Not to blame

One hour before the evening self-study is the broadcasting time. Chen Yucheng didn't go to dinner, but was listening to music with headphones plugged in in the reference room. Fu Ling knocked on the door and came in: "Chen Yucheng, can you broadcast an episode of 'Dream Eye' tonight? The end of the second year of high school During the self-study exam, Yinan and Zhao Yang went to move the desk."

"Okay." Chen Yucheng took off the earphones, and Fu Ling brought in another girl, "This is Song Shucan, she will be in charge of the deployment of the studio, and will broadcast with you. I sent today's manuscript to the computer desktop in the next room, you guys Print it out and get familiar with it, starting on time at six o'clock."

The campus evening self-study broadcast is divided into three parts, Dream Eye, Dream Heart, and Dream Window.Mengzhiyan broadcasts Chinese and foreign news, Mengzhixin reads manuscripts submitted by the school, and Mengzhichuang reads excerpts of famous works or excellent compositions.Most of Chen Yucheng's school broadcasting fell asleep, and he was caught by the principal a few times and carried out for single training.He went to the next door with Song Shucan. Song Shucan was a sweet girl. At first glance, she didn't look like a hard-working senior high school student, but more like a junior high school girl.She seemed to be a little afraid of Chen Yucheng, so she didn't talk to him for a long time, until the manuscript was printed and Chen Yucheng got it in his hands——

"Damn it, what the hell is this?" Chen Yucheng raised his eyebrows, "Song...Song Shucan, right? This is all messed up, and there is a time limit to finish reading it?"

"Every issue of Dream Eye is like this. You have to read the news very quickly, and one man, one woman, and one sentence..." Song Shucan's voice was not too loud, and he sounded a little timid, "Dream Heart also has to divide the work and finish reading. Short comments on the fly. But we can write a reply on the script beforehand and read it!"

No wonder Chen Yucheng made a fuss, it was completely different from the manuscripts he saw at noon, especially those few Dream Hearts, which were almost all about him, all kinds of weird things.

When Chen Yucheng thought that he had to read these things and answer them, he was at the head of two.

"Did you have no manuscripts to choose?" Chen Yucheng frowned, "If you read this stuff, you are shameless and I will be shameless. Are there any rules in the school broadcast?"

"Sister Fu is also in a dilemma. □□□% of the Dream Hearts who came today are like this, we can't just pick others..." Song Shucan's voice became smaller and smaller, and Chen Yucheng waved his hand: "Okay, I see, it’s none of your business, you go get the equipment, I’ll take a look first.” After speaking, he remembered something, “Oh no, who read the Window of Dreams?”

"Sorry, I'm late!"

Chen Kuangcheng looked at the door, yo ho, Mo Xinxu.Mo Xinxu was also surprised when he saw Chen Yucheng, he paused before walking in, "You two are broadcasting today? Where are Zhou Yinan and Zhao Yang?"

"The second year of high school exam, I moved the table for the girl in the liberal arts class." Chen Yucheng said, weighing the manuscript in his hand, "Look at this, look at this. Are you all crazy, huh?"

Mo Xinxu took it in puzzlement, looked down, and laughed out loud after looking at it. "Hahahahahahahaha... Thank you for your hard work..."

"You're still laughing!" Chen Yucheng made a ferocious expression, and after a while he laughed first: "Damn, I want to laugh too when you smile..."

"It's Beijing time now, sixteen o'clock sharp."

"Voice of the campus, start now."

"I'm today's broadcaster, Chen Yucheng, Class One, Senior Three."

"I'm today's announcer, Song Shucan from Class 32 of Senior High School."

"Next, I will broadcast today's Dream Eye—big news."

"Yesterday, the No.19 National Congress of the Chinese gc party was held in Beijing, attracting much attention and sparking heated discussions."

"The conference spoke highly of the work of the No.18 Central Committee, and put forward the scientific judgment that 'socialism with Chinese characteristics has entered a new era'."

"..."

Mo Xin made an OK gesture to Chen Yucheng, and winked at him.

"The next broadcast is Dream Heart—I want to say."

Song Shucan turned his head and looked at Chen Yucheng expectantly.

Chen Yucheng took a deep breath, and this deep breath was even amplified in the microphone and transmitted to the loudspeakers of all classes in the school, followed by Chen Yucheng's deep bass:

"Grade [-] Contribution: I heard that Chen Yucheng has entered the school radio station. I want to hear him read love poems, preferably with his subwoofer. All the students in Class [-] call for the male god. Come on, male god, I love you! "

Song Shucan held back a smile until his shoulders shook, Mo Xinxu just fell down laughing, and turned on the vibration mode while lying on the table.

Chen Yucheng glanced at the two of them, and quickly replied: "Grade [-], Class [-], right? Stop dreaming, and learn your lessons!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!" Deafening laughter came from all classrooms.

The broadcast of Dream Eye and Dream Heart was over, and lyrical music was temporarily replaced in the middle, and the microphone was turned off.Chen Yucheng lay on the swivel chair like a dead dog and complained, "Damn it, I will never do this job again, it's not a job that humans can do."

"Brother Chen has worked hard, brother Chen has been drinking so much." Song Shucan hurriedly handed him a can of Coke, Chen Yucheng raised his head and gave her a look: "What are you looking at, you were the one who laughed the most just now!"

"Brother Chen was wronged, Mo Xin and Xu Mingming also laughed."

Chen Yucheng glanced at Mo Xinxu who was drinking honey water while finishing the manuscript, "Let me tell you, I will remember the feud between you two."

Song Shucan pursed her lips and shrugged her shoulders. "Then I'll go back to work first, Brother Chen, Xin Xu, I'll go first."

"Let's go." Chen Yucheng waved his hand.

Mo Xinxu waited for her to close the door, sat down in front of the microphone, flattened the manuscript, and turned on the microphone.

"Many years have passed, and people say that the old things can be buried, but I finally understand that this is wrong, because the past will climb up on its own." Mo Xinxu's expression gradually softened, and the drooping eyelashes trembled slightly, " Looking back, I realize that for the past 26 years, I have been peering down that deserted trail."

Chen Yucheng subconsciously breathed lightly.

"Good evening, everyone who listens to dreams. I am today's dream talker from the window of dreams, Mo Xinxu from class 36 of high school. Please relax and listen to the stories I bring to you. The excerpt is from "The Kite Runner", By Khaled Hosseini."

He didn't speak fast, but it was not the same as usual.Maybe it's because you don't pay attention when you speak naturally, but now the voice is accurately captured by the device, and then released, you can hear the needles around you, only his voice gently and powerfully comforts you, just amplifying every part of his voice details.This sound is like a boneless hand, rubbing each of your spine from the back of your neck all the way down, gradually infiltrating the numbness into your bones with just the right strength.

Chen Yucheng was almost enthralled.

"Today's dream window is over here. I wish you all progress in your studies and a happy life. I am Mo Xinxu, a dream talker from Class 36, and I look forward to listening to you next time. Goodbye."

The microphone is turned off.Mo Xinxu rested on the chair for a while, then turned around and asked Chen Yucheng who hadn't recovered yet: "How is it, are you okay?"

"I regret it a little bit." Chen Kui admitted truthfully.The light in the room was only half turned on, and Chen Yucheng's side was a bit dark, which made his eyes brighter, as if an incandescent lamp was lit inside, and it seemed as if a pale fire was burning.

Mo Xinxu continued to ask almost obsessively: "What do you regret?"

"I regret why I had to sleep with the voice of the campus before. I should listen to it every day, every time. I regret it."

Mo Xinxu suddenly felt that he had sensed what was going on in the novel that "heartbeat missed two beats".The room was quiet, the hallway was quiet, the whole school was quiet, but beside his ears, there was a heartbeat like a drum, with no rhythm, and it was difficult to ignore it.

The next morning, the radio station received three times as many Dream Heart manuscripts as usual.As expected, the new additions are all about Chen Yucheng, and Chen Yucheng himself has nothing to do about it.

"Couldn't you change the column of the evil pen? It's all the same." Chen Yucheng picked up a few at random and glanced at them, saying that he didn't see it. "It's better to change it to a fragment of a student's excellent composition."

"I think it should be changed." Fu Ling answered, "If this continues, Dream Heart will become a confession meeting for all the girls in the school."

Chen Kuang supported his forehead and completely lost his temper.

"If you change it to students' writing fragments...the daily review work will be even more difficult." Zhou Yinan tapped the back cover of the gel pen on the table, "How about communicating with the literary agency and asking them to help select manuscripts?"

"Cheng Xue has been busy organizing the Chinese language competition in the school recently. Their members can't catch people for a day. They are no more busy than the radio station. I will accompany you to finish this meeting, and I will go to help her soon." After Fu Ling finished speaking, she stood up. I got up, "Chen Yucheng, I will leave the review to you. After all, Dream Heart was withdrawn because of you. You are mainly responsible for the new column, and others will help."

"I can't judge, a group of young girls in the liberal arts class wrote romantic stories... Believe it or not, they will definitely write a bunch of elegant love poems for me to read." Chen Yucheng's goosebumps are about to rise.

"What are you pretending to be? You still recommend the top three masters of martial arts novels on xx.com. If you review a draft, you'll push it all the way, or I'll call Lu Fanjin..."

"Don't, don't, sister, are you my elder sister? Don't call me Miss, and I won't bother her about it. I'll interrogate, I'll read, I can do it." Chen Yucheng immediately surrendered, and Song Shucan snickered After a while: "Fanjin is especially good at curing Brother Chen."

"That's my heart, it doesn't hurt anywhere." Chen Yucheng sighed, "Send her back to the dormitory last night, good guy, I'm so jealous, I didn't understand after coaxing her, I didn't see you this morning Did you not come to the meeting?"

Mo Xinxu seemed to have noticed something strange, and asked quietly:

"You write on xx.com? What's your pen name? I often read novels there..."

Fuck, Chen Yucheng was shocked instantly, feeling like he was being publicly executed, his hairs stood on end—no, he was about to stand on his mother's head, and stopped him incoherently: "Don't worry, buddy, I wrote it for fun, I wrote it for fun!" , especially middle school two, especially brainless, don’t read it, really don’t read it.”

Fu Ling had already reached the door, turned around and said, "I know, it's Tianji Chengze from xx.com."

Chen Yucheng fell headlong on the table, ashamed to see anyone.