Ask for recommended votes, a new week and a new beginning, everyone's votes for me, thank you!

When the middle-aged woman spoke, she looked directly at the young man, she knew who they were in charge, the young man showed a noncommittal expression, it was obvious that the status of the middle-aged woman was not low, and the other people probably didn't want to offend her, so they didn't say anything.

"Xiao Jiang, this station does stipulate that voice anchors need a secondary professional degree, if you are willing to start as a trainee announcer, we can continue the following interview, of course, even if it is just to apply for an intern announcer, the requirements are not low, we still have to see if your strength is enough." The middle-aged woman smiled gently and looked at Jiang Haodao.

Jiang Hao once again felt the importance of strength and status, and he understood that this kind of identity that determines success or failure in one word is not something that can be obtained lightly, but with today's encounters, he has already made up his mind that he must endure what others cannot endure, so that he can do what others cannot do. He silently told himself that "I am a human being in two lives, in order not to live in humiliation, those who slander me, bully me, insult me, laugh at me, despise me, despise me, and hate me, and stay for a few years to see how I laugh at the arrogant situation."

"Thank you, teacher, I'm completely fine." Stabilize your mind and respond very simply.

"You don't have to be nervous. I am Lan Wei, the chief examiner of the interview for this announcer, you can call me Teacher Lan, and the one over there is another chief examiner, Lin Cong, Teacher Lin. Teacher Lan pointed to the young man opposite.

Jiang Hao was very sensible and solemnly greeted these interview examiners again: "Hello Teacher Lan, Hello Teacher Lin, hello examiners and teachers." ”

In fact, he doesn't know the subtleties of the personnel relationship, and it is only a mistake to say that he was targeted, after all, a TV and radio channel that has just been established involves too many and complicated interests, and he will only understand the real reason for today when he enters it in the future.

"Xiao Jiang is not very old, I don't know if he has ever engaged in this kind of work?" Mr. Lan's unhurried tone made Jiang Hao forget about the unhappiness just now, and seriously introduced his previous work and experience on the live channel of Star Network, and emphasized that he had a good level in music performance and music creation.

After introducing yourself.

Sitting on the right, a girl dressed very fashionably and avant-garde, she didn't seem to have looked at Jiang Hao directly, then Jiao Xiao suddenly turned her head to the young man next to her and said, "Cong Shao, we seem to be recruiting voice announcers, not recruiting artists, right?" Teacher Lin Conglin, who was called Cong Shao, didn't speak, just looked at Teacher Lan with a smile.

Teacher Lan didn't make a sound after listening, bowed his head and said nothing, one hand on the table and rhythmically tapped.

The air in the room becomes stagnant.

After a while, Mr. Lan suddenly smiled, turned his head to look at Lin Cong and said slowly, "It's a good thing to be talented, and a talented anchor can be more competent for our work." Of course, the basic qualities of an anchor are measured by speech ability and adaptability. Let's continue to follow the process, let's take a look at his basic prime, right? The tone seemed to be consulting, but in fact, she didn't ask for the other party's consent, and immediately turned around and said to Jiang Hao in an encouraging tone, "According to the process, next we have to look at your recitation level and manuscript memory ability, here is a manuscript paper, about a hundred words, give you three minutes, no problem, right?" Mr. Lan took out a page of manuscripts from a stack of manuscripts on the table and handed it to Jiang Hao.

"No problem, Teacher Lan" Jiang Hao didn't know if she had other purposes, but for this unsparing support, he could still understand in his heart that at present, he could only repay the other party with the best expression, and it was also the most powerful counterattack against those who looked down on him. He took the manuscript and replied confidently.

After all, it is a young body, and the memory is in the best state, and with the memorization methods accumulated when I was a Chinese teacher before, I feel that it is not difficult to memorize more than 100 words.

Jiang Hao took the manuscript and read it carefully, this is a prose poem, which is a little more difficult than he imagined. The three minutes passed very quickly, Jiang Hao handed the manuscript back to Mr. Lan, cleared his throat and began to read out the manuscript.

"Twisted flowers are fragrant, live up to the ...... of Shaoguang"

This is a relatively soothing lyrical prose poem without too many ups and downs, and the tone is gentle and soft.

This kind of prose poetry is not very demanding of readers because it does not have a strong sense of rhythm, but because of this, it is more difficult to shine. This kind of prose poetry requires a certain amount of life experience to be able to read the most colorful, and the so-called feeling can be developed.

Fortunately, as a Chinese teacher, plus the second person, the reading comprehension of this kind of prose poetry is still very good, plus the Mandarin of the second class in the previous life, the effect of the recitation is naturally very beautiful and lyrical.

Seeing Teacher Lan slightly closed his eyes and nodding his head rhythmically, everyone else remained silent or lowered their heads or looked at him.

But some people still have some small details on their faces, indicating that his strength is being recognized by some people.

Obviously, no matter what the attitude of these people here, at least there is no doubt about the level of professionalism. From an objective point of view, Jiang Hao's recitation ability has completely reached the quasi-professional level, after all, he used to be a well-known little talent among liberal arts students in a normal college, and his ability in this regard is not bad, and his only luck at this time is that the lingua franca of the Asian League in this time and space happens to be Chinese.

“…… Warm a pot of years, smile at the flowers, and drink with you. As the last syllable ends, a short, rhythmic prose poem comes to an abrupt end.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Teacher Lan seemed to sigh with an aftertaste, patted his palms lightly, and looked at Jiang Hao with a hint of appreciation in his eyes. "The recitation is wonderful, the pitch and rhythm are very well grasped, especially the emotional resonance, as a newcomer, you have already performed very well" After speaking, he turned around and looked at the others, "What do you think?" ”

The two young men beside her, a man and a woman, were probably her assistants and the like, and they had been very quiet and silent, and at this time they hurriedly responded and expressed their very much agreement.

The women on the right looked at each other a little, and if they wanted to say no, they really felt that they couldn't disagree with each other, and if they wanted to say okay, it was a little contrary to the original intention.

"He seems to have misremembered two things just now. If in this time, quietly grow old' is read as 'if in this time, quietly grow old';' 'Thoughts are in, love is in, I have always been' but it is read as 'Thoughts are in, love is in, I have always been'" Teacher Lin Conglin said suddenly, his tone seemed to be careless, but there was a clear trace of seriousness in his eyes.

"Teacher Lin, in fact, I am not mistaken, but I feel that the two positions will be more fluent and more charming to read if they are changed slightly" Jiang Hao cherished this rare opportunity very much, and still explained very politely in the face of the difficulty.

Lin Cong obviously didn't want to argue with him, so as not to lose his identity, but he gave a meaningful sneer.