The coordinators looked encouraged. "Usage and licensing price?"
查看中文翻译
"Content?"
查看中文翻译
"A million U. S. per."
查看中文翻译
In London, a BBC technician ejected a video cassette from a satellite receiver unit and dashed across the control room floor. She burst into the office of the editor-in-chief, slammed the video into his VCR, and pressed play.
查看中文翻译
Heads shot up. "What!"
查看中文翻译
The market coordinators grabbed their Rolodexes.
查看中文翻译
"You heard me! I want top of the food chain. CNN, MSNBC, then the big three! Offer a dial-in preview. Give them five minutes to piggyback before BBC runs it."
查看中文翻译
"Live homicide."
查看中文翻译
As the tape rolled, she told him about the conversation she had just had with Gunther Glick in Vatican City. In addition, BBC photo archives had just given her a positive ID on the victim in St. Peter's Square.
查看中文翻译
When the editor-in-chief emerged from his office, he was ringing a cowbell. Everything in editorial stopped.
查看中文翻译
"Film specs!" one of them yelled.
查看中文翻译
"Thirty-second trim," the chief replied.
查看中文翻译
"Live in five!" the man boomed. "On-air talent to prep! Media coordinators, I want your contacts on line! We've got a story we're selling! And we've got film!"
查看中文翻译
At that exact instant, somewhere in Rome, the Hassassin enjoyed a fleeting moment of repose in a comfortable chair. He admired the legendary chamber around him. I am sitting in the Church of Illumination, he thought. The Illuminati lair. He could not believe it was still here after all of these centuries.
查看中文翻译
The chief shook his head. "Better."
查看中文翻译
Dutifully, he dialed the BBC reporter to whom he had spoken earlier. It was time. The world had yet to hear the most shocking news of all.
查看中文翻译
"What the hell happened?" someone demanded. "The prime minister get skinned alive?"
查看中文翻译
