Chapter 17: Suppose you're a moderator
Later, Ding Yungu saw that something was wrong and came out to save the scene, so that the three teachers could refocus their attention on Ding Li. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
The current situation has been thoroughly understood.
No. 1 and No. 3 must have agreed with Ding Li's fat man's passage, but Mr. No. 2 was a little choked.
He continued to pick the bones in the egg and said: "Ding Li, although you read the poem as required, I still can't count you as passing. My request is for you to compose a poem to reflect your homesickness, and the silent night poem is obviously not written by yourself. ”
Hearing this, Ding Li really wanted to give himself a big mouth, why didn't he just admit that this poem was created by himself?
Now it's good, the poem is out, but it still hasn't passed.
He didn't want to just go back from the comedy preliminaries.
Just wanted to say something, I saw the No. 1 judge teacher helping Ding Li and please: "Teacher Liu, today we are blessed to Ding Li, I heard such a beautiful ancient poem, in my opinion, I should not give Ding Li a chance." ”
"Teacher Liu, are you giving the seventeenth contestant a chance?" the No. 3 judge also took the opportunity to say.
In fact, to put it bluntly, this is No. 1 and No. 3 selling favors.
In case Ding Li becomes popular in the future, he will definitely remember the good of the two of them, on the contrary, the two of them have nothing to lose.
The two judges and teachers were trying to intercede with Ding, and the No. 2 judge teacher naturally didn't want to refute their face, so he immediately nodded and said: "No. 17 contestant, for the sake of the two teachers, I will give you a chance, it's still the topic just now, but you must create it yourself." ”
Ding Li nodded, thought for a while, picked up the microphone and read softly: "On the night of the bright moon, the wanderer was alone, looking at the land covered by moonlight in the distance, and couldn't help but think of his relatives in the distance, the gray-haired old mother, the faltering old father, are they okay...... Because they are all under the same sky, because they are all under the same starry sky, they are all ....... ”
Ding Li read this poem for a long time, almost three minutes.
This poem is different from the silent night poem just now, one long and one short, one ancient and one present, and it is read out in the most popular form of recitation of Shui Lanxing.
Without waiting for No. 1 and No. 3 to speak, the No. 2 judge teacher nodded and said: "No. 17 contestant, even if you passed the first test, now we will conduct the second test, the second test question is very simple, if you are a host, how to save the scene when you encounter a cold field?"
Ding Li was stunned.
He didn't expect that he would encounter such a strange topic when he came to participate in the comedy talent preliminaries.
To be honest, he is not the host, so naturally he doesn't know how to save the scene.
Just when his mind was blank, Teacher No. 2 gave him a great hope as if he was sending charcoal in the snow.
"Contestant No. 17, we are the same as just now, we also set up a scene, if you are the host of a large-scale variety show competition. This show is particularly popular, and it has reached the final stage. At this time, in front of countless audiences across the country, one of the guests who competed suddenly proposed to withdraw from the competition for some reason. What should you do in this situation, this is the most important on-the-spot adaptability of the reaction host. If you resolve this crisis perfectly, I will give you the green light to advance, otherwise you will have to go where you come from and where you go. ”
Ding Li was almost already celebrating wildly in his heart.
If he didn't have this artistic conception assumption, he would not be able to answer it nine times out of ten, but the artistic conception assumption of Teacher No. 2 was ostensibly embarrassing Ding Li, but in fact, it gave Ding Li a big bug.
In his previous life, when he was on Earth, he watched a show with such a plot in it.
It was a live singer singing competition, and the participants in the competition were all big-name singers in the Chinese national music scene.
When it was the turn of a top singer to play, he suddenly announced his retirement.
At that time, the performance of the male host to save the scene was perfect, and afterwards many hosts regarded him as their idol, and when they encountered problems, the first thing they usually thought about was what the male host would do and how they would do it.
Ding Li's teachers also set up certain courses for them in response to this situation.
So in Ding Li's heart, he is very familiar with the part where the male host rescued the scene.
Seeing that Ding Li didn't speak, the people present thought that Ding Li was a little stage frightened.
Teacher No. 1 even encouraged Ding Li to play boldly, "Ding Li, don't be afraid, don't say anything, just when you are the host, this is the scene of the game, we are the spectators watching the game on the spot, you just improvise." ”
"Thank you, teacher. Ding Li bowed to Teacher No. 1, and then looked at the fat man on the side.
The fat man grabbed the microphone and thought himself as the one who withdrew, he first bowed to the crowd present, and then said loudly: "Now and the audience friends in front of the TV, I am the singer Wang Le, before the competition, I have a small proposal." For some reason, I had to withdraw from the singer competition, and I would like to say sorry to you for the consequences of my withdrawal from the competition. ”
"I'm the host, I'm the host of this show, I'm the host of this singer competition show. Ding Li took the microphone without thinking about it, and said loudly, he pointed out his identity three times in a row, he was the host, "Since I am the host of this stage, then this stage is my home field, and in the next time, this stage will be controlled by me!"
The perfect beginning stunned the judges, teachers and the audience present.
Even a certain leader who has been paying attention to the backstage stared at the big screen in front of him without saying a word at this time, and what the seventeenth player said just now is that he may not be able to say it.
Unlike everyone, Ding Yungu, the host of the preliminaries, stared fiercely at Ding Li on the stage at this time.
"Usually a song is sung for four to five minutes, but due to Wang Le's withdrawal, there will be a gap of four to five minutes in our program. Ding Li took the microphone and regarded himself as the idol host who saved the perfect scene of the earth, and continued to talk eloquently: "Backstage director, please hurry up and prepare a three- to five-minute advertising time for me, because I will use it later." ”
His performance made everyone look at him in surprise.
These people suddenly realized that just now, the young man in front of them seemed to be a different person, and he felt like an old TV host was domineering!