Sun Zeli was sorting out backup plans at the TV station. Although she regretted that Boss Zheng did not win the Nobel Prize, this was also expected.
She took out the press release she had prepared long ago and prepared to send it out as soon as the official Nobel Prize website announced the list of winners.
Words like defeat, regret, and come again appear constantly in the manuscript and are the themes of the entire text.
Sun Zeli would always see that honest face in front of her, who clearly disliked her during the earthquake relief work, but she couldn't feel any resentment.
During the past few months of work, I have learned about Dr. Zheng’s daily work and other people’s opinions of him from countless aspects. The more she learned, the more Sun Zeli regretted that Zheng Ren had missed out on the Nobel Prize.
It would be great if I could win a prize.
In order to let the public understand Zheng Ren, Sun Zeli has done a lot of work. The biggest piece of work was the idea that came from a documentary Tang Xiu had previously recorded.
Dr. Zheng doesn't accept interviews, so he interviews his colleagues, doctors he has contacted, and patients after treatment.
The documentary recording lasted for dozens of minutes, and this was what was left after editing.
Without winning the award, this documentary can only be regarded as archived information.
It was really a pity, Sun Zeli sighed softly. She was holding a coffee cup in her hand, a little distracted.
When the phone rang, Sun Zeli frowned slightly and took a look.
Is it Tang Xiu
She took a sip of coffee, answered the phone, and turned on the hands-free mode.
"Sister Sun! Boss Zheng won the award!" Tang Xiu said with no concealment of excitement.
Although he was excited, his voice was deliberately lowered.
Sun Zeli was stunned for a moment. Did she win the prize? !
"Can you say that again… "
"Sister Sun! The official website of the Nobel Prize has just announced that Boss Zheng has won the prize! This year's Nobel Prize in Medicine!!"
Sun Zeli was a little confused, but still calm and said immediately: "Don't hang up the phone yet."
She immediately put down the coffee cup and quickly refreshed the official Nobel Prize website.
Sure enough, the list of winners was announced, and Zheng Ren's name was clearly on the list.
I go!
"Sister Sun, I am interviewing Boss Zheng on this side, and you are ready to start on the other side." Tang Xiu suppressed the infinite excitement and excitement in his heart and said hastily.
"Okay, please pass on the first-hand information, and I will contact the director immediately."
Sun Zeli hung up the phone and took a serious look at the information on the official website. After confirming it, she immediately picked up the phone and made the call.
"Director, the project I recently worked on, Dr. Zheng from 912, just won the Nobel Prize in Medicine." Sun Zeli said.
"I apply for a temporary change of program."
"You have reviewed the documentary before, it is the one you agreed upon after watching it."
"Okay, thank you, thank you."
After hanging up the phone, Sun Zeli started to touch up her makeup as quickly as possible, trying her best to make herself look more professional when she was on camera.
The TV station responded very quickly, and all programs made way for this temporary news.
Five minutes later, Sun Zeli finished touching up her makeup and silently thought about her speech.
She had memorized this manuscript many times in her mind, but as an old reporter and host, she was a little nervous when it was going to be on camera.
After letting out a sigh of relief, Sun Zeli came to the studio.
"Sister Sun, that's awesome!" A staff member behind the scenes gave a thumbs up.
Sun Zeli showed a professional smile and nodded gently.
The previous program was interrupted, Sun Zeli sat down in the studio, and the countdown began—five, four, three, two, one.
"I am Sun Zeli, the host of China Television News Channel, and I will play a quick report for you now. It is reported that Dr. Zheng Renzheng, a professor of the Interventional Department of 912 Hospital, came first in the selection of the Nobel Prize in Biology and Medicine just announced and won this year's Nobel Prize. Medicine Award.”
"Now let's look at the reports from the reporters at the front."
The camera switched, and the picture just sent back had not been refined, it was slightly rough but had a sense of reality.
The door to the operating room is closed, and the words "operating room" above it are so solemn. In front of the gate, a young doctor wearing a sterile cap and isolation gown stood in front of many microphones.
"Dr. Zheng, Dr. Su, you won this year's Nobel Prize in Medicine, please tell me a few words." A reporter asked with a microphone.
This is the most common question.
The young doctor was very indifferent and looked at the microphone. "I know that my operation was well done. I also give full recognition to the Nobel Prize judges for their recognition of me."
Sun Zeli had just seen the interview, but she was not surprised. This was the boss Zheng Renzheng she knew.
If she had to thank a lot of people and face reporters with a lot of trepidation, Sun Zeli would be confused.
Then the screen switched, and Tang Xiu stood in front of the camera, "I am Tang Xiu, a frontline reporter from Haicheng Metropolis Daily, reporting live to you from the 912 Hospital. Dr. Zheng won the Nobel Prize in Medicine. Before walking out of the operating room, he also I didn’t know that I had won the award.”
"Dr. Zheng just performed an extremely difficult operation. As a clinical medical worker, this level of work is his daily routine."
"I will continue to follow up on the front line and report the latest situation to you."
This paragraph ends and the screen cuts back to the studio hall.
"Thank you to frontline reporter Tang Xiu for the interview." Sun Zeli said.
For China Television, the frontline reporters are from Haicheng Metropolis Daily, which is a bit funny. But what Tang Xiu brought out was something that China Television could not refuse. After a series of discussions, the director of China Television agreed to the matter.
But the viewers in front of the TV were surprised by the words of the doctor who had just been interviewed. Few people noticed the title of the reporter from Haicheng Metropolis Daily.
Even if you noticed it, it was quickly forgotten.
"We are very familiar with Dr. Zheng. He is an old friend of China Television News Channel." Sun Zeli said with a gentle smile, and the screen immediately switched.
The leaden gray clouds seem to bring everyone's memory back to that moment when the whole country worked together.
Sun Zeli, who was in front of the camera just now, with unkempt hair and camouflage clothes soaked by the rain, was sitting on a big rock and said: "Hello everyone, I am frontline reporter Sun Zeli. I have been sitting here for twelve months. When I was young, I witnessed the changes here.”
"At 3:50 in the morning, when I was separated from the knife squad because of a sprained ankle, there was just flat ground there."
The gravel flew and left a scar on Sun Zeli's face.
The blood flowing down was so shocking.
The background picture showed more than a dozen soldiers wearing camouflage uniforms walking on the barrier lake. The gravel was splashing. One person suddenly fell down and was grabbed by his clothes by another person beside him and pulled up forcefully.
This familiar picture once touched the heartstrings of countless people. Now the figure in military uniform has been replaced by a green isolation suit. Many people did not know until this moment that the man who was not afraid of death and went deep into the epicenter has now won the Nobel Prize. In front of flashlight and microphone.
It's him!
It's him! !