Entertainment: Dominate domestic entertainment through host competition

Courtyard A, in a certain conference room.

Shen Tai's face gradually turned pale as he stared at the many staff members from the Policy and Regulations Department swarming in with cold eyes.

He didn't expect that his competitors were already so impatient!

He really chased after him at the slightest chance. Do he really think that by strangling Zhang Lin, he would be able to catch him?

Well, if you think about it carefully, the blow is quite big!

Since the introduction of Zhang Lin, CCTV has naturally become a major traffic powerhouse. Tens of millions of young people follow CCTV because of Zhang Lin.

For the TV platform, Zhang Lin is the Dinghai Shenzhen.

Thinking in his mind, Shen Tai said with a gloomy expression: "Liu Zuyi, you have crossed the line~"

After hearing Shen Tai's words, a middle-aged man walked out of the suit staff.

This man has a simple and honest face, his face is red, and he is smiling like Maitreya Buddha.

But his smile made everyone shiver.

His eyes met Shen Tai's cold eyes, and he said with a smile: "Am I the kind of person who would do something that crosses the line?"

"..."

Zhang Lin had no idea and had no way of knowing what happened to the senior management of the main station.

After more than an hour, he walked out of the recording studio.

Duan Xuan in the rest area was full of admiration as he stared at the upright figure drinking water and eating snacks.

Writing good copy that catches the eye and touches the heart is rare, and having a goosebump-inducing voice is also a blessing.

If these two characteristics are added together and paired with the prerequisite of extreme youth, then it can only be said that God is chasing after him!

No matter how handsome he is, Duan Xuan doesn't know why God loves someone so much.

And he’s still a man!

Thinking of this, he knew that the top management would try their best to protect Zhang Lin, just like they suppressed the news of Sa Baining's drunk driving in 10 years.

Not to mention that Zhang Lin did not drive drunk, he just had a false alarm after eating tofu!

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Duan Xuan and Wang Xun on the side shook their heads in admiration and said: "I was born in the 70s, just like most of my peers.

When I was young, I fell in love with football because of "Captain Soccer", and now I understand football because of the copywriting of "World Football".

In that era when world football was so star-studded, the legendary stars were really there with the tears.

One by one, world superstars say goodbye to football like shooting stars.

Under the urging of time, I said goodbye to too many football lovers.

I have tasted the bitterness of farewell too much and no longer believe the gentle lie of "goodbye". "

Speaking in slightly confused language, Duan Xuan looked at the majestic Wang Xun beside him and praised: "It was the good copywriting of "World Football" that made us remember that unforgettable and embarrassing moment.

Over the years, I have caught up with the wave of layoffs, the soaring housing prices, the financial crisis, and the ups and downs of the stock market...

All these dissatisfactions cannot erase the joy of catching up with Manchester United's Class 92, catching up with aliens, football elves, and catching up with the legendary era of shining stars. "

He turned around and looked at Ma Fangshu.

Wang Xun frowned slightly, wondering whether Duan Xuan's mental state was because he was too disappointed to see Zhang Lin in peace and was incoherent?

After all, if Zhang Lin's house collapses, then he is Tianzu's first brother and the actual beneficiary.

Just like this episode of "Tribute to the Red Devils Class of 92", it must have been recorded by him, not just some ordinary recordings.

With a lot of malicious speculation in his heart, Wang Xuan nodded with a smile on his face, looking like he was deeply in agreement.

On the other side, Zhang Lin, who was slowly eating pastries, received some messages on his mobile phone.

Open it, and the content is that CCTV’s legal team has sued more than a dozen bloggers and sent them legal letters, and will litigate over this matter.

The person who shot the video was also found by the police at the police station.

After some questioning, I learned that he was a plumber and took the video while taking a break.

After discovering that it was Zhang Lin, he guessed that he could get a big price, so he searched the media's phone number online and sold it to Sina Entertainment for 30,000 yuan.

He had no idea about intercepting a video and posting it.

After reading the content and thanking his colleagues in the legal affairs department, Zhang Lin no longer cared whether the plumber was lying.

He was just a little dumb!

Unexpectedly, he would one day become the subject of a lawyer's warning.

Whenever he read the sentence "Letter of Warning from Lawyer" in his previous life, he always had a sense of joy, thinking it was the incompetent rage of a public figure who became angry.

I never thought that I would follow in the same footsteps!

I'm afraid that after this lawsuit is over, I will become one of the representative figures warned by the lawyer's letter!

Just as I was smiling in my heart, the recording studio door clicked open from the outside.

Xun Sheng turned around and saw a dozen unfamiliar faces in black suits walking in.

Their numbers are overwhelming, and they suddenly look quite intimidating.

The national flag brooch on his chest made everyone feel tighter.

With his eyes focused, Zhang Lin was a little confused. He didn't know what kind of plane this was.

When he was stunned, Ma Fengshu had already approached him, with a look of uncontrollable worry on his pretty face.

At the same time, the leader of the suit team came over.

This man was about forty years old, with a tall figure, sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked a bit like Zhu Shimao.

Looking directly at the golden boy in front of him, he showed a red-labeled document.

Zhang Lin shifted his gaze from his face to the documents and saw several awe-inspiring seals.

After putting down the documents for a moment, the staff member who looked like Zhu Shimao said: "Zhang Lin, we are from the Department of Culture, and we have some questions that we would like to clarify with you."

Everyone in the recording studio couldn't help but gasped when they heard that it was a staff member from the immediate superior of CCTV.

In an instant, everyone's faces turned into buckets of colorful paint.

Judging from the current situation, the trouble Zhang Lin caused was obviously more serious than they had guessed.

Duan Xuan couldn't help but pursed his lips as he and Wang Xuan looked at each other.

He couldn't help but think, he and Zhang Lin didn't have much interest in each other, right? Giving the worried Ma Mingshu a reassuring look, Zhang Lin looked at the staff member who looked like Zhu Shimao, nodded solemnly, and said "ok".

The staff member who looked like Zhu Shimao raised his hand and hooked his fingers back with a cold hum.

Seeing his actions, other suit staff took action and asked everyone out of the recording studio.

Ma Yanshu was the last one to go out and was dragged out by a female staff member.

Looking at the closed door, he said with worry: "Hello, what exactly has Zhang Lin done? Can you help me?"

The female staff member shook her head and seemed to refuse to answer.

At this time, Wang Xun came up, took Ma Fengshu's arm, and said softly: "Fanfan, don't talk nonsense, follow me over there."

My eyes turned red involuntarily~

Looking back, Ma Mingshu said in a choked voice: "Sister Wang, Zhang Lin can't do anything wrong. He loves this country so much and he's so smart. There's no way he can do anything wrong..."

I’m afraid that my cleverness will lead to being misled by my cleverness!

With a murmur in his heart, Wang Xun did not answer, but pulled Ma Fengshu, who was emotionally broken, to the side.

Here, a group of staff are already whispering among themselves and whispering various speculations.

Why Zhang Lin was investigated for drunk driving and escaped with bribery, but was investigated because the video was exposed;

Zhang Lin might have killed someone, and the hit-and-run incident brought his immediate boss to the police;

What's more, it is said that Zhang Lin may be a spy, otherwise it would be impossible to recruit the relevant departments of his immediate boss for bribery and hit-and-run.

Every guess made Ma Fangshu's face change color.

She listened blankly, and it took her a while to realize what was going on. She quickly sent a message to Wang Bingbing to inform her of the situation.

But no matter whether I send a message or call, there is always no answer.

Obviously, Wang Bingbing may be participating in the recording of the show.

There is a lot of commotion outside, and all kinds of news are flying everywhere.

In the recording studio, not long after the door had just closed, "Zhu Shimao", who had looked cold and ruthless before, suddenly changed into a sunny smile, held Zhang Lin's hand with both hands and even said to interrupt.

Zhang Lin, who was confused by this action, opened his eyes and let out a subconscious sound.

Shaking Zhang Lin's hand, the staff member who looked like Zhu Shimao said with a smile: "My surname is Hu and my name is Yongqiang. I am really sorry for disturbing you today!"

"what does it mean?"

"How should I explain it to you?"

Patting his head, Hu Yong forced a smile and said, "Let's put it this way!

Even though our country has developed very well, there are still too many stupid things that forget our ancestors, and they are pervasive. "

Hearing this, Zhang Lin suddenly understood.

I remember accidentally watching a piece of news in my previous life, which seemed to be about a host who was arrested.

If the expectations are correct, it should be something similar to this!

Seeing that Hu Yongqiang had no intention of elaborating, he was too sensible to ask further questions.

He pursed his lips and said speechlessly: "So, I became your prop man?"

"Understand, understand, we are all contributing to the country!"

Hahaha, Hu Yongqiang let go of Zhang Lin's hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Rolling his eyes secretly, Zhang Lin said depressedly: "I understand you, do you understand me?"

"Don't we understand you enough?"

Feeling Hu Yongqiang's meaningful smiling eyes, Zhang Lin understood instantly and knew that the other party knew about Fanxing Media.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said: "Understandable, understandable!

I just didn't expect that it would be so mobilized and made like a movie. "

"Reality is often more magical than movies!"

Without answering the question, Hu Yongqiang sighed and said with a smile: "My daughter likes you very much. Can you take a photo with me and give my daughter a blessing by the way?"

"my pleasure."

After taking pictures and seeing that it would take a while to finish the play, Hu Yongqiang took the opportunity to discuss the issue with Zhang Lin.

“Why do poor families often have discord?”

Hearing the other party ask this question seriously, Zhang Lin looked at him with deep eyes.

With a wry smile, Hu Yongqiang nodded and said: "This is my confusion!"

Smiling, Zhang Lin said: "I am young and have little experience, so I can't make any big claims.

Since you asked, I'll give you my thoughts. "

"Yeah, yeah, tell me~"

"I wonder if you have seen "Dream of Red Mansions"?

Have you watched the TV series? "

Smiling slightly, Zhang Lin said in a gentle voice: "Qingwen in the Dream of Red Mansions broke a fan. In order to make Qingwen happy, Jia Baoyu brought a basket of fans to Qingwen to tear, for fear that Qingwen would be unhappy and angry.

In "The Storm", Qijin's daughter Liujin accidentally broke a bowl and was knocked to the ground by her father Qijin.

Qijin held the bowl and felt distressed. He didn't pay any attention to whether the slap just now could deafen his daughter.

The private hospital where gambling king's daughter-in-law Xi Mengyao stayed when she gave birth to her daughter cost as much as 100,000 yuan for just one caesarean section. No family members came out to criticize the high price.

I was also giving birth. On a hot search a few days ago, a daughter-in-law ate 12 pumpkins, and her mother-in-law cried and made a fuss as if someone had used a shovel on her. "(End of chapter)