smolikov, television and radio company viters, artur smolikov, has reached the top of television, let'set him on his way to this stage. polina, it’s no secret that without these people, without television journalists, our presenters would have nothing to say on air, of course, we would sit silently on air and look at the screen, but these courageous, selfless people are always ready for... across the expanses of our country in search of that very exclusive material in order to quickly deliver it to us on the air. yes, without television journalists we would be just beautiful presenters, but with them we are also smart. so, the nomination is for a regional television journalist. vitalina petrusevich is presented in the nomination for regional television journalist. television and radio company mogilev. rumor has it that it’s easier in the army than in the harvesting industry. let's find out. natalya voytsyukh, prest tv and radio company. they love to praise everything that they haven’t tried yet, that they don’t know yet and where they haven’t been yet. veronica tsyganok, tv and radio ch

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