Chapter 411 The opportunity is left to young people, the camera is the bulletproof vest
On the rostrum, Feng Ju felt like falling from an ice cave, and the blood on his face instantly faded, as pale as a piece of paper.
His eyes stared at the thick blood mist, as if he wanted to see through the blood and find his daughter's figure.
Luo Ji's face was also ugly, and he felt like he had died of his first love, and he prayed wildly in his heart:
"Don't die, don't die... I haven't been bound successfully yet, Feng Yuhuai, don't die too quickly!"
Zuo Bai couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up suddenly and walked quickly downstairs. His right hand unconsciously stroked the frame of the lens, his fingertips trembled slightly, and the eyes behind the lens were as cold as a layer of ice.
He murmured in a low voice, with a suppressed anger in his voice:
"A bunch of idiots, give me gentle movements! I want to live! If I kill her, I will feed you all to E-37 when I go back!"
In front of the TV.
Wang Xiuli sat on the sofa in the living room, with broken tea cups under her feet, and the tea splashed all over the floor, soaking her slippers.
Her fingers were trembling, dialing her phone over and over again, and the name "Feng Ju" on the screen kept flashing.
"Assist the phone, answer the phone quickly!"
Her voice was crying, almost begging.
But no one answered the other end of the phone, only the cold "beep" sound echoed in my ears, like a ruthless mockery over and over again.
Suddenly, a series of loud bangs came from the TV.
Wang Xiuli looked up suddenly, her pupils suddenly contracted - on the screen, her daughter Feng Yuhuai was jumping out of the ring, followed by seven hideous monsters.
"Yuhuai--!"
Wang Xiuli's voice was heartbreaking.
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Inside the Nine District Guangling TV Station.
Director Wei Guangming hung up the phone pretending to be apologized, and then looked at the director beside him with a cold face.
The director shrank his neck and carefully approached: "Master, are you going to cut off the live broadcast now?"
The master sneered, and a sarcastic curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he had heard something big joke:
"Stop the live broadcast? Are you stuck in your head with the door? Do you know how high the ratings are now?! Do you know what we are doing now? We are creating history!"
His eyes swept above the screen, where the ratings curve was shown like a lit rocket, soaring straight into the sky and rising.
The master's face was filled with morbid excitement, and his eyes widened, as if he was about to jump out of his socket.
"17% ratings! Oh my God, this is not higher than the ratings of the martial arts joint examination?! This has exceeded the historical highest value of our TV station, and is more than twice as high!"
He slapped the table suddenly, and the drink cup on the table jumped up, and the splashed liquid was like the blood splashed in the camera.
The Master waved his fists, his voice so excited that he almost broke his voice:
"Do you know what this means? It means that every second that follows, we are making history! We are witnessing the most glorious moment of Guangling TV!
Every second of the next is even more precious than gold! "The director swallowed and muttered in a low voice: "But Master, everyone is dead on the ring. If we continue to play like this, will it be..."
The Master waved impatiently, as if he was driving away an annoying fly:
"Diet? What's wrong with the dead?! What do you think the audience is watching? Do you mean justice and morality?
No! What they see is excitement, blood, and the pleasure of adrenaline soaring! We are meeting market demand, do you understand? ! ”
The director grabbed the director's collar and said viciously, his saliva almost spit on the other person's face:
"A few school leaders with fat belly don't want to save the students quickly, and want to interfere with the management of our TV station? They are worthy of it too!"
The director thoroughly understood the Minister's meaning, nodded like pounding garlic, and his face was filled with a flattering smile.
He hurriedly turned his head and shouted at the working group below:
"What are you doing when you stand there?! Hurry up and focus the camera in the pit, and then get closer! If the audience wants to see monsters, we will show them the monsters! It's bloody, exciting, and satisfying for them!"
Some staff members raised their heads in embarrassment, and their voices were timid:
"The camera is a bit far away, the blood mist is too thick, so it is hard to see inside..."
The director roared in anger, and the veins on his forehead bulged:
"Where is the drone?! Follow in by controlling the drone! Don't tell me that you can't even do this!"
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"There are only two drones that can be operated. I dare not follow too close, otherwise I will be destroyed..."
"Where is the reporter?! Isn't there our people at the scene?!"
"Reporter Wang and reporter Li have just been trampled on by monsters... Reporter Liu and reporter Ding are fleeing, and they are about to escape from school..."
The director slapped the table hard, and his voice almost overturned the roof:
"Let them all go back and shoot for me! As a professional journalist, how can you escape?!
Tell them that if you dare to escape, you don’t have to go back to the TV station! On the contrary, as long as you can complete today's shooting task, you will get them promoted and raise money when you come back! ”
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at the Master: "Okay, Master?"
The director nodded with satisfaction, and his tone was firm:
"That's right! The rank of the job has been upgraded to two levels and the salary has been tripled! As long as you can take pictures of the audience want to see, I will also award them the 'golden microphone' this year."
After he finished speaking, he pointed at the young men in the office, his eyes as sharp as a knife:
"You, you, you, and you! Come and support it immediately! Young people must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! This may be the moment when you can show your self-worth the most in your life!"
Several young men looked at each other, one of them spoke timidly, and the voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat, with a strong tremolo:
"Master, we...we are not journalists...we are doing post-production editing..."
The master laughed and waved his hand, with an extremely heroic tone:
"That happens, you are now journalists! Remember, opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared, and you are those who are "prepared"!
Congratulations, you can walk from behind to the front stage! ”
After he finished speaking, he turned to the office door and turned around and added:
"By the way, remember to bring the camera and don't let me down. I will celebrate your achievements in person when I come back."
Several young men stood there, their faces flushed, as if they were so excited that they couldn't walk anymore.
The director looked at their expressions and couldn't help laughing:
"Don't be afraid, young people, this is what Taiwan values you. How many young people outside envy you too late. You must not let down the high expectations that Master has placed on you."
After he finished speaking, he added earnestly, as if he was teaching some workplace secrets:
"Don't be stern, just smile! I'll go to school later, but live broadcast. Although you are filming others, you have the chance to show your face.
You must always pay attention to show the style of our Guangling TV reporter! Remember, the camera is your bulletproof vest! ! ”
(This chapter ends)