Evening.
6 or 7 PM.
Zhang Ye came to the unit under the moonlight. According to the company, this was a typical night shift. It was also specially approved by the Leader. It was similar to a traditional television station. Typically, a host would not keep them busy for too long before a live broadcast. At most, they would arrive an hour or two before the live broadcast to prepare. If they had to work a normal shift during the day, how could they do a live broadcast at night? They did not have enough energy!
On the first floor, the elevator happened to be open.
Zhang Ye quickly went into the elevator and caught up.
There was a man inside. Zhang Ye knew him. He was the HR person he had met on the first day he came to the company. He was the one who had asked him to fill in an English name.
The man's name was Yang Yang. He turned his head and saw Zhang Ye. His face sank.
Zhang Ye ignored him and pressed the button for his own floor, looking very carefree.
Yang Yang did not speak to him. The two of them had previously quarreled, so of course there was nothing to say!
The elevator went underground first. Zhang Ye walked out of the elevator and went straight to Recording Studio 7. When he pushed the door open, it was filled with staff.
"Is the signal okay?"
"Just a little more."
"Then let me adjust it a little more."
"Lights. Add a little more to this side. Right!"
More than ten people were busy everywhere. Some were climbing higher, some were fiddling with the equipment.
Zhang Ye saw that the person directing the scene was the WebTV department's second-in-command, Deputy Director Wang Xiong. From this, it could be seen how much importance the company placed on the live broadcast of "Zhang Ye's Talk Show". Even the department's Leader had come personally. Zhang Ye unknowingly felt a sense of pressure.
"Little Zhang, you're here?" Wang Xiong saw him.
Zhang Ye went forward, "Director Wang."
Wang Xiong looked at his face and smiled, "You look good. How's the preparation? Have you decided on the script and the jokes you're going to say? "
Zhang Ye nodded, "It's already decided."
Our company has many clerks and editors who write scripts, but they really can't write a joke segment like yours. It's their first time coming into contact with it, so before they are familiar with this format, these scripts and joke segments will have to be written by you. In the future, when they understand it, it should be much better. I will find a team of writers to work behind the scenes for you, so that you don't have to work so hard. "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's alright, CEO Wang. I'm quite good at writing such things."
Wang Xiong reminded, "Director Feng wants me to tell you that the joke segments should be original, just like the first episode. If there are no original joke segments, you can also use those online. But the company will buy the rights for the original author. At least there will not be any copyright disputes."
"Don't worry." Zhang Ye was not worried about this. He said, "The Talk Show joke segments that I write will definitely not be found online." Wang Xiong felt assured, "Haha, that's good.
Come, get ready. Put on your makeup and change your clothes. I've called the best people in the department over to help. This is the first live broadcast in the history of WebTV, so it has an extraordinary meaning. So we will take care of the backend for you. You can rest assured. The matters on stage will depend on you. Not only will many of the company's upper echelons pay attention to this live broadcast, you should have seen it online, right? There are many industry peers watching us. We don't seek to be flawless, but to do the best we can. "
Zhang Ye declared, "I will not let down the Leader's trust."
… …
Backstage.
In the aisle.
The camera department's Sister Four was chatting with the two hosts, Dong Shanshan and Wang Bei. Ah Qian and Little Yu were also present. They were chatting here and there.
Zhang Ye was stunned, "Shanshan … Teacher, aren't you busy with your program? Why are you here? "
Dong Shanshan turned around and saw him. She smiled and said, "My old classmate is doing a live broadcast today. Of course I have to come and support him. No matter how busy I am, I have to put aside my work."
Zhang Ye said happily, "You're a good friend."
Dong Shanshan added, "The main reason is that I'm afraid you will step on me again, so I have to keep an eye on you!"
Everyone laughed.
Zhang Ye then looked at Sister Four, "Sister Four, it's been hard on you."
Sister Four snapped her fingers, "What hard work? The one who has to work the hardest will be you. If anything happens during the live broadcast, the responsibility will be on you … Pui, look at this mouth of mine!" Then, without saying anything worrying or depressing, Sister Four said, "Oh right, why did you provoke that Korean Lee Parkwoo?"
Zhang Ye threw up his hands, "I don't even know him. I've never even heard of him."
Wang Bei said, "Then that person is really a grandson. He has nothing better to do but to find trouble for you. He sure has a sense of superiority. He's just a Korean. Does he think he doesn't know his place just because he has two Chinese fans? I also scolded them on Weibo during the day. That Lee Parkwoo's face is really unbearable. He acts all high and mighty, and with just a few words, those brainless fans from our country will foolishly work for him and be used by him. That Lee Parkwoo even looks like he's enjoying the process. He's too hateful! "
Little Yu echoed, "That's right, that's right! He even said that Teacher Zhang was faking it? Why doesn't he just go die? We all saw it clearly at the venue. The audience also saw it. Teacher Zhang did not even read a single word of the script from beginning to end, nor did he use the teleprompter. Lee Parkwoo is trying to slander him. I think a lot of Hallyu fans online believe it. They're all scolding Teacher Zhang and our company for faking it to fool the audience. F * * k! What the hell is this? "
Zhang Ye laughed and sighed, "It's not a big deal. If they want to say it, let them say it. I'll go change my clothes and do my makeup."
He left.
Leaving Sister Four, Dong Shanshan, Wang Bei and company looking at each other.
Eh, that's not right. Something's not right. Everyone in the company probably knew about Zhang Ye's bad temper. If someone randomly said something to him, Zhang Ye would roll up his sleeves and scold them back, much less that Korean Korean framing him. This was not Teacher Zhang Ye's style!
Ah Qian wondered, "What's wrong with Teacher Zhang?"
Sister Four also found it strange, "It's not a big deal? This isn't a big deal? He's letting it go just like that? "
It was still his old classmate, Dong Shanshan, who understood him better. She laughed and said, "This is the calm before the storm. Zhang Ye is brewing his emotions. I think that in today's program, some people will definitely be scolded badly, and … I think it won't be just a normal level of misery!"
… …
Makeup.
Change of clothes.
Zhang Ye was in charge of his attire. His own clothes were also chosen by him. The makeup artist had given him suggestions, but Zhang Ye did not listen. He insisted on wearing a suit and tie. Others might not understand talk shows, but Zhang Ye did. In his world, suits and ties were a symbol of talk shows. In this world, Zhang Ye did not want to lose it. After choosing a color that he felt was quite good, he went to the front of the screen.
A field director and a few staff members were carrying an electronic teleprompter.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Ye went up and asked.
The director said, "Uh, Director Wang said it was prepared for you."
Zhang Ye waved his hand, "Move it away. There's no need for this."
Sister Four, who was fiddling with the camera, looked over, "Teacher Little Zhang, this is a live broadcast, so there's definitely a need for some insurance. You might not need it, but just treat it as a backup. If you forget your lines …"
Zhang Ye was very stubborn as he smiled, "Sister Four, there's no 'if'. I definitely won't forget my lines. Besides, I don't even have a script. How can the teleprompter prompt me?"
The director said with a sweat, "Ah? You don't even have a script for a live broadcast? "
"When I record a program, I never use a script." Zhang Ye had said this before, and he said it again today.
The few of them did not dare to make the decision, so one of them went to seek Wang Xiong's opinion.
Wang Xiong frowned. After looking at Zhang Ye, he said to the staff member, "The person in charge of the program team is Teacher Zhang Ye. Do as he says. There's no need to ask me!"
The staff member choked and did not dare to say another word.
Towards Zhang Ye, Wang Xiong's attitude was 100% supportive.
… …
The live broadcast was counting down to 20 minutes.
The audience had already begun to enter the venue. In just a moment, Feng Guiqin and a few company Leaders walked in from the inner door. They did not sit in the first row, but sat in a corner by the side. There were other company employees who had also come. Some of them did not have tickets, but since everyone wanted to watch, they could not refuse to let their colleagues in. Hence, there were two areas on the side of the stage on the left and right. People could stand there, and the cameras would not be recording. It could be considered a special viewing area for the internal staff. The internal staff who wanted to watch the live broadcast could come. Even Yang Yang from Human Resources, who had argued with Zhang Ye, came. It was unknown if he was curious or what.
Finally.
There were 70-80 people in the audience.
There were 40-50 internal staff members who came to watch the show. It was almost the same number as the audience.
Dong Shanshan and Wang Bei had tickets for the live broadcast, so they were already sitting in the middle waiting. Some of them were looking forward to it, but most of them were worried.
Zhang Ye saw that the time was almost up, so he tested the microphone onstage, "Hello, everyone. It's almost time for the live broadcast. Today's situation will be different from the recorded broadcast. The images and sound will be transmitted online in real time, so I hope everyone will try not to do anything out of line. Thank you."
Sister Four's camera team signaled to him — there were still 10 minutes.
After the audience took their seats, they began to chat with each other.
"Are they online?"
"They are. Are you talking about Lee Parkwoo's matter?"
"That's right. That bunch of Koreans are really f * * king wicked!"
"That's right. It's already disgusting enough. You should just focus on your own development, right? You earn our money, take in our fans, and now you're scolding our host?"
"Korea has always been like this!"
"Right, that ethnic group is really stupid. They always say that everything is theirs!"
"I came to the live broadcast the last time. Teacher Zhang did not use a script. Look, there's no teleprompter today, right? This is a live broadcast. I don't think those Koreans will dare to spout nonsense when the time comes! "
"But what if something goes wrong?"
"Hai, that's true. Any kind of accident can happen during a live broadcast. I hope Teacher Zhang can fight for our countrymen and not let those Koreans see us as a joke!"
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