Young Marshal: The more children you have, the more blessing you will have. If you marry a wife, you

Chapter 197: Moisten Zhou Xuan’s throat and give some opinions on the construction of radio stations

"That’s all today’s Voice of the North report for you. Thank you everyone for listening."

"I wish you all a happy life."

In the Harbin Oriental Pearl Signal Tower, Zhou Xuan ended today's broadcast, put down the heavy old-fashioned soundproof headphones on her head, picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip of water.

Then she slowly swallowed it in three parts.

This glass is not ordinary water. , but a pear soup boiled with several throat-moistening herbs.

Although Zhou Xuan has a golden voice recognized by the world, no matter how good it is, it must be maintained. This is the secret recipe she learned from the senior Liyuan, and the most important thing is to maintain her own throat.

After a day's work, she was as happy as a white-collar worker in later generations.

"Where to eat tonight?"

"The style street in Maozi? Or go to the newly opened snack shop on Gong Gong Road?"

Since the radio factory started producing radios, Zhou Xuan, the radio anchor + broadcast station manager, has started to work in the signal tower every day.

However, her work is not tiring, and she only plays current affairs news three times a day in the morning, noon and evening.

As for other Crosstalk, storytelling, and Northeast Errenzhuan.

These were all tasks arranged for her by Zhang Xueming. She only had to order the staff to arrange daily recordings.

In this era, the phonograph had already been invented, and it could be played repeatedly after recording. It was the most convenient.

Thinking of this, Zhou Xuan couldn't help but chuckle:"I don't know what Xueming thought, but he actually played 2,697 people on the radio."

In her understanding, the people listening to the radio are all civilized people, and they should play more high-end things.

Such as foreign symphonies and piano music.

This Northeast Errenzhuan is a folk tune from the Northeast, which is full of yellow accents. Scenery, acrobatics, etc. are difficult to reach the level of elegance.

But the young marshal didn't care.

He also said,"Art must serve the public!""

"snort! This radio costs 300 yuan! Let me ask you this young handsome man, who can afford it to the general public?"

Just as Zhou Xuan was complaining with her mouth raised, she suddenly saw a shadow blocking her face.

"Comrade Zhou Xuan is not a good person by speaking ill of people behind their backs!"

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Hey hey hey!

"How did you come!"

Zhang Xueming smiled and shook the bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"The Voice of the North has been airing for a week, and I, as a husband, will naturally come to congratulate you and give you a big rocket or something!"

"Unexpectedly, I waited outside your studio for half an hour!"

"As soon as I opened the door, I heard you talking about me behind my back!"

For a moment, Zhou Xuan only felt a blush on her face. She didn't expect that she would be heard by the real owner just by making such a random complaint.

However, what does this big rocket mean?

Just when she was wondering, Zhang Xueming had already He pushed her gently and returned to the studio.

You know, in order to record clearly, a large amount of soundproof cotton was installed in this studio.

"What are you going to do!"

Zhang Xueming looked around, and then stared at the glass of pear water on the table.

He patted Zhou Xuan's big belly

"go! Come here with a sip of water!"

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"If I give you a big rocket, you have to give me a big rocket too!"

???

An hour later.

Harbin Tadaos Western Restaurant, as a Caucasian specialty restaurant founded in 1901, originally did not accept Xia people.

However, since the night of the blood prison, the owner of this restaurant suddenly changed She must be extremely obedient, not only began to receive the Xia people, but also did not dare to neglect in the slightest.

For example, the dishes in front of her.

Milk salad, fruit wood smoked lamb chops, and cream of mushroom soup were all made by the chef with great effort.

It can be said that the aroma is fragrant..

If it were normal, Zhou Xuan would definitely enjoy the meal.

But now

"Why don't you eat it?"

"Don’t you know yet? Zhou Xuan rolled her eyes and said,"My cheek hurts!""

But Zhang Xueming smiled slightly.

"If you say that, I won’t leave tonight!"

Zhou Xuan immediately hesitated for a while.

Then she said,"If you don't want to leave, you won't leave. You think I'm afraid of you!""

The next moment, she saw Zhang Xueming pushing a small box over

"This is for you!"

Open it and take a look. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It is a necklace with a small flip cover on it, and inside there is a photo of two people together.

Zhou Xuan knew that this was some time ago.

Zhang Xueming took everyone together.

In addition to this group photo, there were other weird group photos.

However, when she saw the smiling faces of the two people in this photo,

Zhou Xuan still felt full of happiness, and her eyes couldn't help but turn red..The status of women these days is extremely low, not comparable to the little fairies of later generations!

If I am really given a little (abff) surprise, I will be moved to tears.

"Why! why are you crying!"Zhang Xueming hated seeing women cry the most. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Zhou Xuan's eyes, and then magically took out a diamond ring and put it on Zhou Xuan's wedding finger.

"Great work this afternoon!"

"Go to hell! Zhou Xuan felt like he was going to cry in anger:"How can I be so grateful to others!""

"You will have to work hard for me tonight!"!!!

Midnight, three o'clock.

The two of them were lying in Zhou Xuan's rest room in the signal tower, unable to sleep.

"My husband, this is my first time as a radio station director, and I still don’t know how to work. How about you teach me?"

At this moment, Zhou Xuan was so sweet.

Zhang Xueming, on the other hand, laughed.

"No need to do anything, we are the first radio station in the whole of Daxia, as long as someone turns on the radio, they can hear our voice!"

"Moreover, because there are no other competitors, to be honest, even if you talk about your family and family life on the radio every day, someone will listen to you!"

Just like the TV stations in later generations, because there are only a few TV stations.

It's really a TV series mixed with advertisements. Even so, those who watch TV still watch the advertisements with gusto.

Because they have no choice!

It's just this entertainment project.

It's not like that Later, everyone had a mobile phone and could freely choose what they wanted to watch.

In the past, in rural areas, there were literally dozens or hundreds of people watching TV in the yard!

However,....

Today Zhou Xuan’s words awakened Zhang Xueming. Because this radio is a high-tech product, its price is extremely high. Very few people can afford it.

"This is not possible. According to the system prompts: the Oriental Pearl Signal Tower will increase the family’s diplomacy by 500% and the policy dissemination speed by +100.%！"

"This is simply a loudspeaker of the country’s will, but it’s no good if no one listens!"

Tomorrow, I have to inspect the radio factory again and invest more resources.

On the one hand, I will expand the production capacity of radios and reduce prices.

On the other hand, in places like Beijing, Shanghai, and Wuhan, I might as well open some teahouses and restaurants directly..

These places can become the sites of the Central Cote underground intelligence station.

They can also be equipped with radios to spread the voice of the North throughout Daxia.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xueming put Zhou Xuan on the bolt and said:"If you really want to There are actually many ways to build a radio station, such as broadcasting songs recorded by singers and interviewing model workers from various factories!"

"Of course, the most important thing for ordinary people is to listen to operas"

"Don't just stick to the Northeast. Didn't I give you a hundred thousand yuan in operating expenses? Send people to Tianjin and the capital, which are the hometowns of folk arts."

"Find a few masters of cross talk, Jingyun Dagu, and Allegro single string masters, and let them perform some traditional folk arts!"

"If nothing else works, you can find your sister Gu. After she gives birth to the child, she will come to help you and sing Peking Opera!"

Zhang Xueming spoke faster and faster, and Zhou Xuan was trembling all over.

She said tremblingly:"You stop talking, you are like this....I can't listen at all!"

Zhang Xueming chuckled

"Let’s go at this speed!"

"If you don’t listen, just figure it out for yourself!"

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