Ye Zhiqiu, who was sitting in the first row, felt a little bit on pins and needles.

I always feel as if there are hundreds of people watching me from behind. Although it is also possible to be stared at by thousands of people on stage, this is different.

The key is, my father-in-law will still be sitting next door in the future...

The two men seemed to have a tacit understanding. They looked serious and stared directly at the stage. There was an awkward atmosphere spreading between them...

The summary meeting begins with the expected leadership speech.

It should be the leader of the station. He took the stage and summarized the achievements of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" and listed a long list of data.

The lecture was quite good, and he barely glanced at the manuscript in his hand, indicating that he was already familiar with the data.

However, Ye Zhiqiu still felt a little sleepy and uninterested.

During this period, when the gray-haired leader expressed his gratitude to the staff behind the scenes, he also specifically mentioned Ye Zhiqiu's name.

The eyes of everyone in the venue suddenly turned towards Ye Zhiqiu in the first row.

Ye Zhiqiu was "forced to open for business" again. He smiled politely and received a large number of equally kind smiles.

After the leaders in Taili finished speaking, it was the turn of Minister Wu from the Cultural Bureau.

I recorded songs in the recording studio in the morning, Sun Tianwang invited me to dinner at noon, and came directly for a meeting in the afternoon. Gradually, Ye Zhiqiu felt that his eyelids were a little heavy.

Minister Wu is very approachable, speaks humorously, and makes people laugh from time to time.

Every time laughter rang out, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help but tilt his head a little bit and tried to open his eyes...

Yu Zhengdao on the side noticed Ye Zhiqiu's abnormality, his eyes flickered but he didn't say anything.

Vaguely, Ye Zhiqiu heard Qin Dewen also say a few words, and then he turned to Yu Zhengdao beside him and seemed to say something like "support as always".

Ye Zhiqiu didn't even listen to what the two said, and remembered it very briefly and to his liking.

Once a person is sleepy, he cannot stop it. In fact, he just needs to get through the most sleepy period, but it is precisely this period that is the most uncomfortable.

Ye Zhiqiu found that there was an advantage to sitting in the front row. His eyelids were half-opened and half-closed, so people behind him would look at the back of his head and not notice him.

After Yu Zhengdao finished speaking, Ye Zhiqiu didn't pay attention to what the leader of the TV station said.

Suddenly, someone's foot seemed to hit his foot. Ye Zhiqiu, who was in a daze, vaguely thought that the space under the stage was too narrow, and subconsciously pulled his foot back.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a numb feeling in my legs.

This sudden shock made Ye Zhiqiu wake up from his sleep. He suddenly raised his head and just opened his mouth to scream, but suddenly realized the situation at the scene and held it back.

What's going on? Who poked me?

Ye Zhiqiu looked around blankly.

Yu Zhengdao on the side is picking up a water cup to drink water with his left hand, and puts his right hand under the table, holding a pen...

"Let you come on stage and speak."

Yu Zhengdao's face was calm, his eyes were still looking at the stage, and he whispered while drinking water.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized that it was Yu Zhengdao who woke him up just now!

Embarrassing...I was so sleepy later that I didn't even care about Yu Zhengdao, and just pretended to listen and fell asleep with my face propped up.

I didn't expect that my future father-in-law would have to cover for me...

The first kick should have been kicked by Yu Zhengdao, but he had to poke it with a pen when he didn't react...

The gray-haired leader of the TV station stood on the stage at some point. At this time, he was looking at Ye Zhiqiu with a smile.

"Mr. Ye, you are the special planning consultant of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" program. Can you tell us a few words?"

"No, no need." Ye Zhiqiu reacted and waved his hands repeatedly.

"Young friend Ye, just say a few words. It's boring for us old people to say it. Young people like to listen to young people talk."

Qin Dewen's laughing voice came.

Damn it!

Ye Zhiqiu's face was suffocated, why did Mr. Qin always give himself a chance to find the limelight.

But I really don’t want to be in the limelight.

You are all big guys, what can I say?

We have already talked about it for this reason, so it’s no good if we don’t say it.

Ye Zhiqiu stood up slowly and walked to the stage.

He glanced down and saw that all the big guys in the first row were staring at him, followed by hundreds of TV station employees.

Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while and said: "The theme of the "Chinese Poetry Conference" program is to 'inherit cultural genes', and poetry is the romance burned into the genes of us Chinese people."

"My personal idea is that culture is neither dull nor chicken soup, nor should its inheritance be a painful process. 'Culture' should be superimposed with 'entertainment' and achieve a balance. That's why the original

The birth of an idea.”

"I think the "Chinese Poetry Conference" has achieved this, and I hope this program can continue to do so and guide more young people to participate."

"Today is the pre-launch meeting for the second season of the show. There may be a third season in the future, or even many seasons, but no matter how far it goes, I hope you don't forget this."

“Only by never forgetting your original intention can you achieve success.”

"Thanks."

After saying that, Ye Zhiqiu bowed slightly and walked off the stage with his usual expression.

After the words "Don't forget your original intention, you will always succeed", many leaders in the first row were stunned. They didn't react until Ye Zhiqiu walked off the stage, and then warm applause broke out.

A flash of appreciation flashed in Yu Zhengdao's eyes, and he applauded particularly enthusiastically.

"Only by never forgetting your original intention can you always..."

The leader of the TV station sighed, "Well said, Mr. Ye has given us a wake-up call."

"No matter how good the show is, never forget our mission."

After saying a few words briefly, Ye Zhiqiu felt eyes looking at him more frequently.

Especially some of the young employees in the station, who used to look at themselves like fans, now seem to look at them with a little more admiration like they look at old leaders.

After being tortured like this, Ye Zhiqiu lost his sleepiness.

Later, when it came to the plan for the second season of "Chinese Poetry Conference", the TV station leaders, as well as Minister Wu, etc., also frequently asked themselves to pay attention.

It seems like they actually plan to regard him as one of them?

This time Ye Zhiqiu refused to say anything and remained tight-lipped.

Just kidding, if you throw a random rock behind yourself, you will probably hit top students. There are a lot of talents in the TV station. Under the framework of the successful experience of the first season, no matter what you do in the second season, it will not hit.

There is no need for me to be in the limelight now.

To summarize, after the pre-launch, it’s the awards ceremony.

Ye Zhiqiu came on stage again very unexpectedly and won a "Special Contribution Award".

It seems that I have no money and only a red certificate.
Chapter completed!