On Friday, Zhang Ye had a day off.
With Xiao Lu's instructions, he switched on the television at home and switched to the Arts Channel.
"Beijing's BTV Arts Channel's new program, 'Lecture Room', invites Beijing's famous radio host, Silver Microphone Award winner, Beijing Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet champion, Beijing Couplet Competition champion, famous poet, famous literary author, famous children's author, famous supernatural bestseller, famous advertising man, and the leader of internet buzzwords — Teacher Zhang Ye. With him as the lecturer, he will bring us to experience the times of the Three Kingdoms. He will tell everyone about the Three Kingdoms that you do not know. BTV-Arts, this Saturday at 1 PM. We look forward to your viewing!"
There were so many titles that Zhang Ye's face turned red from hearing them. Furthermore, every title had the prefix "famous" attached to it. Although Zhang Ye did have works and achievements in these areas, he knew very well that his titles were still a long way from being famous. He did not deserve it. However, it was advertising, so there was no other way. It was always done this way. Before the broadcast, there had to be some gimmicks to attract attention.
This was advertising in their own channel.
Hence, they spared no effort to brag for Zhang Ye.
At this moment, on the internet, some video hosting websites were promoting "Lecture Room". This was because of Hu Fei. As a former famous program producer from Central TV, since the Beijing Television Station had headhunted him, they definitely had to give him some preferential treatment. Naturally, the station had given him quite a lot of advertising and online promotions for his new program. It could be said that they had put in all their effort for it!
Everything was ready.
Now, it all depended on tomorrow's viewership ratings!
Zhang Ye had also heard from Hu Fei about the Leader's attitude. If the viewership ratings were not ideal, he would not have the chance to continue recording "Lecture Room" as a lecturer. It was very likely that the program would return to its original template and plan. Zhang Ye would have to continue being a guest host. Hou Ge, Xiao Lu, and the other colleagues were all on tenterhooks. However, Zhang Ye did not feel much pressure, or it could be said that he was not worried at all!
It was only 1% of a local station's viewership ratings!
What program was this? This was "Lecture Room"!
Although Zhang Ye did not know what the viewership ratings would be, he estimated that it would not be less than 1%. If not, he might as well jump into a river!
… …
Saturday.
12 PM.
Zhang Ye prepared to make some food to fill his stomach before going to the office to watch the broadcast with his colleagues. However, as he was rummaging through the fridge, someone knocked on the door.
Dong, dong.
The knocking was slow and muffled.
Zhang Ye went over to open the door. He did not see anyone at first glance, but when he looked down, he saw a very short little girl. It was Rao Chenchen.
Chenchen glanced at him. "My aunt is asking you to eat."
Zhang Ye said happily, "I haven't eaten yet. Let's go."
The two of them went to the landlady's house. Rao Aimin was taking off her apron and had already prepared dinner. When she saw Zhang Ye, she called out, "Let's eat!"
"Oh, thank you Landlady Auntie." Zhang Ye did not stand on ceremony. He took a pair of chopsticks and wolfed down the food.
Rao Aimin mocked him, "Look at the way you eat, are you a hungry ghost? Let me tell you, I have to go out in the afternoon to help Chen-chen with her household registration. I didn't manage to do it last time, so I have to go again this time. I won't be home, so take care of the child for me. I don't feel at ease leaving it to someone else. "
Zhang Ye gave a wry smile, "Well, so I didn't eat for nothing. Landlady Auntie, I'm not resting today. I still have to go to work in the afternoon."
Rao Aimin raised her eyebrows, "Then I don't care. Anyway, I'm leaving the child to you."
Zhang Ye said helplessly, "Then can't I bring the child to the television station?"
At this moment, Chenchen looked at him and said in a low voice, "The television station, I want to watch it!"
"There's nothing to see there. It's just offices and equipment!" Zhang Ye said.
Chenchen ignored him and stared into his eyes, "Zhang Ye, bring me to the television station."
"You guys decide. I won't care." After eating, Rao Aimin packed her things and left.
Zhang Ye was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He could not leave Chenchen alone at home. After thinking it over, he drove the BMW X5 to the office with Chenchen.
… …
At the entrance of the television station.
After getting out of the car, Zhang Ye stretched out his hand with his palm facing up.
Chenchen looked at him and reluctantly stuffed her little hand into Zhang Ye's hand.
Zhang Ye brought the little kid upstairs. Along the way, many of the television station's staff kept looking in Chenchen's direction. They were extremely fond of her.
"She's so beautiful!"
"Yo, whose child is this?"
"She's so cute? I really want to pinch her. "
"Eh, isn't that Zhang Ye? He has a child? "
Upstairs, in the program team's office. The moment Zhang Ye brought the child in, it became lively!
Xiao Lu's heart melted, "Aiyo, aiyo, this child is so beautiful!"
Zhang Ye explained, "She's my neighbor's child. She had something to do in the afternoon, so she asked me to take care of her for a day. So I brought her to the office." Looking at Hu Fei, he said embarrassedly, "Leader, what do you think?"
Hu Fei smiled, "It's alright. We have a lot of people here anyway. When you record the program, just let someone else take care of the child for you."
Zhang Ye glanced at Chenchen and gave a wry smile, "I guess I'll have to take care of her. No one else can take care of this child."
Xiao Lu smiled and walked over, "What's there not to take care of? I'm an expert at taking care of children. Back then, I took care of my nephew for a week. He played with me very well. "Saying that, she bent down and said to Chenchen," Little kid, you're so cute. Let Big Sis give you a hug. "
Chenchen glanced at her, "Auntie, there's no need."
Xiao Lu nearly fainted, "Who's Auntie? I'm Big Sis! "
Chenchen looked at her a few more times before letting out a laugh, "Hur Hur."
Xiao Lu nearly vomited a mouthful of blood.
Hou Ge volunteered himself. "Let me do it, let me do it. Her small body can't carry you. Little guy, uncle will lift you up."
Lift me high?
Chenchen pouted, "Childish."
Hou Ge, "…" He immediately suffered internal injuries.
"None of you can do it. Watch me. When dealing with a child, you have to cater to her preferences." Dafei chuckled and called out to her, "Come over to Uncle. Uncle will teach you how to play games."
Chenchen did not look at him, but looked at Zhang Ye, "Zhang Ye, you can still play games during working hours? No wonder television programs these days are getting boring. The employees don't even work. "
Dafei nearly tripped over as he carefully looked at Hu Fei.
Hu Fei laughed out loud, "This young lady sure is interesting."
Only then did everyone understand why Zhang Ye said that even during the recording, only he could look after the child. No one else could. How was this a child? She was clearly a little adult, and her words were too sarcastic!
Xiao Lu and company tried a few more times to communicate with Chenchen, but to no avail. Not to mention carrying the child, even if they wanted to hold Chenchen's hand and bring her to the television station, Chenchen would not agree. Her little hand was only held by Zhang Ye. No one else could. The little kid did not acknowledge it!
Hu Fei suddenly looked at his watch, "Stop fooling around. The program is starting."
"Right, right. I nearly forgot. Quick, switch on the television." Xiao Lu immediately switched on the television. The office was equipped with one, and the television was very good. It was more than 50 inches and hung on the wall. It could be adjusted at any time. She then turned her head to Chenchen and said, "Little rascal, your Uncle Zhang Ye will be appearing on television soon. Don't mention Feng Cai anymore. The heavy burden of our program has fallen on your uncle's shoulders. Whether the program stays or goes will depend on today's viewership ratings."
Everyone sat in front of the television. Although they had watched the recording live, and had watched the tape during the editing, the feeling was still very different from watching it after the broadcast.
"It's coming!"
"Time's up."
"Heh, Teacher Zhang's photogenic skills are quite good."
"That's right. The spirit of a literary scholar can be seen at a glance."
Zhang Ye was actually quite happy in his heart. He quickly said, "Not at all, not at all."
This was his first time appearing on television, and it was even his solo program. Furthermore, the time slot was quite good, so of course Zhang Ye was excited. Seeing his heroic performance on television, he was impressed by himself. Hence, he immediately took out his cell phone and sent a few text messages to his parents. As for his relatives and friends, he also informed his three younger sisters so that they could all watch TV.
It was different from a small place like the radio station. This was a television station. It was a brand new step for Zhang Ye. It was Zhang Ye's first step towards a bigger stage.
"The empty fort strategy … does not exist at all!"
"As the river flows east, the waves wash away all the heroes of the ages!"
After the program ended, the commercials began.
Immediately, Xiao Lu, Dafei, and the others in the office all applauded. The applause was for Zhang Ye.
Hu Fei stood up and left. It was obvious that he was not so sure, "I'll go get the viewership ratings!"
"You're coming out so early?" Xiao Lu said in surprise.
Hu Fei said, "The calculation of this time is just a preliminary viewership rating. It's not accurate, but it's not much different from the actual viewership ratings. It won't deviate too much."
Hu Fei left.
Only the few of them were left waiting anxiously.
Hou Ge mustered up his courage and said, "It shouldn't be a problem. Teacher Little Zhang said it very well."
"It's better to be safe than sorry. What if the audience doesn't buy it?" Xiao Lu was worried.
Dafei asked, "How much do you expect? I estimate it to be 2%. "
"The first episode can get so many? Isn't that unrealistic? "Hou Di said," I estimate it to be 1.5%. "
Xiao Lu said, "Anyway, as long as it's 1%, I'll be satisfied with the program."
As they chatted, Zhang Ye did not say a word. He was actually more concerned about the final viewership rating than anyone else. This was because every number and every result in the television station was Zhang Ye's future capital and confidence. Naturally, he placed great importance on it. Clearly, he would not stay in the television station forever, nor would he stay in this program forever. He had to go to a higher place to develop himself. Now, "Lecture Room" was a historical and educational program. Be it the host or the lecturer, they did not have high requirements for looks. The main requirements were knowledge and the ability to give lectures. Without a doubt, this was the best place for Zhang Ye. It was the most suitable place for him to develop. As long as he could lay a good foundation here and produce decent results, it would pave a solid path for Zhang Ye to enter the core of the entertainment industry in the future.
That was a place where people were ruthless. Zhang Ye could not rely on his looks like others, so he could only rely on his qualifications and abilities!
Viewership ratings?
Let's hope it's higher!
Just as everyone was tossing and turning, Hu Fei returned.
"Brother Hu!"
"How was it?"
"What's the rough rating? Did it pass 1%? "
Everyone kept asking. When Zhang Ye saw Hu Fei's expression, his heart skipped a beat.
At this moment, Hu Fei's expression was sullen. He did not seem to be in a good mood. Hearing them speak, Hu Fei absentmindedly walked to his seat and sat down. He did not speak for a long time.
Xiao Lu's heart also turned cold, "Not even 1%?"
Dafei gasped, "Our program is going to be axed? Or is there going to be a replacement? "
However, who knew that Hu Fei, who had been sullen for a long time, would suddenly let go of his solemn expression. He threw his head back and laughed a few times, "The preliminary results of the ratings are 7.8%! Our program is popular! And it's very popular! The Arts Channel's Leaders, the television station's Leaders, the other program teams' staff and the statisticians were all dumbfounded when they saw this result! All of them could not believe it! Hahahaha! "
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