"Our Director Zhang said that if you want to record it, you can record the show honestly, and if you don't want to record it, get out of it as soon as possible. ”

Behind him, Zhang Shan listened to Xia Xing's words and almost didn't fall down.

"Hatred from Zhang Shan +999!"

"Hatred from Meng Ze +999!"

Zhang Shan is about to go crazy, when did I say this?

Meng Ze suddenly jumped up from his chair angrily.

"What are you talking about? Okay, okay, Lao Tzu just won't record it, I'll see how you record this show. ”

Saying that, Meng Ze walked out angrily.

Zhang Shan was dumbfounded when she heard this, and hurriedly went over to persuade her.

But where to persuade him to live, Meng Ze was angry at the moment, and walked outside without listening to anything.

Meng Ze left, and Zhang Shan walked in from outside, despair written on his face.

"Xia Xing, Xia Xing, you're in trouble. Zhang Shan stomped her foot anxiously.

"What's the trouble? He's not here for us to continue broadcasting. Xia Xing didn't care.

"Broadcast, how to broadcast, there are no guests. Zhang Shan said angrily.

Xia Xing smiled faintly: "Director Zhang, in fact, I have always felt that the previous programs were a little too boring, our purpose is to promote ancient poetry, not to listen to the lectures of old professors, what if we change the form?"

"Another form?" Zhang Shan was stunned for a moment.

Xia Xing said with a smile: "We will change the guests of the show from those old scholars to ordinary people, and let everyone have a duel of poetry knowledge in the form of a competition, and change from listening to lectures to competitions, maybe it will bring better results?"

This idea came from a famous CCTV program "Chinese Poetry Conference" in the previous life, Xia Xing also liked this program very much at that time, so he already knew the content and form of the competition.

"That's a good idea, but we didn't have time to prepare!"

Jia Jia shook her head when she heard this: "No, this is too risky, the show is broadcast live, if something goes wrong, it will be a live broadcast accident." ”

Li Tianshui was also anxious: "Yes, Xia Xing, you haven't even prepared the script of the show, the process of the show, anything, how can you host?"

Xia Xing said lightly: "First, I don't need a script to host the show at all, it's all in my head." Second, since I dare to say this plan, it shows that I have psychological roots, and I will never joke about my own future and that of others. Third, my poetry level should have been watched by the Chinese Literature Festival, so there must be no problem, I can guarantee that this show will not only be popular, but also popular. ”

Not only will it be hot, but it will also be on fire?

Listening to Xia Xing's words, everyone gasped.

Now it's not a question of whether the show is popular or not, but whether it can go wrong.

Zhang Shan took a deep breath and said, "Xia Xing, are you sure you're okay?"

"I'm 100 per cent sure. Xia Xing nodded seriously.

Xia Xing continued: "Although I don't dare to say what effect the show will have after it is broadcast, I can guarantee that the ratings of the show will definitely double, and I am willing to make a military order, if there is a broadcast accident, I will automatically resign." ”

After listening to Xia Xing's words, everyone fell silent.

Zhang Shan looked at her watch, looked at the time again, and asked very seriously: "You can really do it." ”

Xia Xing nodded: "Of course, if you believe me, I can guarantee that this show will be popular and will let the family see a different show." “

On the side, Li Tianshui was still a little worried and said: "Director Zhang, you have to think about it, what if this ......"

Zhang Shan lowered her head and was silent, and after a while, she suddenly raised her head and gritted her teeth and said: "Okay, you go, I won't believe it, without Meng Ze, our show won't be broadcast, looking at the old man's vigor just now, as if he is a big wrist, I can't stand him for a long time." ”

Li Tianshui: "Director Zhang, you have to be calm, if there is an accident, you will also be affected." ”

Zhang Shan gritted her teeth and said: "There is no doubt about employing people, no suspicion is needed, since I dug Xia Xing, I believe that he has this talent, if there is really a broadcast accident, I will bear all the responsibility alone." ”

Xia Xing looked at Zhang Shan, and his heart suddenly warmed.

"Director Zhang, thank you, I promise to give you a different program and make this show popular. ”

After all, the "Chinese Poetry Conference" achieved unprecedented success in the previous life.

even set off a poetry craze in China.

The cultural atmosphere of both worlds is similar, so it is not impossible to just copy it.

Zhang Shan nodded: "Well, I'm optimistic about you, come on." ”

"Director Zhang, I have a suggestion that I think we should change the name of this show. Xia Xing said.

"What's the name?" Zhang Shan was stunned for a moment.

Xia Xing said with a smile: "Because this show is to interact with the people, I think we should change the name of the lively point, just call it "Chinese Poetry Conference", so that we can tell the audience that this is a poetry feast that belongs to our people."

Zhang Shan thought about it and immediately made a decision: "This name is good, Xiao Xia, why didn't you bring it up earlier if you have such a good idea." ”

Xia Xing smiled awkwardly: "At that time, I felt that the format of the show had been fixed, and I just wanted to be a good host, how did I know that this guest was so prickly." ”

Zhang Shan said: "Okay, just do as you say." ”

At this time, Ma Ling, who was in charge of the drama, was a little embarrassed: "The time is too tight, and we don't have time to prepare." ”

Xia Xing smiled: "It's okay to prepare five tables and chairs, the first phase is to test the water first, if the effect is good, we will do it with great fanfare." ”

Seeing that there were still ten minutes left for the show to start, Xia Xing smiled: "I'll drink some water and prepare first." ”

In this space, Xia Xing directly spent 100,000 hatred points to copy all the programs of the "Chinese Poetry Conference".

At this time, the time for the start of the show finally arrived, and with the sound of melodious music, Xia Xing walked onto the stage.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Verses from more than 1,200 years ago still make people's blood run high when they are read today.

The ups and downs of the poet's pen like a rafter make us feel the momentum and power of the ancient and modern.

This is the charm of ancient Chinese poetry.

Starting today, we will embark on a poetic journey with you to revisit those classic poems that have lasted for a long time.

I think this kind of review of the past and learning the new can brush away the dust on our memories, and the feelings and wisdom of the ancient literati can also light up our lives today.

Life has its own poetry, come on, join us in the poetry carnival!

Xia Xing's opening remarks immediately dazzled everyone's eyes.

Meng Ze walked out of the broadcast studio, but actually stopped at the door.

He was waiting, waiting for Xia Xing to apologize in person.

However, until the show started, Xia Xing didn't even come out.

At this time, his assistant hurried over: "Meng Lao, their program has started." ”

"What? It's on the air, how is this possible, how did he start the show without me?" Meng Ze said with an ugly face.