Beijing Radio Station, Literary Channel.
When Qin Hao walked into the radio station building, he found that more and more eyes were focused on him, and he couldn't help but feel a little depressed: "It seems that I have to keep a low profile, otherwise these people will become his fans, and other celebrities will Do you still want to live?"
As he walked past the bulletin board, he casually glanced at it and unexpectedly saw a notice that made him extremely angry:
"The "Lunchtime Storytelling" program will be hosted by Wen Jing starting from today, and the remaining chapters of "The Legend of Wukong" will be broadcast by Wen Jing."
Qin Hao was so angry that he quickly walked to Zhang Guodong's office.
"Leader, what's going on with the announcement downstairs? My program hasn't finished yet, why should I let someone else do it?" Qin Hao knocked on the door and asked Zhang Guodong with some dissatisfaction.
Zhang Guodong didn't say anything at this time. Instead, he poured her a cup of tea and said, "Xiao Qin, I was just going to discuss this matter with you. You wrote this "The Legend of Wukong" yourself, and the copyright is still in your hands. ?"
Qin Hao nodded and looked at Guodong in confusion.
Zhang Guodong lowered his voice at this time and said: "Yesterday I told the station director about the problem of your program. Although I strongly suggested that you continue to broadcast "The Legend of Wukong" to the end, the station director rejected it. Obviously. There are already people over there who can’t wait to take over, so I can’t say much else. Just remember that the copyright is still in your hands. Okay, you can go back first!”
Qin Hao stood up and bowed solemnly to Zhang Guodong.
After Zhang Guodong's reminder, Qin Hao understood. Now that "The Legend of Wukong" is so popular, many people are already red-eyed and eager to pick peaches.
He does not doubt Zhang Guodong's words, because the listening rate of "The Legend of Wukong" continues to rise, and he will also benefit greatly. But under the current circumstances, if the host is changed rashly, it is not certain whether the show can continue to be brilliant.
In this case, it seems to be of no benefit to Zhang Guodong.
Qin Hao laughed involuntarily while thinking about it. When he came to the front desk, he happened to see Lin Xiaohui pressing her cell phone with an angry look on her face. He immediately pulled her aside with a smile and said, "Xiaohui, is that you on the forest path on the meager list?"
Lin Xiaohui was startled, and quickly hid her phone behind her back, and said in a panic: "You...how did you know?"
"Hey, with your little tricks, who else can you hide from? You also did the letters from the audience last time, right? In my impression, the post office is so efficient?"
Lin Xiaohui looked embarrassed and speechless.
"Xiao Hui, I'm very grateful to you for liking me and supporting me! But I don't want you to make fun of your own future. You think you are doing it without anyone noticing, but is that really the case? Now the leader has changed in the station. If He found out about this and dealt with you by smearing the image of the company, and then you won’t even have a place to cry!”
"But... you..."
"There's nothing good about me anymore, don't complain about me anymore. I'm born with talents that will be useful, and I'll come back if I spend all my money! Just do your job well, and you don't have to worry about my affairs!" Hurry up and delete your Weibo account!"
Lin Xiaohui looked at Qin Hao's back with admiration. Suddenly her eyes lit up. She immediately deleted half of the edited content, and then carefully wrote a sentence on the title page of her notebook: I am born with talents that will be useful. Come back after all your money is gone!
After a while, I walked into Teacher Ma's office, ready to chat with him about folk art.
"Xiao Qin, there are really not many young people who like folk art like you nowadays. I wonder which kind of folk art program you like best now?" Teacher Ma already knew about Qin Hao being squeezed out. I simply didn’t mention this matter.
"Cross talk!" Qin Hao blurted out without even thinking about it.
"Oh? Really? I also really like cross talk. When I was young, I used to perform on the bridge!" Teacher Ma couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this.
"Really? Then you can be considered a real senior!" Qin Hao said with admiration on his face.
"Oh, no, the art of cross talk has long since declined. No one even listens to cross talk on TV, let alone watching it in teahouses or theaters. Cross talk actors in folk art troupes have long since died. If you really want to look for it, you have to go to the countryside around the capital to celebrate weddings and weddings and make some money." Teacher Ma said helplessly.
"Is there no big winner in the cross talk circle now?" Qin Hao asked curiously at this time.
"Hey, what else do those people do besides flattering the country every day? Even I don't like to hear it, let alone those young people nowadays... "
"Hey, you are still angry!" Qin Hao said with an exaggerated smile.
"How do you say this?" Teacher Ma looked confused.
"Angry old man! Called Angry Old Man!" Qin Hao said with a smile.
Before Qin Hao finished speaking, the door to the office was pushed open from the outside.
"Okay, Qin Hao, I've been looking for you for a long time! I didn't expect you to be hiding here!"
Qin Hao stood up suddenly, causing Wen Jing across from him to take a step back, and asked timidly: "You... what do you want to do?"
Qin Hao was happy at this time: "Sister, you are the one who wants to find me, okay? Why are you asking me what I want to do?"
Wen Jing was furious for a while, and after a while she said: "Qin Hao, I need your manuscript for the back of "The Legend of Wukong", I need it for my program!"
Qin Hao shook his head, ignored her, and continued chatting with Teacher Ma.
"I think you can't give up the art of cross talk, and you should promote it more in your programs."
"Oh? Do you have any good ideas?" Teacher Ma looked at Qin Hao with a hopeful look on his face. He knew that this young man was amazing and maybe there was a way to save the declining art of cross talk.
"Yes! We can't always study some traditional jokes. Those jokes were created for too long and have long been out of touch with the times. So we have to innovate and incorporate modern elements into them. It is the last word that young people also like to listen to them. ! After all, they are the trendsetters. If young people love to listen to cross talk, are we still afraid that this art will decline? "
"That's right, Xiao Qin, keep going, what you said really makes sense!"
The more Teacher Ma listened, the brighter his eyes became, while the eyes of Wen Jing not far away became greener the more he listened. Finally, she couldn't bear it anymore, ran to Qin Hao, and said loudly: "Hey, are you listening to me?"