Chapter 282: Memorizing Lines (1st Update)

Xia Xing smiled faintly and directly memorized the lines on the prompt card.

There was silence.

Although each cue card is only a few hundred words, all the cue cards add up to several thousand words.

Xia Xing only glanced at it a few times, but he memorized it all.

"Xia Xing, you are so powerful, how did you do it, do you have any special memory methods?" At this time, Jia Jia, another host of the art station, asked.

After listening to Jia Jia's words, several other hosts also came to their senses and showed concern.

As a host, the most headache is memorizing lines.

In a program, sometimes it takes a day to memorize lines, especially for some live programs.

Therefore, memorizing the lines of the show is the most headache for many hosts.

Xia Xing actually memorized the content of the cue card after a few glances, this memory is too unbelievable.

If they can ask Xia Xing for some ways to memorize their lines, it will definitely be of great benefit to them to host the show in the future.

"Xia Xing, they are all colleagues, don't hide your skills!" Li Tian on the side said with a smile.

"Well, the method is naturally there, and it's very simple. Xia Xing said with a smile.

After listening to Xia Xing's words, everyone's eyes lit up.

It's simple, which means it's not difficult to learn.

Everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Xia Xing, only to see Xia Xing pick up a card with a smile and say, "I read the content on it once, and I remember it!"

"+99 Hatred from Jia Jia!"

"Hatred from Li Tianshui +111!"

"Hate +333 from Zhang Shan!"

"Hatred from Zhao Haiyan +666!"

"From ......"

In an instant, several colleagues from the literary and art stations instantly contributed nearly a thousand hatred points to Xia Xing.

"It seems that Mr. Xia's shorthand skills are exclusive skills, and we can't learn them. Zhao Haiyan sighed and said.

"Hey, is there really no way? I carry it back to work, I also carry it on the board, and my head is about to explode when I memorize lines every day. ”

Li Tianshui also shook his head and said: "Many people are absolutely glamorous and beautiful as hosts, in fact, where do they know the hardships of being hosts." ”

"yes......" The other hosts also shook their heads.

Xia Xing looked at the bitter and hateful appearance of these hosts, pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Actually, everyone is still young, and it is good to suffer a little." ”

If you are familiar with Xia Xing, you will definitely be wary at this moment, but these people have not known Xia Xing for a long time, and they don't know Xia Xing's urine at all.

"Hey, yes, it's all about life. ”

"Yes, there's nothing wrong with us paying more, Xia Xing is really the host of an emotional exchange show, and he is really good at persuading people. ”

"I remember the teachings of the summer gods. ”

Just when everyone praised Xia Xing's Chicken Soup for the Soul, Xia Xing suddenly continued: "In this way, you will get used to it when you are old and hard." ”

Jia Jia: "......"

Who is in the sky: "......"

Zhang Shan: "......"

Nima, why does this sound so heart-wrenching?

It's so bad, when I was young, I suffered hardships because I was old and had the habit of enduring hardships, why is this thinking so bad?

"Hatred from Jia Jia +666!"

"Hatred from Li Tianshui +666!"

"Hatred from Zhao Haiyan +666!"

"From ......"

Half an hour later, the audience was finished, and the camera, video and audio were all in place.

At this time, several guests also arrived.

The leader is a professor at Peking University, named Meng Ze, who specializes in ancient poetry and is very authoritative in the Chinese poetry and literary circles.

Even Huaxia's CCTV often invites him to be a guest on ancient poetry programs.

This time, Huhai TV also hemorrhaged and invited Meng Ze.

Therefore, this time, the station also hopes to be able to make the show "Chinese Poetry" brilliant.

According to the agreement, Meng Ze should actually arrive at the scene in two hours and communicate with Xia Xing.

But Meng Ze obviously felt that he was a big name, so he was late.

It's still half an hour before the show starts, so it's too late to get the words right.

After Meng Ze came, Zhang Shan hurriedly greeted him.

"Meng Lao, you can come here and introduce you to the host who is your partner today, Xia Xing. ”

Xia Xing smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Teacher Meng, please take care of and guide." ”

After all, he is already in his sixties and a professor, so Xia Xing respects him very much.

However, Meng Ze snorted coldly when he saw Xia Xing: "Why are you?"

What embarrassed Xia Xing was that Meng Ze not only didn't give Xia Xing a good face, but he didn't even stretch out his hand.

Meng Ze snorted coldly: "If I wanted him to be the host, I wouldn't come." ”

Xia Xing's brows suddenly furrowed when he heard this.

I especially respect you as an old scholar, I respect you enough, as the saying goes, don't hit the smiling person, I recruited you to provoke you?

Seeing this scene, Zhang Shan also frowned.

This Meng Ze's words are obviously a little too out of identity.

In fact, the reason why Meng Ze has such an attitude towards Xia Xing is because Xia Xing slapped traditional literature in the face at the last literary ceremony.

Although Meng Ze didn't participate in the literary festival last time because of something, he was also angry after hearing what others said.

At that time, Meng Ze put down his words, and if he met Xia Xing in the future, he must give him a look.

I didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Meng Ze had a bad impression of Xia Xing himself, and of course he would not give Xia Xing a good look.

Zhang Shan saw Xia Xing's ugly face and whispered, "Xiao Xia, let's bear with it." ”

Xia Xing nodded: "I'm fine." ”

However, at this time, Meng Ze said coldly: "Director Zhang, I think that Xia Xing is not worthy of hosting a program like "Chinese Poetry", so I suggest changing the host." ”

At first, Xia Xing wanted to endure it for the sake of the overall situation, but after listening to Meng Ze's words, Xia Xing couldn't bear it anymore.

"Teacher Meng, do you think I am not worthy of the show "Chinese Poetry"?" Xia Xing said coldly.

"Hmph, do you think I don't know who you are, relying on grandstanding and nonsense to become an Internet celebrity, "Chinese Poetry" is a very serious program, how can you use a host like you?"

"Teacher Meng, I don't know what you mean by this, where am I grandstanding, where am I talking nonsense. Xia Xing said angrily.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Zhang Shan's face changed: "Xia Xing, you don't have to say a word." ”

"Look at it, look at it, what kind of attitude is this, I only criticized two sentences, just this kind of attitude, do I know how to respect the teacher?" Meng Ze snorted coldly.

Xia Xing said coldly: "If you deserve respect, then I can respect you, may I ask if you don't know how to respect others, how to get the respect of others." ”

"Director Zhang, you see, how can I cooperate with your host's attitude?" Meng Ze said coldly.

At this time, Meng Ze pulled Xia Xing aside.

"Xiao Xia, Meng Ze is an expert that we spent a lot of effort to invite, you can't bear to apologize to him. Zhang Shan said anxiously.

The show is about to start, and if the two continue to stalemate, the live broadcast will have an accident.

Xia Xing nodded and said, "Okay, I know." ”

Saying that, Xia Xing returned to the live broadcast room.

Meng Ze looked at Xia Xing with an arrogant face, as if he was sure that Xia Xing would definitely give in.

He looked at Xia Xing playfully with Erlang's legs crossed, waiting for him to apologize to himself.

Xia Xing walked up to Meng Ze and looked at his old man's appearance, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.