"Bring some pears back. I just read on the Internet that rock sugar pears are good for the throat. I'll try to make some."
Bi Tao smiled humorously. A good beginning is half the success. With Lin Han's help, the listening rate will definitely increase.
The words engraved deep in his memory popped out of Lin Han's mouth one by one without any knotting. The originally planned five hours of recording and broadcasting time actually took less than two hours!
The masters in the Hanlin Academy are busy sorting out the listening frequencies of CCTV's nine Voice of Literature channels in different regions, striving to allow readers in every city to hear Lin Han's voice.
The three people in the back row murmured in a low voice. They had been interested in science fiction for more than a day or two, and now was the perfect time to talk.
The speaker was careless, but the listener was interested, but the four young students in the car memorized the "Voice of Science Fiction" column. Listening to science fiction novels on the radio seemed very novel!
"Want to hear Lin Han tell a story? "The Voice of Science Fiction" will be with you at 3 pm on August 15th!"
Chen Jiaxuan glanced at Lin Han with her beautiful eyes, and continued to drive forward. Life will not always be romantic, but the warmth will always remain the same.
"Brother Tao, the advertisements for our column have been sent out. The China Voice of China Broadcasting Corporation has given us 5 minutes of advertising time. What time period do you think would be better?"
Lin Han laughed softly, "It's better to go to the supermarket and buy a bottle of Master Kong. It only costs three yuan."
After the host finished speaking, the director immediately broadcast the previously recorded slogan, "Chase the mysteries of the stars, imagine everything in the universe, choose science, and be with fantasy! This is the pioneer of science, this is the source of fantasy, there are leaps and bounds Interstellar adventurers, engineers with human souls, battleships and mechas streaking across the sky side by side, the future and reality are all in your hands, lock on FM 106.6, the sound of science fiction will fly with you!"
At the Central People's Broadcasting Station, Bi Tao got the master tape that Lin Han had just recorded. There was no dubbing. It was completely blank except for Lin Han's voice, but he listened with great interest.
It was not until the elevator came over that Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan walked from the Central People's Broadcasting Station building to the parking lot. Lin Han leaned on the passenger seat of the car, and then took a few sips of water.
Bi Tao looked down at the advertising copy here, then listened to the audio carefully, and finally said: "It's very well written. I will go to Mr. Jiang to discuss it. Yang Guang gave me 5 minutes for each set. Our channel can’t treat our own people badly!”
At the same time, these science fiction enthusiasts organized themselves and finally published a science fiction column in the mainstream media. Everyone promoted and benefited, striving to prevent this column from being cut in half.
This was because Lin Han stopped to drink water and rested his throat for more than 20 minutes. Now his throat started to smoke.
CCTV also needs to advertise, and many media outlets have given it this honor, helping to promote the new column and tying up Lin Han.
At the same time, the readers seemed to be stunned by the sudden happiness. First there was a radio drama of "The Wandering Earth", and then there was a "Country Teacher", and it was broadcast by Lin Han himself!
"It's okay. We will start promoting it seriously today and make sure that Teacher Lin will be a blockbuster. I'll take you to the parking lot."
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The few hours in the afternoon are the most sleepy time. The bald coach turned on the radio and then tuned to FM106.1, and the voice of the "Voice of China" announcer came out.
The cool Golden Throat Throat Treasure slowly relieved the dryness of the throat in his mouth. Lin Han waved his hand to Bi Tao and said, "It's too troublesome. Let's go there by ourselves. I wish our Sound of Science Fiction listening will continue to rise."
Chen Jiaxuan said with some distress: "There are obviously five hours, but you have to rush to finish it so quickly. Don't feel uncomfortable in your throat, let's go to the supermarket."
"It's all here. The audio files and advertising scripts are all ready. It seems that the station really takes our column seriously."
""Voice of Science Fiction" joins hands with top science fiction master Lin Han to create the most attractive future world!"
"Teacher Lin, thank you for your hard work. The recording effect is very good. If it is played back, others will think that we hired a special announcer to sign your name. You will have to explain it to us then!"
Both CCTV 1 and CCTV 9 each took time to help promote "The Voice of Science Fiction". At first, they just let everyone know that this new column was coming, and then they started to use Lin Han's banner.
Nowadays, apart from people driving, radio reaches a very small audience.
Bi Tao also had to think carefully about how to use these five minutes carefully to optimize the effect.
"Why go to the supermarket? We don't lack anything at home!"
"I actually finished talking about "Seven Days Bookstore" today. What's so good about "The Voice of Science Fiction"?" the bald coach muttered to himself.
"Brother Tao, let's go back first. If there is anything we need to promote, please don't hesitate."
"Advancing with the Times, China National Broadcasting Station"
Lin Han didn't want to talk much at this time. He had never talked like this for two hours. Now Chen Jiaxuan suddenly handed over a golden voice, which relieved his urgent need.
Probably like all coaches, this bald coach doesn't have a particularly good temper. He sits in the co-pilot seat and performs his duties seriously. He yells at anything that goes slightly wrong.
"Cross-border addiction, Lin Han serves as announcer to support "The Voice of Science Fiction""
"Definitely, it's a very good platform."
Lin Han has never read his own novels in any public place. It is such an important thing to be able to enjoy it now.
In a driving school in Beijing, the coaches are fully loaded. It is the peak period for learning to drive during the summer vacation. Each coach has a large number of new students, and everyone is eagerly waiting to touch the car.
"It actually has 5 minutes? I thought I was only given 3 minutes, but I didn't expect Mr. Jiang to be so awesome. Have you all completed the advertising plan? The time of the CCTV group is so precious, we can't waste it!"
The smile on Bi Tao's face could not stop for a moment. He smiled and said: "Thanks to your good advice, we hope to continue our cooperation with the audiobook rights when the time comes."
"The most infectious broadcast, the popular science fiction writer Lin Han received special praise"
Besides, "The Voice of Science Fiction" is not just a book by Lin Han. Do so many science fiction classics have to be presented one by one
"When the wood is knocked, the wind is thundering, and the folding fan is swaying to talk about the past and the present! Today's "Seven Days Bookstore" has come to an end for the time being. If you are interested, listeners, we will have a new column on our station's literary channel "The Voice of Science Fiction" on August 15th. Will lead everyone to the future world!”
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At first glance, 5 minutes of advertising time does not seem like much, but CCTV’s advertisements are almost always measured in seconds. Although broadcasts are not as good as TV channels, they are still RMB.
"Lin Han opens the door for the first time, "Rural Teacher" will soon be launched on CNR9's Literary Channel"