The next day.
At the studio.
At 9 AM, Yao Jiancai arrived dressed in a down jacket.
"Teacher Yao, you're here?"
"Where's Director Zhang?"
"Director Zhang is upstairs sunbathing on the balcony."
"Heh, why is he sunbathing in the middle of winter?"
"The work for the Spring Festival Gala has been put on hold, so Director Zhang has nothing to do."
"I'll go and have a look."
On the balcony.
Zhang Ye was really sunbathing on a deck chair.
Yao Jiancai said in a speechless manner, "Kid, aren't you cold?"
"Old Yao, you're here?" Zhang Ye crossed his legs and pretended to be an artistic youth. "I'm cold, but no matter how cold it is, it can't be compared to the coldness in my heart. Standing in the cold wind, I can feel the loneliness of this world."
Yao Jiancai rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about?"
"Then what should I do?" Zhang Ye said with nothing to do.
Yao Jiancai asked, "You don't have any work scheduled?"
Zhang Ye shrugged. "For the Spring Festival Gala, I've turned down all my other work. I haven't been assigned anything for the past two months, so I can only stay here and sunbathe."
Ding dong.
Ding dong.
The doorbell downstairs rang.
Yao Jiancai asked him, "Shanshan is here?"
Zhang Ye shook his head. "I don't know."
At this moment, Ha Qiqi called out to him from downstairs. "Director Zhang, we have guests."
"Who is it?" Zhang Ye shouted downstairs.
Ha Qiqi said, "It's a leader from Central TV."
Central TV?
A leader?
Zhang Ye and Old Yao were taken aback.
When he went downstairs, Zhang Ye also saw the people who had arrived. The person leading the group turned out to be a deputy station head of Central TV. His surname was Hong, and Zhang Ye knew him. However, he did not have much dealings with him back when he was at Central TV. This Deputy Station Head Hong was probably the only person in the Central TV leadership who had not quarreled with Zhang Ye before. Deputy Station Head Hong was followed by quite a number of people, both men and women. There were about eight of them.
What kind of lineup was this?
What were they here for?
Zhang Ye wondered.
Ha Qiqi, Zhang Zuo, and the others were also confused.
Zhang Ye smiled and put out his hand. "Station Head Hong, welcome."
"Boss Zhang, you're too polite." Deputy Station Head Hong shook hands with him. "I hope I'm not disturbing you?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "No, I'm not. I have nothing to do here. What brings you here, Station Head Hong?"
Deputy Station head Hong said, "I'm here because of the Spring Spring Festival."
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "The Spring Festival Gala?"
"Yes." Deputy Station Head Hong looked inside. "Can I have a word with you?"
Zhang Ye said to his assistant, "Little Wang, vacate the conference room."
Little Wang replied, "Alright!"
The group went to the conference room, and the two groups sat facing each other.
Before the other party could say anything, Zhang Ye started nagging, "Station Head Hong, I was just about to talk to you about the Spring Festival Gala. Just what happened? Will we still be able to schedule this program? Would the first trial still be held? Everyone is very emotional now. Old Li is such a good person, just let him do his job well. Look at all of you, you even angered him away. I'm not targeting you, Chief Hong, but this matter is really not pretty. "
Boss Zhang, the truth is that the Spring Festival Gala is no longer under the control of our Central TV. We still have to follow the guidance of the higher-ups. I've seen a few of Old Li's proposals, and I agree with one or two of them. Central TV is very supportive of them as well. We also want to make changes and innovate, but if the higher-ups don't agree to it, we won't be able to carry it out. The Spring Festival Gala is not a simple gala. There are too many aspects involved in it, and it can't be explained in just a few words. "
Zhang Ye threw up his hands. "Then what about our show?"
Deputy Station Head Hong said, "The executive director has not been decided yet, so the program's matters are still hanging in the air."
Zhang Ye did not care about anything else. All he cared about now was whether his show would be able to get on the Spring Festival Gala. "Then hurry up and decide on it. There's not much time left. "
Deputy Station Head Hong: "That's right."
"Yeah."
Deputy Station Head Hong: "Yes."
What are you musing about?
I'm in a hurry over here!
Zhang Ye looked at him, puzzled.
Deputy Station Head Hong pondered for a moment, then said seriously, "That's why I brought my team here today. Boss Zhang, after the recommendation, screening, and voting of the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee, as well as the approval of the higher-ups, I represent the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee to officially invite you to helm this year's Central TV Spring Festival Gala!"
His words were shocking!
Yao Jiancai was dumbfounded!
Ha Qiqi was dumbfounded!
Zhang Zuo was dumbfounded!
The staff of Zhang Ye's Studio were all dumbfounded!
What?
Let Zhang Ye helm the Spring Festival Gala?
Fuck, have you all gone crazy?
For a moment, the entire conference room fell silent!
Deputy Station Head Hong called out, "Boss Zhang?"
Zhang Ye stared and pointed at himself. "Me?"
Deputy Station Head Hong nodded. "Yes."
"You guys are inviting me?" Zhang Ye immediately said, "Can you guys stop joking?"
An accompanying supervisor said with a wry smile, "Boss Zhang, we're not joking. The higher-ups have already given their approval, and the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee has also held a meeting to discuss it. You're the most suitable candidate right now. As long as you agree, you'll be the executive director of this year's Spring Festival Gala from now on!"
Zhang Ye said dumbfoundedly, "But I've never held a gala before!"
Another female executive pushed up her glasses and said, "It's true that you don't have any experience directing large-scale galas, but that doesn't stop you from being an excellent variety show director. No, 'excellent' might not be enough to describe it. You're currently ranked number one among the variety show directors in the country, and you're one of the directors with the highest overall standards in the industry. If we can invite Director Li Ke, why can't we invite you? Both of you are top directors in your respective fields, and if we're talking about the scope of the industry, be it your shows like I Am a Singer or The Voice, these kinds of staged competitions are much smaller than the scope of a film or large-scale gala. "
Zhang Ye waved it off, then rubbed his forehead. "Let me take a breather, I'm a little confused."
Deputy Station Head Hong said, "Boss Zhang, just agree to it. It's a mess everywhere right now. The media is speculating, and everyone is panicking. The position of executive director is empty, so we can't do anything about it." With a pause, he said, "I also know that it's not easy to be the executive director of the Spring Festival Gala. There are a lot of rules and regulations, and there's a limit to how much you can do. But I feel that this is a good time to test a director's ability, so it definitely won't be a problem for you to oversee it."
No problem, my ass!
You make it sound so simple!
Are you trying to bluff a fool?!
Zhang Ye said, "I also like the Spring Festival Gala. I've watched it since I was young, so I have some feelings for it. But how am I supposed to do this job? How can this situation be saved so easily! Just look at Old Li. He hasn't even directed the Spring Festival Gala yet, but he's already being scolded so badly? Just look at how badly he's being criticized? If I were to take the role and finish directing the Spring Festival Gala, wouldn't I be scolded like a dog?! What about my reputation? Where would I put my reputation? "
Deputy Station Head Hong: "…"
Everyone who was accompanying him: "…"
They were all a little speechless!
Reputation?
What reputation do you have!
Getting scolded?
You're speaking as if no one will scold you if you don't direct the Spring Festival Gala!
But they were too embarrassed to say that out loud.
Deputy Station Head Hong said, "Boss Zhang, don't joke around. You're a seasoned veteran, so why would you care about something like that? If you say that Old Li is infuriated by a few scoldings, I can believe it. If you say that other Spring Festival Gala directors can't take it anymore, I can believe it. But you, Boss Zhang? I really don't believe it. You've been through a lot more than anyone else, have you? How could you care less about this little bit of gossip and gossip? Impossible! "
Zhang Ye was furious!
Your sister!
You're speaking as if I'm a thick-skinned person!
This bro also has his own pride, alright!
Zhang Ye said, "I'll have to think about it."
Deputy Station Head Hong nodded and said, "Sure, that's what you should do."
Zhang Ye looked at them. "Then everyone —"
"There's no need, Boss Zhang." Deputy Station Head Hong said, "We'll just wait here. Let us know when you've thought about it so that we can go back and report to the higher-ups."
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "No, I meant that you all should go back first."
Deputy Station Head Hong said, "This is an urgent matter that has to be decided immediately. We don't have anything to do even if we go back, so you can think about it. We'll wait for your news."
Zhang Ye could only say, "Little Zhou, entertain them for a while."
Little Zhou stayed behind to entertain them.
Zhang Ye and the others went out and went upstairs to discuss some matters.
"What do you guys think?" Zhang Ye asked them the moment he went upstairs.
He had thought that this group of people would strongly oppose it, but who could have expected that it would not be the case at all!
Little Wang shouted, "Accept it!"
Tong Fu said excitedly, "Of course we'll accept it!"
Zhang Zuo's breathing quickened. "Director Zhang, this is a great opportunity. If you can direct the Spring Festival Gala well, your name will go down in history!"
Zhang Ye rolled his eyes. "My name will go down in history? I'm just afraid that I'll go down in history! "
Yao Jiancai said, "But you're already going down in history. Even if you don't direct the Spring Festival Gala, aren't you still getting scolded by so many people every day? How much worse can your reputation get? Other people might be afraid of ruining their reputations and losing the reputation they've built up over the years, but you're not afraid! You won't have anything left to lose! "
Zhang Ye said angrily, "Your grandpa!"
Ha Qiqi could not hide her excitement. "Director Zhang, accept it!"
"Yeah!"
"Let's accept it!"
"Who's afraid of who!"
"An opportunity like this only comes once in a lifetime!"
"There are so many people who want to direct the Spring Festival Gala but don't have the chance!"
"Right, let's accept it first before we talk!"
This matter was too big!
It was even bigger than anything Zhang Ye had ever done!
This was Central TV's Spring Festival Gala, and he was the executive director of it. The higher-ups were watching, the media was watching, the people were watching, and the entire world's Chinese population was watching. If he directed it well, that would be fine. But if there were any problems, then wouldn't Zhang Ye become a sinner of the nation? Honestly speaking, Zhang Ye only wanted to perform a skit or crosstalk. He did not think of anything else, so he was not mentally prepared for this at all. This invitation came too suddenly! Even he, who had always been decisive, was hesitating at this moment!
Should he accept it?
Should he accept it or not?
Everyone in the studio stared at him, waiting for him to make a decision.
Zhang Ye clenched his teeth. "Then let science speak for us!"
Science?
What science?
Everyone was taken aback.
Then Zhang Ye took out a coin from his pocket and flicked it into the air piously. "Believe in science. If it's heads, I'll accept it. If it's tails, I won't accept it."
Ding ling ling!
Under everyone's speechless gaze, the coin landed on the ground!
It was heads!
"Wow!"
"Heads!"
"Accept it!"
"Accept it, Director Zhang!"
Zhang Ye hesitated for a moment. "Why don't I toss it again?"
Everyone was speechless.
Zhang Ye let out a long sigh. "Alright then, isn't it just the executive director of the Spring Festival Gala? Isn't it just a scapegoat? I've already taken the blame for the plaza dance incident, so what's one more? I'll accept it! "
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