[Comprehensive] Late Night Radio

So hot…………

As long as it comes to summer, it will become like this, needless to say in the afternoon, but it is still so hot even in the early morning...

When I walked out of the studio, I was about to be steamed into water vapor. Fortunately, there was an air conditioner in the studio, otherwise this day would have been impossible.

However, starting today, I can go straight home without worrying about safety.

I met the director at the company today, and I complained to him about being followed last night.After hearing this, he patted his face heavily with his hand, and said brokenly, "I'm so stupid to die, I'm so stupid", and he apologized to me, didn't he (say to give me more! Salary!) and then took me to the office of the company. The first basement floor——I just found out that there is a passage downstairs in the company that connects with the apartment.

Ha ha... ah ha ha.

I don't know where to start complaining, your radio station is really amazing.Why couldn't you tell me this kind of thing in the first place! ?What is the purpose of my walking at night for more than ten days! ! !

I walked back to the apartment along the snow-white underpass with a mechanical feel (it is said that this decoration is a bad taste of the director).Having not had a good rest all day, I threw myself into the pillow and fell asleep.

A night without dreams.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m too tired after doing this job. I used to dream about some things, but the number of dreams gradually decreased.

When I fell asleep, I only felt that I was in the boundless darkness, and it continued like this until the alarm clock woke me up.

"Hey, wake up, how long are you going to sleep?"

...Okay, okay help, I'm up and help.

This is my alarm, not a bootleg record, but a clip I self-pressed from the purchased Sasuke Uchiha dramacd "Whispers of Love and Hope".

As long as I hear his voice, no matter how trance-like the moment is, I can immediately fill my body with strength. He is simply my spiritual food!

So today I got up early too.

Uchiha Sasuke is the most perfect person in the world! !

In fact, he is a newcomer who just made his debut at the beginning of this year, but his popularity has soared in just half a year, and he has won unanimous praise from inside and outside the industry.

And I fell in love the first time I saw him, it can be said that it was love at first sight.I have been following him silently since he announced his debut, maybe I am the first Sasuke fan in the world!

Thinking about it, Yile Ramen World No. [-] said the day before that girls and teachers adored him when he was in school, so he must be the type who was very popular when he was in school...

Ah, so sad, so desperate, I am desperate for this world where I have no buffs, and I am not Sasuke's childhood sweetheart or neighbor or classmate in the setting.

This world is really unreal.

The majors in our university are very miscellaneous, but most of them are in the art department.Although the name of this university is as casual as the name of my program, it is considered a prestigious university.

The girls in the school will choose male gods if they have nothing to do.

For example, Sai, who is good at painting but can’t read the air, and Didala, whose clay is loved by the majority of nerds (I don’t know if he accepts customization, I want Sasuke’s clay), specializes in puppet making and Didara A scorpion arguing about what art is every day.

There is also a person whose works are very popular, named deaththekid - I don't know why his works are symmetrical from left to right (even sometimes they are completely symmetrical from top to bottom).

It is said that he has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the roommates who lived with him were forced to vomit blood by his obsessive-compulsive disorder and wanted to apply for expulsion.

The principal saw that he was an individual and specially arranged for him to live in a dormitory alone. People who visited his dormitory said that they had never seen such an artistic dormitory. It was really awesome!I have never seen anyone who can live so symmetrically, they lost.

Of course, the dormitory can maintain such a perfect left-right symmetry only when he himself is not in the dormitory.I don't know the reason, but there are three white stripes on his left hair, no matter how he dyes it, he can't get it black.

This made him collapse for a while, a person who pursues perfect left-right symmetry all the time, but his hair doesn't give face at all.

...so neurotic, to be honest, I don't want to know at all.I hope that the next time the girls in the school select male gods, they can add personality factors into it.

The professional next door named toma is good, but the one next to him called shin is too attractive, I refuse, although he is also quite handsome.

Among the above-mentioned recognized male gods, I know Sai.

I don't know why, but I often meet him in school. He really belongs to the kind of guy who is handsome when he doesn't speak, and who might scare a bunch of people away when he speaks.

No, his accent is fine, unlike the golden-haired idol in a certain idol group, when everyone looked at his face, he thought he was a handsome blond guy like the famous model Kise Ryota, but when he spoke, the British Japanese really made people trembling.

Of course Sai's voice is fine, his voice is really nice.

As long as he knows how to read the air—

"Sai-kun, can you modify the drawing for me?"

"Sure, color-blind student."

"..."

"Sai-kun, I'm here to collect my homework."

"Thanks for your hard work, little fat pier."

"........."

"Why don't you all like to communicate with me? I obviously read in the book that calling someone a nickname can quickly shorten the distance."

He once asked me that.

"Because people like to listen to good things, why don't you give me a nickname now?"

"……anthomaniac."

"To put it another way, I will be very happy if you call me Sasuke's little fan girl, and everyone else is the same!! I have never been crazy in front of you, why did Sasuke call me a nympho!!"

Later he changed his address to others.

A color-blind student becomes an artist with an extraordinary sense of color.

The little fat pier has become a big beauty.

So more and more people came to him.

I hope Saii will stick to the secret of giving everyone a nickname, otherwise I doubt he will be beaten to death.

In the past two days, there has been an annoyance surrounding me, and I was thinking about it when I came home from school.

There are two world-famous organizations—they say they are organizations, but it is said that the people in them have superpowers (although I don't believe it at all), and they earn tickets by performing superpowers for everyone.

But if it is called an organization or a brigade, it will always give people a very scary feeling about this team, which will greatly lose the audience.

So everyone affectionately called them Xiao Circus and Phantom Circus.

These two circuses collided on local showtimes...I'm so sad.Obviously I wanted to watch both games, but I was caught in a dilemma.

It would be great if it coincided with the time of Sasuke's concert, then I can choose Sasuke's concert without hesitation! ! !

...No, in that case I won't be able to see any of the circus performances.

When I was struggling on the road, I found a new store opened on the side of the road. There was a loudspeaker at the door, and the recording was played in the loudspeaker.

"Meteor Street Meteor Street, the largest leather farm, the Phantom Leather Farm has closed down!"

"Boss Ku Luoluo eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles, and owes 3.5 million yuan! He ran away with his partners! He ran away!"

"Bastard Kurolo, you are not human! Not human!!"

"Our family has no choice but to pay wages with leather bags!"

"The original price is more than 1, more than 5000 leather bags, all of them only cost [-] yuan! [-] yuan!!"

"Kurolo, you are not human! Not human! I wish you a higher and higher hairline. The members of the regiment rebelled against the bank/bank/card, which was stolen and cannot be retrieved!"

"You pay back the hard-earned money of our people, and pay back my hard-earned money!"

... I was stunned.

What's going on? ? ?

Isn't Kurolo the head of the Phantom Circus? ?

The guy who was looking at the store was quite handsome, so I walked into the store to have a look.

The bag is pretty good, five hundred yuan is quite cheap.

No, no, now is not the time to look at the bag! ?

"Brother, I'll ask you about it." I leaned closer to the blond boy, who looked like a foreigner.

Have I met too many foreigners recently?

"What's the matter?" He looked at me.

"I heard that Kuroro on your radio, is it the head of the Phantom Circus?"

"..." Hearing the name Ku Luoluo, the little brother suddenly exuded an aura of seeing me kill you, I must kill you.

Am I wrong?His eyes turned red...?

I rubbed my eyes and found that there was no such thing, as expected I was wrong.

"That's right." The younger brother said righteously.

Next, my brother picked up that bastard Kurolo for a long time.He is a member of the minority Kuruta tribe. The bastard Kuroro once hired their tribe to do many things that are not visible.

Forget it, but the bastard Kurolo didn't give him a penny! ! !Not a penny was given! ! ! !

Wait, why did I also call Kuroro the bastard Kuroro?

"This is too much!" I exclaimed, and decided to go home and post the Phantom Circus on the forum, "I didn't expect the head of the Phantom Circus to be such a person!! Why haven't I heard of it!!!"

In a fit of anger, I bought two bags and went home. Before I left, I told my brother that I would definitely recommend your store to you!I wish you an early recovery of blood! !

Every night at eight o'clock, my mother will call me on time. I plan to go to the forum to call 818 after I finish the phone call with my mother tonight.

I lay in bed, staring at the wall clock on the wall and waiting for the time to pass.

The pointer crawled little by little.

Not long after, the shortest pointer finally aligned with the number eight.

The phone rang on time, and I answered the call without looking at the screen.

"Hey, Mom."

"What an interesting title, Xiao Ling."

"...???"

How can I be Sasuke! ?

I quickly raised my phone and looked at the caller ID.

It turned out to be Chara...

"Why do I rely on you to call me at this point... Ah——!!"

After I finished speaking, my hand shook, and the phone hit my face directly.

"Aw..." I grabbed my phone, although the voice was very low, I could hear his laughter.

But, damn it, this guy actually laughed at me! !

"What are you laughing at!! Anyone who hits their face with a cell phone has experienced it before!!"

"Because you're so cute."

"Cute you big-headed ghost... If it's okay, I'll hang up first. I have to wait for my mother to call at eight o'clock every night. Once you call her, she won't be able to get through."

"Oh, that's right. I'll call you later, byebye."

"...What's the matter with calling me later!? Damn, he's already hung up... It's hard to guard against."

I shook my head helplessly, why is it Chalazhu.

Ah Chara, why are you Chara! ! !

Howling angrily, I called my mother.

"Hello, Mom."

"Were you on the phone with someone just now?"

"Yes."

"Is it my illusion that you have communicated more with others in recent days?"

"No, Mom."

Yesterday I told my mother that I met my idol Uchiha Sasuke (of course I didn’t tell him about Charasuke), and my mother was more excited than me.

"It's not Sasuke, is it?"

"...It would be great if it is." My heart is very complicated.

"Your father used to call me often."

"Um……"

Mom rarely talked about Dad, but when she talked about him, she couldn't stop.

She said that they had few opportunities to meet each other at that time, and they could only communicate with each other by mobile phone for a long time.Just like she calls me every day now, we use our mobile phones to maintain our family and love.

Mom can’t see, so she doesn’t use a smart phone. She still uses the mobile phone that my father gave him as a birthday gift when he was still there more than ten years ago (now we call that kind of mobile phone an old man’s phone).

The keys can be felt by hand, so she remembers how to call me.I set an alarm clock for her, and it will ring at 19:59 every day, and she will call me on time when she hears it.

I also kept watch at eight o'clock, waiting for her call.

Mom continued to talk about Dad's topic.

The subject of my father who died before birth.

Although I have heard it countless times, she still loves to talk about it.

I choose to listen quietly.

She talked for more than half an hour, and finally hung up the phone reluctantly.

Ok I can finally write 818! ! ! ! ! ! !

Just when I jumped up from the bed excitedly, the phone rang again———

It’s Chalazhu……………

I frantically answered the phone.

"Why did you call me just after I hung up? You haven't been calling me all the time???"

"you guess."

"..."

"Guess you are a big head!"

I was so angry that I wanted to get out of the receiver of the mobile phone and go to the other side to hug his brother by force.