At Shanghai TV.
When they were approaching, Lin Fan realized that the mute uncle was starting tense up. He could not help grabbing on to his old and broken bag tightly.
Lin Fan stopped the car at the side and said, "What is the mute uncle's daughter's name?"
Zhao Mingqing replied, "He Xiaoli."
"Oh," Lin Fan normally did not pay too much attention to the news and naturally did not know if Shanghai TV had a host called He Xiaoli.
At this moment, the radio in the car broadcasted a female's voice.
"Greetings, my friends in the audience, I am the host He Xiaoli…"
"Oh, oh," the originally anxious mute uncle suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the sound of the broadcast. He then pointed at himself and let out a smile of pure happiness.
The smile on the old man's face looked very benevolent.
Zhao Mingqing said, "Teacher, looks like whoever is speaking is the mute uncle's daughter."
