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Chapter 279 Memorizing Lines (Part [-])
Xia Xing smiled faintly, and directly recited all the lines on the cue card.

The place was silent.

Although the content of each cue card is only a few hundred words, all the cue cards add up to several thousand words.

Xia Xing actually memorized it all after just a few glances.

"Xia Xing, you are amazing. How did you do it? Do you have any special memory method?" At this time, Jia Jia, another host of the Art Channel, asked.

After hearing Jia Jia's words, the other hosts also cheered up and showed concern.

As a host, the most troublesome thing is to memorize the lines.

For a program, sometimes it takes a day to memorize the lines, especially for some live programs, the requirements are stricter.

Therefore, memorizing the lines of the show is the most troublesome thing for many hosts.

Xia Xing memorized the content of the cue card after just a few glances. This memory is too unbelievable.

If they can discuss with Xia Xing some ways to memorize their lines, it will definitely be of great help to them in hosting shows in the future.

"Xia Xing, we are all colleagues, so don't hide your skills!" Li Tianshui also laughed.

"There is a method, of course, and it's very simple." Xia Xing said with a smile.

After hearing Xia Xing's words, everyone's eyes lit up.

Very simple, which means that there is no difficulty in learning.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Xia Xing, and Xia Xing picked up a card with a smile and said, "Read the content on it once and remember it!"

"The hatred value from Jia Jia is +99!"

"The hatred value from Li Tianshui is +111!"

"The hatred value from Zhang Shan is +333!"

"The hatred value from Zhao Haiyan is +666!"

"From..."

In an instant, several colleagues from the literary station contributed nearly a thousand hatred points to Xia Xing in an instant.

"It seems that Mr. Xia's shorthand skill is an exclusive skill that we can't learn anymore." Zhao Haiyan sighed.

"Hey, is there really no other way? I recite it at work and after get off work, and my head is about to explode from memorizing lines every day."

Li Tianshui also shook his head and said, "Many people want to be glamorous as a host, but they don't know how hard it is to be a host."

"Yeah..." The other hosts also shook their heads.

Xia Xing looked at the bitterness and hatred of these hosts, pondered for a moment and said with a smile: "Actually, everyone is still young, and it is good to suffer a little bit."

If they were people who were familiar with Xia Xing, they would definitely be on guard at this moment, but these people had not known Xia Xing for a long time, so they didn't know Xia Xing's urination at all.

"Hey, yes, it's all for life."

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with us paying more. Xia Xing is indeed the host of an emotional exchange show, and he's really good at persuading people."

"God Xia taught me to remember."

Just when everyone was praising Xia Xing's chicken soup for the soul, Xia Xing suddenly continued: "This way you will get used to it when you get old and suffer."

Jia Jia: "..."

Li Tianshui: "..."

Zhang Shan: "..."

Nima, why do these words sound so heartbreaking?

It's so f*cking bad. The reason for suffering when you are young is to get used to suffering when you are old. Why is this thinking so unbearable?
"The hatred value from Jia Jia is +666!"

"The hatred value from Li Tianshui is +666!"

"The hatred value from Zhao Haiyan is +666!"

"From..."

Half an hour later, the audience finished entering the arena, and the cameras, audio and video were all in place.

At this time, several guests also arrived.

The leader is a Peking University professor named Meng Ze, who specializes in the study of ancient poetry and is very authoritative in China's poetry circles.

Even China's CCTV often invites him to be a guest on ancient poetry programs.

This time, Shanghai TV station also invited Meng Ze here with a lot of bleeding.

So this time the station also hopes to make the program "Huaxia Poetry" shine.

According to the agreement, Meng Ze should actually arrive at the scene within two hours to communicate with Xia Xing word by word.

But Meng Ze obviously felt that he was a big name, so he came late.

There is still half an hour before the show starts, so it is too late to get the words right.

After Meng Ze arrived, Zhang Shan hurriedly greeted him.

"Old Meng, you are here. Let me introduce you to the host who is your partner today, Xia Xing."

Xia Xing smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Teacher Meng, please take care of me and guide me."

After all, he is over 60 years old and a professor, so Xia Xing respects him very much.

However, when Meng Ze saw Xia Xing, he snorted coldly: "Why are you?"

To Xia Xing's embarrassment, Meng Ze not only didn't give Xia Xing a good face, he didn't even extend his hand.

Meng Ze snorted coldly: "If I knew he was the host, I wouldn't have come."

Xia Xing frowned when he heard that.

I respect you so much as an old scholar, I have enough respect for you, as the saying goes, if you stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling face, did I provoke you?
Seeing this scene, Zhang Shan also frowned.

Meng Ze's words were obviously too demeaning.

In fact, the reason why Meng Ze had such an attitude towards Xia Xing was because Xia Xing slapped traditional literature in the face at the last literary festival.

Although Meng Ze didn't come to the literary festival last time because of something, he was still angry after hearing what other people said.

At that time, Meng Ze put down his words, and if he meets Xia Xing in the future, he must show him face.

Unexpectedly, this day came so soon.

Meng Ze didn't have a good impression of Xia Xing himself, and of course he didn't give Xia Xing a good look.

Seeing Xia Xing's ugly face, Zhang Shan whispered, "Xiao Xia, let's bear with it."

Xia Xing nodded: "I'm fine."

However, Meng Ze said coldly at this time: "Director Zhang, I don't think Xia Xing is worthy of hosting a program like "Huaxia Poetry". I suggest changing the host."

At first Xia Xing wanted to bear it for the sake of the overall situation, but after hearing Meng Ze's words, Xia Xing couldn't bear it anymore.

"Mr. Meng, do you think I'm not worthy of the program "Huaxia Poetry"?" Xia Xing said coldly.

"Hmph, do you think I don't know who you are, and you became an Internet celebrity by sensationalizing and talking nonsense. "Huaxia Poetry" is a very serious program, how can you be a host like you?"

"Mr. Meng, I don't know what you mean by that. I'm not sensationalizing or talking nonsense." Xia Xing said angrily.

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel, Zhang Shan's expression also changed: "Xia Xing, please don't say a few words."

"Look, look, what kind of attitude is this? I only criticized a few words. With this kind of attitude, do you still know how to respect the teacher?" Meng Ze snorted coldly.

Xia Xing said coldly: "If you are worthy of respect, then I can respect you. Excuse me, if you don't know how to respect others, how can you gain respect from others?"

"Director Zhang, you saw it, how can I cooperate with your host's attitude?" Meng Ze said coldly.

At this time, Zhang Shan pulled Xia Xing aside.

"Xiao Xia, Meng Ze is an expert we hired after a lot of effort, you can't bear to apologize to him." Zhang Shan said anxiously.

The show is about to start broadcasting. If the two continue to stalemate, there will be an accident in the live broadcast.

Xia Xing nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."

After talking, Xia Xing returned to the live broadcast room.

Meng Ze looked at Xia Xing arrogantly, as if he was sure that Xia Xing would give in.

He crossed Erlang's legs and looked at Xia Xing playfully, waiting for him to apologize to himself.

Xia Xing walked up to Meng Ze, looked at his sneering look, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

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