The live broadcast continued.
Yeguang spoke about the Ghost Blows Out the Light plot for another thirty minutes, and then the second segment smoothly came to an end.
The staff members on site breathed a sigh of relief. They had safely gotten through the day, and now it was time for the phone interaction segment. They weren't really worried about this segment. After all, it was just answering phone calls and chatting, which everyone knew how to do. As the host, as long as they paid a little attention to their tone and choice of words, there wouldn't be any major issues.
Yeguang took advantage of the intermission to take care of personal hygiene, and then the third segment of phone interaction officially began.
Soon, the first call came in.
The caller sounded like a middle-aged man.
The male listener was excited when he connected the call. "Hello? Is it me? Really?"
Yeguang smiled. "Hello, sir. Yes, it's you. Thank you for calling."
The male listener asked, "Are you the host?"
Yeguang replied, "Hello, sir. I am Yeguang, the host."
The male listener exclaimed, "Ah, I was wondering why the voice changed. So, there's a new host now? What about Bayi? I really enjoy listening to Bayi's programs. I work the night shift as a warehouse guard, and when I have nothing to do at night, I like to listen to the radio and listen to Bayi's stories. Oh! And don't get me wrong, I also really enjoy the stories you tell! You tell them very well. It's been a long time since I've enjoyed listening to stories like this."
Yeguang thanked him for his support and for always listening to their program. He assured him that they would continue to improve and tell more interesting and enjoyable stories. He also thanked all the listeners who supported their program, just like this gentleman. Then, he said goodbye and ended the call.
The first phone call ended quickly.
The second call was connected.
"Host, your stories are so good! I'm really hooked."
"Thank you for your support and praise."
"..."
"..."
The third, fourth, and fifth calls came one after another.
The callers mostly had simple conversations, mostly praising Yeguang's storytelling. There were also a few big fans of Lao Liu who called to ask about his situation. Yeguang politely answered each question.
The live broadcast was coming to an end.
"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for listening. Next, we will take our last phone call."
"Hello." A voice of a slightly young girl came through. "Hello, Host Brother."
"Hello, young listener. I am Host Yeguang," Yeguang said.
"Yeguang Brother, hello. Your stories are really good!" The girl was polite but seemed a little down. "But...but I feel scared after listening to your stories. However, I'm outside right now, and I'm too scared to go home."
Yeguang was puzzled. "Little sister, why are you scared to go home? It's dangerous to be outside alone at this late hour."
"Because...because I made my mom angry," the girl's voice quietened. "I didn't go to school today, and the teacher told my mom. My mom was really mad. She even punished me to copy my textbook. I don't want to copy the textbook, so I ran away. I heard your stories just now, and now I'm a little scared, but I don't dare go home."
She ran away from home?
"Oh no, this is trouble!"
"Thank goodness I didn't turn off the radio. Otherwise, I would have missed this."
"Whose child is she? She really doesn't let her parents rest easy."
"If she were my daughter, I would break her legs and see if she still dare to run away from home."
"This is quite interesting. No, I have to call my friend and tell him to tune in!"
"Hey, buddy, quickly tune in to JX Radio Station's live broadcast accident. What? You're sleeping? Wake the hell up!"
The listeners who were tuned in to the broadcast became excited. It was rare to have a live call from a runaway girl. In the early hours of the night, when sleep seemed elusive, this was a perfect source of amusement. However, these "onlookers" who only wanted to enjoy the show were the minority. Most of them were genuinely concerned about the runaway girl.
Wang, the person in charge of the venue, was dumbfounded. He glared angrily at the operator and scolded, "What's happening? How dare you accept calls like this? Do you want us to die faster?"
Yeguang was also taken aback. What was going on? They were doing a live broadcast, so how did a defiant runaway girl end up calling? Was this what the system meant by the increase in difficulty for live broadcasting? Damn it!
Yeguang paused for a moment, then asked in a gentle tone, "Little sister, how old are you this year?"
The girl replied, "I'm sixteen. I'm in my first year of high school."
Yeguang asked again, "Why aren't you going to school?"
The girl explained, "I just don't like going to school or studying. It's so boring to face textbooks and homework every day. I don't want to do my homework, but there's so much of it every day. I just can't take it anymore. I really don't want to study."
Yeguang's voice was gentle as he asked, "If you don't want to study, then what do you want to do? If you really don't want to go to school anymore, what do you want to pursue instead?"
The girl fell silent for a moment, and then she started venting her frustrations, "I don't know. I just don't want to study anymore. Every day at school, it feels like I'm just existing, suffocating and unable to breathe. I want to be free, I want to live happily. I have several middle school classmates who didn't study after graduating from middle school, and now they have jobs and decent salaries. Two of them are doing really well. I often see them posting various delicious food, travels, or new clothes on Weibo. They live freely and happily, and I want that kind of freedom and happiness too."
"At school, all I face every day are Chinese, math, English, physics, and so on. Every subject is just about studying! Then when it's time for exams, it's just about competing for grades. I don't want to continue living in this agony. I don't want school to waste my youth and time. Are those top-performing nerds really going to have better lives than me? I don't believe it! Youth should be wild and unrestrained. I don't want to look back on my youth and only see report cards!"
As the girl spoke, her emotions seemed to intensify, and her voice trembled towards the end.
Yeguang fell silent.
The girl's words left the broadcasting studio staff stunned.
Did...this young man really say those words?