At Central TV.
Everyone was screaming in shock. They all felt like they were going crazy!
"Heavens!"
"This, this —"
"Heavens!"
"Is this for real?"
"Ahhhhh!"
"I'm not fucking dreaming, am I?"
"These viewership ratings — damn, are we going to pierce a hole in the sky this time?"
"If you take out the word 'want,' then we've already pierced a hole in the sky!"
…
At the SARFT.
"Chief! Chief! "
"What's the matter? We're all working, so why are you shouting? "
"The Spring Festival Gala's viewership ratings! Quick, have a look at it! "
"It's out already?"
"It's just out!"
"Let me see — Aiyo, what the heck! Is, is this real or fake? "
"After I read it, I confirmed it with the statistics department. It's real, there's no mistake in it!"
"Hurry up and send it to Chief Hu and the others! Hurry, hurry, hurry! "
…
At the newspaper firm.
The phone rang. This was the call that the editor-in-chief had been waiting for. He immediately closed the door and went back to his office. Outside, the newspaper firm's staff all looked over. Then they heard the editor-in-chief shouting in shock.
"What?"
"That's impossible!"
"There must be a mistake!"
"No, no, please confirm it again!"
"Really?"
"Damn, are you sure it's real?"
A minute later, the editor-in-chief pushed open the door and came out.
Everyone stood up and waited.
"Chief Editor, how much is it?"
"We're preparing to publish the manuscript!"
"Right, it's all ready!"
The editor-in-chief's spittle flew everywhere as he said, "Invalidate the previous drafts! Immediately! Rewrite it immediately! Hurry, hurry, hurry, do it as fast as you can! "
"Ah?"
"Isn't it all ready?"
"Didn't you prepare a copy for 20% and 30% respectively?"
The editors did not understand.
The editor-in-chief said angrily, "Neither of these two viewership ratings are right!" He lowered his head and picked up a pen to write a number on a piece of paper. "Take a look for yourselves!" Then he turned around and left.
Many of the editors rushed forward to take a look and were stunned!
…
In the crosstalk world.
The news came quickly.
Upon hearing that number, many of the crosstalk actors who had a grudge against Zhang Ye nearly gasped in shock. They were all dumbfounded!
"F * ck!"
"Is there a mistake?"
"It's fake! It must be a fake! "
"Only a fool would believe such a viewership rating!"
"Impossible!"
"Yes, that's impossible!"
…
It was a gathering of the directing industry.
There was silence.
There was another silence.
"Old Li."
"Yes."
"What do you think after seeing the ratings?"
"I don't have any thoughts. This is his ability."
"Just what kind of person is this Zhang Ye? You're the only one among us who has dealt with him before."
"Who is it?"
"Yes."
"He's an eccentric!"
"Fortunately, this guy doesn't know how to make movies and TV shows. Otherwise, apart from Old Li and Old Han, the rest of us would have no food to eat."
"This rating is really f * cking scary!"
…
Shanghai.
At the house of the former executive director of the Spring Festival Gala.
After receiving the news, he almost fainted!
His wife asked, "Old Wan, what's the matter? Has the Spring Festival Gala's viewership ratings been released? "
Old Wan's face turned green. "That's too fucking far apart!"
His wife was stunned. "What? Could this year's Spring Festival Gala have exceeded 30%? That's not that far off. The Spring Festival Gala that you directed also had a viewership rating of 22%. How high is it this year? "
Old Wan coughed. He was too embarrassed to tell his wife.
…
Beijing Television.
Hu Fei walked in. "Zhang Ye is going to defy the heavens!"
Xiao Lu was stunned. "It's out?"
Dafei hurriedly said, "How much? How much? "
Hou Ge and Hou Di also rushed over. "It's over 30%?"
"30%?" Hu Fei chuckled and passed the viewership ratings table to them. "Take a look for yourselves. There's no one in the domestic entertainment industry who can stop Little Zhang!"
When they finished reading it, they nearly jumped up!
They were all dumbfounded!
"This —"
"This —"
"Oh my God!"
…
At Zhang Ye's maternal grandma's house.
Just as he and Wu Zeqing arrived, their phones rang at the same time.
Wu Zeqing was calling from the SARFT.
Zhang Ye was calling from Ha Qiqi at Central TV.
On the other end of the line, Ha Qiqi's voice was trembling. "Director Zhang! This is too godly! You're too godly! The viewership ratings are out! It's unbelievable! "
Zhang Ye smiled. "Calm down, calm down."
Ha Qiqi said excitedly, "I can't calm down! Do you know how much it is? "
Zhang Ye chuckled and said, "I already guessed it. We've spent so much time and effort on the Spring Festival Gala. We've been tired out and scolded. If the viewership ratings don't look good, we can't continue working here."
Ha Qiqi said in admiration, "So you already guessed it?"
"That's right," Zhang Ye said.
Ha Qiqi said, "You're still the one who can keep your cool."
Zhang Ye said in amusement, "What was the final tally?"
So Ha Qiqi told him.
Zhang Ye was taken aback. "How much?"
Ha Qiqi asked suspiciously. She repeated.
Zhang Ye looked stunned. "What?"
Ha Qiqi said in surprise, "Eh? Didn't you already guess it? "
"Ah? Ah, yes, yes, I guessed it. " Zhang Ye said in a daze, "This viewership rating is clearly within my expectations. It's not too low or too high, so it's pretty good. Alright, Sister Ha, the viewership ratings are out. You and Brother Zuo should hurry home for the new year. You've worked hard."
On the other end, Zhang Zuo also took the call. "Director Zhang, hahahahaha, what's there to work hard about? When we heard about the viewership ratings, Old Ha and I were so pumped up! We'll be able to hold on for another two months of filming for the Spring Festival Gala! But you're really amazing. You even managed to guess such a viewership rating? "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Of course. Otherwise, I'd be the executive director."
He hung up.
Wu Zeqing was looking at Zhang Ye and smiling.
His uncles and aunts were all staring at him.
His parents, sisters, and mother were all getting anxious.
"Little Ye, how much?"
"Bro, tell us quickly!"
"Aiya, I'm dying of anxiety!"
"Bro, you already guessed it?"
Zhang Ye gave a calm smile. "Of course. Everything was within my control, so of course I guessed the viewership ratings —" Saying this, he finally couldn't keep up the act any longer. He threw his head back and let out a long howl. Then he shouted, "Your sister! What the hell am I supposed to guess! I thought that Old Ha was going to tell me 30%! That's exactly what I guessed! "
Wu Zeqing was tickled by her husband.
…
On Weibo.
In the forums.
In the media.
In the industry.
The SARFT.
In the entertainment industry.
At the entertainment companies.
In the overseas Chinese community.
The moment the viewership ratings for the Spring Festival Gala were announced, it blew up both at home and abroad. Wherever it could blow up, it blew up!
When they saw this viewership rating, everyone was dumbfounded!
Not to mention others, even Zhang Ye himself was dumbfounded!
It wasn't that everyone was shocked, nor was it because they had never seen the world before. Some people had predicted that this year's Spring Festival Gala's viewership ratings would be heaven-defying, but no one could have expected it to be this heaven-defying. This was a viewership rating that could pierce through the heavens!
— 56.8%!
The country was shocked!
The world was shocked!
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