Wearing an ordinary gray down jacket, a pair of ordinary casual pants, and a pair of loose casual shoes, Wang Ai left his assistant at home and only brought two security guards with him, and he simply appeared under the CCTV building.
His simple attire even made Zhang Bin, who came to pick him up, circle around him twice in surprise: "Is it you? Wang Ai?"
"Isn't that right?" Wang Ai stood simply: "An overseas migrant worker."
Zhang Bin turned to Wang Ai and looked at him: "As soon as your image came out, I didn't know what to do. You have a diplomatic passport."
"It's all for work." Wang Ai smiled.
Zhang Bin blinked: "I understand!"
Entering the office floor of the sports channel, Zhang Bin asked Wang Ai to go to the office and wait for a while, while he hurried to the live broadcast room: "Dim down the lights a little, for civilians, don't turn on the colorful lights, don't spray dry ice when you go on stage, and
With this background, replace it with high-rise buildings and replace it with a whiteboard... Don't be afraid of simplicity, what you want is this simple style... You viewers, please pay attention, today our exclusive interview will follow the route of athletes, not the route of stars, nor the
Official line, let’s adjust the problem next..."
Wang Ai, Qian Ziqiang, and Zhang Guang waited in the office for almost an hour before Zhang Bin came back. As soon as they came in, they apologized: "I made a temporary adjustment, are you not in a hurry?"
Wang Ai put down the coffee cup: "Your coffee is very delicious, and you have a lot of books."
Zhang Bin smiled and glanced at "That's It" Wang Ai put in front of him, and nodded: "Then let's go there now?"
Wang Ai stood up: "I don't know if I can make it in time for lunch now. I haven't eaten in your cafeteria for a long time."
"You like to eat in canteens wherever you go, what's wrong with that?" Zhang Bin and Wang Ai walked side by side.
"The canteen is safe, right? We are all public servants. We must not mess with the ingredients, otherwise it will be unbearable for anyone to take over the canteen. In a public unit, public opinion is very important. Also, it is also a public house.
The craftsmanship of the master chefs in the units must not be bad, especially in large units. Our Football Association cannot do it. With so many people, if you want to eat well, you have to go outside."
"It makes sense, but I don't have enough time today to be on time. I'll make a call later to make an extra table."
"No." Wang Ai quickly stopped: "Just eat whatever you have."
Zhang Bin turned his head to look at Wang Ai and smiled: "Yes."
Wang Ai also smiled.
Qian Ziqiang, who was following behind and pretending to be transparent, looked at Zhang Bin's back for a while. When Wang Ai entered the live broadcast room and picked up the interview outline and started studying it, he poked Zhang Guang: "You are really good at this."
Zhang Guang smiled and nodded: "That's the leader!"
Qian Ziqiang looked up and down this rough Shandong man. He didn't know if he understood it, but he would be worried if he didn't say it: "Our doctor doesn't even need to say it clearly, he will understand what it means. This saves trouble."
Well, if I get hit with a mallet, it’s hard to say this.”
"Well..." Zhang Guangruo realized something.
After a while, Zhang Guang asked: "Didn't you talk a lot at the airport a few days ago? Aren't you afraid of repeating yourself?"
Qian Ziqiang rushed into the live broadcast room and pursed his lips: "No one is afraid, so what do we have to fear? If the doctor wants to land safely, he must publicize more. Besides, the focus of the two sides is different. Xinhua News Agency mainly goes out to this circle
We have seen everything, all the scenes, the airport is the end, and the last thing is a pictorial, using a series of photos to show your style. This is where communication is personal, where you need to respond to some questions head-on."
Zhang Guang nodded: "Let me tell you, the diplomatic privileges were mentioned in one sentence at the airport that day. I thought the reporter would explain it when writing the article."
"I guess I can explain it in one sentence at most. In fact, this matter is quite simple. The main reason is that no one paid attention to it before and no one has ever had this thing." Qian Ziqiang shook his head: "I think it was still 9.48 seconds in last year's Olympics.
The reason is that it should have been very lively at that time but it didn’t, so the people were holding back their energy, just in time for this.”
Two guards were beeping outside the live broadcast room. Wang Ai and Zhang Bin were also beeping inside the live broadcast room. The audience, who were both insiders, were also relaxing and whispering below. After a while, a staff member came up.
Whisper to Zhang Bin. Zhang Bin originally had a serious discussion with Wang Ai, but after listening, he couldn't help but smile: "Wang Ai, our audience wants to ask for your autograph."
"Isn't that true? We are from CCTV, and we go out to sign autographs for others!"
Zhang Bin laughed: "Who do you know about the staff behind the scenes? I haven't appeared on camera in a few years and there are far fewer people who know me. Can you please give me a nice word?"
Wang Ai simply put down the interview outline and stood up: "I'm glad you asked for it, I'll go over."
After finishing speaking, he walked straight towards the audience. Several younger girls suddenly screamed, which made Zhang Bin, who was still on the stage, shake his head and smile. When Wang Ai came back, he finally couldn't help it: "Judging from the reaction of our insiders,
Look, your idea may not be easy to realize."
Wang Ai smiled and said nothing, but Zhang Bin still looked at him: "Do you need to adjust it again?"
Wang Ai could only say: "That's good."
After finishing speaking, considering that it was his old friend Wang Ai, he explained in a low voice: "No matter how I explain it, the public will not believe that I am really an ordinary person. What the public actually wants to see more is this process, which is what I am trying to achieve."
The process of them getting closer.”
Zhang Bin understood the sound and pointed at Wang Ai with admiration. The two continued to discuss the interview process.
After a while, the discussion was finally over. Zhang Bin got up and walked around, checking the camera, lights, and sound one last time. Before letting Wang Ai go out, he smiled and said: "Today I will also try my hand at art life!"
Wang Ai looked him up and down: "Everything else is easy to say, but your face is not artistic at all."
Zhang Bin looked at Pan Zixiong: "He Jun Zhu has the face of a protagonist, but doesn't he need a villain?"
The two laughed, and Wang Ai randomly walked outside the camera and waited.
"There was a person who came to our live broadcast room 14 years ago and unveiled a legendary team for us." Zhang Bin said to the camera with high spirits: "Then, in the past 14 years, we have witnessed this team.
He has witnessed the incredible glory of this team. Last year, he told us with his feet at the Olympics that nothing is impossible. He is our guest today..."
As he said that, Zhang Bin turned sideways and raised his hand, music started playing, and cheers started ringing out.
Wang Ai walked from outside the camera to the light. After thanking him repeatedly, the audience became quiet.
There is a small table, two sofas, and a large screen. The guest Wang Ai is dressed in plain colors, and the host Zhang Bin's suit is light blue. The entire shot composition is refreshing.
"You haven't been here for a long time." Zhang Bin said with a smile.
"Yes, it's been a long time."
"But we often see news from you."
"It's a great honor." Wang Ai smiled magnanimously.
