Chapter 3 Likes from Hongzuo
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Is it different from the content on the teleprompter?
Wang Bingbing's eyes widened and she couldn't help turning her head to look at the handsome Zhang Lin.
Looking at the eloquent person, I secretly thought that he had given up on treatment and started to let himself go?
All the staff in the live broadcast room have this expression.
Staring at Zhang Lin who was "letting go", they looked at each other in surprise.
The director stood up to indicate whether he wanted to stop, but was blocked by the big leader who had already come out, indicating that he should take a look before talking.
After all, this is just a practical exercise that is infinitely close to a real live broadcast.
The three newcomers who participated in the assessment thought they had become news anchors.
Little did they know, there was still the last hurdle waiting for them.
Thank you, Old A, and thank you to the Wolf Fang Special Forces for the inspiration...
The proud leader also doesn’t know that in the Internet era, CCTV’s complicated network of relationships is just a joke.
Zhang Lin and Wang Bingbing knew everything before the live broadcast.
After communicating with the director, the leader looked at the eloquent Zhang Lin, with curiosity in his eyes.
Just now, I was nervous and kept making mistakes, but now I am breaking the rules and making mistakes, which makes my eyes brighter.
Beginning to show the level of being ranked number one in the file!
Putting aside the low-level mistake just now.
The big boss had to admit that Zhang Lin's ability to hang out was really good, and the whole process actually gave people a feeling of mercury dripping from the ground.
And the way he presents news is very refreshing. It is a completely different and new way of reporting.
At least on news channels, this style is not available yet.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a sense of curiosity.
Let’s take a look, it’s just an assessment after all!
Looking at the camera, Zhang Lin, who finally liked the system skill blessing, forgot about me and devoted himself to this strange and familiar broadcast.
“First let’s look at the match between the Matador Legion and the Persian Legion.
The Persian team set up a 640 defensive formation, like a bus stopping in front of their door, with almost eleven people standing in the penalty area. That formation was called 110.
Is it okay for the Matador Legion to say that I called the police?
Anyway, the Persian team just wants to draw their opponents.
But the Matador Legion was not in vain. It frequently created dangerous situations in the Persian zone, causing its opponents to own goals and breaking through the Persian formation. In the end, it narrowly won 1:0 and tied for the top spot in the group with Urasi. The qualifying situation was also difficult. Cloudy to clear. ” (from Guangquan Joint Concern)
~~~hold it in
Trying to purse her lips, Wang Bingbing almost laughed at this press release.
It sounds strange that it rhymes!
Bah bah bah~~
What are you doing?
It’s almost over and you’re still acting like a monster!
Not seeing the vague eye roll from the national wife, Zhang Lin said to himself: "In the three games of Group D and Group E, Samba, Ruishi and Nigeria respectively defeated their opponents and obtained valuable three points.
Among them, the Selecao met with stubborn resistance during the game.
Costa Rica's defense line was like an iron wall.
Especially the goalkeeper, goalkeeper Navas is the wall. The main thing he needs to defend is Samba forward Neymar.
That person, that person wants to cross that wall, but that wall wants to block that person;
The man dashed left and right, the wall blocked him and threw him low;
One side is full of horses and horses inside and outside, and the other side is full of Vasnavas.
Samba's 90-minute onslaught was all in vain.
It wasn't until Coutinho completed the final goal with a diagonal stab in the stoppage time that the opponent's wall collapsed.
Neymar then scored a goal to put the icing on the cake.
The Samba Legion finally jumped up to the Samba and defeated the tenacious Costa Rica 2-0. "
This section of Zhang Lin's broadcast was particularly smooth, and he finished it in one breath without pausing, which vividly demonstrated his excellent "basic skills."
And the most important thing is——
He actually squeezed time while ensuring a high standard, and finished broadcasting this sports news just before the countdown ended.
Such a perfect performance was in sharp contrast to the embarrassing state of zero points just now.
Just as the leader thought, Zhang Lin's novel rhyming reporting method aroused everyone's curiosity.
Whether it was the staff or the audience watching the live broadcast, there was a lot of discussion under Wang Bingbing's somewhat frightened broadcast.
"666, forced rhyme haha"
"Inner horse and outer horse, Navas, this gas, haha, it's so funny."
"Let me choke you, this guy is a weirdo!"
"Indeed, it made me laugh to death"
“I thought tonight would be another boring hour, but I didn’t expect that I would be surprised again and again.”
"I think the leader must keep him. This is the top rapper of the CTV label, Jonathan Zhang Lin."
"He's a rhyme freak"
"..."
While the employees and netizens were laughing and talking, the live broadcast in the live broadcast room continued.
"Let's look at another sports news, Mei~Meiguo Professional~Men's Football~Basketball~Blue League's star..."
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Wang Bingbing is going to cry!
Zhang Lin next to her started to look a little normal, but she was bald as if she was infected!
Feeling bitter in his heart, he secretly said sorry, and Zhang Lin continued to broadcast without taking his eyes off.
"Friends, they all say that the gaps between the fingers are too wide and the time is too thin. Before you know that the three summers are over, the time has already turned into a new autumn.
Although the heat wave is still rolling and the heat is steaming, the temperature has not dropped.
But the footsteps of autumn have arrived at the gate. "
Suddenly turning her head again, Wang Bingbing, who was about to shut herself up in three rooms and one living room, was full of surprise.
It’s also different from the teleprompter copywriting.
Also, the finger gaps are too wide and the time is too thin. It sounds so beautiful!
This guy has reached the point of writing poetry on the spot!
For a moment, Wang Bingbing felt like a textbook, as if she had returned to middle school.
Looking forward with gentle eyes, Zhang Lin's handsome face had a faint smile and his voice was magnetic and low.
“You are listening to the chirping of cicadas, fanning yourself with a straw hat, jumping into the lotus pond, and picking water chestnut pods;
It is still time to start putting on autumn fat, gather relatives and friends, enjoy the fragrance of wine and delicious food, enjoy the delicious food and fat, and happily meet each other over a pot of fine wine.
I sweat a lot after eating and look forward to the cool autumn breeze.
As the saying goes, autumn is not cool and seeds are not yellow. Autumn comes and you feel refreshed and the golden waves in the river valley roll like crazy.
Finally, they bloom and bear fruit, soybean pods gradually turn yellow, crops grow vigorously, melons and fruits also usher in a good harvest, and the fragrance of honey is overflowing. "
After the words fell, the perspective switched.
In the live broadcast, this beautiful autumn scenery rendered by poetic copywriting was played.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion?
Li Hong, who had just come out of the live broadcast room of "Cross the Strait" and got into the car to complete the task, had an inexplicable sense of déjà vu that made her cry.
"This is simply a masterpiece. Every sentence is a beautiful sight, and every sentence can show the charm of culture!"
Hong Zuo's smoky eyes were shining brightly, and he praised this passage.