There are five medium-sized recording and broadcasting rooms in the recording area in front of you. The use time of each recording and broadcasting room is determined. From what time to what time it belongs to which column, and the program content must be recorded within the specified time. Generally speaking, There is always a surplus and there is rarely a shortage.
"This writer actually knows how to broadcast. He must be here to steal his job."
The voices of this group of people couldn't reach Lin Han's ears due to the thick soundproof glass. When he finished the first part and was about to take a drink of water, he looked up and found that he seemed to have become a panda in the zoo, living in a glass cage. For people to visit.
Walking into the recording room with the manuscript in hand, Lin Han cleared his throat into the radio. He didn't know what his voice sounded like. He only put on his headphones, looked at the novel manuscript, and began to brew his emotions.
"If Lin Han can't survive in the novel circle, coming to our station will be more than enough."
"He's not a broadcaster, he's a famous writer. Do you read science fiction?"
Immersed in the science fiction world he weaved, Lin Han did not notice the passage of time at all, and told the story of the rural teacher in a simple and clear voice.
Broadcasting does not need to depend on appearance, it depends on the voice. Everyone's voice conditions are different, especially for those announcers who need to live broadcast, the maintenance of their voices is very important, no less than the care of their own faces by celebrities.
Outside the recording room, Lin Han's voice came out clearly, without a trace of noise or roughness. Not only was his words smooth and full of emotion, he didn't look like a person who had never been exposed to broadcasting!
"That's right, this should have appeared while following your broadcast, but we haven't had time to fix it yet, so we have to apologize to you. Of the original five hours of recording time, maybe you only need one and a half hours."
"It's interesting. This new column is really coming in force. It seems that the listening rankings have to be reshuffled."
Time passed little by little, and the thirty-minute recording world came to an abrupt end, but Lin Han actually passed the recording in one go, without any mistakes in the process, and completed the first part of the recording with full emotion and sincerity!
Another announcer who had just finished recording the show with a kettle nodded in agreement, "Brother Tao's column has found a capable person! But why haven't I heard that the station is recruiting new people? What is his background?"
"Okay, you can start."
"Here, this is cheating. I made several mistakes when recording the show, but this is actually correct?"
"Lao Bi, I'll leave Teacher Lin to your column, but you have to treat her well so that Teacher Lin doesn't suffer."
"No problem, we will definitely give Teacher Lin a good cheer!" said Bitao, the column leader in his forties.
Chen Jiaxuan has never discovered the charm of Lin Han's voice. Now that she heard the voice, a smile appeared on her face. The voice whispering love words in her ear yesterday made her heart tremble.
"Brother Tao, is he a new announcer? The sound and stability seem to be very strong. I wonder how flexible he is during the live broadcast."
"That's good. I forgot that I was recording a program just now. I have to pay attention. There will be sound effects to match it later, right?"
Now when I hear it, it is indeed well-deserved, and it is done in one go, which is amazing.
At this time, the microphones of both parties were turned on, and the discussions outside came from Lin Han's headphones.
Bi Tao clenched his fists and said encouragingly: "Teacher Lin, you just shocked all of us. The recording was great. Once you do it, there is no need to do it again!"
Lin Han took a sip of water. His first broadcast went well. "It's better to finish it early. Then I can continue?"
There are more and more people watching outside the recording studio. People who have something to do or nothing are running over to watch the fun. They are all writers who heard that this time they came to cause trouble. Their broadcasting skills are better than those who graduated from the Broadcasting University. .
"Really? It's so profitable to write novels. I'll give it a try. I used to think about a lot of creative ideas when I was in school. Damn it, I can't even afford a house in Beijing, so I have to find a part-time job."
Lin Han also smiled. He knew that these were not big problems, and the next step was the main event - recording the program.
The two men shook their heads at the same time. They read science fiction novels when they were reading, and now they almost always read prose or historical books in the corner of their eyes.
Lin Han naturally knew his novels by heart. He nodded and said, "That's a good relationship. From now on, I can listen to science fiction novels when I'm driving. It's great. Should I go in and start now?"
"Ali, just brag. If you think anyone can write a good novel, there are already so many novelists."
“He knew that this last lesson had to be taught in advance.
"Writers these days have to be versatile, tsk tsk"
Now it was Bi Tao's turn to be happy. He had just found a treasure. He had already given up on Lin Han's professionalism in broadcasting and just borrowed his fame. He didn't expect that Lin Han was so up to date. Compared with professional announcers, he was not at all Not inferior, even others misunderstood!
"His voice condition is very good, and he is unhurried. He is more confident in his work."
A passing radio station staff member said that he did not know Lin Han's identity.
Chen Jiaxuan listened happily. Lin Han's ability was recognized by these professionals, so he must be the best.
"Teacher Lin, these are the broadcast scripts of "Country Teacher". You have enough time to record. We only have half an hour every day, so we will record it in three periods. If the program has a good response and a high listening rate, then It could be extended to an hour or more."
Bi Tao knew this would be the case. He pointed at Lin Han and said, "Lin Han knows, right? He is the most popular science fiction writer in China, and he is the only one in the country."
Another sharp pain shot through his liver, almost causing him to faint. He no longer had the strength to get out of bed, so he moved to the window next to the bed with difficulty... "
As the channel director, Jiang Yutian cannot personally monitor the recording of every program. It would be great if he could take the time to receive Lin Han. After all, he single-handedly promoted the "Voice of Science Fiction" column.
Bi Tao held his hands in front of his chest and asked in great surprise: "Miss Chen, did Teacher Lin practice it before? The voice is not bad. It is accurate and standard, and it is also clear and smooth. Now it can be recorded for so long in one breath. We Those new college graduates in Taiwan can't say it's so smooth, they would have been stuck a long time ago."
As soon as they heard it was Lin Han, the two people suddenly realized, "It turns out to be him! I know him. Who doesn't know Lin Han now? The news has been broadcast several times."
"Come on, you haven't seen how much money people make. Novels are sold for millions. The entertainment news I broadcast yesterday said that Paramount and its in-depth creation of the dinosaur park have begun construction. The profit of the amusement park is Give him part of it."
Bi Tao looked at Lin Han, who was a little too young in front of him. He was the person in charge of the "Voice of Science Fiction" column. It was his suggestion to invite Lin Han to broadcast the first issue. Now that he saw the real person, he felt no less emotional.