With the Olympic Games approaching, Wang Cong has been on the TV station in the past few days, preparing this 20-minute small column, and the hardware facilities are all ready. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the past few days, Zhang Liang has been communicating with Tian Wenlin, and the two sides have discussed it many times, and finally Tian Wenlin made concessions, and Zhang Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There are still two days before the opening of the Olympic Games, Wang Cong is used to going to work every day to go to the studio to have a look, Wang Cong told the props, in fact, it is a reference to the version of Lao Liang in the previous life, and the background layout is also modeled on the situation in the previous life.

Looking at some familiar pictures, thinking about the key host, what is the state of Tian Wenlin, Zhang Liang walked over.

"Director Wang, Teacher Tian Wenlin will rehearse in a while, can you take a look?"

Wang Cong said: "You have communicated with him, don't make any mistakes, we are already very nervous about time." ”

Zhang Liang seemed a little lacking in confidence and said: "This Director Wang, you can take a look at it in a while." ”

After a while, the program director on the stage shouted that all departments were ready, and the rehearsal began

"The White Emperor of the Dynasty Speech Colorful Clouds"

"A Thousand Miles of Gangneung in One Day"

"The apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying"

"The light boat has crossed the Ten Thousand Mountains"

Wang Cong felt that he was really not good, there can be a set poem, the key is that you don't match the Olympic storytelling very well, at this time Wang Cong hurriedly stopped.

Wang Cong walked on the stage, came to Tian Wenlin and said, "Teacher Tian, do you think this opening poem can be changed." ”

Tian Wenlin saw that as soon as he opened, this young man was nitpicky, and said impatiently: "Director Wang, what do you say is better, you say I'll listen." ”

Wang Cong didn't care and said: "Look at Mr. Tian, our column is to comment on the event, interpretation, etc., I can't help but increase the interest, but also academic, how do you see my sentence."

The years are like a shuttle every day, cold and summer every year, pointing out the country and talking about the Olympic storytelling. ”

When Tian Wenlin heard this, he couldn't help laughing: "I said Director Xiao Wang, isn't this just a limerick, if we say this in the storytelling class, we must not let people laugh to death." ”

Zhang Liang saw that Wang Cong's face was a little gloomy, and hurriedly came over and said: "Teacher Tian, haven't we discussed, although our column is called Olympic storytelling, but the essence of the program is still based on commentary and commentary, just using storytelling-style colloquialism, this doesn't need to be so serious." ”

When Tian Wenlin heard this, he said unhappily: "I told you that storytelling should be in accordance with the old tradition, although it is said that storytelling should also keep pace with the times, but what kind of limerick poem I told you is simply a joke, and I can't afford to lose that person." ”

Wang Cong said: "Mr. Tian, you also said that advancing with the times, then you can know that the current audience's psychological appeal, keeping pace with the times is to innovate. ”

Tian Wenlin's temper also came up, and said: "Hmph, what kind of storytelling are you talking to me about when you are young, I said that I would be able to do the book, but you haven't spoken out yet." ”

Wang Cong couldn't help but be very angry when he saw that Tian Wenlin was still the same at all, and he didn't argue with Tian Wenlin, and asked Zhang Liang to come to the office with him.

When he arrived at his office, Wang Cong first picked up the teacup and poured a sip of tea, and said, "Minister Zhang, how did you sign the contract with Tian Wenlin?

When Minister Zhang heard Wang Cong say such a thing, he couldn't help but sigh that he couldn't do things well, how could he break the contract at will, and comforted: "Director Wang, you see that time is so tight now, if we really don't need Tian Wenlin, what should we do? Isn't the show just yellow? We just initialed an agreement, and we haven't officially signed the contract yet, if we don't use Tian Wenlin, there is no compensation, at most it is just tens of thousands of yuan in compensation." ”

Wang Cong didn't listen at all before, and when he heard that it was only tens of thousands of yuan in compensation, he said: "Okay, then you can tell this Tian Wenlin, we don't need him, as for the show, I am free to arrange it." ”

Zhang Liang was stunned for a moment: "Director Wang, you... Isn't it... Under consideration"

"Don't think about it, you just do it. ”

Zhang Liang was still a little uneasy and said: "I mean, who will come to the show?"

Wang Cong gritted his teeth and said, "I'm coming!"

Zhang Liang really felt that this Director Wang was not angry, and then thought, yes, when this Director Wang was in the sports department, didn't he rely on his identity as a football commentator to become popular.

Thinking of this, Zhang Liang didn't comfort Wang Cong, and said, "Okay, then I'll go and talk to Teacher Tian Wenlin." ”

After sending Zhang Liang away, Wang Cong began to think about how to tell the Olympic storytelling well, at the beginning, Wang Cong also considered himself, but thinking of his age and appearance, he didn't fit well, so he thought of finding a storyteller.

I didn't want to encounter such a thing, it seems that I still have to come by myself, although I don't quite match this temperament in terms of appearance and age, but I can lean on that kind of talk show, and the way I speak is still to imitate Lao Liang's rhythm.

Thinking of this, Wang Cong asked Qiu Bing to send him all the news materials prepared by the editorial department for the recent Olympic Games.

Looking at the file box that is half a table high, Wang Cong is not worried at all, who let the memory of Niu Cha Na, go to the bathroom, wash his face, and let himself be refreshed, so that according to the process of the Olympic Games, looking at the news materials of the previous Olympic Games.

It wasn't until Qiu Bing came to remind him that Wang Cong found that it was time to get off work, packed up his things, picked up two file boxes, and prepared to take them home to see, after all, time waits for no one.

Driving to the door of the restaurant in the community, Wang Cong didn't plan to cook by himself, just took a simple bite outside, and then returned home.

Cut some fruit, put it on the desk, opened the file box, took out the information and looked at it, time passed unconsciously, and by the time Wang Cong finished reading the two file box materials, it was almost twelve o'clock.

Putting away the information, Wang Cong turned on the computer and looked at Xie Kexin's email.

"Today is the first day of school, the school environment is very beautiful, I also met my teacher, he took good care of me, when he lectured, he spoke very slowly, I was afraid that I would not understand the foreigner, and I found that my age is not the oldest, here, there are many middle-aged uncles who also come to class......"

Looking at the photos taken by Xie Kexin at school, not to mention that he really has a bit of a student temperament.

"The Olympics are about to start, and the show I was preparing for today was a bit of an accident...... So I'm going to go on my own, and my head is clouded when I watch the information today, but I think I'm still confident that I can do a good job in this show. ”