Chapter 310: The Last Live 1
As if he didn't feel relieved enough, the old professor moved back and forth on the podium with his hands behind his back.
finally stopped and said sternly: "This news report homework, except for Chu Xiaoxi, everyone else will rewrite it for me!" β
Chu Xiaoxi: ...
Other students:...
The old professor cleared his throat and praised with a pleasant face: "Mr. Chu's press release has a pertinent attitude and high news value, and it deeply analyzes the inner activities of the interviewee, which has very high news value. β
The press release was obtained by Chu Xiaoxi who wrote a 3,000-word review and sacrificed something, and sure enough, there is a gain.
The old professor suddenly changed his face and glared at the other students: "Classmate Chu is engaged, and he can still maintain a concentrated learning attitude, and he will have a bumper harvest in career and love. β
The classmates let out a long sigh.
Chu Xiaoxi held his forehead, trying to find a crack in the ground to get into.
Professor, I... There really is no engagement.
Although she had always suspected that the great god deliberately misunderstood everyone.
After the class was a little quiet, the professor handed Chu Xiaoxi a simple new task in front of the whole class:
In professional terms: [in-depth tracking of interview subjects, from the perspective of industry elites, dissecting and tracking the development of the entire industry, and using this to analyze the relationship model and mode of action of resource elements in the operation of the media industry]
In human terms, it means that βββ continue to communicate with Li Huaiyu.
As for other students, before the end of the semester, submit a paper of no less than 30,000 words on "Media Industry Operation" βββ handwritten.
The professor was quite optimistic about Chu Xiaoxi, and he didn't give her a chance to refuse at all.
The bell rang moderately, and the old professor walked out of the classroom with a serious face.
Qin Yi lay on the table, pitifully flipped through the 500-page textbook "Media Industry Operation", and said enviously: "Chu Xiaoxi, your task is so easy..."
Chu Xiaoxi was distressed.
The last time I met with Li Huaiyu in private, the great god punished three thousand words for review...
If she meets Li Huaiyu again, it is estimated that it will not be solved by a 3,000-word review...
ββββ
After the National Day, the temperature in the southern city gradually decreased.
In the small garden next to Lu Zuoyu's apartment, the osmanthus trees are full of beige dots in autumn, and the fragrant osmanthus flowers are brewed in the cool air.
Silence stood silently by the balcony on the second floor.
There was no light in the room, and his back looked like a mountain in the dark.
In the corner, there is a black suitcase.
The phone on the table lit up and a text message was received.
γHello Dear passengers, you have successfully ordered [Province C. Nandu - Nak Chuan Province. Jinwu City] train tickets, please go to Nandu Railway Station to pick up the ticket before 15:00 tomorrow afternoon...γ
Silence darkened in his eyes.
The door of the room "knock knock" sounded, and Mr. Shan's unique voice floated in: "Silence and silence, come out, sleep lazy, we are going to rush to the king in the new season~"
Silence turned, picked up the phone on the table, and walked out of the house.
...
At 8 o'clock in the evening, the tentacle 888 live broadcast room started.
Mr. Shan was in a very good mood tonight, and rarely turned on the live camera, deliberately added a beauty filter, and a handsome face swayed in front of the camera.
With a mouse click, replace it with the old song "Wrong, Wrong, Wrong".
"Good evening, old iron, welcome to the tentacle live broadcast 888, pay attention and don't get lost, the king will be on the live broadcast tonight, and the king won't sleep if you can't go to the king~"
Mr. Shan took the lemonade handed by Silent and poured two sips to moisten his throat.