body, he would not be what he used to be.

"Then, do you have anything else to do?"

"By the way, Mr. Lin, starting tomorrow, your show will be on stage, so you must come up with the plan before today."

Bringing Lin Haoyu here, his task is considered complete, so Xie Chengyun is also ready to leave.

"The office that has been abandoned for ten years is now used directly for a newcomer. It seems that Jian Yang really spent a lot of money."

While walking on the road, Xie Chengyun slammed his mouth, thinking carefully about the power of the two deputy directors, wondering whether he should report to Kang Biqin who had a sprained ankle.

After struggling again and again, Xie Chengyun finally decided not to go and remained neutral.

It turned out to be a smart decision, and in the end even saved his job as a veteran host.

As soon as Xie Chengyun left, Lin Haoyu began to lose his composure and wandered around the door of the office.

"The office is basically the same whether it is given or not, and I don't know if the studio will be as messy as it is."

After secretly complaining, Lin Haoyu came to his exclusive No. [-] studio, but Lin Haoyu realized that he might have made a big mistake:

Studio No. [-] is still quite clean. Although it has been abandoned for many years, someone will come to clean it regularly.

Moreover, studio No. [-] is actually next to the application room, and studio No. [-] and studio No. [-] are next to it. However, in comparison, studio No. [-] looks very shabby and simple.

"It's pretty clean."

Lin Haoyu turned on the light, walked into studio No. [-], and wandered around for a while.

The equipment is all old models ten years ago, and the recording effect can at most reach the appearance of the album of Hong Kong and Taiwan singers ten years ago, even a Motorola can kill this kind of sound quality in seconds.

"Antiques, I don't know how much you can buy them for."

This is simply amusing, what about the exclusive recording studio?There is no difference between these antique facilities and not giving them, right?
Tsk tut shook his head, and after listening to the sound quality of the recording, Lin Haoyu was instantly convinced.

"This is embarrassing my little pig, Lin Haoyu! This sound quality is simply..."

And at least Piggy Peggy is still a rich second generation, he is not even a rich one hundred and eighth generation
Lin Haoyu felt hehe in his heart, but he still turned on the recording device non-stop, and quickly took out a manuscript and pen from the side, and began to write vigorously.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task: apply for the host. Get a mysterious reward, broadcasting skill book (introductory)*5!"

At this moment, a reminder sounded, and Lin Haoyu's tense nerves were relieved.

"Phew, system, I thought that after loading the file, the task would automatically expire."

Grinning, Lin Haoyu sat up excitedly from the back of the chair, his face flushed and his eyes wide open, looking at the star fortune system panel that only he could see.

However, what the hell is this mysterious reward?

Broadcasting skills book?And it's just an entry level. Although there are five books, what's the use?

Curling his lips in disdain, and raising his head arrogantly, Lin Haoyu slapped the table and stood up, frowned, and said coldly:

"System, what do you mean? In the last lottery draw, it's fine if you win once out of three times. What kind of reward did you give me this time!"

snort!Lin Haoyu, who regards money as dung, is contemptuous in his heart. His own system is really stingy. As a system, it should reward the host with [-] million RMB, a Maserati or something!
No matter how bad it is, a villa is always fine!