"Before tomorrow, make copies of these documents."
"Before 2, move the whiteboard to the conference room."
Yokota Kazuna was indeed not wrong. After the interns were assigned positions, Seiko was quickly reduced to a low-level employee. Even the interns could assign odd jobs to her.
The entrance examination is already the fairest selection mode in modern society. As a student from a third-rate university, no matter what reason she fails to do well in the exam, she is a loser in the competition. If she cannot ride on the loser's head and dominate,
What’s the point of studying sixteen hours a day and getting admitted to a prestigious school?
The interns naturally manipulated her and rejected her, but the Holy Son had no other choice but to endure it silently.
She was not originally a competitive character, and she was very timid. In the past, she had the mountain god Aiko and Nishino Kirisa to protect her when she was in trouble. Now she can only rely on herself, but it has always been difficult to rely on herself...
But she didn't give up. The opportunity to intern at a major TV station was very rare. Even if she was discriminated against because she came from a third-rate school, she still hoped to prove her ability, but this was a bit difficult.
She, Yokota Kazuna and several others were assigned to a midday news program group. She was not a journalism student, so she didn't understand how it worked here for three days. She could only roughly tell how many people there were under this program.
Thematic groups each track and dig into a piece of news, and then take turns using the 45-minute midday broadcast period.
Japanese TV news does not pursue timeliness, that is the task of newspapers. TV news generally relies on the advantage of audio and video to accommodate more information, digs deep into special topics, and breaks the casserole to find out the truth after catching a piece of news, desperately looking for gimmicks.
The Holy Son gradually understood and was ready to seize the opportunity to prove his ability.
If I can prove my ability, everyone will treat me better and won't discriminate against my academic qualifications...
This is what she thought. When she got to work early on the fourth day, she turned on the water dispenser, made coffee, and then started wiping the tables one by one. She touched the manuscripts in her pocket and began to look forward to the opportunity. Finally, she waited until the one she wanted to see.
When people arrived, I mustered up my courage and just wanted to go there, there was a cold wind around me, and Yokota Kazuna emerged from the tea room: "Teacher Tsuchiya, this is the outline you talked about last time, I tried to write it down, you
Can you help me take a look?"
After a pause, she served a cup of hot coffee like a magic trick, and her smile became even sweeter, "Teacher Tsuchiya's taste is to add a piece of sugar, right?"
"Yes." Tsuchiya was a middle-aged greasy man. He hadn't seen such a well-behaved little girl for a long time. He felt very happy and said with a smile: "Come here, let me take a look."
It definitely won't work, but seeing as the other person smiled so sweetly and made coffee, it didn't matter if he gave me some advice, it only took a little time.
He took the manuscript and read it carefully, and Seiko was shocked. She came to make the coffee early, but Yokota Kazuna didn't say that she made it herself, she just brought it over. She didn't know how to accuse her.
She could only move forward, took out the manuscript and said: "Senior Tsuchiya, I...I also wrote it, please take a look."
Tsuchiya frowned and glanced sideways at her. He felt that Seiko was not as respectful as Yokota Kazuna. Even though Seiko used the correct honorific, he was a small editor and director of a topic group who was not qualified to be called "teacher", but he didn't say anything.
, took the Holy Son's manuscript, glanced at it, put it aside, and said directly: "Don't be too ambitious."
Then he continued to read what Yokota Kazuna had written, and slowly nodded: "The perspective is good, and there are a few questions that seem very innovative."
Yokota Kazuna didn't even take a look at Seiko. He leaned over and pointed and said with a smile: "Do you think we can use reflective subtitles here? If used, it will have a certain degree of interaction with the audience and can also add to the program.
Wouldn’t the effect be better with some fun?”
"Oh, you also know about reflex captions, they're new."
Yokota Kazuna was perfectly modest: "I just read some papers."
"Yes, it's just that this kind of news tends to be serious, so it's better to be more conservative. Well, yes, your plan would be better if it were put on a more entertaining topic. The idea is still good."
Tsuchiya and Yokota started to discuss, and Seiko was pushed aside. She hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her head to read the interview summary written by Yokota Kazuna. After comparing it with her own, she suddenly felt sad. She was not afraid of being ignorant.
I'm afraid of comparison shopping. The interview process they want, the questions they ask are more comprehensive, and their intentions are deeper, but they are better than what she writes.
As for what reflective subtitles are, she has never heard of them...
She silently took back her manuscript, defeated, and after returning to the tea room, she kept comforting herself: It doesn't matter, the internship is just for learning, it doesn't matter if you are not as good as others, I will learn slowly.
I'm stupid, but I'm patient, I can definitely learn it!
When she was in school, she was bullied by top students and top students, but she got used to it. She did some self-psychological construction for a while, and she felt better again. Teacher Qianyuan gave me an internship opportunity. I can't embarrass him, and I must do a good job.
I want to learn something, and it is best to make some achievements so that he can praise me.
She thought of Qianhara Rinto, and became determined again. She turned around and prepared to go out to do odd jobs, that is, help with photocopying documents, making coffee and the like. Interns usually can only do these things, like Yokota Kazuna.
is the exception.
But when she turned around, she saw a half-bald man who looked like a thin monkey. She was startled. This was the chief choreographer of the program team. She quickly bowed deeply: "Hello, Director Yukawa."
Yukawa looked at her and swallowed lightly. This appearance and figure were rare. Coupled with this green and astringent feeling, she could be said to be the best!
However, when he waited for the Holy Son to finish his salute, his expression was serious: "What happened? Why are you hiding here?"
"nothing……"
"Let me take a look." Yukawa noticed the manuscript in Shengzi's hand, and took it over without any explanation. After taking a closer look, he found that it was full of student spirit and would not be qualified for an interview in the school newspaper. He smiled and said: "
It’s really not that great, but you don’t have to do that.”
"I just want to give it a try." Shengzi felt even more depressed and bowed again: "I'm sorry, I overestimated my capabilities, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter. The Human Resources Department asked you to come here for an internship. Their considerations... don't you understand?"
"Consideration?"
Yukawa's attitude became softer: "You are more suitable to be an anchor. They see that you have good appearance and want you to try to develop in this direction, so they let you come here for an internship."
He is telling the truth. There are very few broadcasting and hosting majors in Japan. News programs like to recruit college beauties from various universities and school beauties to be anchors (the production bureau has its own training institution, so there is no need for the school to be troublesome), and as far as his vision is concerned
Judging from the results, even if Shengzi first becomes a weather announcer and shows her face for one minute, with her appearance, temperament and big breasts, she might be able to increase the ratings by 1%, so she is indeed suitable to be an anchor.
The Holy Son had never thought about this matter before, he hesitated and asked: "News anchor?"
"right!"
"But I want to be a screenwriter..."
Yukawa didn't care and said with a smile: "Do you want to work at Kanto United Television?"
"I think!" The Holy Son nodded vigorously.
"So you should first consider how to get into United Television, right?"
"right."
"Anchor is a good way for you. Start as an anchor first, study while working, and gradually move to behind the scenes when you get older. Then you can be a director or a screenwriter." Yukawa looked like he was thinking about his son.
Expression: "Your conditions are really suitable. Think about it carefully. The program team has reserved a quota. I think your conditions are good and I would like to recommend you... It is not easy to find a job now. You have to seize the opportunity."
The Holy Son's mind was spinning slowly and he couldn't think clearly at the moment, but he was still very grateful and bowed vigorously, his long hair flowing: "I understand, thank you."
Yukawa looked at the round shoulders of the Holy Son and the snowy lotus-like arms under the short sleeves, took another breath, and smiled happily.
The hint is obvious enough, right? With the recommendation of a big director, you can get the temptation of being hired by a big TV station during the summer of your sophomore year. As long as you are not a fool, you should know how to do it, right?
Have a wonderful time tonight!
As for whether it is really recommended, it depends on her performance, but it should be good. A female college student with such a lustful appearance has had many boyfriends, so she must have two things to do.
He smiled and nodded and left. After all, you can't act recklessly in a TV station and don't rush for a while. However, Shengzi thought there for a while with a confused look on his face. He didn't know whether he should save the country and become an anchor first and then a screenwriter.
, but when I heard someone outside asking me to run errands, I quickly ran out to continue doing errands, preparing to go home at night and think about it later, or wait until the next party to ask that smart Nishino Kirisa.
She was busy until about seven o'clock in the evening, and her legs were almost thin. She never thought that the work was so hard, but she was so busy that Yukawa came out of the office and said directly: "Thank you for your hard work, thank you.
Work will be done tomorrow. Before tomorrow, let’s go and have a drink with me.”
Many people haven't left yet. Although their program is broadcast at noon every day, all kinds of preparations are still in vain. One of the material interview team has not returned yet, and now the boss calls one
The interns immediately understood that being beautiful meant taking advantage, and they were already climbing the tree after just a few days here.
However, these people didn’t have any special reactions. Yukawa is the boss of this program team after the producers. It’s normal for a subordinate to wait on him and have a drink at night. Even if he doesn’t bring everyone with him, it’s appropriate. There’s nothing strange about it.
of.
Yukawa doesn't care what his subordinates think of him. He worked hard to become a director and control the quality of a program group. If he couldn't get some extra benefits, would all his hard work have been in vain?
Producers also hire female anchors, so what are they afraid of?
He didn't wait for the Son to answer, and walked out, waiting for the Son to follow shyly. It was not easy, it was all work, and he had to check out the newcomers in the evening, add some new blood to the program team, and improve the ratings.
Rate!
But he took only two steps with satisfaction, only to hear the Holy Son say timidly from behind: "Thank you, Supervisor Yukawa, but I can't drink, and I can't come home late. If I get off work, I will go back directly.
I’m staying with grandma.”
Yukawa paused for a moment, turned around and said in surprise: "Accompanying grandma?"
Shengzi said obediently: "Yes, my parents are working overseas, and I live with my grandmother."
Yukawa was even more stunned. Did I ask you this? Do you know anything about human affairs? Didn’t you think carefully about your appointment as an anchor? If it weren’t for your big breasts, big butt, and long pervert, do you think this kind of opportunity would be possible?
Is it your turn to be an intern?
But the unspoken rules cannot be explained clearly. He didn't know what to say at the moment, and he suspected that the Holy Son was trying to refuse but to welcome him.
The entire program team was as silent as a cemetery. After all, it is rare in the workplace to directly refuse to accompany your superiors for a drink. Shengzi looked around strangely, took her small bag and got off work, lowered her head and said:
"Thank you for your hard work and everyone's hard work. I'm going back first."
She felt that she might have done something wrong, but she didn't know where she went wrong. It was just that she went home directly after work.
She pressed close to the side and exited the large writing room, and Yukawa watched her leave, his face darkening.
He felt very unhappy, not mentioning the loss of Yanfu, and even more feeling that his authority was being challenged.
Bastard, an intern dares to be so shameless. Is this because he has the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard?