Every player has his own dream of hosting, and he is only one step away from the final. Through their own efforts, half of the players still have to stop here. This is the game, this is the challenge.
Fortunately, those players have been working hard for their dreams. And I remember a long time ago in my classmate's guest book, my dream was to stand on the stage with a microphone in my hand and be a host.
As a child, due to objective conditions and other factors, there was no specialized Chinese teacher to teach us Mandarin, and other students would cast different eyes when they spoke in class. The first time I got the teacher's affirmation, it was in the open class of the third and fourth grades of primary school. It seems that the title of the text is Promise. It's about a little boy playing games with another child because he promised not to go home until his little friend came back. Until it was getting late, his companion never came, but he kept his original promise. The teacher asked me to read aloud among the students who raised their hands. Before one of the teachers left, he specially asked the Chinese teacher to convey his affirmation of my study. Afterwards, I had the opportunity to participate in the speech contest on behalf of the school. After several rounds of investigation, the teacher gave me this opportunity. Although I was a little nervous when I boarded the podium for the first time, I only got the third place (it seems that there are only six students in the town). According to the judges, if I have more abundant expressions, my grades will be better.
Junior high school graduation activities, the teacher began to ask me to host the program.
But what really made me stand on the stage freely was the autumn poetry recital in Senior Two. In fact, I have such an opportunity in my freshman year, and I have always wanted to participate, but I just don't have the courage to recommend myself. I remember that when the head teacher had the opportunity to teach the class "stability, beauty, freshness, γ-beauty, freshness, freshness", I was happy and comforted. I tried my best to get rid of hemorrhoids. Maybe after a year of getting along, the teacher has some impression on me and asked me to represent the class. Unexpectedly, I was far ahead and got it back. The speech contest in the city also won the second prize unexpectedly. Speaking of speeches, I will never forget my high school teacher Chen Weikai. Without her help and guidance, I don't think I would stand on the stage so confidently. Now my speaking style has her characteristics invisibly. Then, I won the first prize of Cixi Speech, and then went to Ningbo to participate in the competition. I thought that such awards were all the patents of urban schools, and rural children without special training could get on such a stage, which made me more confident.
Of course, we also see many shortcomings. So, in the summer vacation of the year when I was admitted to college, I used my vacation time to read the thick Modern Chinese Dictionary from beginning to end, made dense records, and classified polyphonic words, nasal sounds, flat tongues and uncommon words into memory. Because I know that my foundation is not very good, if I don't speak much at ordinary times, communication in Mandarin will not be so smooth.
I didn't do my homework for nothing. When I first arrived at the university, there was a large-scale "welcome to the new" activity. The school chooses a host from the freshmen and the president of the student union to co-host the program. After several rounds of tests, I became one of the lucky ones. After junior students know me, most of them started from hosting activities.
During this period, I was lucky enough to record programs on the radio. During the summer vacation, I also worked as an intern in TV station, providing sound for TV pictures, and participated in the training and study of the first host contest in the city. But after graduating from college, these just became my hobbies.
Later, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to stand in front of the classroom. I feel very happy. I can still convey my thoughts with my voice and feelings, and I can further communicate with my lovely classmates. The most regrettable thing is that I am in a particularly tired state every day because I have no teaching experience in the first year. When my throat is uncomfortable and I haven't adjusted it well, my throat begins to hurt every Wednesday, and I basically have a hoarse voice on Friday, and I still feel sick. After two days' rest and a little recovery, a new week has begun. After working for a month, my former friends couldn't recognize my voice on the phone. When I got home, I basically didn't talk for two days. On the weekend of the first year, the hospital became a must-see place for me, and the effect of injection and medicine was always unsatisfactory. Finally, the doctor said that you are all symptoms of chronic pharyngitis. As long as you are a teacher, your voice will not be good. I don't know how many tears I have left for this sentence. The beautiful voice that I have always been proud of has become my greatest regret. School started the following year, and there was a city host contest. I resolutely signed up, but it happened that the day of the interview was Friday of the first week of school, and I lost my voice that day. After the interview, the judges and teachers said with regret: the quality is good in other aspects, but the tone is a little ~ ~ ~. Therefore, if I am asked to host a program or participate in a speech contest during that period, I must be informed one week in advance, and I will do it within one week.
Since I tried to use different types of microphones three years ago, my voice can be lowered. Although I still have a sore throat at ordinary times, I am much better. Usually speaking, hosting, in front of the microphone, you can still make up the number, although the voice now can never return to the past. Hosting and speaking became a major part of my spare time. Once, because the radio anchor was asked to audition for maternity leave, the company asked me to participate in the speech contest on their behalf (hehe, once, my appearance fee exceeded 2000 yuan in five minutes), and some large and small activities would drag on when no one was in charge. Since work, whenever they think of looking for a host, they will come to me, and I always readily agree. Colleagues always make fun of me and should pay the appearance fee. At least every time you go out to make up and buy clothes, you have to report it, instead of always paying money. They naturally want you. Actually, it's just a hobby of mine to host the program on stage. Perhaps with the growth of my age, those praises such as "You are the most famous host in our town and you are the most professional host" have made me indifferent. When those leaders call me again, they think I'm leaving, and my heart is unbalanced! I want to say "no" because it's just my hobby, not my job. I refused not only because I was busy for two days, I didn't have the so-called subsidy, but more importantly, my feelings. Because of my refusal this time, I feel very unhappy, and of course I don't mention my original honesty. It seems that this is all my fault. Hey ~ ~
Do a line, love a line, do a line, you have to do it well. When I clearly realize that I can't change the status quo, I can only keep this hobby good. If my energy permits, I will host my favorite activities and make a guest appearance at a friend's wedding, just like this week's student speech contest. When other students ask me to give them guidance, I never get tired of listening.
I watch Challenge the Host every week, and I will never miss the Host Contest when I have time. Maybe this dream will always be just a dream. I'd better go back to my Zhuo Fan class. There is no audience here, but there are more participants and the atmosphere is better.
The position of the station is different, but the direction will never change!