Hanging up the phone, Jiang Lun began to struggle.

Talent is a headache for him.

What kind of talent can be performed to make people shine and be memorable, this is where Jiang Lun needs to work hard.

It took him nearly eight hours to study until the evening, and he finally decided on the content of the talent, and this talent was something that he had to work hard to hone for himself.

The next morning.

As soon as it was dawn, Chen Yingying got up.

When I went to the bathroom with sleepy eyes, I suddenly heard someone on the balcony reading.

“…… Braised chicken feet, braised duck feet, braised bamboo shoots, boiled white eggs, dried eggplant braised pork, duck soup, crab meat soup, three fresh mulberry soup......"

"Huh?"

Chen Yingying was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously walked towards Chaoyangtai.

Seeing Jiang Lun wearing pajamas, holding a piece of paper and croaking around there, he couldn't help but wonder, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Jiang Lun stopped, turned around and said, "Oh, this is not a final to show your talents, I'll practice!"

"You practice this?"

Chen Yingying sneered, "You don't want to go up and talk about cross talk, right?"

"It's not cross talk, it's a talk show!" Jiang Lun said.

Of course, Chen Yingying won't understand just by saying such a term, because there is no talk show in this world, but if you want to explain it in detail, he can't explain it.

All in all, a talk show is a complaining show that connects one joke after another, while stand-up comedy is telling a story, with characters, scenes, and jokes.

It can be said that talk shows are relatively simple, completely an entertainment type, and only seek to make people laugh. It is not intended to be thought-provoking, it is a good medicine for the public to decompress.

And the artistic requirements of talk shows are not as high as cross talk, cross talk is the foundation accumulated over time, and it will not be able to go on stage in a few years, but talk shows are different, truly formed programs. There is a strong team of people behind it, at least between 30 and 80 people.

And those who stand in front of the stage to perform, the host who responds quickly can do it, the cross talk actor who is full of groceries can do a good job, and the general public can practice and play as a talent.

Jiang Lun belongs to the general public, practice as a talent, and show it on stage, anyway, this talent is not the focus of the competition. It's just a link.

Some online anchors who engage in game commentary actually have the rudiments of talk shows, but they haven't realized that this is also an art, and they haven't thought about how to systematize this thing.

"Talk show? What is this?"

Chen Yingying really didn't understand, and showed curiosity.

"It's also a language art. Actually, it's like those stand-up comedy shows on TV that tell jokes, except that I replaced the jokes with real jokes. Some performances have also been changed, and the term 'talk show' was also invented by me!"

Jiang Lun hugged her waist and said without shame.

Although there are many language programs based on humor, they are at best the germ of talk shows, and no one has come up with the terms "talk-show" and "talk show". There is no shortage of "stand-up-comedy" masters in countries around the world, but their content is mainly based on complete stories, unlike real stand-up comedy.

It can be said that Jiang Lun has made a loophole in talk shows, and he can naturally be called the inventor of talk shows. The first person.

"You invented it yourself?"

Chen Yingying was even more curious, "Tell me, what's going on?"

"This ...... I can't explain it for a while, but when you come back from class, I'll tell you a paragraph, and you'll know when you're done!"

"Can't you say it now?"

"I've got to get ready! But I promise, you're the first audience!"

"Okay then!" Chen Yingying was a little reluctant, "I have one more class in the afternoon, try to come back early, you have to be ready! ”

"You know, didn't I prepare with my heart?"

Jiang Lun smiled and patted her on the back buttocks, Chen Yingying twisted and said "hate".

Looking back again, Jiang Lun actually said again seriously, "Red balls, white balls, boiled balls, croquettes......"

……

It's hard to create, but it's not so much of a hassle to copy someone else's.

Jiang Lun looked at those talk show videos in the other world, selected the most basic, but can make people laugh, and at the same time, it must also be in line with the situation of this world, he doesn't know what the jokes of some talk shows in the other world are not, so naturally he won't use them, and those that he understands as soon as he hears them can become one of the works.

After the direction of these picked out stalks and interlocking design directions, they were neatly copied on paper, and then recorded with a mobile phone to calculate the time.

The performance time he set was ten minutes, and he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to remember the content behind it if it was too long, and the program team wouldn't allow you to open a special show, and the time was too short to show the charm of the talk show, so he pinched a little calculation, and if the time was not enough, he continued to add jokes and adjust the direction, and if the time was too long, then delete some jokes that were not enough to introduce laughter.

For several days, Jiang Lun went to home to polish his talk show works, exercise his language skills and reaction skills, and even found the cross talk master Qin Shu through a brokerage company to learn stage performance for a day.

He went to the music side on a rainy day for two mornings, and all the production matters were left to Li Qing, and he just recorded and sang.

In the blink of an eye, the day of the final has arrived.

Early in the morning of January 16th.

Light snow was falling in the sky.

On the same day, Jiang Lun came to the CCTV building despite the wind and snow.

found the person in charge of this competition and was directly taken to the new office area of CCTV 2 on the 16th floor.

in a conference room.

When Jiang Lun came in, he had already made more than a dozen people.

Among these people, there are familiar faces and unfamiliar faces, but in general, there is no one who can be named.

"Jiang Lun. Hello!"

As soon as he sat down, a handsome boy next to him greeted him, "I am also the kicker who has qualified for the competition this year, but behind you, it is precisely because I saw your success in kicking the gym that I have the confidence to come!"

"Hello. Hello!"

Jiang Lun greeted him with a smile, but he didn't expect that his original kicking in the gym would also affect others.

"Me too!"

Another little girl walked over, "I kicked the gym in September, but unfortunately the starlight show stopped broadcasting in the second week of my successful kicking!"

"Yes, I was thinking about asking for leave from the school in November, but now I don't have to ask for leave!" said the handsome boy.

"Why?" asked the little girl curiously.

The boy said. "I'm out of school now, just waiting for the Chinese New Year to go to school to hand in a draft of my graduation thesis!"

The two chatted in front of Jiang Lun, so that he, an auditor who had never officially gone to college, couldn't even interject.

After waiting for a few minutes, two people were brought in from outside.

Jiang Lun subconsciously glanced back, and it was actually an acquaintance.

Immediately stood up to greet him, "Brother Wen! Brother Sheng!"

It's no one else. It was Wen Tao and Wu Yusheng, but they were not surprised to see Jiang Lun.

Wen Tao said with a smile. "I guessed that you would definitely participate, but I didn't expect to guess correctly!"

"Guess what! Just call me and ask!" Jiang Lun said, "You were voted for by netizens?"

"Of course!" Wu Yusheng proudly took out a letter and handed it to Jiang Lun, "We're invited!"

Jiang Lun glanced at the letter, which read: Wu Yusheng, who was voted by netizens and participated in the fourth week of the second Starlight Show in March. Qualified with 3,623 votes in 19th place......

"Ho!" Jiang Lun smiled, "You actually won the nineteenth place, and you got 3,623 votes?"

"You can see how fierce the competition is!"

Wu Yusheng had an expression for the rest of his life, "At that time, I was forty-two votes short of twenty, and twenty-one and twenty-one were three votes away, do you say it's thrilling?"

"Thrilling indeed!"

Jiang Lun nodded. asked Wen Tao again, "Brother Wen, how many votes did you get?"

"I don't have much!" Wen Tao smiled modestly.

Wu Yusheng immediately called, "Not much? 12,000 votes, second in line! How many can you still call?"

"Second?" Jiang Lun was stunned, he had been polishing his works at home for the past few days, so he didn't have time to pay attention to this ranking, but he didn't expect Wen Tao to actually rank second, and congratulated at the moment, "That's really congratulations!"

"Alas!" Wen Tao waved his hand, "There's nothing to congratulate, I'm just getting a qualification for the competition!"

"I didn't expect us to get together again!"

Wu Yusheng said happily, "Let's encourage each other and cheer each other on!"

As he was talking, another group of people came in outside, and now all the finalists were all here.

Such players can be described as strange, some are wearing fashionable sequins, some are leather pants, some are wearing national costumes, and some have a white towel wrapped around their heads, and they are wearing thick sheepskin jackets.

Like Jiang Lun, there are eight players who have qualified this year, and the other 20 were voted by netizens.

The house seems to be peaceful, but in fact, everyone has their own little Jiujiu in their hearts.

"Bang dang!"

The door to the conference room opened again.

Everyone thought it was someone from the program team who came in, but who knew that it was a man with sunglasses and a trendy suit.

As soon as he came in, he first looked around, his eyes suddenly aimed at Jiang Lun, and the corners of his mouth suddenly hooked up a slight smile, and then walked towards Jiang Lun, "Hello Jiang Lun, I'm Sun Youpeng!"

"Hello!" Jiang Lun nodded lightly.

Although he has never seen this Sun Youpeng, he has always remembered it in his heart, because he is Sun Youjia's brother.

At that time, he eliminated Sun Youjia, and this thing must have hated himself very much.

What are you doing now, demonstrating?

I only heard Sun Youpeng smirk, "Last time my brother lost to you, I have always wanted to learn your skills, your current popularity and status are different from the past, and it is not comparable to me, an outdated little singer, but since you participated in this competition, we are opponents, and I am looking forward to competing with you!"

"Hehe......"

Jiang Lun smiled faintly, "I'm not looking forward to it!" (To be continued.) )