novelraw Chapter 384
Chapter 384
Chapter 384
in the studio.
"Welcome Teacher Yang Minghui to our live broadcast room as a guest!" Zhang Ziyue applauded while looking at Ren Ming with great interest.
Why don't you skin it?You skin!
Yang Minghui came to sit down beside Ren Ming, and just looked at him quietly.
At this time, Ren Ming's professionalism is reflected.
I saw that he didn't panic at all, sighed, and said slowly, "Friends in the audience, from now on, if the earth doesn't explode, I won't take a vacation, and if the universe doesn't restart, I won't rest."
"This moment is eternity. Because of a certain leader's action, I will continue day after night, broadcasting for one night, until the wax torch turns into ashes and turns into a withered lotus and willow."
Zhang Ziyue couldn't hold back any longer.
Yang Minghui was also "turned into anger from embarrassment", raising his hand as if to fight, "Am I so unreasonable, arrange me again, don't leave after get off work!"
Ren Ming gave in directly, clasped his hands together and said, "Hold your hands high."
Yang Minghui squinted at him and snorted coldly, "Keep your mouth shut."
Ren Ming covered his mouth, "Ouke, hey noǔ (ok, i know)."
"Hahahaha!"
The audience in front of the TV almost died laughing at these two.
Cultural people are different, even their mouths are different.
Talented, funny and handsome, how can people not like such a host.
After some jokes, the topic returned to the CCTV Boys greeting New Year emoji package.
Zhang Ziyue asked curiously: "Hey, do you two know how to use your own emoticons?"
Ren Ming nodded and said: "Of course, I downloaded the emoticons to my mobile phone as soon as they came out. I think this set of emoticons also reflects the state of our media people's life and work to a certain extent."
"Especially the emoticon that the earth doesn't explode and we don't have holidays is indeed a true portrayal of us. Here, I also want to say happy new year to you, colleagues who are also sticking to their posts on New Year's Eve just like us." like."
Zhang Ziyue nodded approvingly, then looked at Yang Minghui, "Teacher Yang, how about you?"
Yang Minghui said with a smile: "I downloaded it right away, and I also use it when chatting with colleagues and leaders." Looking at Ren Ming, he continued: "The one you mentioned is also the one I like to post."
"Of course, we media people are not the only ones sticking to our posts tonight. I would also like to say to everyone who is still working in all walks of life, hard work and happy Chinese New Year."
in front of the TV.
The audience is also sighing.
If it is those stars, they will definitely want the whole world to know that I am working so hard, you can see that I am still working even at the age of [-].
Let's look at the hosts of other CCTV, whether it's the "old fritter" Yang Minghui, or the younger generation of Ren Ming, when they are obviously still working overtime, they can still care about other hardworking people.
This is the pattern of CCTV.
After talking about the emoticons, Yang Minghui, who is about to host the Spring Festival Gala for the second time this year, became the center of the topic.
Then, the topic naturally turned to the Spring Festival Gala that will be broadcast later.
Ren Ming said: "Mr. Yang, since you have come to our live broadcast room, you can't justify it without giving us a spoiler, right?"
Yang Minghui said: "Okay, then I'll talk about it..."
A few minutes later, his "spoiler" is over.
Zhang Ziyue shook her head and sighed: "As expected of the first brother of our broadcasting department, he seems to have said a lot, but he doesn't seem to say anything. The language art is proficient and has reached its peak."
Hearing that she said that he was the first brother, Yang Minghui quickly denied it, "I'm not the first brother, I'm just one of the broadcasting department."
"The homophonic stalk deducts money!"
A male voice came from beside him.
Ren Ming directly helped the audience and vomited.
Yang Minghui took a deep breath, put his hands on his chest, and stared at him.
Ren Ming covered his mouth again, "Ah noǔ, ah noǔ (i know, i know)."
"Hahaha!"
"Teacher Yang seems to be saying: What's the matter with you, little brother?"
"Ren Ming is really a master of death, haha!"
The audience laughed so hard they couldn't breathe.
These three people talk about cross talk, it's too good!
At the same time, everyone admired his courage very much.
Anyone who has watched "Yang Young's Summer" knows that Yang Minghui is a man who only treats guests with three yuan for self-help. He dared to say that his money was deducted. This wave is simply a minefield.
Zhang Ziyue, who was sitting across from the two, started to fire up, making noises to attract the attention of the two of them.
"Mr. Yang, Ren Ming has always been proud of his rhymes. Why don't you take this opportunity to beat his arrogance? Let's have a battle between you two, how about a literary battle?"
Yang Minghui asked: "How do you compare?"
Ren Ming said confidently: "What are the rules?"
Seeing the two fighting, Zhang Ziyue said with a smile: "I call it a eight beats to the end, I will start, and you will follow after finishing."
After finishing speaking, she said directly: "12345678, no matter how big the world is, you have to go home, 22345678."
She pointed at Yang Minghui and motioned him to follow.
Yang Minghui almost blurted out: "New Year's red envelopes must be given out."
Zhang Ziyue pointed at Ren Ming again: "32345678."
Ren Ming also had zero reaction: "Be filial to our parents."
Zhang Ziyue gave each of them another look, "42345678."
The three of them clasped their fists at the same time and said to the camera in unison: "Bless our great country!" ×3
The tacit cooperation between them shocked all the audience in front of the TV.
Is this the business capability of the ceiling of the hosting industry?
The reaction is too fast!
No one doubted that this was rehearsed in advance, because Ren Mingzhuyu was in front, and they could write poems on the spot. Isn't it easy for them to compose a rhyme?
Zhang Ziyue: "Okay, thanks again to Mr. Yang Minghui for coming to our live broadcast room and sharing with us the behind-the-scenes story of the Spring Festival Gala."
Yang Minghui smiled and said, "Thank you, this is our news channel's own program."
Ren Ming suggested: "Teacher Yang, let the three of us wish the audience another New Year."
"Okay." Yang Minghui nodded, "I wish you all..."
He started, and the other two followed, "Happy New Year!" ×3
After the three of them paid New Year's greetings, the screen changed, and an intermission animation was played on the screen.
Firecrackers, fireworks; Bai Xue, people; the fat boy wearing a tiger hat led the audience to watch all this.
After a short animated film full of Xia Guonian flavor, the camera returned to the studio again.
Zhang Ziyue had a standard and dignified smile on her face, "Welcome everyone to continue to watch our live broadcast of the New Year's Eve special program, "One Year After One Year."
After finishing the opening remarks, she continued: "Today is New Year's Eve, and it is also a day for family reunion in our Xia Kingdom. And in a small village deep in the mountains in the southwest of our country, there is such a person who came from a foreign land not far away. Supporting teacher."
"For the sake of the children in the village, I haven't been reunited with my family for more than ten years. Who is he? Please follow the lens of our reporter Xiao Ren to get to know him together."
(End of this chapter)