The venue was being prepared.
The promotions were ramped up.
The troll armies were scolding each other.
As the days passed, it was getting closer and closer to the broadcast date of the two shows.
On a certain day, Central TV Department 1 suddenly announced the premiere broadcast date of Sing!. Immediately after that, Beijing Television also announced the broadcast date of I Am a Singer!
On the same day!
At the same time!
Not even a second off!
When they heard this news, the industry insiders were extremely shocked!
Meanwhile, the netizens were all excited and delighted to see this!
These two shows were the most watched variety shows in recent times, with no other shows coming close to them. In the history of the variety world, there had never been such a large scale promotional campaign for a variety show like this. Everyone knew that for these two highly anticipated shows, it would be best to have them broadcast at different times. This way, they could avoid direct competition. But Zhang Ye did not do that. He just happened to choose to broadcast his show on the same day and time as Sing!, just like A Bite of China. This was Zhang Ye, and this had always been his style of doing things. Otherwise, they wouldn't fight. Otherwise, they would fight to the death!
The countdown began!
The battle to the death between the two shows was finally about to begin!
Who would lose?
Who would win?
No one could predict it!
…
On the same day.
At home.
His parents were busy cooking dinner.
The doorbell rang. When his mother heard it, she quickly threw down her apron and wiped her hands. Then she quickly walked over to open the door with a pleasant expression. "Coming, coming."
It was Wu Zeqing outside. "Auntie."
His mother smiled and said, "Ai, Little Wu, come in quickly."
"Little Wu, you're here?" His father also came out of the kitchen with a smile.
Wu Zeqing smiled. "Uncle, are you busy?"
His father said, "Lunch will be ready soon. Go and get Little Ye."
Wu Zeqing asked, "Where is he?"
"He's lying in his room. He's been working himself to the bone these past few days," his mother said happily.
"OK, I'll go and get him." Wu Zeqing went over and pushed open the bedroom door. "Little Ye?"
Zhang Ye was lying in bed, groaning. "You're here?"
Wu Zeqing smiled. "The program is going to be broadcast soon?"
Zhang Ye said, "The original plan was to be delayed by a few days, but Sing!'s premiere has been brought forward, so we definitely have to keep up with it. So we can only work overtime. It's a good thing that we're almost done with the preparations. We'll officially start recording the first episode of I Am a Singer tomorrow. Hai, I haven't had much sleep for the past few days. The executives of Beijing Television chased me back to work and told me to have a good rest. But how can I rest? How can I sit still?"
Old Wu said, "Enough, let's eat first."
It was time to eat.
The whole family sat at the table and started eating.
However, Zhang Ye had a lot on his mind. He did not even take two bites before putting down his chopsticks.
Mom glared at him. "Eat."
Zhang Ye exclaimed, "I have no appetite."
Wu Zeqing could tell, "Nervous?"
"I wouldn't say that I'm nervous." Zhang Ye exhaled. "But this bro is under a lot of pressure."
His father said, "You still have pressure?"
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. "Of course. How many people do I have to feed now?"
Zhang Ye was the kind of person who had a very good mental fortitude. Under normal circumstances, he rarely felt any pressure and was rather carefree. But now that he had reached this position, his popularity was getting higher and higher, and more and more people were depending on him to make a living. No matter how confident he was, it was impossible for him not to feel any pressure. What if he lost? What if he did not do well? How was he going to explain to Beijing Television? How was he going to recoup Wu Mo's 200 million title sponsorship fee? What about his studio's staff? The higher his position was, the more he could not afford to lose. He was no longer a general without an army. It was just that he rarely expressed his worries and stress in front of others.
In the past, Zhang Ye had also been in such a situation several times. At that time, it was Wu Zeqing who pointed him in the right direction. So he looked at Old Wu and said, "Old Wu, you're in charge of the entertainment industry and have watched quite a few shows. You've seen the content of I Am a Singer, right? Let me tell you about the specific segments of the show. What do you think of this show? Do you think it will be able to take down that knockoff version of The Voice? Listen, the show will have seven singers — "
Before he could finish.
Wu Zeqing interrupted, "I don't want to hear it."
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "Why?"
"Because I don't need to hear it." Wu Zeqing smiled and picked up some food for him with her chopsticks. She said, "Who are you? You're Zhang Ye, the best program director in the industry. The show you make will definitely be number one in the country. You don't have to doubt this — no one can beat you, not the major satellite channels, not Central TV Department 1. As long as you want to do it and do it seriously, no one in the industry will be a match for you. "
Hearing that, Zhang Ye was amused. "Man, about that, don't try to worship me."
His mother rolled her eyes. "This rascal, you're still taking it for granted."
"What you need to do now is to rest well and eat well." Old Wu picked up some more food for him and said, "You'll be going to the battlefield tomorrow, so eat more."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Alright, I understand."
Old Wu was still the best!
With just a few words, Zhang Ye was filled with fighting spirit!
Everyone knew that Zhang Ye was a stubborn and stubborn rock in the entertainment industry, but no one knew that this rock would also have moments of hesitation, weakness, and confusion. Fortunately, he had a woman like Wu Zeqing by his side. Every time he reached a critical juncture, it was Old Wu who would pull him back up again and again.
Zhang Ye had never thought of himself as a strong person. Only when Old Wu was by his side could he be invincible and move forward with indomitable will!
After lunch.
His cell phone rang. It was a video call invitation.
As Zhang Ye had been forced to take the day off, if something came up at the last minute, I Am a Singer's program team would use a video conference to ask for instructions from Zhang Ye.
The video call went through.
Everyone started reporting on their work.
Zhang Ye gave instructions one by one.
Finally, Xiao Lu asked nervously, "Teacher Zhang, will tomorrow be okay?"
Many of the people on the other end of the video call did not say anything. But it could be seen that everyone had the same expression as Zhang Ye. There was anticipation and nervousness on their faces.
Zhang Ye gave it some thought, then said a long speech to them through the cell phone camera, "I know that we don't have any advantages. When it comes to connections, Central TV is better than us. When it comes to influence, Central TV is better than us. When it comes to the audience base, Central TV has more viewers than us. When it comes to programs, Sing! has a better background, more experience, and more popularity than us. So if I say that I'm not feeling any pressure when I go to war with Central TV Department 1 this time, I would be bragging."
Xiao Lu gave a wry smile.
Dafei was frowning.
Hou Ge was panting nervously.
Han Qi was also rubbing her hands to hide her nervousness.
Zhang Ye smiled. "But we also have an advantage."
Advantage?
What advantage do we have?
Everyone immediately stared at Zhang Ye on the screen.
Zhang Ye said calmly, enunciating each word clearly, "Our advantage is — I! You! From! Come! No! Lose! Pass! "
Xiao Lu was excited!
Han Qi looked up!
Hou Ge and the others were also shocked!
Those words were too domineering!
Only Zhang Ye would dare to say something like that!
In the industry, only Zhang Ye would dare to say something like that!
That's right! They had never lost before!
To be precise, Zhang Ye had never lost before!
The Talk Show?
The Voice?
A Bite of China?
King of Masked Singers?
They had never lost before!
— This was their greatest advantage!
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