Chapter 62

At around 9:30 PM, Xiao Yu drove out of the Yan Ying residential area, and Liu Tao was already fast asleep in the passenger seat.

Being a celebrity is a profession where one only sees the good side and not the bad. They enjoy the good life, but people often overlook the hardships they endure.

Liu Tao was still a newcomer. Even the pre-audition shooting had exhausted her.

Xiao Yu had擅自 (unilaterally) decided to add some makeup shots, which she had barely managed to complete. The results were excellent, thanks to her own resilience and her trust in Xiao Yu.

After the shooting, seeing how tired she was, Xiao Yu suggested that they skip the class tonight and go home early to rest, but she refused. The opportunity to have a private lesson with Teacher Yan Ying was rare, and she didn't want to miss it or waste the company's money.

After the class, she was so exhausted that she could barely walk, and Xiao Yu had to help her into the car.

"We're home..."

The Volvo entered the underground parking lot. Seeing Liu Tao's adorable sleeping posture, Xiao Yu smiled and didn't wake her up.

After parking the car, he carried Liu Tao out, locked the car, and took the elevator upstairs.

Liu Tao was truly exhausted and didn't wake up during the entire process. Perhaps the princess carry was very comfortable, and she slept even more soundly.

This was the second time Xiao Yu had carried Liu Tao back to her room, and he was getting more familiar with it.

He opened the door, walked into the room, and placed Liu Tao on the bed. He turned on the air conditioner and adjusted the temperature, then pulled the quilt over her and covered her up. He then squatted at the foot of the bed and took off her high heels and stockings.

High heels are a favorite of women. Wearing high heels reduces the stride and shifts the center of gravity backward, making the legs straighter, the buttocks tighter, and the chest more prominent, giving women a graceful and elegant posture and gait.

However, high heels can also cause significant harm to women.

Today, Liu Tao was extremely tired, and her feet were visibly swollen, even her ankles and calves showed signs of edema. Pressing on them left an indentation that took a while to recover.

Xiao Yu glanced at the bedside. Liu Tao was sleeping soundly. He hesitated for a moment, then grabbed her right leg and began to massage it.

He started with her calf, focusing on the Feiyang acupoint, which is located seven inches above the midpoint of the line connecting the tip of the outer ankle and the Achilles tendon. Then he moved to her feet, massaging the top, bottom, and the Yongquan acupoint on the sole.

Massaging these acupoints not only reduces leg and foot edema but also benefits the health of other organs.

After about half an hour, the edema was significantly reduced, and Xiao Yu began to massage her left leg.

The room was very quiet. Liu Tao lay flat on the bed, occasionally moaning softly due to the comfort of the massage.

An hour later, Xiao Yu moved his slightly sore hands and quietly left.

He turned off the light, opened the door, and closed it.

The moment the door closed, Liu Tao suddenly opened her eyes, looking in the direction of the door. Her clear eyes glistened with tears, and a faint sense of happiness lingered in her heart.

Xiao Yu returned home, turned on the air conditioner to cool down, and then took a shower.

Feeling refreshed, he sat at his desk, took out the unfinished movie script from the drawer, and started the human copier.

"You, you liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, with an innocent face;

You, you liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, liar, how long do you plan to lie;

You, this..."

At 11 PM, Xiao Yu's phone rang.

Who would call me at this time?

"Hello, who is this?"

"Is this Mr. Mai? This is Li Xue."

"It's so late, what's up?"

Li Xue was seeking help.

She was a senior majoring in broadcasting and hosting at Huaxia Communication University.

This summer, through her teacher's introduction, she interned at the Yanjing People's Radio Station, working for the Cultural Broadcasting Channel.

Yes, she was a temporary worker.

During the internship, although she was very busy and often worked until midnight, she found it fulfilling to apply what she had learned, and she learned something new every day.

The Cultural Broadcasting Channel aired a ghost story program called "Whispering Fear" at midnight every day, hosted by Jiang Yuan, who was known for being honest and straightforward.

Jiang Yuan was a veteran of the Cultural Broadcasting Channel, with over ten years of experience, solid basic skills, and a deep understanding of hosting. He had once hosted the channel's flagship program, which had the highest listenership for a long time. However, due to his straightforward nature and lack of flexibility, he offended the leadership and was demoted to host "Whispering Fear."

This was still a show of leniency, as the leadership was concerned that too harsh a punishment might cause public outrage. Otherwise, he would have been stripped of his hosting duties entirely.

The midnight program had few listeners, and the ratings for "Whispering Fear" were consistently the lowest. Jiang Yuan was also known as the "vice-class leader" of the Cultural Broadcasting Channel.

This way, the leadership could justify their harsh treatment of him, using him as an example to warn others.

As the saying goes, even a rabbit will bite when cornered, let alone a human.

After years of unjust treatment, Jiang Yuan finally snapped.

Three days ago, he submitted his resignation. The leadership, eager to be rid of him, quickly approved it—saying he should have left long ago!

Before leaving, Jiang Yuan completed the handover, recording the remaining eight episodes of "Whispering Fear" to finish the ongoing mid-length ghost story, giving the listeners a proper conclusion.

Today was the fourth-to-last episode, but an accident occurred.

Before the end of the workday, due to a staff error, the pre-recorded episodes of "Whispering Fear" were damaged and could not be restored in the short term.

Damn it, the show is airing tonight, and you tell me it can't be restored in the short term!

The leadership was furious.

Everyone stay and work overtime, find a solution!

What? Your second uncle is visiting from the countryside?

Wait until your second uncle crawls out of his coffin to talk about it!

Your period is here?

Your second period coming won't help!

Someone suggested bringing Jiang Yuan back to do a live broadcast tonight and record the remaining three episodes tomorrow.

They called him, but the number was disconnected. Upon inquiry, it turned out he had canceled his number and returned to his hometown to join the local radio station as a top host.

As time passed, the leadership's anger turned to manipulation.

You are all the backbone, the elite!

Now the organization needs you, you can't show any difficulty!

You are trained for a thousand days and used for one, who will step up?

Who will volunteer to take the heat?

Who is so full of themselves to do this?

Not only would it delay their work, but "Whispering Fear" had a low 0.2 rating, yet it still had a dedicated audience following Jiang Yuan's ghost stories.

If the host suddenly changed, the listeners might not accept it and start criticizing. Would this be considered a broadcasting accident?

In a public institution, it's better to avoid mistakes than to seek achievements.

You are disappointing me!

With no other options, the leadership pointed to someone.

You, you there.

Stop looking at others, I mean you.

The leadership is wise!

The others breathed a sigh of relief and supported the leadership's wise decision.

The host, Xiao Wang, was scheduled to take over "Whispering Fear" in four days. If he took over today, it could cause problems and even delay his career indefinitely!

But he couldn't refuse the leadership's order...

After thinking for thirty seconds, Xiao Wang stepped forward bravely, "Leader, rest assured, I won't let you down... Oh!"

Xiao Wang accidentally fell.

Leader, I'm bleeding, I need to go to the hospital.

You're tough!

With the clock ticking down to 11 PM, the leadership's gaze swept around the room and finally landed on Li Xue.

"Comrade, you are a temporary worker... an intern, right?"