Almighty Fat Goddess

Chapter 113 The Singing Method of a One-man Show 1
Bai Feng smiled, and stroked the long hair around her ears.

"Hehe, do you think the show "Evening Story" is not good?"

"It's more than bad, it's the worst. You must not have known it when you first came here. This show has been at the bottom of the ratings for several years, and it was canceled several times in the middle. If it weren't for the fact that there is no such thing as infertility , The buy one get two free commercial arrangement, this program will definitely have to be suspended indefinitely, do you know what the anchor of this program is called now?"

"Ok?"

"They all call it the grave of the old anchor, and the paradise of the new anchor!"

"Oh? Why is it called that?"

"Well, it's because no one listens to this show. If an old anchor makes a mistake, he will be assigned. So feel free to make mistakes!"

"Hehe, this is interesting, so it's really a good choice for newcomers to use this show to practice their skills?"

"Uh... It's correct to understand this way, but it's really hard to record the evening show..."

"Hard?"

"Yeah... I used to host "Good Morning, Xianyang City" for half an hour every day, and it was still in the morning. After the anchor finished, I basically didn't have any work. The time was free and the audience rate was high, but our "Evening Story" 》, it takes two hours a day, and I have to sit paralyzed just sitting, and I can’t listen in the middle, even if I want to go to the toilet! The time is even worse, from 10:0 to [-]:[-] in the evening, it’s inconvenient to come, and it’s inconvenient to go back !"

Bai Feng hadn't considered this point. She only knew it would start at 10 pm before, and she didn't really ask what time it would end. Now that Qiao Jing said that, she was immediately stunned.

Sighing in my heart, it seems that I will drive to and from get off work every night in the future...

The two of them pressed the elevator and went up to the eighth floor. As soon as they went up, they felt a little uncomfortable. There were people coming and going downstairs, but the eighth floor seemed to be completely deserted. Not to mention the dust, even the door of the anchor room The locks were all broken, and when the wind blew, the door frame rattled, as if mocking the two of them.

The inside of the anchor room is as shabby as the outside, except for a long table and two chairs, a computer and a recording and debugging equipment, there is not a single hair.

Bai Feng just glanced at it, there was really nothing to see here, so he directly turned his attention to the recording equipment.

At this moment, Qiao Jing has turned on all the equipment and started training Bai Feng.

"Mr. Bai, look, this is a headset. Don't put it on your neckline. I will help you turn on and off the radio. Then you will be responsible for taking the manuscript and reading it. I will do everything else. .”

"Uh...it's that simple?"

"Uh... Of course... If there are other things to pay attention to, it is the rules when recording. There is a manual in the station, but those are too complicated. Simply put, you must pay attention to the following points, which cannot be recorded in the live broadcast. Sometimes there are sounds outside the program, such as eating, noise, answering the phone, no interruptions in the middle, no laughing during the program, Mandarin must be spoken during the live broadcast, the words must be clearly pronounced, and typos cannot be read, etc. These are divided into ABC three by the station. This accident found that if you make a mistake, you will be fined if it is light, and you will be expelled if it is serious..."

"Oh, this shouldn't be difficult. By the way, will we add commercials to this program?"

"Uh... No one sponsors for now... It would be great if there was one, and we can go to the toilet while advertising..."

Bai Feng was speechless, and said to himself that it seems that this program is really superfluous and superfluous, it's just a superfluous thing.

After the two interviewed several times, they checked the time and found that it was time for lunch. Bai Feng asked about the commute to and from get off work again, and Qiao Jing answered honestly.

"There is no requirement in this station, because each anchor's program time is different, so it is required that the anchor must arrive half an hour in advance to make preparations, and can leave after the show is finished, and there is no requirement to clock in and sign in..."

"Can it be recorded in advance?"

Qiao Jing looked embarrassed.

"This...in fact, it's also possible, but you have to..."

"Oh, I see, don't you have to be qualified..."

"Yes, Boss Bai. If the program has a high audience rating, it is naturally the trump card in the station. We can do anything... But we may not be able to do it. I offended Yan Xun. He must be watching closely, and if this program wants to let people It's really not easy to increase the ratings..."

The two of them went downstairs to eat while they were talking. The radio station used to have a group cafeteria, but later the efficiency became worse and worse. In addition, the time for the anchors to record programs was different, and the cafeteria was gradually closed. The radio anchors usually rely on takeout for meals. .

Naturally, Baifeng didn't bother to eat takeout. She called Qian Chuanzi as soon as she got off the elevator, and within 10 minutes, Qian Chuanzi arrived at the TV station with two VIP packages.

Seeing the VIP package, Qiao Jing's eyes straightened. Sitting at Baifeng's desk, she was surrounded by envious eyes. The male anchor Ding Ning was drooling while hugging the instant noodles.

"Damn, Qiao Jing, if I knew you had this kind of treatment, I would have exchanged my show with you. It's only over 5000 yuan after a month of hard work. It's good for you, and you only got 2000 yuan for a meal. With this wine, it’s 5000 yuan for a three-kilo pack, and it’s personally delivered from the store, this is simply unprecedented, the treatment of P among VIPs!”

Seeing the other colleagues drooling, Bai Feng smiled. Apart from saving enough food for herself and Qiao Jing, she also shared points with the others, including a glass of wine for each.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Fengzheng and Qiao Jing were preparing the script for the evening show, but they were suddenly notified by Yan Xun to sort out a copy of the important information on the station.

As soon as she got the materials, Qiao Jing trembled angrily, stood up and was about to find Yan Xun's theory, but Bai Feng stopped her.

"Hey, why are you going?"

"I'll go to him and ask him clearly, this is clearly an obsolete material from the year before, why do we need to sort it out! This is simply trying to make things difficult!"

With flickering eyes, Bai Feng pulled her back to her seat and spoke with a smile.

"No need to go, it's useless. If you go, he will only tell you that he must use this information. What can you say? Besides, sorting out this information is not his purpose at all."

"what?"

Bai Feng tapped on the paper with his fingers.

"He intends to use this material to completely bind the two of us, so that we can't be distracted from preparing the manuscript for the evening. When there is a problem with our program, he will naturally have an excuse to punish us!"

"Ah! So vile?"

"Hehe, it's just a superficial routine. He's not qualified enough to set me up. Since he made a move, let's take it and see who has played it before! Doesn't he want us to prepare the script for the evening program? Immediately not ready!"

"Ah? Not ready? How can we record a show if not ready?"

"Soldiers come to block, water comes to cover up! Don't worry, I have everything."

Seeing Bai Feng's confident eyes, Qiao Jing felt for the first time that she suddenly had a glimmer of hope for no reason.

(End of this chapter)