“There are more in the previous two episodes? I’m already sick of listening to those children’s fairy tales.”
“No, the previous two episodes were also original fairy tales written by Teacher Zhang Ye. One of them is “Snow White and the Seven Dwarves”, and another is “The Emperor’s New Clothes”. They are extremely good stories and have a moral behind them. From a literary perspective, it is even better than ‘Little Bunnies Be Good’!”
“Really? Then I’m going to take a listen!”
“I’ve heard it. Now, I’m really astounded by Teacher Zhang Ye!”
“I’ve decided that as long as Teacher Zhang Ye is around, I will not miss a single episode of ‘Old and Young Story Club’. After listening to it, I can tell it to my twins at night!”
“Hey, did you notice it? The Beijing Radio Station’s website has a notice of programs going off-air. Why is the name ‘Old and Young Story Club’ inside it? How can such a good program be taken off-air?”
“It can’t be?”
“Really. I’ll send you the link!”
“Ah? It’s really true? It’s being taken off-air?”
“Holy sh*t! Is the radio station dumb? How can such a good program be taken off-air?”
“Hai, maybe there won’t be many episodes left. Everyone hear as many as you can. There will be one fewer episode after every listen.”
“It can’t go off-air. If it does, I’ll send complaints. What the heck! Do they even have any aesthetic taste?”
Over there, Xiaofang had brought the letters from the readers. Knowing that Zhang Ye had obtained second place, pushing Wu Datao’s news program down, Xiaofang was extremely overjoyed. The amount of letters in her hands was nearly half the height of a person. She nearly could not bring them over by herself. “Teacher Zhang, your letters.”
Zhang Ye stood up and took them over, “Which stack is mine?”
Xiaofang said happily, “All of them. The other Teacher’s letters are still in the mail room. I couldn’t bring them over.”