Around two in the afternoon, led by Sun Guofu, the two arrived at the "Nearby News" program team.
As soon as they entered, they saw a woman in a white suit dress sitting on a chair, organizing some documents.
The most eye-catching thing was the way her figure pressed into the chair, a shape difficult for most to achieve; at least Zhao Yuhuan couldn’t manage it.
Without a doubt, she must be the host of the program.
Seemingly hearing the footsteps, the woman in the white suit dress turned around, and her eyes immediately lit up.
"Director, you’ve truly done a great deed, bringing the handsome guy from the station here."
The woman extended her hand and shook hands with Lin Yi.
"I’m the host of the program, my name is Dong Xiao."
"Hello, Lin Yi."
After shaking hands with Lin Yi, Dong Xiao also shook hands with Zhao Yuhuan, which was considered a greeting.
"Where’s everyone else?"
"Everyone is busy."
"Put aside what you’re working on for now."
Hearing Sun Guofu’s voice, the other members of the program team gathered around; there were seven people, including Dong Xiao.
"I don’t need to introduce these two too much, you’ve all seen the accounts they made."
"Seen them, seen them, finally got them here."
The person speaking was named Feng Chengrong, the program’s director and producer.
"Since you all know him, I won’t say much more. Help them out and strive to make this program succeed."
"Understood."
After a few simple instructions, Sun Guofu left.
"With new colleagues today, I’ll treat everyone to dinner tonight, let’s have a drink," Feng Chengrong said.
"Brother Feng, you’re too kind, we’re feeling shy," Lin Yi said.
"It’s our tradition; we always have a dinner outing with new colleagues," Feng Chengrong said with a hearty laugh:
"Now that both of you are here together, we can settle for one treat. If you’d e in separate batches, we’d have to do two, now that would truly be a loss, haha."
Everyone laughed along; the atmosphere was better than what Lin Yi had imagined.
"What should we do now?"
"Since you previously worked in the new media center, you probably aren’t familiar with the program workflow. This afternoon, you can stay here, watch and learn, sort out the procedures, and once you’re familiar, I’ll give you new tasks."
"Understood."
"Old Xu, you e here."
Feng Chengrong called over a man wearing glasses.
"Let me introduce you, this is Xu Guangbin, our post-production guy. Little Zhao, you’ll follow him around, no going out to shoot with Lin Yi, it’s not really suitable for you."
"Understood, Director Feng."
It was apparent that Zhao Yuhuan still wanted to go shooting with Lin Yi.
But the specialty wasn’t a match, and being a girl, Lin Yi also supported her continuing in post-production.
After arranging the specific work, the two spent the afternoon staying with the program team, watching the show recording.
Despite limited time, they managed to sort out the general process.
The sources of program content e from two aspects.
The team has its own WeChat official account and short video account; the audience can submit via private messages or ments, then, selecting editors will choose suitable content, dispatch journalists to shoot, and once filming is finished, they return for editing, and then write scripts for reporting.
Additionally, there are times when tasks e from higher-ups.
Such as some important foreign provincial civil visiting delegations or art groups that require interviews and reports.
Luckily, most of the time recordings were made in advance; only a few specific situations required live broadcast, thus avoiding overtime work.
Yet, it’s not mon to leave work on time. Some self-management is necessary.
In parison, the work environment and content at the news center aren’t as free and open as at the new media center.
However, the prospects here are better; it’s the regular force, and a place where abilities can be better honed.
Worst-case scenario, even if not working here anymore, one can find decent jobs elsewhere.
At around six in the afternoon, the day’s work was over. Everyone changed their clothes, and Feng Chengrong found a Sichuan restaurant where even nine people enjoyed a jovial drink, the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious, easily blending into the work circle.
The next morning, Lin Yi went to work as usual, entering the normal work state.
The cameraman was named Ma Jun, and the content director was Zhou Li, who, along with Dong Xiao, were regarded as the two beauties of the program team, both exuding a lingering charm.
"I’m taking young Lin with me, hurry and look over the script, don’t disturb us,"
holding a folder, Zhou Li waves at Dong Xiao with a very smug expression.
"Don’t be so smug; if your husband knew, he’d skin you alive at home."
"My husband can’t manage my affairs, unlike your tightly monitored hubby, haha..."
Zhou Li smugly departed, sitting down with Lin Yi and Ma Jun and opened the folder in her hand.
"Here are a few topics I’ve picked; they’re quite intriguing. You two take a look as well."
"This topic, Lin Yi is quite adept; the topics he chose for their previous accounts were quite good, highly controversial. Let him help take a look."
Lin Yi took the folder and gave it a quick scan.
"I think the topic of environmental pollution is quite good, we could try filming it," Lin Yi said while looking over it:
"The city seems to have issued announcements this year, all regarding environmental protection and carbon emissions. This kind of topic aligns with the city’s style, it’s worth a try."
"The environmental topic you’re considering is the most challenging to film," Zhou Li adjusted her posture and said:
"The main polluter is a pharmaceutical factory, and it’s a well-known enterprise in the city, which adds a level of sensitivity. I’m worried that during filming, we might be halted," Zhou Li said.
Ma Jun didn’t speak; he seemed disinterested in such matters. His job was filming; he’d film whatever was asked, not wanting to engage in other things.
Lin Yi remained silent for a moment, understanding Zhou Li’s concern.
"Why aren’t you saying anything? In our program, everyone speaks up freely. Newers can also express their opinions."
"I actually believe that our task is to report the truth, without fearing any consequences. Reporting only the good without the bad is rather uninteresting."
Zhou Li and Ma Jun both looked at Lin Yi; the words from his mouth felt particularly meaningful.
"If a society and a nation can’t even handle the minimum level of criticism, there will never be progress," Lin Yi said:
"And as news workers, we are the voice of society. If we don’t even dare to express the truth, what is our purpose of existing?"
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