C23 The Radio Superstar Guest

This beauty was beyond human possibility!

Wang Shijie was utterly dumbfounded, rooted to the spot, his eyes glued to Karina and Lin Haoyu in a mix of horror and disbelief.

"Yu, Yu, Brother Yu, who is this...?"

Lin Haoyu let out a cold laugh, mopping the sweat from his brow.

Damn system, are you trying to set me up? Don't you realize how easily bringing a girl to the company can lead to misunderstandings?

Could it be that Lin Haoyu brought his girlfriend to the teletorium?

Wang Shijie silently nodded to himself, impressed that Brother Yu's girlfriend was so stunning, far surpassing any celebrity in beauty.

"Sister-in-law?"

"Pfft!"

Lin Haoyu, who had just taken a sip of tea to soothe his throat, sprayed it all over Wang Shijie's face in response.

Sister-in-law? Seriously, Wang Shijie, are you trying to push me to my limits?

Karina, unfazed, continued to smile graciously, occasionally casting glances at Lin Haoyu that twinkled with light.

Despite the awkwardness, Wang Shijie's hopeful eyes remained on Lin Haoyu. He casually wiped his face and awaited a response.

Out of courtesy, Lin Haoyu cleared his throat solemnly and said, "This is my new fan, Karina. Meet Wang Shijie, my go-to sound engineer."

Upon hearing this, Karina extended her hand with a warm smile, and Wang Shijie shook it, acknowledging the introduction.

Wang Shijie's face lit up with understanding, and he shot Lin Haoyu a sly, knowing grin before quietly chuckling and stepping back to discreetly work on the recording equipment.

"Yu, I'll leave you two alone then. Just act like I'm not here..."

Hehe, who would've thought that even Yu, always holed up in the studio, would find a girl, while I, Wang Shijie, remain eternally single...

Aside from Sugar, it seemed Wang Shijie hadn't laid eyes on any other girls for months.

Watching Wang Shijie dart into the corner, Lin Haoyu felt a large drop of cold sweat trickle down his forehead. In a world like an anime, that sweat drop would be as big as half his head.

"Wang, you've made an impression on me."

With a stoic face, Lin Haoyu strode over to the teletorium, switched on the recording gear, and gestured for Karina to take a seat at an adjacent recording station.

All of a sudden, Wang Shijie jolted as if struck by a thought, turned back, and scrutinized Karina with a vacant stare, inhaling sharply in astonishment:

"Wait a second, she's the spitting image of the international star, Karina!"

But surely, an international artist of her caliber wouldn't be mingling with a humble radio host like Yu, would she?

Watching Lin Haoyu's playful banter with Karina, Wang Shijie's suspicions about her being the namesake celebrity vanished.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it. But Yu's girlfriend is undeniably stunning!"

Wang Shijie chuckled at himself and settled back into his corner, ready to start the recording session.

"So, Karina, this is my personal teletorium."

Scratching his head sheepishly and chuckling, Lin Haoyu gave Karina a brief tour of his teletorium number three.

Karina's brow furrowed slightly. Surely such basic facilities couldn't suffice for a radio station's needs.

"Yu, doesn't your station have the latest recording equipment?"

Karina eyed the outdated recording gear before her, clueless about its operation.

"Hmm? The latest recording equipment? That's something you'd have to purchase from Aglon!"

Overhearing the conversation from a distance, Wang Shijie quickly stood up and loudly chimed in to change the subject:

"Hey, Yu, did that ghost from last night ever die?"

Snapped out of his daze, Lin Haoyu replied with impatience:

"What ghost are you talking about... Oh, right, the ghost. Well, it didn't die, but it's not like Wang Shijie—impossible to kill no matter how hard he tries."

Before he could finish his sentence, Wang Shijie had already returned to his seat, keeping a low profile.

"Click! Click! Click!"

The sound of the recording starting jolted Lin Haoyu into high spirits. With a look of exhilaration, he closed his eyes and silently prayed, "May the system bless me with a smooth day today..."

Karina switched her accent, now speaking in flawless British English, without the hesitation she had when speaking Mandarin.

"Welcome to 'After Midnight'. I'm Lin Haoyu, one of the members of the Avenger Alliance, your avenging assassin..."

Karina's face was a mix of confusion and curiosity as she listened to Lin Haoyu's resonant voice, struggling to grasp the meaning behind his words.

"Avenger? What does that have to do with the Avengers?"

The more puzzled she became, the more enigmatic Lin Haoyu seemed to her.

Lin Haoyu let out a light chuckle, glanced at Karina, and then looked forward again, saying,

"In this episode, we've arranged a special twenty-minute guest segment. We're honored to have with us a beauty from the Kingdom of Cusweicia, Karina."

Karina brushed a lock of hair from her forehead and smoothly transitioned into Lin Haoyu's introduction, continuing in English with a soft voice:

"Hello, everyone. I'm Karina."

Karina's voice exuded a regal and refined quality, laced with a hint of softness and vulnerability, perfectly aligning with the aesthetic preferences of the Chinese audience.

Lin Haoyu grinned, deliberately lowering his voice close to the microphone, and chuckled mischievously,

"Dear listeners, I, Lin Haoyu, can personally vouch for Karina's stunning beauty, capable of bringing cities to their knees! If it weren't for your avenger's unwavering resolve, we might not have been able to air today's show..."

"Pfft!"

Wang Shijie, who had been monitoring the live feed through his headphones, suddenly spat out his water, his face turning red with embarrassment. He coughed awkwardly, quickly stood up, and chuckled apologetically,

"Uh, Brother Yu, please, carry on with your work. Just pretend I'm not here..."

'Ignore you?' Lin Haoyu's forehead veins bulged. If it weren't for Wang Shijie's interruptions, he might have already finished recording today's second episode.

"Ha, I hope you won't keep causing me trouble," Lin Haoyu warned with a frosty gaze as he turned the microphone back on.

Wang Shijie nodded with brisk, almost comical determination, like a pecking chick.

Rolling his eyes, Lin Haoyu let out a resigned sigh and, composing himself, continued,