I’m Really a Superstar

Friday.

In the morning, there is no cloud.

Today is the day when the Golden Microphone Awards are broadcast live. Countless people are crowded outside the gates of the Beijing TV Grand Theatre. They are waiting to enter the queue with admission tickets.

When Zhang Hao came, he met his colleague.

"Xiao Zhang, here!" Sister Zhou and the team waved.

"Zhou Dajie? Sun Ayi?" Zhang Yi blinked and went up.

Aunt Sun asked him to join the team. The capital city called Jia Saner. "Come here, there is no need to line up behind."

Zhang Wei didn't think there was anything wrong with the queue. Because he had nominations, he didn't have to line up. He could show his work permit. "How come you all?" He really didn't know how many people came because these days. He did not go to work, and the "Deep Night Ghost Story" withdrew him. "The Story of the Old and the Young" was also stopped during the broadcast. Zhao Guozhou also considered the mood of Zhang Wei, and gave him a few days off. .

"The ticket given by the unit, there are many seats in the auditorium. Colleagues are basically coming. You see, Tian Bin and the couple are at the forefront. Seeing no? There is a security check, and Xiaomei teacher also Arrived early, they have already entered the market, we are coming late." Zhou Dajie smiled.

Aunt Sun is relieved: "Xiao Zhang, you will remain relaxed today, don't think about anything else."

Sister Zhou also gave him a breath: "Yes, it doesn't matter if you can't get it this time. There will be opportunities in the future. Let's take a look at it."

Zhang Huakou is heartless: "I understand."

"That's good, go." It's his turn \\u4ee

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c security check.

Throwing the lighter into the trash can, Zhang Hao passed the security check and followed them in.

This is the largest venue for the Beijing TV station. It can accommodate thousands of people. Zhang Wei’s seats in their units are concentrated in the front right side of the front row. It’s still very good. Who makes them radio and Beijing TV station is a family, this is In their territory, they will naturally be given priority. Compared with other provincial and municipal radio and television stations, the location of the participants is much better. This is the home advantage.

"Is the teacher Xiao Zhang coming?"

"Sister Zhou, you are too slow."

"Little Chen Xiaoxu, have you come so early?"

The tickets of their literary and art radio colleagues are all squatting. They all sit together naturally. Some people come by themselves. Some people come with their lover, and they bring their children.

I greeted each other and everyone sat down.

In front of the seating area of ​​Beijing Radio's news frequency, Zhang Ye was sitting in the first row. Obviously it was convenient to come to the stage to receive the prize. He was ready. At this time, after reminding, he also looked back and saw three. Zhang Wei at the back of the row, smiled and raised his hand, to attract attention from the other side, "Zhang Wei." He was the same age as Zhang Wei, but he entered Taiwan for more than half a year, and he did not use the "teacher" official. Said.

Zhang Wei looked at the past, "Well?"

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "Why didn't you sit in front of it? This time, the station nominated for it." This is not a big problem, but it makes people feel uncomfortable.

Everyone knows that Teacher Zhang Wei did not go to the first row of nominations. It is known that it is impossible to get the prize. Which pot does you still open? This is not a heart!

Zhang Wei said coldly: "No need."

"Oh, then you are free." Zhang Ye turned back.

Jia Yan also arrived this time, but he took the seat ticket in his hand, but did not go to the literary frequency side, but went to the news frequency area.

"Zhang Ye."

"Hah, Yanzi."

"The traffic jam on the road is really embarrassing."

"Come and sit down and leave a place for you."

Jia Yan was with Zhang Yezhen, and the two of them talked about each other. Since Zhang Wei’s outbreak, although Jia Yan got the show, but because of the disgusting means of Taiwan’s leadership, he has lost his heart. Some people have been crowded out of circles by the literary and art frequency. Jia Yan simply does not ask for boring, literature and art. The colleague of the frequency does not look at him. He still does not see the gang. Anyway, there is a deputy director Jia sitting on the top, and he does not care.

Once upon a time, when Jia Yangang came, everyone was very polite and friendly to him. After all, he was a relative of the leader. Zhang Wei was pushed out for a while, but now the situation is just the opposite. The reason is a degree problem. Some means are really very hurtful. This time it is Zhang Wei. Will the other people who are their literary frequency give way to Jia Yan next time? Was forced to die by the leader? This thing can't help but let everyone think so!

Sister Zhou said to Zhang Wei: "Don't ignore them."

"The person who has no ability can't wait for a long time." Xiaofang also hated.

An old editor sighed: "Hey, now the inside of the unit is getting more and more chaotic."

This year's silver microphone in Taili is definitely Zhang Ye, and I don't have to ask for it next year. It is clearly stated that Jia Yan is scheduled. What can Zhang Hao do? Can only be subordinate to people - of course, this is the thoughts and judgments of everyone else, not Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei has not given up!

compromise?

yield?

Forbearance?

This is not his style at all!

Only when he gets a silver microphone can he go further to the TV station, but what can he do to get the award he must get? Zhang Wei doesn't know, he really has no way at the moment, looking for Zhang Yuanqi? Impossible, there will be no way for this in the matter. The selection is a minority. Three or three of the five judges will take effect. Except for the new judges of Zhang Yuanqi, other judges are comparing. Respect for the rules, that is to say, it is impossible for someone to vote for Zhang Wei. It is meaningless for Zhang Yuanqi to fight for Zhang Wei alone. Moreover, that person’s feelings have been used up, and he will not ask for more.

Nothing to do!

There is no way to go and there is no way to go back!

Zhang Wei had to admit that he was really forced to a dead end at this time, but he was desperate and he also \\u5

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Fc5 needs to find a way out, he can't swallow this fire!

The conventional means is definitely not good. Zhang Yan turned the interface of the game ring and tried to find an unconventional breakthrough. These days, "The Story of the Old and the Young" will stop broadcasting. The source of his reputation is only based on the exposure of "Ghost Blowing Light". That's all, so there is not much prestige. If you draw a lottery...

Eh! Almost forgot!

There seems to be something in the inventory bar that is useless!

Zhang Hao suddenly remembered, opened the game inventory bar, and sure enough, there is a gleaming props - lucky bread! This is what I got when I took the lottery a few days ago. After the raise, I got the glamour fruit and he ate it on the spot. This item was left behind!

Try it!

The dead horse must also be a living horse doctor!

The Silver Microphone Award was announced immediately, and Zhang Hao had no choice but to gamble!

Taking the lucky bread out of the inventory, he picked up the ice mineral water on his hand, the world's famous mineral water brand, and faked the water, actually eating the lucky bread. The items that the game ring opens or draws are invisible to others, but others can see it. If you look at him with empty hands and hold the air, mouth and mouth, then chew, everyone is not guilty of his neurosis. Of course, I have to do some cover up. Oh, the last bite of bread is eaten!

Lucky bread takes effect!

The player's lucky value is improved!

Countdown starts in five minutes!

......

The same moment.

Rest in the background, three districts, inner hall.

Four or five staff members are sorting out the trophies and award certificates to be issued today. Yesterday, the results of the selection have actually come out. The trophy certificates have been intensified, and there are gold microphones and silver microphones. table. The door is locked. This is a strictly confidential process. However, it is just a matter of saying it. This kind of thing can't be kept secret. Whoever wins the prize will be elected, as long as it is understood by the insiders, and it is not the president. Not so strict.

"Name - Liu Feng."

"Here is it."

"Well, this is in front of the pen, the certificate also corresponds, don't make a mistake."

"Do not worry, can't be wrong."

"Zhang Ye, this is the silver microphone award, and I took it in the front for a while."

"Okay, I am ready."

At the time when several staff members were preparing the order for the list, there was no sign at all. A female employee accidentally encountered a certificate of award. Hey, the certificate was awkward, and I didn’t know who was there on the table. The bottle of mineral water was knocked down. The bottle was covered with a lid, but it was hidden there. The water sprinkled on the award certificate below, very suddenly!

"Oh!" The female employee hurriedly took the sleeves to wipe the certificate.

"Don't wipe it!" An old comrade next to him reminded, but it is still late.

This rub, the paper spread out of the certificate is immediately blurred, and no words can be seen clearly.

A young man hurry up to help, quickly wipe the water off the table to the ground, not to let other certificates be affected, but the floor is tiled, the water is very smooth, the young one accidentally mixed with garlic, although people did not fall Down, but in order to maintain a balance to help the table, but accidentally met the trophy corresponding to the certificate, the trophy slammed into the ground with a few people watching with horror!

The trophy was broken at the time!

The trophy of the silver microphone is different from that of the golden microphone. It is a silver microphone. It is actually a crystal-like material. Because it is a long microphone, the hardness of the crystal is not much higher than that of the glass. Even the mother did not know!

"what!"

"It's broken!"

"What are you doing! So careless?"

"I'm sorry, I don't know if I will do this!"

Everyone was in a hurry, and after a while, there was no way to watch the mess!

"Ping Shu, what should I do? There is an hour of silver microphones to award the prize!" The female staff was anxious to turn around, did not expect such a simple job to let them do it!

In the morning, the silver microphone first awards, because it is not live broadcast, so it can be regarded as a golden microphone to warm up in advance, after the silver microphone award is the live broadcast of the golden microphone, the time is really not much, the silver microphone award can not be put Going behind the golden microphone, never this precedent!

One of the oldest staff members gnawed their teeth. "Don't panic, still catch up, the certificate is good to say, there is a ready-made blank certificate. Just refill it. The judges must have an official seal. Xiao Chen, you go to a judge. Sealed, Xiao Wang, also gives you a task, you immediately call Yi Xuan, this trophy is customized by their company, there must be spare silver microphone trophy, the name is empty, you let them use the fastest The speed of engraving Zhang’s name, and then you can pick it up, the sooner the better!"

"it is good!"

"understand!"

Both of them went out, one to call and one to get a certificate.

The female employee first asked the desk to ask Yi Xuan's phone, and then rushed to the past. "Hey, I am from Beijing TV... Yes, we have some status here. What is the silver trophy? Is there? It’s so good, please help us re-name, here is a broken one... Yes... Thank you so much, trouble you as fast as possible, you can’t catch up... Ok... Name? Name is called Zhang..." Anxious, the old comrade just forgot her name, she forgot, and said to the phone: "You wait!"

The youth has already obtained the certificate and is about to fill it out.

The female employee immediately asked: "Xiao Chen, what is the name of the person?"

"Hey, the unit is from Beijing Radio Station. It seems to be Zhang... Wild?" The youth was not sure. I didn't bother to ask Ping Shu again, afraid of being detained. So I quickly opened the phone and searched for the nomination list. Hey, found it, the Beijing Radio Station, this is this - called Zhang Wei!"

"What?"

"look by youself."

"Okay, I remembered."

Zhang Wei and Zhang Ye, the pronunciation is similar, are YE, but the tone is slightly different.

The young man took the signature and wrote it under the name of the online list.

The female employee also told the trophy maker that "it is Zhang Wei...a fire is a Chinese, yes, the unit is the Beijing People's Broadcasting Station!"