When the host opens the plug-in

Chapter 204
On the stage.

Before Ren Ming bowed and stood up straight, thunderous applause reached his ears.

The excited audience didn't bother to wipe the tears on their faces, and clapped with all their strength, and their hands were soon red.

Ren Ming straightened up, looked at the highly reacting audience, bowed again, and said, "Thank you."

In the narration just now, he did not say that he also walked for a day with a backpack of dozens of kilograms, slept in a leaf tent, and had a fever of 40°C.

Although saying this may bring him a lot of sympathy points, he doesn't bother to do that.

He felt that as a reporter, he should not play too much in an interview, but should let the audience focus on the protagonist of the interview instead of him as the reporter.

The applause continued for a long time, and the audience kept shouting Ren Ming's name. The momentum was so loud that it even affected the recording of the show.

Tang Heming came to the stage, stood beside Ren Ming quietly, looked at the excited audience with a smile, and did not control the field.He understood the mood of the audience at the moment, and he also knew that they needed applause to vent their emotions when they were excited.

He didn't stop him, but the excited audience gradually quieted down. They also realized that their actions had disturbed the recording of the program.

Respect is mutual. Tang Heming didn't stop them, but gave them face. They are not ignorant people, and the moment when their heads get hot is just that moment.

After venting his emotions, his rationality slowly returned. Tang Heming respected them, and they didn't want to embarrass him too much.

Players on the second scene.

All eight contestants, without exception, applauded.

Zhang Lan said with emotion, "It's so good, I'm about to cry."

An Guotong's eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Awesome, impeccable."

Qi Yueze took a deep breath and said, "Good job! I like his topic selection and his whole narration very much."

on site.

Seeing that the audience was almost quiet, Tang Heming said, "Next, let the professional judges and [-] online public judges rate Ren Ming's performance just now."

Hearing the words, the judges all jumped into action.

Wang Anxue glanced at Wei Qingkang, but got no response.

At this time, Wei Qingkang looked down at the tablet on the table, feeling a little tangled in his heart, not knowing whether to stick to his "original intention" and give Ren Ming a low score, or follow his heart and give him a high score.

Two CCTV hosts also looked at him intentionally or unintentionally, but they also didn't get a response.

After thinking about it for a while, they "understood" what he meant. Since he didn't look at them, the meaning was according to what they thought.

After they figured it out, they stopped looking over there and lowered their heads to operate the tablet.

On the stage.

Tang Heming said: "Mr. Yang, do you have anything to say about the contestant's performance just now?"

Yang Minghui picked up the microphone, looked at Ren Ming, and said with a smile: "I personally think that Ren Ming's narration just now is very perfect. It shows us how an excellent reporter behaves in news reports. Whether it is you talking about news figures Your attitude, or your narration, are both complete."

Hearing his evaluation of himself, Ren Ming was a little surprised, flattered and said: "Thank you, Teacher Yang."

This evaluation can be described as quite high.

Yang Minghui said: "I also want to say thank you, thank you for bringing us this family-country border relationship. Through your entire 5-minute narration, I believe that most of the audience felt the same strong emotional concentration as I did. "

"Especially at the beginning where you carried a big bag and surrounded the audience, it made my whole heart lift. I even thought you were under too much pressure and gave up the game."

"It was only later that I figured it out. It turned out to be a small design of yours. This small design is very good. It suddenly reminded us all of our interest in the news you are about to tell, and directly helped us understand it. Soldiers, this difficult patrol road is not easy."

"But at the same time, I also have a question. Is there any other meaning besides what I said when you carry this backpack?"

Ren Ming nodded, walked to the side of the backpack, and said, "I brought it with me for other reasons. When I left there, the soldiers knew that I was coming to Yangcheng, and they wanted to come with me too." .Watching the flag raising, visiting the Great Wall, visiting the Forbidden City, this is the dream of many soldiers, because they have never been to Yangcheng."

"I really want to realize the dreams of all of them, but I can't do it, and their positions are inseparable from people, so I brought their things, this backpack that represents their thoughts."

The audience applauds again.

"Hey, I feel uncomfortable when I hear that the dream of the soldiers is to visit Yangcheng."

"Me too. I don't know why, but somehow I feel that I owe them something, and I feel sorry for them."

"Isn't it just a trip to Yangcheng? As for a dream? Now that the traffic is so developed, it takes less than a day to get there by plane."

"You think everyone is like you, the plane says they can sit on the plane. Many people are not willing to pay hundreds of thousands of air tickets, and they don't have time to come. That's the frontier, and they are soldiers on the frontier!"

On the stage.

Tang Heming asked, "Can we see what's inside?"

Ren Ming nodded, "Of course."

The two opened their backpacks in front of the audience, and Ren Ming added next to them: "Because of confidentiality requirements, some of their strategic materials cannot be brought over."

Tang Heming unzipped the zipper, took out two boxes of canned food from inside, weighed the weight, looked at the audience and said, "This alone weighs five or six catties." He put the canned food aside, and took out something from the inside as if reporting the name of the dish.

"Self-heating food."

set aside.

"Why is there a national flag here?" As soon as he finished speaking, he realized, "Is this the side they unfolded at the finish line?"

Ren Ming said: "Yes."

Then he took it out, Tang Heming held a large piece of folded plastic sheet in his hand, and while showing it to the audience, he wondered, "What is this for?"

Ren Ming said: "This is their tent."

"Tent?" Tang Heming couldn't understand it even more. It was obviously just a piece of plastic sheeting, so how could it be a tent.

Ren Ming said: "Yes. Because the tents in the true sense are too heavy and too big to carry, they carry this simple tent."

"When camping at night, they will clean up the ground, spread straw, and then spread fallen leaves on the straw, then cut some suitable branches to act as the skeleton of the tent, cover the plastic sheet with straw, and then build a tent. A simple tent."

After listening to his introduction, Tang Heming asked in disbelief: "You mean, the soldiers sleep in tents like this during the winter?"

What Tang Heming asked was what the audience was most concerned about. Like Tang Heming, they felt incredible.

In winter, in the snow-capped mountains, sleeping like this is almost the same as lying directly in the snow, right?Can the body take it?

Ren Ming nodded and said, "Yes."

Seeing him nodding in affirmation, the tears that the audience finally stopped were about to burst again.

"My God!"

"I can't, I'm in a panic."

"Huh, I want to go to the frontier to see..."

"Me too."

"Wow, this is too good to cry."

"My God, such a condition, even an iron man can't stand it, but someone has persisted for 18 years. What kind of spirit is this!"

"Stand shoulders to gods with mortal bodies, no, they are the patron saints of our Xia Kingdom."

"I noticed a detail. Ren Ming is so familiar with it, he wouldn't sleep in such a tent like the soldiers!"

"I'll go, if that's the case, he'll be awesome!"

After Yang Minghui finished commenting, it was Wu Yiqing's turn.

She looked at Ren Ming and said with a smile: "I think your narration today is an excellent work, with unique topic selection, sincere feelings, and detailed interviews. This piece of your work tells us what a person is. Media people should be held accountable.”

"Thank you, Teacher Wu." Ren Ming bowed and thanked.

Wu Yiqing nodded with a smile, and then asked a question, "Ren Ming, when you went to interview, did you walk the entire patrol road with the soldiers?"

Ren Ming replied truthfully: "No, I only followed the first day of the five-day and four-night journey, and I returned to the station early the next morning."

Wu Yiqing asked, "Did you also sleep in that tent on the first day?"

Ren Ming hesitated, he didn't want to answer this question.

Because he discovered that while chatting, the center of the topic seemed to be himself, but now the center of the topic should be Wang Jiahao, Wang Lei, Squad Leader Zhang, and Wang Yinxin, not himself, the reporter.

Although I suffered a lot during this trip, it was only temporary, unlike them who stayed there for many years.

He didn't want to upstage the fighters.

Seeing his hesitation, Wu Yiqing asked again, "Is it hard to answer?"

"Uh, no." Ren Ming said: "Yes, I also slept in that kind of tent that night, but I was better than the soldiers, because they had to take turns to watch the night, and I didn't use it."

Wu Yiqing asked: "Then why don't you tell your own experience in the 5-minute narration? This may have a positive impact on your score."

She was also reminding Ren Ming, teaching him to "sell miserably" properly.

Now that the competition has progressed, she has a good impression of him, so she unconsciously wants to teach him.

Ren Ming understood what she meant, and also knew that she was doing it for her own good and teaching herself.

He was silent for two seconds, looked at Wu Yiqing, and said seriously: "I don't think it's necessary. I'm reporting on border guards, and everyone should focus on them, not me. I think a qualified reporter, When interviewing people, you shouldn’t overplay yourself.”

After speaking, he turned his gaze aside, a little afraid to look at her.

Because he felt that what he said just now might be a little hurtful.

She was imparting experience to herself with good intentions, but not only did she not accept it, but she even refuted her face to face. This is simply a white-eyed wolf.She even said what a qualified reporter should be. Isn't this saying that she is not a qualified reporter?

What I said is equivalent to directly losing face to her, and face is the most important thing for quite a few Xia people, especially a person in a high position like her.

A person with an average heart may directly hate himself because of these few sentences.And a newcomer who has just entered the industry offends a well-known and influential industry leader who has been in this industry for many years is simply committing suicide, and the end can be imagined.

He understood all of this, but he still chose to say it.

The reason why he said this was not for fame or profit, but for the professional ethics in his heart.

The reason why the difficulty of the press card test questions suddenly increased not long ago was not because more and more people who looked at "money" were mixed into this industry.

And he, a "little rookie" who has just entered the industry, is a little overconfident and unrealistic, and wants to make this industry better.

The audience of "Host Contest" includes not only ordinary people, but also many peers. This is the stage that all hosts dream of.Standing on this stage, he not only wants to get a good ranking and high score, but also wants to convey a correct value.

Even if only one person is affected, it's worth it.

Whoa!
The audience applauded again.

"well said!"

"This is a good reporter, a good host!"

"I support you, Ren Ming!"

"Just now I was moved by his narration, but now I am moved by his charisma."

"He's so handsome, not only his face is handsome, but his heart is also handsome!"

Review seats.

A good intention was abandoned like a shoestring, and her face was refuted. Wu Yiqing did feel a little uncomfortable for a certain moment, but it was only for that moment.

After that moment, the admiration in her eyes grew stronger. There are talented hosts and reporters every year, but there are not many talented hosts and reporters who are also ethical.

What Ren Ming said just now not only made Wu Yiqing feel more fond of him, but also helped him gain the "heart" of many big judges.

This child is worth cultivating!

Wang Xue'an felt very relieved. He felt that after the "Host Contest", he would soon have an extra general under his command.

Players on the second scene.

Seeing the appreciative look on Wu Yiqing's face, many people who cared about Ren Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

An Guotong scolded him in his heart for being stupid, nodding his head and saying yes, he had to fight hard, if Teacher Wu Yiqing hadn't been broad-minded, he would have offended him long ago.

This stuff is hopeless, so stupid.

But deep down in her heart, she also felt that Ren Ming, who just insisted on integrity and dared to speak out, was very handsome.

Zhang Lan smiled and looked at Ren Ming on the big screen, feeling emotional.

This Ren Ming looked handsome and gentle, but he didn't expect him to be so stunned.

Qi Yueze applauded, thinking that he deserved to be the Ren Ming who dared to charge up to the knife-wielding gangster, and he was right.

If you don't have a little courage to talk against Teacher Wu Yiqing, you really can't do it.

on site.

Ren Ming's score was also counted. Seeing the director in the audience gesturing, Tang Heming knew that it was time to do it himself, and said, "Next, let's take a look at Ren Ming's score."

On the large screens on the left and right sides of the stage, the scores of Ren Ming's professional jury were displayed, and the moment he saw the scores.

"Wow!"

The audience exclaimed.

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(End of this chapter)