There were still five hours left before the Spring Festival Gala began.
Main Control Room.
There were surveillance screens all around.
Zhang Ye assumed command of the situation.
"Plane 10."
"Director, I'm here."
"The camera is off, move it a little to the left."
"Alright."
"Stage, Stage, please reply."
"Director, please instruct me."
"What about the screen that had problems yesterday?"
"It's already been replaced."
"One last confirmation."
"Roger that."
All the departments were making their final adjustments!
…
There were still four hours left before the Spring Festival Gala began.
The leaders of the Spring Festival Gala's organizing committee had arrived. Looking at their expressions, none of them looked relaxed. They were all tensed up as well. It was almost time to test the results of this year's Spring Festival Gala, so they were also very nervous. The viewership ratings task assigned to them by the higher-ups and the pressure on their shoulders made it hard for them to breathe. This feeling was not as intense in the past, but as the countdown for the Spring Festival Gala began, the anxiety in their hearts grew heavier.
"Director Zhang, how's the preparation going?"
"Everything is ready."
"There won't be any problems, right?"
"How can I say that? I've done everything I can. If there's really an emergency, I'll just deal with it as soon as possible. After all, it's a live broadcast. It's impossible to be perfect."
"Now that you've put it that way, we're even more uncertain."
"That's right, Director Zhang, you have to give us an explanation."
"Can the ratings be stabilized this time?"
Everyone spoke one after another.
Zhang Ye smiled. "Don't worry, everyone. Leave it to me."
The leaders looked at each other and smiled bitterly. What kind of answer was that?
In recent years, the viewership ratings for the Spring Festival Gala had been dropping year by year.
Three years ago: 23%
The year before: 22%
Last year: 19%
It had already fallen below 20%, which was the lowest point in history. If it were to fall any further, there would really be no way for them to report to the higher-ups. The higher-ups had already given them the task of stabilizing the viewership ratings for this year's Spring Festival Gala. If they could pull the viewership ratings back to 20%, then the task would be considered complete.
20%!
Doesn't look like much?
But could they really do it?
Could they really stop the decline of the Spring Festival Gala?
…
There were still three hours before the Spring Festival Gala began.
Backstage was packed with performers.
"Let's put on makeup!"
"It's too early."
"Where are my clothes? Where are the clothes? "
"Why don't you look in the cabinet?"
"Found it! You scared me to death! "
"Aiyo, where are my lines? Show me again, I forgot my lines. "
"Xiao Xu, don't be nervous!"
"How can I not be nervous?"
"Shall we rehearse again?"
Some people nervously went to the toilet.
Someone was pacing back and forth, adjusting his breathing.
Some of them were regulars of the Spring Festival Gala, such as Zhang Yuanqi, Ci Xiufang, and Zhang Xia. They were all very calm, especially Zhang Yuanqi, who had just arrived at Central TV on the dot. She knew what to do and had experience with the Spring Festival Gala, so she was naturally able to keep her cool. But for the others, it was different. This was the first time that most of the performers had appeared on the Spring Festival Gala, so the suffocating pressure and nervousness that they felt was needless to say.
At this moment, Zhang Ye went backstage to cheer them on.
"Little Hu Die."
"Teacher, Teacher Zhang."
"Oh, why are you all stuttering?"
"I-I-I'm nervous!"
"You don't stutter, do you?"
"Ah?"
"It's okay to stutter, as long as your legs don't stutter."
"Pu! Don't worry, I can spin it! "
Hu Die was tickled by this and immediately relaxed.
"Where are the laborer brothers?"
"We're here. Teacher Zhang, we're here."
"What do you mean? I heard that the two of you went to the washroom more than ten times? "
"Ah, uh."
"We were a little scared, but then it became a reflex reaction."
"Now that you're onstage, you have to hold it in. Hold it in for three minutes. Once you're done singing, I don't care if you use the washroom for the rest of the day. If you really can't hold it in, you can ask Little Hu Die for some advice. Look at her. She didn't even blink after going to the washroom for four hours.
Hu Die was floored!
The laborer brothers smiled wryly.
Zhang Ye went to look for Ci Xiufang's team.
"Auntie Ci, are you still rehearsing?"
"Yes, let's go through it two more times. Otherwise, I won't be able to rest easy."
"Everyone, take a break. I don't recommend that you continue practicing. Otherwise, the novelty will be gone. If you wait until you've toughened your skin, you won't be able to perform well and won't have the desire to perform. You've all done very well during the rehearsals, so there's no need for you to familiarize yourselves. Listen to me on this and save your energy for when you're onstage!"
"Alright, you're the director, so we'll listen to you."
Finally, Zhang Ye found the deaf-mute dance team.
Qi Xiaomei was signing to the children, as though she were encouraging them.
Zhang Ye walked over. "Teacher Qi, how is it?"
Qi Xiaomei turned around and said, "Ah, Director Zhang, about this, the children are a little nervous. But don't worry, we will definitely complete our mission and not let you down."
Zhang Ye nodded and looked at the girls. Suddenly, he raised his hand and gestured a few times. He paused and thought for a moment before gesturing a few more times.
Qi Xiaomei was stunned.
The children were also stunned!
Sign language?
The first sentence was: Do your best.
The second sentence was: You guys will be fine.
Seeing their expressions, Zhang Ye could not help but feel a little embarrassed. "Not up to standard, right? I just learned a few moves from someone. "
Qi Xiaomei shook her head vehemently. "No, it's standard, extremely standard!"
In order to encourage them, as the executive director of the Spring Festival Gala, he was so busy every day that he did not even have time to sleep, yet he actually learned sign language for them?
The girls' eyes were a little red, and their hearts were especially touched. They looked at each other and saw the determination in each other's eyes. They had to dance well! He must not embarrass Teacher Zhang!
…
There were still two hours left before the Spring Festival Gala began.
The gate opened and a large number of spectators entered and took their seats.
"Wow, so big?"
"The stage has been changed?"
"It's really not bad. I wonder what the lighting effect is like."
"It's about to start. You'll be able to see it."
"I'm looking forward to it."
"Yeah, I wonder how it will be this year."
"Let's see what kind of answer Zhang Ye can hand in."
Famous people.
Leader.
Workers.
Teacher.
Students.
People from all walks of life entered the venue.
…
There was still an hour left before the Spring Festival Gala began.
All the family members had come to Grandma's house.
Zhang Ye's three sisters cheered the loudest!
"The Spring Festival Gala! The Spring Festival Gala! "
"Why hasn't it started yet?"
"Almost there."
"Aiya, I can't wait!"
"You three eat first. Eat and watch at the same time."
"Coming, coming!"
…
There were only a few minutes left before the Spring Festival Gala began.
All the staff members were completely focused.
All the staff members stood at their posts.
Zhang Ye had long since returned to the central control room. Seeing the second hand ticking away, his heart was thumping uncontrollably. He took a deep breath to calm himself down and felt a little better.
They had finally arrived!
The time had finally come!
Come on, this bro is ready!
I don't know if you'll like it? I don't know if you'll like it, but this is my Spring Festival Gala. This is my gift to all of you on Lunar New Year's Eve!
Please accept it.
Zhang Ye said loudly.
"All departments, get ready!
"Counting down!
"Five!
"Four!
"Three!
"Two!
"One!
Time's up!
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