I’m Really a Superstar

At nine o'clock in the morning.

The Grand Theatre was packed and everyone was here.

At this time, the game ring screen on Zhang Xiao's little finger popped up a window-like virtual text message - the countdown ended and the lucky bread was used!

Five minutes passed?

Finished? This is over?

Zhang Wei stunned his eyes and looked at the left and right, and looked at the right side. How did nothing happen? Increase my lucky value? Where has it increased? I didn’t see it at all! This is the first time that Zhang Hao has no effect after using the special effects provided by the game ring. He is also depressed. He also counts on the "lucky bread" to help him. He is left. A last life-saving weapon, who wants to even have a movement, did not come out, you at least let the buddies have a wallet is also effective!

Unlucky!

This next chance is gone!

Zhang Hao is crying and laughing, and the chain is broken at the crucial moment!

Over there, their literary frequency returned after the retirement of Feng’s oldest old editor. I didn’t know where I had been, and I never saw him.

"You just arrived?" Someone asked.

The old editor said: "I have come early and went to the background to find a friend."

Sister Zhou is excited. "Do you know someone here? Is the award winning?"

"It’s early." The old editor said: "There seems to be something going on behind. I told you that you don't talk to others. I heard that the trophy seems to have broken one."

Aunt Sun stunned. "Isn't that too late?"

The old editor said: "The company that makes the trophy must have spare time, and grasp the name of the unit and the winner. Soon, it should be able to catch up."

No one cares about this news.

Sister Zhou also asked, "Who is the silver microphone of our Taiwanese?"

The old editor reluctantly said: "Do you still remember that Xiao Zhang can create miracles? Impossible, nominations for extra places will not be awarded, never precedents, and certainly will not be there in the future."

Sister Zhou turned white and said: "I know, I just asked Zhang Ye to get it, saying that every year there is a gold microphone award and a silver microphone award for our radio station, but there is not one gold microphone award five years ago. Unexpectedly, we didn’t give any two nominations to the Taiwanese. We gave a broadcaster to Beihe.” Zhang Wei was bullied like this. She couldn’t stand it any longer, thinking that Zhang Wei couldn’t get it anyway, Zhang Ye simply Did not take better, but also solve the gas, Zhang Yan and Jia Yan just the arrogant look, irritating!

Other colleagues also looked over.

The old editor said with a wry smile. "Why are there so many accidents? I listened to my friend. He happened to see the award certificate yesterday. We are Zhang’s silver microphone."

"Is it already fixed?" Zhou Dajie still does not give up.

"It was fixed yesterday afternoon." The old editor said: "It is him, my friend saw it with his own eyes. The trophy is also the name of Zhang Ye. Is this still wrong?"

Sister Zhou stunned.

So many colleagues worried about themselves, Zhang Hao was very warm, did not meet a good unit, did not meet the good leadership, but met such a group of lovely colleagues, Zhang Wei felt that his blessing is quite big.

"Hey! That's Teacher Cheng! The 8th Golden Microphone Award!"

"Hey, this week, the teacher was also a guest? Although I retired early, but I used to be a brother in the host world, who is better at that time?"

"That is Qu Ayi! My idol and goal! I grew up watching her show!"

The main event is all behind, one heavyweight guest has entered, there is a brother and a sister who once hosted the broadcasting industry, and now it is still brilliant in hosting the broadcast.

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The stars of the industry, the leaders of radio and television, and the judges of the jury, they caused a lot of sensation when they entered the event. Apart from some famous people from all walks of life and the audience invited by the lottery, most of them are all Broadcasting host of TV station radio, in the face of these sage predecessors and the idols of the past and present, everyone is very excited, this is the direction of their struggle!

However, when the last character appeared, everyone's emotions were not excited, but hot, and the audience shouted with earth-shattering shouts!

"Zhang Yuanqi!"

"Zhang Yuanqi!"

"Ah! I saw a distant chess aunt!"

"Sister Zhang! I love you forever!"

Many people on TV station radio stations are not too surprised. After all, they are all a circle. It is impossible to chase the stars so enthusiastically. Even if the chasing stars are the top figures in the anchoring world, Zhang Yuanqi is once an excellent host. People, but after all, they are not professionally engaged in this, so everyone is still relatively calm. But other viewers can't stand it! A lot of people stood up and stood up! Raise the name of the card and the light stick! They don't care what gold microphone silver microphone! They are directed at the sky!

Zhang Yuanqi debuted from the side, and originally thought about sitting directly, but it seems that the audience is so shouting, she has to smile and wave with everyone!

"Ah! Zhang Jie smiled at me!"

"Is there anything wrong! Zhang Jie is laughing at me!"

"Sister Zhang, you are so beautiful! I love you!"

"Sing a song, Zhang Jie! I want to listen to "I don't believe"!"

The scene was out of control, and even fans wanted to rush to sign, and many reporters rushed to take pictures!

A dozen security guards who had been there to maintain the order of the scene had quickly stopped, and finally managed to control the situation. They were all tired!

Zhang Wei and his colleagues on the radio secretly scream!

This is the day! This is one of the sisters of today's entertainment industry! This appearance clearly shows the gap! The number of fans and other star hosts root \\u67

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2c is not a level! It is estimated that all the fans hosted by those stars on the scene are far worse than Zhang Yuanqi!

Zhang Yuanqi sat in the first row, facing away from the back, and everyone could not see it. The shouting stopped slowly.

"The days are beautiful," the old editor praised.

Sister Zhou also said: "Yes, it looks better than the movie."

Aunt Sun said: "I also like her play, singing is good, the voice is magnetic and vicissitudes, the mature and gentle charm of today's entertainment circle no one compares her!"

A youth with a literary frequency sighed: "Yes, Zhang Jie is really a giant panda in the entertainment circle. Other kings can be replaced in the future. It’s just a good look, but Zhang Yuanqi is definitely anyone. It can't be replaced, it represents an era!"

Everyone has a high rating.

The former Tian Bin and Zhang Ye also frequently watched Zhang Yuan Yuanqi.

Some people may not chase the stars and chess. Some people may have disputes about Zhang Yuanqi's works, but no one can deny that there is a place where Zhang Tianhou is in, she will always be the protagonist!

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On the stage.

A host went up. This person seems to be the news section of the Beijing TV station. It is not particularly famous, but everyone is familiar with it.

"Hello everyone, welcome to participate in the Golden Microphone Awards Ceremony broadcasted by Beijing TV Station this year." He did not introduce the guest and guest judges, because there is no live broadcast, it is the line that will be available in the live broadcast, "There is also a gold microphone award." Half an hour, according to the usual practice, is now the time for the award of silver microphones. First, let me announce the nomination list for this year's Silver Microphone Award."

"Beijing TV Station - Chen Bin! Yan Qi!"

"Beihe Provincial TV Station - Lu Mei! Huo Dongyan!"

"Tsu TV Station - Chen Tao! Zhang Yang!"

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"Beijing Radio Station - Zhang Ye, Zhang Wei!"

"Shanghai Radio - Sun Leilei! Li Bang!"

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After all the nominations were finished, the host began to read the first prize. "I will announce that the person who won the silver microphone TV host award is - Jingcheng TV station Yan Qi!"

Everyone applauded.

A female host seemed to be very surprised, and she was surprised to pout for a long time before she came to the stage to receive the award.

He was awarded the award of one of the five judges, Cheng, who is the old predecessor of the anchor industry.

The awarding host smiled and said: "Congratulations to Yan Qi, she is also my colleague, Xiao Qi, this occasion is very spectacular, so many seniors are below, what do you want to say?"

Yan Qi took over, "Thank you, only thank you, thank you for your help! Thank you for your affirmation!"

next.

Next one.

Ten TV host awards were quickly finished. Except for a few people who felt that the time was long, they didn't delay the time. Then they went to the silver microphone radio broadcast awards, and they were also ten people. But this time I changed the moderator and only listened to him: "The following is the radio broadcast silver microphone award. I have to ask my colleague Zhang Huo of Beijing Radio Station to announce it." He stepped down and smiled at the fire that came up.

Zhang Huo, this person is no stranger to Zhang Wei. One of the hosts of the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry was him. He was the winner of the Golden Microphone in front of him. This award was hosted by Beijing TV Station. Although Zhang Huo’s reputation is not high in the industry, Still have this qualification.

Zhang Huo took office. "Hello everyone, I am Zhang Huo." On such a big occasion, so many predecessors and leaders are there, he also seems a little nervous. After all, he is just a radio news anchor, famous with other TV stations. Compared with the host, there is a big gap. "Thank you for the trust of the leaders. Let me host the radio broadcast silver microphone award. Below I announce the first of the ten winners."

He opened the certificate and read: "Central Radio Station - Gong Xu!"

In the applause, Gong Xu excitedly went to the stage, and Zhang Yuanqi over there also took the trophy of the method from a staff member, and it was her turn to award the prize.

"Congratulations." Zhang Yuanqi smiled through the warmth of the warmth.

Gong Xu was spoiled by the surprise. "Thank you, Teacher Zhang, thank you to the jury. I will continue to work hard and will not be ashamed of this trophy!"

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Zhang Huo smiled and said: "Let us give the applause to Teacher Gong."

The director of Beijing Radio and the deputy director Jia are also in the first row, applauding the winners.

Next, Zhang Huo read a winner of the Central Radio Station. Zhang Yuanqi simply did not step down. He received the trophy and gave it to him.

Under the stage.

Ms. Zhou’s sister’s mood is not high. “We’re going to radio.”

Wang Xiaomei looked at Zhang Wei indefinitely. "Are you okay?"

"It's okay." Zhang Wei's pretense is indifferent. In fact, it can be blameless for nothing. This award is too important for him!

Aunt Sun patted Zhang Wei’s shoulder. “I don’t know them.”

Suddenly, Zhang Huo’s voice came again. “The following is the third silver microphone award. The jury’s selection result is...” When it comes to this, Zhang Huo suddenly slams, and the words are stuck in the scorpion. I opened the certificate of the award, and I didn’t speak for a long time. I looked at it indefinitely, and I was looking at the eyes.

Deputy Director Jia, Emei, "Read."

"What is this?" The director of Beijing Radio also raised his face. This is their host. Zhang Huo is also a radio station person. Even if there is no live broadcast, this low-level mistake cannot be turned over. This is not for them. Is the radio humiliating, and the host is still stunned?

"what?"

"Why don't you talk?"

"Who is the next one? Don't you miss it?"

Zhang Ye has already waited for the award on the stage, and he knows that the next one is himself.

Several people in the jury also wondered what the heart said about you, so they gave Zhang Huo a harsh expression, meaning to continue!

Zhang Huo took a breath and saw the leadership and the judges look like this. He had to read: "The next silver microphone is the Beijing People's Broadcasting Station... Zhang Wei!"

At first, everyone did not notice.

In the front row, Zhang Ye smiled and got up and went up.

Zhang Huo quickly swayed at him and did not let him go on stage. He told his colleague of this news frequency: "Not you, yes... Zhang Wei!"