In the TV screen, in the lower right corner, Didi Didi typed a line of subtitles.

February 9, 2001, the 26th day of the twelfth lunar month, 12:45 noon, Yucheng Airport.

The entire airport has been plunged into chaos, dozens of fans holding Zhang Heng's name tag and holding red rose glow sticks screaming wildly, and countless onlookers have gathered here, tiptoeing to look inside.

"Everybody...... Happy New Year! ”

A hearty laugh came from the picture, and in the gap between the crowd rubbing shoulders, Zhang Heng waved his hand while laughing and talking to the fans, vaguely appearing in the camera.

"I'm rubbing, this photography is too unprofessional! At this time, there should be a bit of media spirit, and rush in! ”

"That's it! With such a picture, you can only see Heng Shao's side face, and there is no sense of substitution at all......"

"Hey, upstairs, be considerate of the local TV station, the funds are not much, and the strength is like that, it is good to be able to track and report."

"I can't help but complain about the shooting skills of this big brother photographer...... The shot was fantastic! ”

"This kind of conscience media that directly connects to the whole without any nonsense is rare, brothers bear with it!"

While watching the "Superstar" program, Zhang Heng also began to set off a large-scale discussion in the bar, and many people expressed their admiration for the filming of this documentary technique and praised it as the conscience of the industry.

In Yucheng TV, the station director Fu Junhua and Wen Xiaohua and other members of the "Superstar" program team were overjoyed when they watched the numbers on the traffic receiving table continue to grow.

"Look at this increase, it's easy for the ratings to break three!"

"No, it's already broken three, I'll wipe it, director, look, it's three five!"

An employee exclaimed, his face full of excitement!

Three-five!

You know, even the most popular variety show in the country is nothing more than that!

Of course, if compared with the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala, which soared to more than forty or fifty at every turn, the combat effectiveness of "Superstar" can only be scum.

Fu Junhua, who had a big belly, pushed his glasses, stared at the chart display on the monitor, nodded with satisfaction, and said to Wen Xiaohua on the side: "Xiaohua, you can get Zhang Heng's interview this time, you are a great contributor!" I know what you think, this world is incomparably vast, and the sky is high and you can fly! I promise you that as long as the ratings of "Superstar" are stable at 3:5, I will recommend you to the leadership to intern at the provincial TV station! ”

Wen Xiaohua, who was wearing a woolen sweater and holding a water glass in his hand, nodded and said, "Thank you, Director!" ”

Fu Junhua shook his hand, signaling that he didn't need to thank him, and then bent over with his hands down, stared at the monitor, and watched seriously again.

If the ratings can be stable at 3:5 this time, then after the 180-minute interview, it is time to broadcast the CCTV Spring Festival Gala, according to people's habits, maybe they will not change the channel......

If you don't change the channel, the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala will be drizzled to Yucheng Satellite TV, and the cliff will be against the sky!

Fu Junhua's face flashed with excitement.

When the time comes, with this achievement as a file, transfer to the provincial level, or even a national TV station, it will still be handy!

On the other side, Wen Xiaohua, who was in a trance, was slowly drinking tea, and when he reacted, he found that he didn't know when the water in the teacup had bottomed out.

Wen Xiaohua was excited, pinched the teacup hard, and remembered the interview with Zhang Heng, a smile appeared on her face.

Time back to three days ago, Zhongshan No. 1 High School Family Hospital.

"Hello audience friends, I'm Wen Xiaohua, guess what, where am I now?"

In front of the camera, Wen Xiaohua showed a triumphant smile on her face, and said in a variety show style: "Wow! I still can't believe that I was lucky enough to get the right to interview superstars! ”

After speaking, the camera turned to Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng sat on a rattan chair, behind him was a balcony full of night, the breeze was blowing, and the purple wind chimes hanging on the balcony jingled.

"I'm not a superstar."

Zhang Heng's innocent face appeared in the camera, and then greeted with a smile: "Hello everyone, I'm Zhang Heng." ”

"Wow, it's all this time, we Heng Shao are still so modest!"

Wen Xiaohua deliberately counted with his fingers: "Let me count carefully, at this year's KK Music Network Year-end Summary Awards Ceremony, how many awards we won Heng Shao!" ”

Zhang Heng shook his head with a smile.

Wen Xiaohua said in an exaggerated and adoring tone: "The newcomer of the year, the most appealing singer of the year, the best original, the most pop music, and the most popular award...... God, I can't even count them! ”

Zhang Heng sighed and said: "Comrade Xiaohua, be honest, you haven't counted it with one palm."

Wen Xiaohua stuck out his tongue and said in frustration: "You found out, the mathematics I grew up in was actually taught by the physical education teacher. ”

Zhang Heng laughed very cooperatively.

After the visit one by one, the camera began to turn to Zhang Heng's bedroom.

A fish tank with two big-eyed goldfish, an aqua blue quilt, a philatelic desk, hanging wind chimes, a room full of awards, and dozens of Zhang Heng's growth records from childhood to adulthood.

"Did you guess that?"

Wen Xiaohua said triumphantly to the camera: "This is the bedroom where Heng Shao lived before he went to college, I didn't expect it to be so clean for a big man's bedroom......"

"Hey, hey, isn't a man's bedroom supposed to be dirty in the eyes of you women?" Zhang Heng protested.

Wen Xiaohua stroked his short hair, looked back and smiled: "Of course." ”

The camera tilted very cooperatively, indicating that the photographer had been poisoned to the ground.

Zhang Heng looked at this scene with a helpless face.

"Now, let's focus our camera on these pictures one by one......"

Wen Xiaohua glared at the photographer, then beckoned to the camera and turned to the bedroom wall, "Look at this one, wow, Boss Yan, tell the editing team, in the lower half of this photo, be sure to put a mosaic!" ”

Although the other party said so, Zhang Heng was still stunned to watch the photographer's lens slowly approach the photo - the dazed photo of himself wearing open crotch pants when he was three years old, revealing the loneliness of dawn, while holding a football and standing on the prairie.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Zhang Heng fed it again and protested strongly: "You guys are too involved in my privacy, I protest!" ”

"The protest works!" Wen Xiaohua said loudly, and at the same time stepped forward to shoot the camera, pretending to be angry: "If you don't want to shoot, why are you shooting so carefully!" You dare to offend a superstar, see if I don't cut you! ”

After that, I took a few more shots of the camera.

At the same time, he praised the photographer with a thumbs up without leaving a trace.

The photographer smiled knowingly.

The camera then turns to other photographs.

When he was in elementary school at the age of six, Zhang Heng wore a bachelor's uniform with an aggrieved face and held a stack of tall books.

When he was eight years old, Zhang Heng sat on a swing, and after being violently shaken, his figure flew to the foam not far away.

When he was ten years old, Zhang Heng stepped on the stone lion, hugged his arms, and raised his head majestically.

Thirteen years old, the precocious Zhang Heng stroked the velvet hat that came out of his lips with one hand, and made the V-shaped vendetta team's killing gesture with the other.

At the age of fourteen, Zhang Heng pedaled a bicycle and rode in the wheat field.

At the age of sixteen, graduating from junior high school, Zhang Heng looked relieved, and at the same time held the high school admission ticket in his hand.

Eighteen years old, Zhang Heng held a camera in his hand, revealing half of his face at close range, and not far away, a girl wearing a plain dress walked quietly.

Nineteen years old, graduated from high school, Zhang Heng held the DV machine in one hand and the admission notice of Yanhai Film and Television Academy in the other, showing a bright smile.

……

"Wow, looking at these photos that record time, it's really like reliving my childhood......" Wen Xiaohua looked intoxicated.

Zhang Heng rolled his eyes.

"Of these photos, this one intrigues me the most!" Wen Xiaohua shook his head, and then suddenly pointed to the photo taken when he was eighteen years old.

Zhang Heng held the camera in his hand, looking like a selfie, but only half of his face was in the lens, and not far behind him was the back of a girl in a plain dress.

"It's convenient to tell fans, who is the girl in this photo?"

"She?"

Zhang Heng was obviously stunned, and almost at the same time, a set of information appeared in Zhang Heng's mind.

As if thinking of something, Zhang Heng nodded and said, "Her name is Tranquility, and she is the girl I had a crush on in high school." ”

Wen Xiaohua was stunned.

This kind of personal privacy, for Zhang Heng at this stage, it is actually very important to make it public.

Zhang Heng is young, handsome, talented, and golden, and at this stage, it has become the mate selection standard for most unmarried young women in China.

Now there are many paparazzi who will secretly follow Zhang Heng's every move, which has been common in the past few months, and later, although I don't know why, all of them