Collection of Chinese Classics: I broadcast history live and talk to the past and present

Kyoto TV.

Murong Zhongchao looked at the original archive film of"Glorious China". The content and source of the film were very similar to what he wanted to express.

"Just send it according to this template. Zhenzhen, you know Xiao Xian's email account, so this task is up to you!"

Ouyang Zhenzhen has black hair that falls to her shoulders, a tall but not thin figure, graceful but not coquettish, and a special feminine charm in her nobility.

But at this moment, she curled her lips and shook her head, saying,"I won't send it to him, he has blocked me on his account"

""Huh?"

Murong Zhongchao looked at Ouyang Zhenzhen in disbelief. The girl's expression was full of anger, and there was also a trace of grievance that she tried hard to hide.

This expression matched her standing there lazily with her hands behind her back, and the background was the sunlight blooming behind the huge French windows, like a painting.

The male colleague working next to him was stunned!

Murong Zhongchao slammed the table hard!

"Bastard, this little bastard simply doesn't know what's good for him. I'll take care of this matter for you. When he comes to Kyoto, I'll personally bring him over to apologize to you!"

Ouyang Zhenzhen looked at Murong Zhongchao's angry expression and said lightly:"Master, stop pretending. When you see him later, you don't know how you will apologize."

"How could that be? You are my subordinate, and Xiao Xian has nothing to do with me now. How can I help him?"

"Forget it, you are going to recruit him back to CCTV, so he can help me then?"

"Who wants to dig him back to CCTV? When did I say that?"

"《The cooperation between"Glorious China" and"Collection of China" is ostensibly about sharing traffic, but in fact it is the first step for you to bring Xiao Xian back to CCTV, right?" Ouyang Zhenzhen's eyes were bright and cunning. Murong

Zhongchao's face was neither green nor red, and he said calmly:"You are quite smart!"

"I am your disciple, and you taught me all this, and I have benefited a lot from it. Master, Xiao Xian left without telling me clearly. You know his character, and I know it too. He can't come back!"

Murong Zhongchao smiled bitterly and said,"Then I have to try it. When he let him go, it became a headache for me.

Otherwise, can"Collection of Chinese Classics" be Tianhua's? Do I still need to ask for their traffic?"

Ouyang Zhenzhen was silent. Her impression of Xiao Xian still remained in the CCTV host selection a few years ago.

They ranked first and second, with Xiao Xian in the lead and she as the assistant. The man could always save her image and face when she made mistakes.

She was used to having him by her side.

She liked his confidence and that wild tension!

But suddenly one day, on the night of the finals, he disappeared.

Quit the competition!

She ran out of the backstage and frantically searched for that figure, and finally saw him looking at her calmly at the door of the TV station.

She had never experienced that kind of look before, and suddenly she realized that the distance between herself and Xiao Xian was pulled away by some force she could not predict, very far!

So far that it made her breath difficult, so far that it frightened her, so far that the two of them might only be strangers from now on!

She had just taken a step when he got in the car and left, without any nostalgia or looking back.

Murong Zhongchao looked at Ouyang Zhenzhen, sighed slightly, and said,"Let me take care of this matter. You seem tired too. Go straight off work and have a rest. Come to work after you have enough energy.""

"Well, I'm leaving then, Master."

Ouyang Zhenzhen left the director's office and closed the door gently.

She came to the huge corridor partition window, leaned against the cold steel fence and looked at the outside world, lost in thought for a long time.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

She picked it up and took a look, frowning slightly.

But she still answered it,"Hello, Li Yuanjie!"

"Zhenzhen, my mother is cooking tonight, come over and eat!"

"Say thank you to my aunt for me. I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone. After about ten seconds, Li Yuanjie's voice came softly.

He said,"Zhenzhen, these years...what happened to you? It seems that the relationship between us is not as good as when we were children? It seems that you are deliberately avoiding me?"

Ouyang Zhenzhen was silent.

"Forget it, I'll tell my mom, but she misses you a lot, can you please find time to come and see her?"

"Well, I will take some time to visit my aunt in a few days. Please apologize to her for me."

"OK, hang up.……"

After hanging up the phone, Ouyang Zhenzhen's eyes flickered. Was his departure related to Li Yuanjie?

"This fool……"