Before the New Year passed, Director Chen of Yanjing TV Station had a sad face and didn't think about tea and dinner. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Even on Chinese New Year's Eve, he didn't have much appetite and frowned all day. So much so that now, his eyebrows are wrinkled into Sichuan characters, as if they are stereotyped.

This is not surprising.

Because since the beginning of the new year, his brow has not been stretched.

The reason for this is still on the TV station.

I think that when the National Poetry Contest was broadcast, the TV station rose and the tide rose, and he also achieved great success. At that time, which of the other station directors didn't say hello when they saw him?

However, the good times were short-lived.

The national poem, just once a year, is not enough to support Yanjing TV. As soon as it ended, Yanjing TV's popularity plummeted.

In this way, everyone immediately understood that Yanjing TV was nothing more than a paper tiger.

Director Chen, that's the same thing.

Under such thoughts, those people naturally no longer respect Director Chen.

In front of people, there may still be politeness; But the queen laughed wantonly. Don't take Director Chen seriously at all.

but it is a blessing and a curse.

Chen Taichang suddenly became famous, which can be said to be both prosperous and prosperous, and his death was also sudden.

In a word, come quickly, go quickly.

Chen Taichang has been depressed for months, for this is what happened. During this period, he also thought of ways and consulted many people.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out after all.

On the contrary, he was ridiculed by his peers because of his advice and innovation.

Where can he swallow this breath?

It was precisely because he couldn't swallow it that he heard that Qian Hao had changed his term, so he suddenly had an idea to broadcast live.

With Qian Hao's reputation, this live broadcast will definitely be popular. When the time comes, see what else those people can say.

He thought so, and because of his resentment, he really sent someone to contact the Poetry Association.

At this time, the Poetry Association was still presided over by Feng Tao. Feng Tao arranged this re-election ceremony just to make Qian Hao embarrassed, so naturally he would not refuse the live broadcast.

It is not impossible for the re-election ceremony to make Qian Hao embarrassed.

You must know that when it comes to explaining the poems, he deliberately pressed it until the day before the ceremony before announcing it to the public. Time is so short, how can Qian Hao prepare?

If you don't prepare, you can only barely speak.

In this way, even if Qian Hao is not ashamed, it will be disappointing.

"Oh, it turns out that Qian Hao is like this."

Writing poetry and speaking poetry are two different things, and Feng Tao believes that this point of view will definitely be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After all, poetry is so boring.

If Qian Hao speaks vividly, it will be like "The World Has Peach Blossoms". Then, everyone in the poetry world must be very dissatisfied.

That kind of talk is just to fool the layman.

Time is like flowing water, and in the blink of an eye, a touch of fish belly white appears on the horizon.

In the morning, it was seven o'clock.

It seems to be very early at this time, and office workers are still eating breakfast or sitting in the subway bus. But for poetry lovers from other provinces, it's not too early.

They, in twos and threes, have already come to the Yanjing Auditorium.

This auditorium is a place for performances of dramas or concerts. Today, it is a quiet and elegant time, and it has become a place where the poetry association is re-elected.

At half-past eight, the sun struggled to break through the clouds and shed large patches of golden blood. The earth, the houses, and the gravel paths of the auditorium were dyed gold.

In this golden world, elegant poets, or holding poetry books, or wearing glasses, walked into the auditorium with smiles on their faces.

Before eight o'clock, impatient students arrived in groups.

They talk big, and they rub 5,000 years of history into casual words. Even Confucius was used as a talking point.

The four beauties seem to have met with them last night. No, they raised their eyebrows and confidently said that Diao Chan has a fox smell, and Yang Guifei is fat.

After eight o'clock, steady middle-aged people came one after another.

They were also smiling and talking to each other. The historical celebrities who accompanied the teenagers just now were also invited by them at this time.

After them, a number of old people arrived.

For example, Chu Ren put his hands behind his back and slowly swayed towards the auditorium. Beside him, Wang Xi looked left and right, and said with jealousy:

"Oh, old man Chu, Qian Hao is even more popular than the two of us."

Chu Ren didn't pay attention to it, and with a thick nasal voice, he moved to enjoy the scenery. In that way, it's like a play, not like a ceremony at all.

A lot of people waited and came.

Not long after, the huge auditorium was filled with people. It's chattering, it's not lively.

And the people of Yanjing TV, at this time, have already been arranged. In other words, the change has not yet begun, and the live broadcast has been carried out in advance.

Inside and outside the auditorium, there were TV reporters.

Before the change, they were in charge of interviewing people to increase ratings.

I'm afraid it's not interesting just to change the term.

With this in mind, a female reporter rolled her eyes and saw Le Zhishan and others sitting together.

This is Qian Hao's teacher, the audience should be interested, right?

What did she think, she immediately ran over and smiled politely: "Hello old man, I heard that you are Qian Hao's teacher?" ”

……

There is more than one reporter, in addition to asking about Le Zhishan, there are also people who ask about others. For example, reporter Li, under the instruction of Director Chen, interviewed Hanjiang.

That's right, he also came.

The live broadcast of the TV station was really successful. Both on TV and online, the ratings are much higher than usual.

Especially on the Internet, not only Qian Hao's fans are concerned, but Zhang Xiaoqing's fans are also concerned.

Of course, the two serve different purposes.

The former hoped that Qian Hao would go well, and the latter cursed Qian Hao for making mistakes.

In addition to them, there are many other people who watch the excitement. This is good, borrowing Zhang Xiaoqing's momentum.

Qian Hao didn't know, he didn't know that he was paying so much attention. But, then again, he knew he probably didn't care.

People who are concerned, so what?

Isn't this just right, a big stage for him to pretend. Hehe, he's thanking those people.

The audience was in place one after another, and Qian Hao was finally late.

He was wearing a simple dress, just like Mao and Runzhi in "Cha Classmate Boy", full of energy and eyes like stars.

Partial and not weak, to that station, like a tall green bamboo.

For a moment, all the audience's eyes looked at it unconsciously. Several cameras also moved, and there were no corners surrounding Qian Hao at 360 degrees.

Qian Hao didn't care much, shook his clothes, then grabbed his notebook and walked into the auditorium unhurriedly.

From the doorway, through the crowd, straight to the stage.

Everyone's eyes all rotated with him, like flowers and trees facing the sun.

Feng Tao and the others in the front row finally had their pupils contracted and reacted.

For a moment, Feng Tao's eyes were gloomy.

But soon, he adjusted and got up to meet Qian Hao with a smile.

"Haha, Qian Caizi is finally here, we have been waiting for a long time."

Since Feng Tao got up, the few people beside him naturally got up and greeted Qian Hao with a smile.

It's just that their eyes are playful, which is completely opposite to the kind expression on their faces. (To be continued.) )