Later that morning.
The entrance examination at Media College began.
The first examination was actually the preliminary examination of the past. The examiners would grade the examinees based on their looks, height, voice, recitation, etc., and then select a small portion of the examinees to proceed to the next round of examinations. A long time ago, many of the admission schools only had the preliminary examination and the second examination. But as the number of applicants increased, the requirements became stricter, and the content of the examinations increased, leading to the first examination, second examination, and third examination. Some schools even had a fourth examination.
On the third floor, at the broadcasting major interview venue.
A staff member from Media College was taking attendance in the corridor.
"Examinee 001, Zhang Jiapei."
"Teacher, I'm here."
"Let me verify your ID."
"Here you are."
"Alright, go on in. You're the first one."
The first examinee came in.
Other than Zhang Ye, the other examiners were the more experienced ones. They raised their heads to look at that person and saw that Su Hongyan and another examiner beside her had already started grading or evaluating the examinee's form that was placed on the table.
That male examinee was a little nervous. "Hello, teachers. My name is Zhang Jiapei. I'm 18 years old this year and I'm studying at Hunan 17th High School. My family —"
Professor Qu interrupted, "We have all your information in our hands, so you don't need to introduce yourself. Just tell us briefly why you want to apply for the broadcasting major."
The male examinee immediately said, "It's entirely because I love languages and the arts. This has always been my dream and I don't dare to give up on it. What this job has given me is not just the word 'love', but also a long-stored emotion … "He spoke for a long time before finishing his sentence.
Teacher Xue asked, "Who is the host you admire the most? Tell us why you admire them. "
The male examinee immediately said, "The host I admire the most is Teacher Zhang Ye."
Zhang Ye smiled.
Su Hongyan also gave him a look.
The male examinee said, "The reason why I admire Teacher Zhang Ye is that among all the current hosts, Teacher Zhang has the most personality. I like how cool he is, how calm he is, and how he dares to speak his mind. Even if the sky were to fall, he has the mental fortitude to remain unfazed. These are all things that I should learn from!"
Soon after, the examination ended.
The teachers were grading and commenting on the papers.
Then, the second examinee came in.
"Hello, Teacher!" It was a female examinee. She was in good spirits and was very pretty.
A young examiner who was about five or six years older than Zhang Ye said, "Hello, can you tell us what qualities you think a host should have?"
Without even thinking, the female examinee said excitedly, "I feel that a host, or should I say an excellent host, should have the same qualities as Teacher Zhang. He needs to speak quickly and be able to say five to six words in a second without blinking. One had to have a strong mental fortitude. Whether it was a recorded broadcast or a live broadcast, one had to go on it even if there was no script. To be talented, one had to be able to use their mouth to suppress the crowd, no matter who they were facing, no matter where they were. One must not be afraid of power, one must have one's own perseverance and bottom line in one's heart, and one must have the courage to fight against unhealthy practices to the end. Also, we need to … "
When she finished speaking, Zhang Ye couldn't help but laugh. "I'm not as amazing as you make me out to be."
The female examinee said, "But that's the image you have in my heart. I've always been very strict with myself. You're my goal!"
Not long after, it was the third candidate's turn.
It was also a female examinee. She was not as pretty as the previous one, but she wasn't bad either. The key was that this examinee was very tall, at least 1.73 meters tall. When she greeted, "Hello, Teacher." Su Hongyan also nodded her head subconsciously. Her voice was really good, very clear and clean.
This time, it was Zhang Ye who opened his mouth to set the topic. "Student, why don't you start with a recitation? Let us hear the characteristics of your voice and your control over your language."
"Yes, Teacher." The tall female examinee cleared her throat and recited in a loud voice, "Above the boundless sea, the strong winds gather the dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrel soars proudly like a black bolt of lightning. Sometimes its wings touch the waves, sometimes it shoots straight into the dark clouds like an arrow. It cries out — In the brave cries of this bird, the dark clouds hear joy. In the midst of all this shouting -- "
It was "The Song of the Stormy Petrel."
Zhang Ye gave a wry smile.
The other examiners also had a helpless look on their faces, but they still listened attentively to the end of the recitation. After asking a few more questions, they began to grade the examinees.
Next up was the fourth examinee. This person was very young. The date of birth stated on her resume was only 16 years old.
Su Hongyan said, "Hello."
That young man said seriously, "Hello, Teacher!"
Su Hongyan asked, "If you become a radio host in the future, what would your goal be? Is there a height you want to reach? Or a deeper artistic pursuit? "
That young man thought for a moment, then said in a clear voice, "Yes, my goal is to win the highest award for hosting. I want to be like Teacher Zhang Ye and stand handsomely on the Golden Microphone Awards stage, so that the entire country can hear my voice!"
Zhang Ye again?
Zhang Ye was mentioned again?
After he finished his assessment, the teachers exchanged a few words with each other.
Teacher Xue smiled and said, "Teacher Zhang, now that there are four examinees, are they all your fans?"
Zhang Ye quickly waved it off. "Come on, they only mentioned me because I was sitting here. It was just a coincidence anyway."
Su Hongyan shook her head and continued writing her comments.
Professor Qu said, "Let's change the way we ask later."
"Alright, I'll let you do it," Zhang Ye said.
Then, the fifth examinee came in under the watchful eyes of the examiners — he was an average-looking young man with average looks, but his facial features were quite regular.
"Teacher, I am Examinee 005, Sun Bonan," the examinee said.
Professor Qu nodded. "Tell us briefly. Well, other than Professor Zhang Ye, who is your favorite host? Why? "
The examinee was clearly taken aback. "Other than Teacher Zhang?"
Professor Qu said, "Yes."
The examiners thought to themselves that this should be fine, right?
But to their surprise, that examinee was even more ruthless. "Other than Teacher Zhang Ye, I don't like anyone else! Because I feel that only Teacher Zhang Ye can be considered a true, professional host who is free from vulgar interests! "
Professor Qu: "…"
Teacher Xue: "…"
Su Hongyan: "…"
The other examiners: "…"
After interviewing this examinee, Su Hongyan smacked her lips and said, "Is there any meaning to this?"
Teacher Xue laughed. "That's what the examinee meant. Surely you can't force them to criticize others, right? You can't force them to do something like that. "
...
Outside.
The examinees who had finished their exams were already out of the school gates.
"Eh, aren't you the examinees after me?"
"Yeah, how did you do?"
"I don't know. Are you guys done with your exams too? What did they ask you? "
"There was a question. They asked me which host I liked."
"What did you say?"
"Duh, of course I was talking about Zhang Ye!"
"Man, I was also talking about Zhang Ye. Some people saw Zhang Ye appear on campus and some reporters even went after him. They all guessed that Zhang Ye was the examiner for the Media College of Arts' broadcasting major, so I was already prepared for it. When I saw Zhang Ye again after entering the exam hall, if I didn't say that I liked him, then who else would I like? Say that I like Chen Ye? I'm not an idiot! "
"What about you guys? Did all of you have this question? "
"Yeah!"
"It's more or less the same."
At this moment, the examinee who had just finished his exam came over and said, "That's not what I meant. My examiner asked me which host I liked other than Zhang Ye."
"Ah?"
"You can even ask that?"
"Then what did you say?"
That person gave a lascivious smile. "I said that other than Zhang Ye, I don't like anyone else!"
Everyone knelt down!
"Fuck!"
"Pfft!"
"Bro, you're really thick-skinned!"
"You can even fucking do that??"
Of course, this was just a small interlude on the first day of the arts exam. There were all kinds of examinees after that. Some of them performed very well, while others were so nervous that they couldn't even form a complete sentence. There were even some who directly said that they did not like Zhang Ye's hosting attitude.
To Zhang Ye, it didn't matter if they were sucking up to him or not liking his artistic style, he treated all of them equally. He would grade them however he wanted. It still depended on the examinee's personal qualities and qualifications. It was impossible for him to give a high score just because someone praised him.
When it came to his profession, Zhang Ye was still very responsible.
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