When the host opens the plug-in

Chapter 226 Ren Ming's score is...

Ren Ming bowed to the auditorium, and then slowly straightened up.

What puzzled him was that the applause from the auditorium was sparse, and most of the audience looked thoughtful.

what happened?

He thought he played well just now, not to mention making them excited and shouting, it shouldn't be a problem to applaud.

"Thank you Ren Ming." Tang Heming came to the stage, walked to him, looked at him, shook his head and sighed: "After the gunshot, there is no winner, very wonderful sentence!"

His voice was transmitted from the microphone to the speakers above the studio, and then transmitted from the speakers to the ears of everyone at the scene. The thoughtful audience in the seats were also awakened by his voice.

They didn't applaud just now, not because Ren Ming's performance was not good enough, but because the phrase "After the gun goes off, there is no winner" touched them and made them chew silently.

Tang Heming's voice brought their thoughts back to the scene of the "Host Contest".

After recovering, I was excited.

In the end, this can be called the ending of the golden sentence, which made them feel excited, even more exciting than his three sentences in the last round.

Because there were some uneducated (meì) people present, who didn’t understand his three lines at all. Apart from sighing that he was awesome and could write poems on the spot, in fact, they didn’t feel much touched in their hearts.

But this time it was different, everyone could understand these eight words, and everyone was touched more deeply.

"Ren Ming!"

"Ren Ming!"

"Ren Ming!"

The audience kept calling his name, applause, and screams, making Tang Heming, who was about to follow the flow, unable to open his mouth at all.

He stood on the stage, a little tired, looking at Ren Ming with resentment in his eyes.

It's you again, and it's like this again, just creating problems for me.

Ren Ming smiled helplessly back at him.

This is not what I let.

After a long time, the audience had almost vented their emotions, and gradually calmed down.

And this small episode also allowed all the contestants, the staff of the program group, and the bosses in the judging box to see his terrifying popularity.

Among them, there were several directors of unpopular CCTV channels in the jury, looking at Ren Ming on the stage, as if they were looking at a big piece of fat.

With this popularity, this image, and this level of professionalism, if he was pulled to be the host of his channel, would the ratings still be worrying?

The auditorium became quiet, and Tang Heming was able to speak.

"Ask the judges to rate Ren Ming's performance." Seeing the judges start to work, he looked at Yang Minghui again, "Next, listen to the evaluation of Ren Ming from the two reviewers."

Yang Minghui picked up the microphone without hesitation, and said, "Ren Ming is really smart. In the first round, he knew that the information was not complete. So in the first minute, he didn't have any point-of-view words, but put them all in the first round. Second round, this is a very smart move."

Ren Ming smiled and said, "Thank you, Teacher Yang."

The decision he made was indeed very risky, and now it seems that the risk is worth it.

Yang Minghui nodded with a smile, and continued: "Your second round of discussion really gave me a very big surprise. I noticed that at the moment when the complete comic came out, your expression told me that it was completely It's beyond your expectations."

"But you quickly adjusted and let us see a very wonderful discussion. Whether it is the expression of your views, the organization of language, and your final sublimation, you have shown us what is called an excellent host people."

"Especially the last sentence 'After the gunshot, there is no winner', it is simply the finishing touch. Just like what Xiao Tang said, it is a very wonderful and thought-provoking sentence."

"Thank you Teacher Yang." Ren Ming thanked again.

The boss's compliment made him feel like drinking iced happy water in the dog days, how refreshing it is.

After Yang Minghui, it was Wu Yiqing's turn to comment. As soon as she opened her mouth, Yang Minghui's color changed, "Ren Ming, do you really not want to be the host of the art class?"

It was the second time, and this time Yang Minghui couldn't bear it anymore. He picked up the microphone and said, "I said, Mr. Wu, there is still a big living person here. Do you dare to be more open and above board?"

Wu Yiqing suddenly said: "Thank you for reminding me, next time I will be more secretive."

This brazen behavior made Yang Minghui smile bitterly, put down the microphone, and stopped talking.

If he hadn't been concerned about his status as a co-host and needed to be more serious, he really wanted to roll his eyes at her.

Seeing that Yang Minghui stopped talking, she also put away her joking look, and stopped talking about job-hopping, and began to make serious comments.

"This question is very good, and Ren Ming's answer is also very good, especially your interpretation of opposition and balance is very good."

"Although your performance in the first round may not be so impressive, and there may even be some minor flaws, but these will not be a problem as your second round of discussion unfolds."

"Borrowing Teacher Yang's evaluation of you in the last round, you are the dark horse who has made the fastest progress and surprised us the most in this year's "Host Contest."

Ren Ming thanked him for the third time, "Thank you, Mr. Wu."

Wu Yiqing hummed with a smile all over her face.

After the two teachers finished their comments, the director's voice sounded in Tang Heming's earphones: The scores have been counted.

He said naturally: "Thank you two guests for their comments. Whether Ren Ming's two-and-a-half-minute discussion can be recognized by the judges, and whether he can challenge Zhang Lan for the number one position, depends on the score."

The audience's attention was diverted from the stage to the big screen because of his words.

"Wow even!"

The contestants on the second scene exclaimed in unison.

Qi Yueze said: "This is too high!"

An Guotong's eyes widened, and he said, "It's the same as Sister Zhang Lan, the minimum is 97.5!"

Dou Chengpeng said: "Ren Ming 99 seems to have more!"

on the stage.

Tang Heming held back the surprise in his heart, and announced the score: "Remove the lowest score, 97.5 points, remove the highest score, 99 points, and Ren Ming's professional jury score..." The interface of the big screen changed, and the small scores disappeared. , replaced by a huge number, "97.987 points!"

"wooo!"

There was a loud exclamation from the audience.

This score is higher than Zhang Lan's!
He Yucheng was surprised: "Is Ren Ming really going to surpass Sister Zhang Lan's score?"

His question received no response from anyone.

Everyone was not afraid that answering this question would make Zhang Lan unhappy, but because everyone was nervously anticipating that Ren Ming's public jury would score, and no one was in the mood to answer him.

Tang Heming: "This score is very, very high and has already surpassed Zhang Lan. Can Ren Ming surpass Zhang Lan and advance smoothly? Let's follow his public jury score."

The audience did not dare to show their atmosphere, and their eyes were fixed on the big screen.

Ren Ming let out a long breath, and he was also a little nervous.

Tang Heming: "Ren Ming's public jury score is!..."

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(End of this chapter)