Chapter 160 Travel Lightly
Zheng Xiuheng's question turned Cui Minxi into a stone statue, and he stood there with an extremely confused expression.
"It seems that this hypothetical question has put Choi Min-hee in a state of distress. Let's give him some time and read out two text messages from listeners first!"
"Listener number 1632 asked, why did the topic suddenly change to analyzing the behavior of DJ Choi Min-hee? Isn't this an emotional program?"
"Friend No. 1632, what do you think emotion is? Is love the only emotion? This is of course not true. Whether it is family, love, friendship, or even the relationship between colleagues and classmates, it can be considered an emotion. As for why it has become like this, it is of course because there are too many bad reviews and too many dissatisfied listeners, so now we need to have some direct and special communication with the listeners!"
"No. 3333, ah, this number is very good, I like it very much. The friend of No. 3333 said that although dreams are a very beautiful thing, dreams should not be a matter of one person. No matter what DJ Choi Minxi's dream is, I think it is very important to get the support of his family, which will also make the road to the dream smoother!"
"I agree with listener No. 3333. You are such a kindred spirit!"
Zheng Xiuheng did not give any further explanation for this message. He looked at the time and found that more than fifty minutes had passed without him noticing.
"Whether it's a dream or a show, everyone has their own world, their own preferences and ideas. In fact, Choi Min-hee is right. It doesn't matter if others like me or not. I just need the people I care about to like me. Isn't that the case for everyone? Isn't it better for the people I care about to like me than for everyone to like me?"
"Give DJ Choi Min-hee some more time to think about it. Here's a song I really want to listen to right now, "Traveling Light". My mood at the moment is just like the lyrics..."
This song was not decided by the production team, but Zheng Xiuheng had already prepared it in advance, so the music was once again transmitted through the radio.
At this moment, Zheng Xiuheng no longer thought about those things that made him upset and confused, nor did he think about those things that made him sad, grief-stricken, and entangled. At this moment, Zheng Xiuheng liked this way of communication. He didn't need to hide too much and could do whatever he wanted. He didn't think about revenge, making money, or even how to protect his sister.
Maybe it is really suitable, suitable to be a DJ, but this style is definitely not suitable for radio stations.
The voices of Joey Hansen and Sarah Groves are very gentle and in tune in the song. The light and gentle country music makes people want to fly. At this moment, Zheng Xiuheng also felt very light.
"I laid my burdens down
Now I'm traveling light
My spirit lifted high
I found my freedom now
I found my freedom now
and I'm traveling light..."
"He is only 25 years old this year. Since I met him, his life seems to revolve around making money. He works as a live accompanist, a restaurant pianist, a temporary porter, a personal fitness trainer, a part-time restaurant waiter, a midnight driver... There are many more. In fact, I still don't know his family situation. He doesn't like unconditional help from others. If you help him with something, he will definitely find a way to give you something in return. I think he has a hard life, but he can't help much. But seeing him now, it's really happy!"
Perhaps he was really too sentimental, Liu Xiye's eyes were a little red as he sat on the sofa. This uncle really treated Zheng Xiuheng as a junior, and he himself was indeed the type of person who was very nice to his juniors. In addition, the two had known each other for quite a while, and he was really happy to see that Zheng Xiuheng had changed so much now.
Lee Hyo-ri, who was standing by, had a deeper understanding of Jung Soo-hyung at this moment, and her heart suddenly softened. Thinking about his persistence, always talking about success, it must be very hard to live like that.
"At worst I'll be nicer to you in the future!"
Thinking secretly in her heart, Lee Hyori's face turned a little red and a little gentle.
The clean guitar sound, the simple background music, the lyrics full of positive spirit, the appropriate voice of Joel Hanson, the heavenly falsetto of Sara Groves, all these combined together seem to make people feel cheerful.
“The ratings are back up!”
“The number of negative comments has decreased!”
After hearing the words of the writer of statistical information, Li Zhongmin and others were briefly stunned, then hurried to the computer and looked at the messages on the screen. Although negative comments still accounted for the majority, they had decreased a lot compared to before, and the number of text messages was increasing.
Now the bad comments no longer mention the new DJ or Yoo Hee-yeol's resignation. Basically, the listeners are saying that Choi Min-hee's behavior is too selfish and annoying, and that Jung Soo-hyung is too much. He even called the listeners crazy and said that both of them are bastards.
Li Zhongmin's expression was very interesting. He had already given up hope and was prepared to bear the bad consequences. But the current situation, although the recovery effect is not obvious, there has indeed been a change. He doesn't know what to say.
"Senior, please smile now. We have worked here for so many years. We have all been through everything. It's just one episode and two frivolous teenagers. Please be more tolerant. Isn't the current situation much better than we thought?" Li Zhimei took the coffee from Han Zhiyuan and handed it to Li Zhongmin, saying calmly. As a program writer and a woman, she is much more emotional than Li Zhongmin in many cases. Of course, it can also be seen as "It's not my fault, I don't care".
Li Zhongmin took the coffee and was silent for a moment. Finally, he let out a long breath and his voice became a little more energetic: "You are right. Anyway, this show is about to end, so let him do it. Maybe he can find some inspiration from here, but..."
"Xiyeol, it seems like you really didn't lie!"
Liu Xilie raised his head and looked at Li Zhongmin at the control console, and replied in a daze: "Huh?"
"That boy is indeed very suitable to be a host, but he is too sharp and has a very unique personality!"
Liu Xilie was slightly startled, then he smiled happily and said, "Of course, now you understand that I didn't tell a single lie back then!"
Li Zhongmin nodded helplessly. In fact, there are many people who are good at speaking, especially those who are majoring in broadcasting. However, the real anchors are selected from thousands of people. It is not only about being good at speaking. Different types of anchors are naturally needed according to the different hosting jobs. For example, the host of current affairs news programs needs to have regular facial features and a steady voice. For entertainment program hosts, in addition to being good at speaking, they must be able to adapt to circumstances, control various emergencies, grasp the program process, and guide the filming to complete satisfactorily. Only then can they be good hosts.
The type of hosting a DJ needs is not fundamentally different from that of a TV host, but a good voice is more useful than a good look, and the other things are naturally judged in the same way.
So Li Zhongmin also realized at this moment that Zheng Xiuheng was indeed good at speaking and had strong control. Not only the current situation, but also the last time Zheng Xiuheng appeared in the live broadcast, he recalled them all clearly.
But the only thing that bothers him is that Zheng Xiuheng's personality of following his own ideas and rarely communicating with others is not only unpopular in MBC, but also in social life everywhere.
Because of the commercial breaks, there were still a few minutes of time after the song was broadcast. Li Zhimei had already entered the live broadcast room and discussed the next process with Zheng Xiuheng. Logically, the emotional hotline should have started.
"Give me another ten minutes, and we'll start connecting you to the phone in ten minutes!"
"OK!"
Writer Li Zhimei is also very straightforward. At the moment, everything is following Zheng Xiuheng's ideas, so there is no need to talk about the program process.
Li Zhimei left the live broadcast room, and only two people were left in the small room.
Looking at Choi Min-hee who was still in deep confusion, Zheng Xiuheng thought with amusement, "He is still a serious person!"
Choi Min-hee was really led in by Jung Soo-heng. Perhaps it was because Jung Soo-heng suddenly asked him questions as a DJ and led him into it as if he were a guest, but Choi Min-hee did think about the situation as Jung Soo-heng said.
Family, responsibility, and dreams, these things can certainly coexist, but not everyone can get the support of their family, just as not every relationship will be recognized by their parents.
Life is full of difficulties. Assistance, escape, and ignoring are all ways to deal with them. The path Choi Min-hee originally chose should be considered as assistance. Although it is a bit extreme , at least he knows very well what he wants.
But all this is based on the fact that he is still very young, has not yet become a real parent, and is not truly independent. When he really faces life and experiences the difficulties of life, whether he can continue to persist as before, no one knows.
Most of the dreamers are defeated by the difficulties in real life, and the result of failure is not caused by any strange reasons.
Zheng Xiuheng picked up the coffee that Han Zhiyuan brought in, took a sip, and looked very relaxed. He looked at the screen in front of him again, looking at the text messages flowing on it. Whether they were bad reviews, good reviews, or rational questions, Zheng Xiuheng felt extremely satisfied.
“It turns out that I’m really that lonely!”
At this moment, Zheng Xiuheng suddenly thought of Kim Hyun-A, the girl who was as lonely as him, longing for someone to communicate with, longing for someone to give her warmth, and longing for many things.
But to a certain extent, Zheng Xiuheng's heart has always been contradictory, longing... but also afraid.
However, at this moment, Zheng Xiuheng did not feel any burden when facing the cold microphone, computer and headphones. Although it was not the warmth he wanted, he was doing what he wanted to do and what made him happy.
"Advertisement, ten seconds left!"
Lee Jong Min's voice came from the headphones.
Zheng Xiuheng looked at the timer on the wall. When the time jumped to one o'clock, the lyrical BGM sounded, and at the same time, Zheng Xiuheng's slowly and pleasant voice sounded.
