After Sun Dasheng heard Zheng Long's complete plan, his tightly frowning brows finally eased a little. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It doesn't seem to be as unreliable as it sounded at first...

Although talk shows are still a completely new thing in the 2001 Chinese variety show, no one has ever done it, and because of this, there is some value in trying.

It's already like this anyway, so it's better to give it a try.

Cheng Daren also nodded, thinking that he could give it a try. Of course, the host of this show is himself.

In fact, tonight's post-80s show was launched in 2012 and was also broadcast on Dragon TV. The host is a Kyoto man who has developed in the sea, named Wang Zijian, who was originally a cross talk actor. Although his reputation in the cross talk industry is not very big, through this new European and American style talk show, Wang Zijian really made his own reputation, and finally had a stable career in the overseas listing, and has since become a household name in the overseas listing, and the ratings have remained high for many years.

And the reason why Zheng Long likes this show is very simple, this show is still relatively easy to copy.

After all, for Zheng Long, who has little experience in variety shows, the simpler the show, the better. Although a large-scale program like The Voice of China is also very good, the ratings will definitely not be low, and it may be the first in the world if it is proposed now, but it is not something that Zheng Long can hold now.

Just such a large amount of capital operation is not something that Zheng Long can play. And there are still a large number of advertisers' interests to balance, and so many complex interpersonal relationships to grasp, which are not things that Zheng Long, who is still in junior high school, can do.

In addition, the troublesome prop production of Huaxia's good business, and the huge coordination power required during the audition, are also out of the reach of Zheng Long now.

Only this tonight's post-80s, Zheng Long is confident that he can do a good job.

The reason is that this show is relatively simple in terms of program mode, and the most important thing is the host's ability to control the audience and his funny skills, which is no problem at all for Cheng Daren. Another core element is the quality of the jokes.

And the writing of the joke naturally fell on Zheng Long's head. This is also a small opportunity for him who has just shown his talents.

After all, there are many literati who have grown into media people who are making money every day by relying on the opportunity to write for TV stations and radio stations.

The meeting with Cheng Daren and Sun Dasheng lasted for two hours, and Zheng Long left Dragon TV. Sun Dasheng and Cheng Daren then took Zheng Long's simple planning book and urgently held a production meeting to further explore the details and possibilities of this show. And at this time, there was nothing to do with Zheng Long.

After all, if you have to explain to others, especially the Taiwan leaders, that this case was conceived by a junior high school student, maybe there will be a big negative effect...

There is no hair on the mouth, and the work is not firm. This concept is still deeply rooted in China.

Therefore, Zheng Long declined the request of the two to stay for dinner, and took a taxi back to the hotel by himself.

There are still many programs at the author conference of "Budding" magazine, and Zheng Long still needs to participate one by one.

This afternoon's program is a mutual evaluation of articles between authors.

Zheng Long is still looking forward to this link, after all, he also has a certain pursuit of words, and he is not the kind of person who can get by. Although it has been judged impossible to follow the path of pure literature, every literati is always a little narcissistic about their confidence in their own words.

However, as soon as Zheng Long appeared in the hall of the Overseas Writers Association, the spotlight had already hit.

A beautiful female reporter in a purple skirt ran towards him with a microphone in her hand.

She was followed by many long guns and short cannons, and more than a dozen reporters had already flocked to her....

Zheng Long, who has never seen a big scene, is a little square...

What's going on, it's...

"Excuse me, are you Zheng Long?"

Zheng Long didn't know how to answer, after all, the future generations had never experienced such a scene...

After being embarrassed for a few seconds, Zheng Long finally nodded solemnly.

"Ah, you are Zheng Long! Hello hello, I'm Wang Wang, a reporter from the Shanghai Daily..."

"Xiao Wang, you're too unkind, it's obvious that I saw classmate Zheng Long first..."

"I saw it first..."

"I saw it first..."

In order to interview Zheng Long at the scene, it has become a pot of porridge... More than a dozen reporters' various interview instruments are intertwined, and various station logos and logos overlap and are chaotic...

Isn't this a treatment only for entertainment stars...

It was still the girl in the purple skirt just now, and she quickly handed the microphone to Zheng Long's mouth and said:

"Zheng Long, was the poem you recited last night really written by you? Under what circumstances did you write that poem? That poem doesn't look like a junior high school student with no life experience can write it, what did you go through to write such a life poem? ”

As soon as Zheng Long wanted to open his mouth to answer, reporter Wang's question was interrupted by another reporter:

"How could you have interviewed like this, who wrote this poem if it wasn't written by Zheng classmates? Mr. Zheng..."

Zheng Long was pushed and shoved by a group of people, and he didn't know what to do all of a sudden, and he couldn't answer a single question...

Just when he was in a dilemma, the doorman of the Overseas Writers Association ran out, that is, the old man who blocked his way when Zheng Long came here for the first time.

"What are you arguing about? There are a lot of writers, editors, and leaders in it, what are you arguing about... Come on, young man, come with me..."

So, Zheng Long followed behind the doorman like a chicken, and snatched his life from the rain of bullets from various reporters...

After finally trotting to the door of the writers' association hall, Zheng Long was finally able to avoid those annoying reporters.

After thanking the doorman, Zheng Long walked into the hall with grace.

The hall was already full of friends. There are even people who don't have a seat and just lean against the wall.

The walls of the hall of the Writers' Association are covered with mottled creepers, which are said to have been planted since liberation.

The whole hall seems to have a sense of history, which makes Zheng Long feel a sense of literary solemnity.

When literature is discussed in such a place, there is a compulsion in...

However, Zheng Long still doesn't understand why so many reporters are surrounding him...

Are you famous?

He found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, but the person sitting next to him happened to be someone he cognized.

Li Yaoce!

"Shhhh It's going to be Zhang Zhiwang's lecture soon, everyone is waiting! After his lecture, it was time for us young authors to review each other's articles! ”

"Who is Zhang Zhiwang..."

Li Yaoce glanced at Zheng Long speechlessly:

"Zhang Zhiwang is one of the most famous serious writers in China, who once walked through the Sahara Desert alone when he was young and wrote the famous desert survival diary. He is still the closest person in China to the Nobel Prize in Literature! ”

"Ahh

Zheng Long felt that his face was hot, as a reliable literary youth, he didn't even know the name of such a big man!