The strongest cross-border host

Chapter 24 Attract!

When Lin Pingfan talked about this, his face suddenly straightened, as if he had changed into a different person, his whole face, expression and momentum changed.

Lin Pingfan entered the recording room, and under the crowd of these people, he did not appear to be stage fright, like a fish jumping into the sea. The unfamiliar environment for the first time did not make Lin Pingfan panic. Lin Pingfan continued to record The microphone said in a slightly deep voice: "Yinzi, tomb robbing is not about treating guests to dinner, making articles, or painting and embroidering. It can't be so delicate, so calm, gentle, and gentle. The technology of destruction..."

Lin Pingfan didn't read any manuscripts or anything, and he didn't make any marks. He just narrated his memories to the microphone and everyone present, "All these deeds must come from my grandfather's legacy. Starting from the next fragmented book "Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Fengshui Secret Technique", the second half of this fragmented book was forcibly torn out for some reason, leaving only the first volume of Fengshui Secret Technique, which described in the book , Mostly it is a unique secret technique such as interpreting the feng shui pattern of the tomb."

This passage reads as if it is just a straightforward statement, with a normal tone, as if it is no big deal, just an ordinary story.

It’s just that Wang Wendong realized something unusual. Could it be that this newcomer is going to complete the recording without script, or is it that this newcomer didn’t take it seriously at all and was just going through the motions, but after thinking about it, Wang Wendong still followed his Those things that I used to do often, I am here to pay attention to the host, and if there is something wrong, I will cut it off quickly. Simply put, it is a person who controls the field in the recording room, checking for omissions and filling in the gaps.

Lin Pingfan didn't care about other things, since he was determined to talk about this one, then simply point it out, what are you doing with so many vain brains.

Lin Pingfan continued to talk, and after finishing the previous introduction, he began to talk about the main text. This is the official beginning of the book, "Chapter 1, a man on white paper, my grandfather is Hu Guohua, and the ancestor of the Hu family was a rich man from ten miles and eight towns. In the most glorious period, he bought more than 40 houses connected by three hutongs in the city. During this period, some officials and businessmen also came out, donated the grain platform of the former Qing Dynasty, and helped the water transport. There is a folk saying: "Wealth cannot be rich. Three generations. "This is very reasonable. Even if there are mountains of gold and silver in the family, they can't stand the squandering of the prodigal children and grandchildren."

The beginning of the ordinary story does not make people feel so amazing, it can only be regarded as below average, and it is even less attractive than the copyrights of novels bought from the TV stations that Wang Wendong and Dong Feng know. The story is amazing, and it can only be said to be quite satisfactory, but it seems that I have never heard of this novel, and I don't know who wrote it.

What's more puzzling is that just now Lin Pingfan said that this is a story about tomb robbery. Is this a supernatural theme?Also, the beginning of this chapter is a little too plain, and who is the protagonist of this story, is this his grandfather?What kind of novel is this? I have never seen this type of novel before. Will it work?

You must know that a supernatural novel, or other types of novels, must pass the test of the market and readers. After all, real gold is not afraid of fire. Without this step, Lin Pingfan would never believe that this is a magical book.

However, this situation did not last long, because the story that Lin Pingfan said was now officially on the right track. When he talked about Hu Guohua, he made a paper woman pasted with white paper, and used watercolors to paint the eyebrows, eyes, nose, clothes and hair. At the time when they were all drawn and vivid, there seemed to be a strange atmosphere floating in the air, which made people want to find out what was going to happen next, but they knew in their hearts that the scene might be horrifying. People can't stop.

Everyone's attention was attracted by the story told by Lin Pingfan, and the female assistant shuddered unknowingly, as if she was completely immersed in the scene of the story and was deeply attracted by the story , the whole house seemed to be much colder.

The plot of the story became more and more compact. With the change of Lin Pingfan's speech speed and low tone, everyone present seemed to be immersed in the world of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" that Lin Pingfan told. As for the weird guy who is beautiful but is a paper-stitched man, and the weird thing that one of Hu Guohua's mouse friends brought him silver dollars every day to smoke opium together.

Dong Feng didn't have any other ideas at first. Although he also looked down on this newcomer, he was still taken aback when Lin Pingfan told this story, because he had been in the stage for a long time, and many people in the stage There is no one who can't listen, and those who can't even tell whether a story is good or bad have long since quit working here, so these people present all know the good and bad of a story.

But Dong Feng is the host of this. As a host, even if he is a substitute, he is exposed to these stories every day, and he still has the ability to distinguish. At the beginning, he was also in his own subjective assumptions. There is no market for this kind of tomb-robbing novel that I don’t know when it was created, and it never appeared on the market or on the radio station. But listening to it, Dong Feng felt that the pores on his body were shrinking. A chill seemed to emerge from Lin Pingfan's mouth. The story Lin Pingfan told caught Dong Feng's ears firmly!
How is this possible!
This story has never been heard in Dong Feng's ears, not even heard of it, such a novel should have the potential of a small fire, why haven't I heard it, could it be!
A somewhat frightening or even unbelievable guess echoed in Dong Feng's mind, Dong Feng shook his head, this is impossible, it would be great if he had this talent to write novels, why come here to be a newcomer, well, he must have known each other Which writer is he, otherwise the other guesses are too false, Dong Feng thinks he should have guessed right this time.

Seeing that Wang Wendong was also listening carefully to the story told by Lin Pingfan, and other staff members were doing the same, Dong Feng stopped thinking and started to listen carefully. After listening to the story, he couldn't stop, otherwise he wouldn't be able to pick up the story. It will be very uncomfortable if you get on it.

Lin Pingfan performed very well. Almost two chapters of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" were spoken by Lin Pingfan with his own unique feelings without any stumbling. Time passed very quickly, and the busy staff just now, Gradually, I was attracted to this story. Looking at the scene where no help was needed, I slowly stopped what I was doing and stood there listening to Lin Pingfan tell the story!

(End of this chapter)