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Chapter 307 2021.8.8 Participation Speech

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    (Summary: If this is the case, I donĄŻt want to say it anymore)

    Yesterday, I dreamed again I participated in a TV competition show. It was the first time I participated in this kind of activity. I was a little nervous, but it was okay.  I'm not very excited about being on TV, I just want to try my best to finish the game without shame.  I'm not so conceited about the championship that I think it must be me. I think the people who come to this event are very good.

    Turning to the next day when it was time to record the show, I was a little delayed because of some things, so I went a little late.  I was afraid of delaying more time on the road, so I rushed all the way in a panic.

    After arriving at the place, I was stopped by a reporter at the entrance of a corridor in a small hall in the building, and there were several other people around.  The reporter was half a head taller than me. He held up a microphone and was about to ask me questions when he was interrupted by another older sister who ran up behind me.  The eldest sister also came to participate. When I saw this, I thought I was the last one to arrive, but it turned out that there were others later than me.

    The eldest sister was also retained by the reporter, and stood obliquely in front of me to the left. She was not tall and thin, and she looked about forty years old.  Then the reporter continued to ask about my impressions of this competition program just now. I was about to speak when the elder sister interrupted me.  Then I politely let her talk first, and listen to see if we have the same idea by the way.  It turned out not, she didn't say much, and I didn't pay attention to what she said.  In fact, when I heard that she disagreed with me, I started to think about what I wanted to say.

    Then the reporter started to ask me, and I told him what I think is particularly good, and mentioned that there is a platform for players to show their talents, which is a rare opportunity for every player, very precious, etc.  , mentioning that this program is relatively new, unlike previous programs of the same type that have been aired for a long period of time, have fatigue and disadvantages, and so on.  I mentioned that I think this program will get more attention from the audience, etc., and I said a lot of my thoughts and my extended thinking.

    But at the end of my talk, I suddenly found that the reporter had gone somewhere, and I was sitting on the desk seat.  There are people sitting on both sides, and there are also people at the desk on the left where the desk is turned forward. There are many people standing close to the front, and everyone is in a relatively concentrated position.  I was still chattering about my point of view to the person on the right, but I found that the person was not listening to me at all, and was still tired and indifferent.  So I turned to those people on the left and in front again, but no one paid any attention to me, and some voices even responded to my point of view. Those words were not in the same concept of communication as I did.

    After I understood the situation, I stopped my continued speech. My thoughts were not in the same range as theirs, so it was impossible to communicate.  As for those rude voices, I can only smile politely in my heart and not comment.  ItĄŻs just a pity that IĄŻm in a good state where IĄŻm just talking. IĄŻm talking about being excited, and I want to get people with the same views to communicate with, but this scene seems like a basin of water has been poured on my heart.  It's okay, don't talk about what doesn't make sense, I'm not interested in talking about it.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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