It was late at night.
The sky turned dark early. It was actually only 9 PM.
His father knocked on the door, "Little Ye, I'm going to bed with your mom."
"OK, the two of you sleep." Zhang Ye turned off his computer and said outside.
His father said, "Are you eating breakfast tomorrow? What time are you waking up? "
Zhang Ye smiled, "Yes, I have a morning class tomorrow, so I definitely have to wake up early. Wake me up at 7 or 8 AM. I want to eat tofu pudding."
"OK, got it. I'll get your mom to buy it for you in the morning." His father said.
Suddenly, Zhang Ye's cellphone rang. It was an unknown number.
Zhang Ye picked it up, "Hello, who is this?"
"Teacher Zhang Ye, I'm a producer for a program at Beijing Television." It was a male voice. It was hard to tell how old he was. He could be in his thirties or forties.
Zhang Ye acknowledged. When he heard that it was from Beijing Television, his tone did not change. He smiled, "Hello, may I know why you're looking for me?"
That person said, "Beijing Television just happened to have an empty program scheduled for the end of February. There's still about a month to two months to prepare. We thought that Sinology is very popular now, so we would like to do a program similar to 'Lecture Room'. However, we will not be testing the waters on the Arts Channel, but will premiere it on the satellite channel. As for the lecturer, we have not decided yet, but after much discussion, we feel that you're the most suitable. Teacher Zhang, you used to be an old employee of Beijing Television, so you should know that the station had no choice but to deal with you that time …"
Zhang Ye interrupted, "I understand. Don't worry, I'm not that petty." Zhang Ye knew this very well. Beijing Radio Station's suppression of him was something that Zhang Ye would remember for life. He would never forget it, but Beijing Television Station's firing was not something that Zhang Ye cared about. This was because Zhang Ye was the one who sabotaged the live broadcast. He was already prepared to be fired. He knew that they were just doing their job. Zhang Ye knew the difference between the two. He was not an unreasonable person, but … "But I don't plan on taking on similar programs for the time being."
That person said, "You can talk about other things too. For example, Water Margin or Journey to the West. Well, let me put it this way. As long as you are the lecturer, we will use you. We don't care what you talk about!" This could be said to be the greatest affirmation for a host or lecturer.
Zhang Ye thought about it and decided to reject it for the time being. "My schedule for the next few months is a little full, so I might not be able to find the time. Let's talk about it in the future."
That person didn't insist, "Alright, then we'll keep in touch."
After hanging up, Zhang Ye's mind was as clear as a mirror. Beijing Television Station did not get Hu Fei to call to invite him. Clearly, Hu Fei did not want to pull the strings. Because of the incident of Zhang Ye's firing, Hu Fei was also embarrassed, so he got someone else to contact Zhang Ye. But to be honest, Zhang Ye still had not thought of where he would go from here on. After all, he was still a member of Weiwo WebTV. Also, he had not thought of what he would do in the future, so he declined the invitation.
It was about 10 PM at night.
Just as Zhang Ye was about to go to bed, he received another call. It was from Beijing Radio Station's broadcasting host, Wang Xiaomei. She was helping to pull some strings and contact Zhang Ye. She said that Jinshi's satellite TV station wanted Zhang Ye to host a lecture type program. She even said that as long as he went, Zhang Ye could ask for the remuneration. They would also pay for the breach of contract with Weiwo WebTV. As long as Zhang Ye went, anything was fine!
"I've conveyed the message." Wang Xiaomei said.
Zhang Ye said, "Teacher Xiaomei, help me reject it."
Wang Xiaomei asked, "You're not considering it at all?"
Zhang Ye said, "It's not that I'm not considering it. We'll discuss it when the time comes."
"Alright, then I'll help you pass the message. You can discuss it in the future." Wang Xiaomei said.
Zhang Ye chuckled, "Alright, don't say things in a dead-end. I still need to think about it, but I definitely can't do it now. I have to finish what I have on hand first."
… …
Brushing his teeth and washing up.
Zhang Ye laid on his bed, preparing to sleep, but he couldn't.
In the past two days, there had been too many things that had kept him awake. He had slept very well, so after tossing and turning in bed, he couldn't fall asleep.
Taking out his cellphone, Zhang Ye looked at it helplessly. He first went to his fan club's Tieba and saw Big Saber Bro's and a few of his hardcore fans' messages of celebration. Zhang Ye replied to them casually and then thought of something. He went to this world's Celebrity Rankings Index to take a look.
It was as follows:
Zhang Ye: D-List Celebrity
D-List Celebrity Ranking: 59th
But now, after a few episodes of "Zhang Ye's Talk Show" and two episodes of "Speaking of the Dream of the Red Chamber", his ranking had soared. Looking at the number of views of his public lectures on Peking University's official website, good lord, the first episode had already reached 19 million views. And the second episode, which was just released in the afternoon, had reached 11 million views. It was even more f * * king popular than a talk show. It was no wonder. The audience of a talk show was mainly the younger crowd, but for "Dreaming of the Red Chamber", it was an audience of all ages. Many people had read the Four Great Classical Novels before, so the attention was naturally much higher. The current Zhang Ye was hovering around the middle of the D-list celebrity rankings. When the rest of his Peking University public lecture was done, and when the Talk Show's recorded program was broadcast as scheduled, Zhang Ye estimated that he would have a shot at the C-list celebrity rankings. Although the higher he went, the harder it would be. The further up he went, the greater the gap between the celebrities, but it was not impossible.
As for Reputation.
Zhang Ye immediately opened the game ring's interface.
Total Reputation Points: 16.28 million. This number was still rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He lit a cigarette and snickered to himself. He never expected that he would accumulate so much after saving it for the past few days. One had to know that when he did his talk show, the Reputation points from the first few episodes were all spent on the Memory Search Capsules. There was nothing left, which meant that the 16 million Reputation points he had now were all from his talks of "Dreaming of the Red Chamber". This was really a pleasant surprise. Back when Zhang Ye first came to Peking University to teach, he had never expected it to be like this. It looked like the impact and commotion caused by his talk about "Dreaming of the Red Chamber" was too great. Of course, he also understood that this was because the things he threw out in the first two episodes were too shocking. If he were to talk about it later, everyone's expectations would be too high, and the Reputation points would definitely not increase by that much!
But this was enough!
With fame and profit, Zhang Ye felt that he had come to the right place to teach at Peking University!
Who said that being a university lecturer meant leaving the entertainment industry? Actually, there was no such thing. Like Yi Zhongtian, Liu Xinwu, and Yu Dan from his world, didn't they also become famous from their lectures? The fame and popularity of these people were not any worse than some small-time celebrities!
He had chosen the right path!
To other celebrities in the entertainment industry, this path was no doubt a dead end. This was because no one had the ability to jump into the education world like Zhang Ye and still be able to do as he pleased. But to Zhang Ye, this was not a dead end. It was a very suitable direction for his short-term development!
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