Chapter Ninety-Seven: Final (4)
"That one is called haha, can't you be serious? Why are you as incompetent as Jiang Hudong?" Jin Zhongming was not in a good mood, and the explanation smelled of gunpowder.
"Hey, the Jeju Island haha team, which was previously considered to be the first in strength, was eliminated, it's not that Mr. Wang Changbin is not strong enough, he didn't get the opportunity to play at all, haha's performance is really disappointing. So far, 3 of the 7 MCs of the Infinite Challenge have been eliminated, so let's see if Jung Jun-ha can keep enough dignity for the MCs. Liu Zaishi ignored the grumpy Jin Zhongming and entered the state of solo commentary by himself.
"Why is Mr. Jung Jun-ha crying?" asked Kim Jong-ming curiously. "This is only the first round, you still have a long way to go in the future, with the strength of your group, maybe you will make it to the end?"
After winning the game, Jung Jun-ha hugged his head and cried. Of course, Jin Zhongming knew the reason inside, and yesterday was the hospital where he accompanied Zheng Junhe, but he was playing the role of a pranking at this time, so naturally he would not break it.
Zheng Junhe walked out of the competition area, came to the host area to pick up the microphone, and explained to the audience: "I'm sorry everyone, I have a back injury, I thought it was just an ordinary sprain, but when I went to the hospital for a check-up yesterday, the doctor said that I probably won't help my team anymore, I didn't believe it at first, but when I was playing just now, I felt that I was really powerless, Comet and I are old acquaintances, I know his strength well, but I was a little thrilled to fight him, and I will enter the quarterfinals in the future. What about the semi-finals? The strength of our team was originally very strong, and we were ready to win the championship from the beginning, and the teacher who came with me and Brother Jianxin have been training with me for the past two months, just to win glory for the dojo in Gangwon Province, I promised the children of Gangwon Province to take them to the finals, but now because of me, they are likely to lose the game, I am really"
Zheng Junhe was really emotional, and he was almost unable to cry when he said this, which is actually understandable. Because this is not just a bonus of chicken soup for the soul, but the particularity of this place in Gangwon-do.
South Korea's per capita income during this period was about 10 times that of China, but the gap between the rich and the poor was huge. Even in Seoul, a city that never sleeps, a few dozen miles east along the north bank of the Han River along Kim Jong Myung's house can be found with large shanty towns, in stark contrast to the Jamsil on the other side of the river and the Cheongdam-dong area not far away. Why did Yoo throw money at the coal bank at every turn? Because it was in the Mianmudong area that he was funded by the coal bank. As for Gangwon Province, not to mention, this is the poorest place in South Korea, South Korea has completely completed the principle of nearby enrollment in elementary and junior high schools as early as a few decades, and all teachers and teaching resources will be evenly distributed, but a considerable number of children in Gangwon Province still cannot go to school.
Kim Jong-myung, the gym where Jung Jun-ha is located, has also seen it on TV, it is a public welfare gym, the facilities inside are completely dilapidated, and the clothes of the children in the gym are all donated, and he promised the children that the picture of taking them to Seoul to watch the finals has also been broadcast through the previous program, and the people present are all relevant parties and have known about it for a long time. So his cry immediately caused a shock in the audience.
The others present quickly persuaded Zheng Junhe to stabilize his emotions so that he could continue the game.
As Zheng Junhe said, the strength of their team was outstanding, and the disciples of the Daoguan immediately defeated Comet Shin's team 6:0 in the first battle.
The game came to the last one, Ji Sangyeol Ji Fatty's funny skills were very good, and he immediately enlivened up the atmosphere, and Kim Jong Ming went to the back of the audience at this time.
"Jin PD, it seems that the children that Brother Junhe said don't just mean the children in the gym who came today, right?"
Kim Tae-ho first patted the floor next to him and motioned for Kim Jong-ming to sit down and not block the camera, before he spoke: "That's right, what he promised was a student from a nearby elementary school." ”
"How many?"
“2-300!”
"Is there a way?"
"Of course, this venue is big enough to be renovated. ”
"That?"
"Junhe originally thought that if he reached the finals tomorrow, he would take the opportunity to publicly tell the program team about it, but we were embarrassed not to agree. Kim Tae-ho recounted expressionlessly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"We?" Jin Zhongming frowned.
"That's the one over there!" Kim Tae-ho pouted, and Kim Jong-ming spotted a familiar fat man in the direction he signaled.
"Isn't the director of the Relaxation Promotion Association the one who performed the ballad festival?" Kim Jong-ming recognized the man.
"That's right. We were prepared, but if we couldn't convince him, we wouldn't have the human and financial resources to renovate the venue. Kim Tae-ho said the crux of the problem.
"Does he have anything other than Roh Moo-hyun's background?"
"No, he's a poor boy brought by Roh Moo-hyun from Busan. ”
"Then I'm going to talk to him?" Jin Zhongming's heart moved slightly.
Kim Tae-ho turned his head and looked Kim Jong-ming up and down, nodded and said, "Okay!"
"What's the director's surname?" Jin Zhongming sat next to the fat director.
"Don't have your surname Chang. What is Mr. Jin Zhongming looking for me?" The fat director immediately burst into laughter when he saw Jin Zhongming coming.
"Director, I'll just say it straight, I think it's important to take the kids from Gangwon-do and have a look? Kim Jong Ming got straight to the point.
"Yes, and I'd love to do it, but it's going to cost a lot more. The permanent director put on a compassionate image.
"yes, then forget it!" Jin Zhongming nodded, as if he really just came over and mentioned it casually.
"MBC has been very prosperous during his tenure as a director, and it seems that you will probably be able to continue to contribute to the people after the presidential election that will start at the end of next year. After a few more words, and when the fat man relaxed, Kim Jong-ming turned the topic to the relationship between the presidential election and MBC.
"I? I can only go back to Busan and live as a city councilor. "The permanent directors were frustrated. "The situation is very unfavorable, we can't even keep the opposition party in the parliamentary election next year, how can we keep our seats in the committee?"
"Oh?" Jin Zhongming looked at the permanent director in surprise. "It's a shame to be at the level of a permanent director. However, because my ancestors have been in the Ministry of Finance for most of their lives, it is not the first time I have seen this kind of thing. ”
"I didn't expect you."
After some conversation, Kim Jong-myung returned to Kim Tae-ho.
"Are your parents both representatives of Park Geun-hye's juniors at Sogang University?" Kim Tae-ho looked at the batch in his hand and sent the permanent director who turned away with a smile, and then immediately turned back and asked in a somewhat skeptical tone.
"Yes, you can go check it!" Jin Zhongming dismissed.
"Are you familiar with Representative Park Geun-hye?" asked Kim Tae-ho suspiciously.
"Not familiar at all!" Kim Jong-ming was very frank.
"Then you dare?" Kim Tae-ho was stunned.
"Does it matter? Did I promise anything?" Kim Jong-myung was upset with Kim Tae-ho's fuss. "I'm going to leave after filming this special right away, I have to make a movie for half a year, at most next year's Song Festival, he will have to prepare for the mouse to move, I'm afraid he can affect me?"
"Yes, but" Kim Tae-ho was still a little uneasy.
"Secondly, look at it, this election, this senior of my parents will definitely not be elected!" Kim Jong Ming Nunu mouthed. "So, even if I meet the permanent director later, he has nothing to say to me. ”
"Are you so sure?" Kim Tae-ho put the approval slip in his arms and looked at the busy work of the program team a little speechlessly.
"I'm sure Zidane will use his ass to push people in this year's World Cup!
"You lunatic!"
Jin Zhongming smiled and immediately changed the topic: "Chi Fat Man has a hand, and he can still be promoted if he is beaten like that." ”
Kim Tae-ho glanced at him and didn't say anything, you said that he was beaten like that, how can he still have a hand?
Ji Fatzi is the last group, and his promotion means that the afternoon recording is over, and Kim Jong-myung no longer messes with Kim Tae-ho, but tries to invite Park Kyung-yi and his daughter to their own home.
"I'm very sorry Zhong Ming, it's a rare opportunity, it's almost the New Year, I'm going to take Chu Long for a walk and buy her some gifts. Park Jingyi smiled very happily, whether it was the promotion or the New Year, or his daughter by his side, he was infected with a happy atmosphere.
"Then I won't bother, feel free to contact me if you need anything, we'll see you tomorrow!" Jin Zhongming nodded and said goodbye to the father and daughter. Although Kim Tae-ho originally shouted that the competition would start on January 20 and the finals would be held on the 28th, the actual recording would be over after three days next to each other, so tomorrow it will be 8 into 4 and 4 into 2. That's why he said I'll see you tomorrow.
"Goodbye!" Chu Long also shook his hand with Jin Zhongming.
Seeing this, Jin Zhongming turned around and chatted with Liang Zhengmo again, and the other party was also about to go to his eldest disciple Kim Tae-won, but now he had to nod and go back alone.
This year, there was a lot of snow in Seoul, and when I walked out of the gym, I realized that the sunny weather in the morning was long gone, and there was quite a lot of snow on the ground. For the sake of safety, Jin Zhongming did not let Wang Zhongbing send him, and even did not let Wang Zhongbing drive back by himself, but let the other party take the subway home.
"What about Zhong Ming?" asked Wang Zhongbing curiously.
"It's still light, I'll just walk back. Tomorrow too, depending on the weather, if it doesn't continue to snow, pick me up at my house, or I'll just take the subway. ”
"Okay, I'll go back, Zhong Ming, you have to be careful on the road. Wang Zhongbing nodded and agreed to his employer's plan.
Saying goodbye to everyone, Kim Jong-ming decided to go along the south bank of the Han River to Apgujeong and then turn to the Donghu Bridge to go home, for him to feel the light snow rushing in his face along the way, and to hear the creaking sound under his feet, it was a pleasure.
That's right, Jin Zhongming likes light rain and snow the most, which is why he wants to go alone.