It stands to reason that the average person who comes into contact with TV media for the first time in his life will be more or less nervous. But Lin Miao relied on the psychological advantage that he was now a child, and Lao Lin led him to charge, when he came to the gate of the TV station on Sunday morning, he was stunned and did not have the slightest ups and downs in his heart, and even had so much fear that even the appetizer of the taxi did not make him feel excessively uncomfortable.

I have to say that he has been riding in the car a lot lately, and he has finally begun to resist the smell of gasoline.

Just like in my previous life - after I went to junior high school, because it was far away from home, it was too inconvenient to ride a bicycle, so I had to take the bus to and from school every day, and then sit and sit, and then I slowly got used to it.

At half past eight in the morning, Lin Miao and Lao Lin came to the gate of Dongou TV on time. After getting out of the taxi, Lin Miao first stuffed a piece of chewing gum into his mouth to suppress his stomach, while Lin Guorong straightened his clothes seriously, then took Lin Miao's hand and walked to the TV station with his head held high. The security guard guarding the gate obviously recognized Lao Lin, and he didn't need Lao Lin to speak, so he politely let Lao Lin enter the gate with a smile on his face.

Lao Lin's ability to recognize the road is first-class, although he has only been to the TV station once, but he is already familiar with the road.

Lin Miao followed him through the passage of the front building of the TV station, and then directly walked through the internal work channel to the No. 2 studio building of the TV station, and the shortest route went directly to the front of the work elevator. Along the way, I met several TV station staff sporadically, and when they saw Lin Miao and Lin Guorong, they all slowed down and saluted Lao Lin.

"Small Courtyard Talk" has been too popular recently.

This kind of half-chicken soup that only became popular around 2000 came out 5 years ahead of schedule, just poking the itch of the market. Now Lao Lin's name is not only in the cultural circle of Dongou City, but has even spread outside the province. Dongou Newspaper Group Publishing House has started to print the hardcover edition of "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard", and I heard that overseas markets are also interested in this book.

In a word, on the current list of best-selling authors in Dongou City, Lao Lin dares to say that he ranks second, I am afraid that few people dare to say that they can rank first.

A book is a god, and Lin Miao helped Lao Lin do it.

For such a result, not to mention that Lao Lin didn't expect it, Ding Shaoyi didn't expect it, even Lin Miao himself didn't expect it.

"It's Lin Guorong, right?"

"Yes, that's him. ”

"Why did you come again? Didn't we invite him once last month?"

"We're two of us. Didn't you see that people brought their sons this time? Didn't they all publish it in the "Dongou Daily", and when he was only 7 years old, he won the first place in the city's primary school mathematics Olympiad, and even pushed the invitation to the juvenile class of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. The two of them came together, and they must have been invited by 1 station, and now it is estimated that other stations are really invited. ”

"This amount is enough to go to the provincial Taiwan. ”

"It's definitely enough, it's so topical! In ancient times, I always said that there was a three-jinshi, father and son were in the same court, and I didn't think that there was such a thing as a gene......

Bite.

The elevator sounded, and the door opened.

Lao Lin, who had been straining his face and pretending not to hear the whispers of those TV station employees, as soon as he entered the elevator, his whole face was like spring snow melting, and he was so happy that he couldn't hold back.

Lin Miao smiled and said, "Dad, the feeling of being famous, is it refreshing?"

Lao Lin grinned, smiled and rubbed Lin Miao's head, "You kid ......"

The elevator went up to the 9th floor and stopped, and as soon as the father and son went out, a TV station director who happened to pass by the elevator door exclaimed exaggeratedly: "Mr. Lin, are you here so early......?

Lin Guorong smiled and nodded.

The choreographer looked at Lin Miao again, and threw out the flattering words: "The child is here too? Today is the father and son recording the show together, right? Okay, good, the audience will definitely like it." Your child is really amazing, I also read your son's news on the "Dongou Daily", it's amazing, the tiger father has no dog!"

Lin Miao looked up at this middle-aged choreographer who was slightly chubby and foaming at the mouth, and interrupted slightly: "Uncle, people from your TV station, won't you be deducted from your bonus for watching Dongou Daily?"

"No, no, it's all brothers. The choreographer laughed.

"Oh......" Lin Miao nodded.

It is no wonder that there is no direct competition between TV and print media, so it is so harmonious.

The little fat editor led Lin Miao and Lin Guorong, and arrived in front of the office of Liang Shuyou, the deputy director of the TV station, while talking.

Chubby slammed twice and knocked on the door.

A deep voice came from inside the door: "Please come in." ”

Xiaopang pushed open the door and said respectfully to the people in the room: "Director Liang, Teacher Lin and his child are here." ”

"Are you coming?" said a woman's voice in the room, and the woman sitting with her back to the door turned her head happily. Lin Miao stood outside the house and saw that it was Ding Shaoyi.

"Director Ding, why are you here too?" Lao Lin took Lin Miao's hand and went straight into the house.

Ding Shaoyi smiled and said: "I'm also here to record the show, I'm going to record it with you today! Who asked you that I wrote the preface to this book? Your book is also published by our publishing house." There was no stumbling between the words, as if he had brainwashed himself and decided that this book was Lin Guorong's work.

Lao Lin seems to have become accustomed to it, and laughed: "Record together, record together, last time I recorded alone for 3 hours, and my mouth was dry." ”

Lin Miao was stunned when she heard this, and there was a trace of horror in her eyes when she looked at Lao Lin.

Last time, it took three hours to record?

I'm afraid that the bottoms are all picked up by this group of guys from the TV station, right?

It's no wonder that the last recorded one is no longer broadcast, in fact, there is no way to broadcast it at all, right?

Lin Miao really guessed correctly......

Last time, Lao Lin came alone, and the recording process was a disaster. Originally, the host wanted to listen to Lao Lin talk about his experience in literary creation, and listen to what Lao Lin's literary and artistic ideas were, but Lao Lin directly exposed his true level, not only answered many questions raised by the host, but also made a lot of common sense jokes. Fortunately, the TV station did not invite viewers at that time, but it was a simple one-on-one interview. And Liang Shuyou, who invited Lao Lin to come, believes that Lao Lin was nervous about being on TV for the first time, because people who can write such a thoughtful book as "Miscellaneous Conversations in the Small Courtyard" will definitely not be a straw bag. As for the state of excitement that Lao Lin showed that day - it was definitely pretended, the more nervous, the more pretended not to be nervous, that's it.

So after Lin Miao's news came out this time, Liang Shuyou simply decided to cut down the version that couldn't be used last time, and let Lin Guorong re-record it again, and in order to eliminate Lao Lin's nervousness, he specially invited Ding Shaoyi to come over.

For Lin Guorong, a best-selling author who has been rare to see in Dongou City for ten years, Liang Shuyou can be regarded as a preferential treatment to the fullest.

"Director Liang, meet again. Lao Lin greeted Ding Shaoyi, and then stepped forward to shake hands with Liang Shuyou.

Liang Shuyou shook hands with Lao Lin, and said very solemnly: "Lao Lin, don't be nervous this time, last time you wrote a success, the word 'just' was written incorrectly, this kind of low-level mistake, I will sweat for you." ”

Lao Lin looked confused and asked, "Did I write it wrong?"

"Yes!" Liang Shuyou was shocked, "Haven't you reacted yet?

Lao Lin was still in a daze when he heard this, and he actually said: "Save people and save ...... That's right......"

Liang Shuyou was dumbfounded.

Lin Miao was also stupid, and thought in her heart, from now on, if you really kill you, you can't let Lao Lin contact the media alone, he is not just flawed, it is simply a honeycomb coal!

"I have something to say!" Lin Miao thought so, and hurriedly wanted to wipe Lao Lin's buttocks, shouting loudly.

Liang Shuyou looked at Lin Miao, his face softened slightly, and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Lin Miao began to forcibly whitewash: "That...... Liu Bowen is famous, right?

"Of course. Liang Shuyou nodded, and asked puzzledly, "So what's the matter?"

Lin Miao forcibly said: "Actually, what my dad is talking about is Liu Bowen, didn't Liu Bowen go home to retire after Zhu Yuanzhang took the country? Later, Zhu Yuanzhang killed the hero, didn't Liu Bowen not be killed? Why was he not killed? It was because although the merit was so great that he should have been killed, he happened to be famous enough, so he saved his life. Therefore, the argument that success saves the life—the salvation that saves the life—is completely valid. It means that after a person retires successfully, he has to rely on fame to protect himself, so this reflects a truth, the rapid retreat is a kind of wisdom, and it is also a kind of wisdom to be a high-profile person before the rapid retreat. The pursuit of fame and fortune is not only to meet one's own requirements for quality of life, achieve one's own life goals, and create one's own social value, but also to protect oneself effectively. ”

Lao Liang's eyelids were jumping violently when he heard this.

This fallacy is ridiculous - is Lao Tzu an illiterate person who has never read a book......