Chapter 46: Basic Practices for Media Professionals
"Tiantian, have you finished the phone interview for the micro-fiction competition? Lisa is asking."
In an office building in Chaoyang District, northern Beijing, Li Tiantian quickly responded, "Isn't the deadline tomorrow?"
"Lisa, you know, it's changed to today. It has to be updated on the website at midnight."
The intern reporter from Xinglang, who wore round glasses and had a pretty face, was a little panicked. As one of the most famous companies of the time, Xinglang's interns faced considerable competition and job opportunities were rare.
It’s not easy to find a job with a Chinese major.
Actually, the post-contest interviews for the "Micro-Novel Competition" are a very minor task, otherwise they wouldn't be assigned to an intern. But anyone who has worked there knows...
Doing small things well is useless.
If you mess up a small matter, you will be shot.
She quickly opened the email, and fortunately the "little deer" she had contacted before replied to her, but asked to contact her after 9 o'clock in the evening.
Li Tiantian pushed her glasses. Nine o'clock was too late... Even if she was willing to work overtime, she couldn't meet Lisa's requirements.
I checked the time...7 o'clock, which is after get off work in most parts of the country. I'll try calling in advance.
Li Tiantian tentatively entered the mobile phone number and dialed it.
She herself was also quite interested in this author. His micro-novel was rich in meaning, elegant in rhetoric, concise but profound, and received unanimous high votes from both the public and expert judges.
It can almost be said to be the first in the fault.
He remembered that one of the professional judges, a teacher from the Chinese Department of Peking University, had specifically asked them whether the article was written by a professional writer. To be precise, the article could be called a "micro-novel", but if arranged in a different way, it could be an excellent "poetry".
I read it over and over again at that time, and even after it was announced, I decisively cut out a passage and made it my phone background.
"The setting sun sinks into the orange sea, and the evening breeze falls into the city forest."
The phone displays Connecting...
The phone was cut off before the beeping sound even started.
Li Tiantian looked at her phone in confusion... It was too fast. Rather than the other party hanging up, it was more like a problem with no signal.
So he called again.
The result is still the same.
I called for the third time and someone finally answered.
"Are you sick? Who is it?"
Li Tiantian quickly said, "Hello, are you the 'Bed Explorer' teacher?"
"Call me later, I'm in evening study."
The phone was hung up again.
Li Tian
Tian held up her phone, thinking she had misheard...
What did the other person say? Evening study?
Did you hear it wrong? Are you...playing with yourself?
After two agonizing hours of waiting, Li Tiantian sorted out the questions she was going to ask, made a bowl of noodles in the tea room, and clipped up her oily bangs. Finally, it was nine o'clock.
The phone was called again, but this time it took a long time to be picked up.
"Hello, are you the 'Bed Explorer' teacher? I'm Sina reporter Tina."
"Speak Chinese."
"Uh...I'm Li Tiantian, a reporter from Star Wave."
"Didn't I say I'd call after nine?"
The voice on the other end sounded very young, so young that Li Tiantian was a little surprised. "I'm sorry, but the deadline is tonight. Are you available for an interview now?"
A young voice said on the other end of the line, "I'm on my way home from school. It'll be ok in about ten minutes."
So you're a student? What a talent! You can write something like this at this age?
If it's a college student, it's okay, but if it's a high school student...
Li Tiantian immediately noticed the three elements of news.
Shocked! Shocked! Shocked again!
Not to mention the follow-up of an event, this kind of news may even be posted on the main website of Xinglang Portal, which would be a big plus for an intern reporter.
Li Tiantian's pen tip stood up and she immediately began to dig into the story behind it.
"Since this is our first communication, could you please briefly introduce yourself? Name, occupation, etc."
"Forget about the name. I'll just use a pen name: Professional Student."
"Are you a college student?"
"High school student."
Li Tiantian was excited and immediately started to dig into the story behind it!
"What was the opportunity that brought you to the Micro-Novel Contest?"
“I didn’t pay attention to it. My friend submitted it for me.”
"Do you have a hobby of writing?"
"No, I write essays occasionally."
...
The call was brief, and the high school student didn't seem nervous about being questioned by the reporter all of a sudden. He glossed over some of the leading questions.
Especially after the other party heard that the matter of "transferring money" was not Li Tiantian's responsibility, his interest in chatting seemed to decrease visibly.
After just over ten minutes, the high school boy said he had arrived home and ended the interview.
But Li Tiantian still got a lot of information, and after some reasonable "polishing", she started
Start writing.
In this era, "news" is no longer a serious thing. It is just a vehicle to attract public attention.
"A young man from a small county in a poor province can write thought-provoking articles. Has his education method buried his talent..."
"A high school student with mediocre grades has received praise and recognition from a professor in the Chinese Department of Peking University. How many geniuses are there like him... Why didn't the school teachers notice this rising star?"
Who would read news if it were plain and simple? Otherwise, what would journalists and the media do?
"Average grades" was her guess, and "recognized by Peking University's Chinese language" was just a question she asked.
"Buried by education"...Isn't this basic?
As long as a young person has achieved something, it is right to guide him in this direction.
Li Tiantian didn't think she did anything wrong.
The crackling sound of the keyboard stopped. Li Tiantian took a look and was very satisfied, but always felt that something was missing.
Finally, Fu Lin's heart came to his senses and he added, "Will he become the second 'Han Han'?"
Then the title was changed to: "A small town boy becomes the champion of the micro-fiction competition, another unsung Han Han-style genius?"
Perfect! This flavor is so authentic!
Textbook-level media techniques!
Then add a life photo sent by "Little Deer".
As for the "life photos" in the accompanying pictures, they were taken casually by Zhai Da and Lu Siwen on the way to school. Only Lu Siwen's N96 could take photos with decent clarity.
Because Zhai Da didn't care at all, he just asked Lu Siwen to take a picture of his back on the way to school.
Ordinary, not handsome at all, and no face is shown.
But combined with Li Tiantian's words, it creates a sense of "desolation".
It seems like a young man who is gifted but not understood by the world.
The more ordinary the photo, the more contrasting it becomes when combined with the exaggerated description in the text, doesn’t it?
Because Li Tiantian's writing was as smooth as diabetes insipidus, the press release was soon sent to Lisa for review.
The news department itself is very particular about "rushing time", so even though it was very late, this news passed several levels and appeared smoothly on the website amid Li Tiantian's excitement.
And it's... the homepage! It's an excellent location!
As for how long you can stay here, it depends on the number of clicks and feedback, but for interns, this is undoubtedly a huge plus.
Li Tiantian was so excited that she couldn't fall asleep in bed, and her little hands were shaking all night.
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