Shen Qiqi began to think about new broadcast content.

It’s not enough to just tell a story, you have to add some “explosive stuff”!

She decided to tell the story more vividly and down-to-earth, and add some suspense, so that everyone would look forward to her broadcast every day.

After some fiddling, Shen Qiqi picked up the microphone again and tested the sound. "Hello, folks, good evening! Didn't you get enough of last night's story? Don't worry, tonight's story is even more exciting!"

Shen Qiqi clearly felt something different about this broadcast.

She deliberately added the village dialect and slang to make the story more humorous and interesting, which made the villagers laugh from time to time.

She also throws out some suspense from time to time, making everyone look forward to the development of the story tomorrow.

This time, the broadcast sound was exceptionally clear and the content was more engaging.

The villagers brought out small stools and sat around the loudspeaker, listening with great interest.

There were even some old men and women who pointed with their fingers while listening, as if they were listening to a storytelling.

Looking at everyone's focused expressions, Shen Qiqi's sense of accomplishment instantly exploded!

She knew that as long as she put her mind to it, there was nothing she couldn't accomplish!

Lu Qing looked at the confident smile on Shen Qiqi's face, and his heart was filled with pride.

He walked up to her and whispered in her ear, "Qiqi, you are so great!"

Shen Qiqi winked at him, smiled triumphantly, then quietly leaned close to his ear and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "This is just the beginning, the best is yet to come..."

The popularity of the radio story continued to grow, spreading through the village like a virus.

Every evening, the area under the loudspeaker is packed with people, making it even more lively than a market.

Even people from the next village came to listen, so Old Wang had to turn up the volume of the loudspeaker to the maximum, for fear that no one could hear it.

Shen Qiqi's story became more and more exciting, from wood carvings to embroidery, from folk songs to legends, it was simply a collection of village history.

From time to time, she would add some of her own "personal opinions", such as which boy was hardworking and brave, and which girl was clever and dexterous. The villagers laughed and guessed who the prototypes of the characters in the story were.

Seeing the number of participants in the cultural heritage activities increasing, Shen Qiqi jumped up with joy, hugged Lu Qing, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Qing, we succeeded! Wuhu~Take off!"

Lu Qing also smiled from ear to ear, and rubbed her hair lovingly, "I know that my Qiqi is the best!" He hugged Shen Qiqi, and the two of them looked like a pair of immortal lovers in the sunset.

That night, Shen Qiqi finished her story and was about to go off the air when she heard someone in the crowd shout, "Qiqi, when are you going to start teaching us old guys wood carving? I wanted to learn when I was young!"

"That's right! We want to learn too!" The other villagers also joined in the fun.

Shen Qiqi didn't expect everyone's enthusiasm to be so high, and for a moment she was a little slow to react.

She was stunned for a few seconds, then excitedly shouted into the microphone: "Fellow villagers! Next week! Next week we will officially start the cultural heritage activities! Anyone who wants to learn something can sign up then!"

When the villagers heard this, they cheered and applauded loudly. The atmosphere was even more lively than the Chinese New Year.

Shen Qiqi looked at the lively scene in front of her, her heart filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

However, at this moment, the village chief hurried over, with a trace of anxiety on his face, and grabbed Shen Qiqi, lowering his voice and saying: "Qiqi, something happened..."