Portable Intelligent System

"I'm flattered. By the way, I said this. Do you know how to write the story behind you?" This topic is also extremely embarrassing, because Xu Ling will also say a few words. If Sato really studies this topic deeply, he will be embarrassed to be asked, so he quickly leads the topic to writing.

"Yes, Mr. Xu Ling, I understand. Do you mean to insist on a style and keep writing?" Sato's savvy is also good, after such a reminder of Xu Ling, immediately understand.

Xu Ling nodded in affirmation of Sato's statement.

Solved Sato's doubts, Xu Ling's heart is also very comfortable, now time is almost up, clean up, Xu Ling is ready to go home.

"Senior Xu Ling, the last question is, should I use the Chinese style in China?" After solving the doubts in his heart, Sato was in a lot of mood. Seeing that Xu Ling was about to leave, he suddenly thought of a problem and asked quickly.

Hearing this question, Xu Ling immediately got up speechless. As soon as she got up, she sat down again and asked carefully, "why do you think you have to use Chinese style?"

"Of course, it's because Chinese culture is broad and profound, and it's a trend all over the world!" Sato said, all eyes show a look of admiration.

This explanation sounds really comfortable to Xu Ling. I didn't expect that my country has such strong strength in the world.

However, shuangguishuang is not the factor to solve Sato's problem. Xu Ling sorted out the language, and then gave Xu Ling good advice. "Do you think your literary talent can stand a foothold in the tide of Chinese culture?"

This guy is probably always in a relatively small country, so he has a deep sense of national inferiority. So when what he is good at is his own culture, he denies it without thinking about it.

"This..." a word to Sato asked a burst of words.

I didn't learn Chinese culture well, let alone give full play to it in writing. I just want to keep up with the trend.

For Sato's hesitation, Xu Ling was quick and said, "since you don't even have this self-confidence, why do you want to go in this direction firmly?"

"But..." in the face of Xu Ling's repeated questioning, Sato wanted to argue, but he couldn't say anything, because the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Xu Ling's words were reasonable.

"You have two legs, one can let you to 1.8 meters, one can only let you to 1.5 meters, why do you want to force yourself down to 1.5 meters without taking that 1.8 meters leg?" Xu Lingru, the same good teacher, constantly gives Sato examples.

Savoring Xu Ling's words carefully, Sato showed a thoughtful expression. After about half a minute, he nodded not sure.

Looking at each other's appearance, Xu Ling knew that it was not enough to convince Sato just to say so.

There's no way. One's ideas are deeply rooted since childhood, and no one corrects them. It's not so easy to change them for a while.

Seeing that the sky outside was already bright, Xu Ling didn't want to continue on this issue. He gave the other party a final suggestion with a slap on his thigh. "In this way, you first change tomorrow's program according to what I said. If the effect is good, it will prove that what I said is not wrong. If it's not good, it will be according to your previous plan, and there will be no loss, will it?"

Originally, I came to ask each other for advice. How can I deny it everywhere? Heard Xu Ling's advice, Sato also nodded heavily, agreed to this statement.

"What are you two doing there? No rest? " At this time, the fat man also woke up. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and saw that Xu Ling's two people were together. He immediately asked.

Jiang Shan just woke up, and his consciousness was not clear, so his voice was not small. Xu Ling and his two were concentrating on discussing the problem, and they were startled.

But after Jiangshan's reminding, Xu lingcai found that his and Sato's movements were not very elegant. Before, in order to be afraid that his voice would disturb his colleagues, he discussed them with almost whispering distance.

It's just that no one is looking at it. But when people find it, especially Jiangshan, who likes to run trains, they have to see the wind and the waves. It's impossible to imagine what it will look like.

While Jiangshan still hasn't recovered, Xu Ling quickly stood up and said, "Yo, Jiangshan, are you awake? Just now I discussed the reform of the program with brother Sato! "

Speaking of the program, it seemed to poke in Jiangshan's heart, which made his sleepiness disappear. He covered his chest with one hand and said with a sad face, "you really worked hard. You didn't sleep all night studying the reform of the program!"

"Well, it's no use just complaining. If you can't find a good way, come back to me after a rest. Maybe I can help you." Xu Ling guided Sato for such a long time, and his addiction to helping others was raised. Only then did he realize that he knew something about the programs of these people in the late night column group.

It's not that Xu Ling is a good teacher, but after all, in Xu Ling's original world, the radio industry has developed better than here. Some successful experiences are also very useful for this side.

"Can you..." Although Xu Ling showed strong strength last night, Jiangshan still showed a touch of doubt.

"Don't pull it down!" Xu lingpiao's mouth, believe it or not, anyway, he has no spare time, and his things are packed up. After saying hello to the two people who are awake, he leaves the office.

After chatting with Sato so much, I forgot to watch the time. When Xu Ling came out of the column group, even some day shift colleagues came to work.

Among the scattered people who came into the radio station, Xu Ling saw Zhu Xu, whom she had not seen for a long time!

The leader of the youth group, who has just become a full-time member, appears to be in high spirits. Sure enough, Wu Qinglian was transferred because of him!

As for the reason for his surprise, group leader Zhu has no ability to rely on his uncle Wang Hui, so he idles day by day. He has never come to the radio station so early today.

Of course, Xu Ling doesn't want to look for trouble. He doesn't want to have any contact with him.

However, often there are some good scars forget the pain, will take the initiative to find some stimulation for their own life.

"Yo! Isn't this Xu Ling? I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that you were transferred to the late night section again? When are you going to surprise old ho again? " Although Xu Ling has to go home to bed early, try to avoid trouble, but trouble will always come.