The next day.
In the morning.
The entrance of Central TV was filled with reporters. Some were from the television stations, and some were from the newspapers. All of them surrounded the entrance, and no one knew how long they had been waiting here.
Suddenly, a car drove over from afar.
"He's here!"
"It's a BMW X5!"
"Zhang Ye's car!"
"They're here!"
"Director Zhang!"
"What are your thoughts on taking over the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Can I interview him?"
"What are your plans for the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Do you have the confidence to do a good job at this year's Spring Festival Gala?"
"What's your first step in office?"
40 to 50 reporters surrounded Zhang Ye's car. The BMW X5 had no choice but to stop as it couldn't move forward anymore. A few security guards from Central TV immediately came forward to disperse the crowd, but even after shouting for a long time, it was to no avail. All of the major media outlets in the country refused to let go of Zhang Ye. The position of the executive director of the Spring Festival Gala had always been the focus of attention. Furthermore, Zhang Ye was the youngest executive director in history, as well as the most famous executive director in history. No one was willing to let go of the first-hand news of Zhang Ye's first day in office. Some of the reporters even came to wait for him in the wee hours of the morning!
No one noticed that a commercial car drove in from the side.
After parking in the parking lot, the car door opened and Zhang Ye, Ha Qiqi, Zhang Zuo, and the others got out of the car.
Zhang Ye turned around and said, "Thank goodness you all kept an eye on me."
Ha Qiqi smiled and said, "That's true. You're now the center of public opinion, so you definitely have to consider such a situation. Times are different now."
Zhang Zuo looked at the television tower. "We're back."
Little Wang said with a sigh, "I really miss the days when I was at Central TV."
Tong Fu blinked his eyes. "Are we returning home in glory?"
Ha Qiqi said in amusement, "That's not a good word to use."
"Then which word should I use?" Tong Fu asked.
Zhang Ye strode in and said, "Wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace."
Tong Fu was dumbfounded. "Director Zhang, don't scare us like that."
Zhang Zuo didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Can you not always say such scary words? Why do I feel so frightened when these words come out of your mouth? "
Little Wang: "Pfft!"
Zhang Ye said, "Let's go."
Zhang Ye was a little different today.
Compared to yesterday, his aura had changed a lot.
…
Upstairs.
Central TV's Spring Festival Gala production team's temporary encampment.
"Uh."
"Director Zhang."
"Good morning, Director."
"Director."
"Good morning, Director."
Along the way, everyone looked at Zhang Ye with complicated gazes. The look in their eyes was really hard to describe with words.
Distress?
Speechless?
Conflicted?
Guilty?
Anyway, they were all negative.
The room full of people from the Spring Festival Gala production team were all feeling extremely bitter. Thinking back to the day when Zhang Ye brought the script over for the staff meeting, he had ridiculed them to the point of suffocation. Everyone in the room had been nagged by him many times, and they were already on the verge of breaking down. But now? A few days later, Zhang Ye had gone from Central TV's arch-enemy to the executive director of Central TV's Spring Festival Gala? Become their immediate superior?
How, how could this be justified!
A few of the people in charge walked forward.
"Director, my name is Li Liyi. I'm in charge of the stage."
"I'm in charge of the dance program."
"I'm the person in charge of the screenwriting team."
"Hello, Director Zhang, I'm in charge of the music."
Everyone introduced themselves one by one.
There were dozens of members of the production team who were involved in various fields.
Among them were the current executives of Central TV, top experts in the industry, and the most outstanding scholars in the relevant fields. This was probably the gathering of the most elite of the elites in the entire country. Everyone here was the cream of the crop, and without some skill, no one would be able to join the Spring Festival Gala production team.
Zhang Ye memorized all of their names and positions.
A lot of people wanted to know what Zhang Ye's first order of business would be after he took office. The answer was actually very simple. It was to integrate the team and get everyone to work together. The waters of the Spring Festival Gala were too deep. The pressure from the higher-ups and the screening of the acts were enough to give him a headache. If the production team was also in a mess, then there would be no way for him to carry out his work. Therefore, Zhang Ye's first task was to take control of the production team!
As such, he decided to say something.
Zhang Ye said, "Hello, everyone. I'm sure you've heard the news by now. From today onward, I will be taking over the Spring Festival Gala production team. You all know my temper. I'm a straightforward person, so I'll say whatever comes to my mind. I know many of you here, and some of you have a grudge against me, some of you have quarreled with me, and some of you have even scolded me online."
Hearing that, quite a few people on the production team looked embarrassed.
Zhang Ye threw up his hands. "But it doesn't matter. It's all for the sake of work, so I can understand. I'll let bygones be bygones, so there's no need for you to feel any pressure. I'm not a petty person, so we'll be colleagues from today onward. As long as it's for the sake of work, as long as everyone works together, then anything is fine!"
"Definitely!"
"Don't worry about that!"
"Of course!"
"We'll listen to your arrangements!"
The people on the Spring Festival Gala production team responded sparsely. Their words were on point, but their tone was not very enthusiastic.
Zhang Ye looked at them and suddenly said, "Actually, to be honest, I didn't want to take on this job at the beginning. This isn't the first time many of you here have joined the Spring Festival Gala production team. Some of you have worked on the Spring Festival Gala twice, while others have worked on the Spring Festival Gala thrice. None of you have achieved success or recognition, but there are quite a few who have had to bear the blame. I believe that many of you are feeling as complicated as I am, with some hesitation and some bitterness.
Everyone smiled wryly.
That's right.
The Spring Festival Gala production team might look impressive, but it really wasn't a good job.
Zhang Ye continued, "The viewership ratings of the Spring Festival Gala are getting lower and lower, and the criticism from the people is getting louder and louder. But where do they point their fingers at? Every time, they point their fingers at the Spring Festival Gala production team. During the last Spring Festival Gala, I also played a dishonorable role in it. I also took the lead in criticizing the Spring Festival Gala and you guys, so I would like to apologize for that first. So when the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee invited me to take on the job, my first reaction was to hide as far away as I could. I didn't want to take on the job, I really didn't want to. " With a pause, he said, "But now that I'm here, I don't even know why I was so stupid at the start. Why did I take on such a job? Why did I agree to it without any reason? "
Everyone listened curiously.
I suddenly understand why I'm standing here. It's because I have feelings for the Spring Festival Gala. I love it. This is my memory, and it's also a beautiful memory that many Chinese people will never be able to erase. I don't want it to end. I don't want it to be scolded by the entire nation on that day every year. I don't want it to be criticized by everyone on that day every year! "
The few of them were moved.
They fell silent.
How could they not have feelings for the Spring Festival Gala?
Zhang Ye said loudly, "I'm a person who doesn't believe in superstitions! No one is optimistic about this year's Spring Festival Gala? I don't believe it! I still insist on creating a Spring Festival Gala that will leave the entire world's Chinese population dumbfounded! My abilities and standards are limited. But today! I'm going to throw all of my 50 kilograms of flesh here! I want to show them! I want everyone to open their eyes wide and see for themselves! The Spring Festival Gala is not over yet! "
The Spring Festival Gala was not over yet?
Everyone took a deep breath. Some sort of emotion was stirred in their hearts!
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