People dispersed.
They all returned to their seats.
No one took Zhang Ye's harsh words seriously. This was because be it Tian Bin, Jia Yan or Wang Xiaomei, they all knew that it was impossible. Even a famous radio host in the industry, or an extremely famous radio host, would not be able to revive "Old and Young Story Club" in five days, much less Zhang Ye. Everyone was an industry insider, so they knew the limitations and bottlenecks of this segment. Why was "Old and Young Story Club"'s listenership ratings so low? This might have been destined a long time ago.
This segment was in the afternoon, which was the timeslot between 12 PM and 1 PM. The content of the program was to tell stories, children's stories. Perhaps there were hidden dangers and limitations when the segment was first established, so it had always been tepid. In recent years, it had been declining. Why? This was because it was no longer many years ago. Nowadays, there was too much information in society. The means of communication and technology were improving by the day. People no longer relied on the radio to obtain information. In the afternoon, it was still alright during the winter and summer holidays, but on normal days, children would be going to school. Those who were too young and did not go to school would not understand the stories. Those who went to school would not have the time to listen. This caused a certain degree of awkwardness. Together with the children's literature that was becoming quieter, be it the quality or quantity of the works, they were decreasing. If one counted seriously, the more famous new fairy tales in the recent year were "Can the Kite Fly" and "Tongtong's Day". However, these two stories could not be broadcast continuously for a year, right? The children would vomit listening to it. It would be the same stories over and over again. Everyone had heard the famous ones, while the unknown ones were of poor quality. No one liked to listen to them. In such an environment, who would listen to the radio?
It was not only the Beijing Radio Station. Many other local radio stations had also gradually canceled their children's story segments. With the market as such, no one could change it.
Hence, Zhang Ye's words were treated as a joke. Many people could not even be bothered to refute him. There was no meaning in communicating or explaining!
"Little Zhang." Teacher Feng also said, "Do you really think so?"
Zhang Ye confirmed, "Yesterday, I did not have such thoughts, but now, yes!" This fellow was a fighter. Originally, he had given up on himself, but when he saw Deputy Station Chief Jia and his family challenging him, his fighting spirit was ignited, and his whole body was filled with energy!
"You don't understand the situation." Teacher Feng wanted to talk to him properly.
But Zhang Ye did not listen, "You don't have to say anymore. I don't need to understand either. You don't have to bother about the matters here. Go through the retirement procedures. Leave everything to me. I, Zhang Ye, guarantee you that I will let 'Old and Young Story Club' go further and further! I won't let your child die in my hands! If you trust me, don't leave the unit. Don't you still have five days? Five days was enough! Watch how I make our show a good show! 'Soaring Youth'? I will make sure that Jia Yan will never be able to appear on the show again! "
After hearing that, Teacher Feng was a little excited, "You really can do it? But the script for the program is still those children's novels from before. No matter how good your broadcasting skills are, everyone is still watching the story. "
Zhang Ye said decisively, "Then I will write the story myself!"
"You don't have a child. You can't understand the mentality of a child!" Teacher Feng reminded, "This is different from writing novels and poems!"
Zhang Ye was full of confidence, "Just wait and see. I will make them speechless!"
"Alright, give it a try. It's not early anymore. Let's go to the recording studio. On the way, I'll tell you some things to take note of." Teacher Feng led Zhang Ye out.
But before they took a few steps, Li Si came up to them, "Teacher Feng, Teacher Jia just went to Recording Studio 3 to record a new program. You might have to wait a while."
Teacher Feng's voice changed, "Which Teacher Jia?"
"It's Teacher Jia, Jia Yan." Li Si was no longer as respectful to Teacher Feng as before. There was no need for a person who was about to leave. As for Zhang Ye, there was even less need for him to respect him. A person who had been blacklisted by the Leader was even more unnecessary. "I had originally said that it was your program's reservation, but Teacher Jia had received urgent approval from the Leader, so I gave it to him first. Well, Recording Studio 4 might be empty in another hour."
Teacher Feng said angrily, "It's almost 12! How can we record an hour later!? At that time, we can only change to a live broadcast! "
"Don't be angry with me. This wasn't decided by me." Li Si said.
Zhang Ye had already seen through their faces. He appeared very calm, "Teacher Feng, it's alright. Let's do a live broadcast today. I also like live broadcasts!"
Teacher Feng disagreed, "Today is your first time on a program. You have never told such a story before. If there's a mistake, you …"
"That won't happen. I can't make a mistake!" Zhang Ye said to Li Si, "Help us book a live broadcast studio!"
Li Si hated Zhang Ye's tone, but after yesterday's haunting, he no longer dared to challenge Zhang Ye. He did not even dare to be within two meters of Zhang Ye. He could only obediently go. This was what it meant to be bullied by the kind. Sensing Zhang Ye's prowess and evilness, all of them were well-behaved. At least Li Si was like that. He did not want his head to be hit again. The wound was still throbbing!
… …
Before noon.
In Studio 6.
Today, other than Zhang Ye and Teacher Feng, there was no one else in the room. Everyone knew that Zhang Ye was finished. The program was also finished. Naturally, no one was in the mood to listen to his live broadcast.
The program's time was not up yet. Zhang Ye took the opportunity to open the game ring. After the 'Gate of Curses', his Reputation points were constantly increasing. Together with the Reputation contribution from yesterday's' Ghost Blows Out the Light ', Zhang Ye had another 100,000 Reputation points today. Without any hesitation, he bought a [Memory Search Capsule] and searched through the fairy tales he had seen when he was young to deepen his memory!
One story!
Three stories!
Five stories!
The capsule's time was over!
Zhang Ye gained a lot. He opened his eyes. His gaze was clear.
"It's about to begin." Teacher Feng reminded him and did a countdown. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. He turned on the volume and said amiably, "Hello, children. It's time for today's' Old and Young Story Club 'program. I'm your old friend, Grandpa Feng. Today, I will introduce a new friend to everyone. He is Uncle Zhang Ye. The following stories and program will be told by Uncle Zhang."
Zhang Ye introduced himself, "Hello, children. I'm Zhang Ye. You can call me Brother, or Uncle. Hur Hur."
After the handover, Teacher Feng turned off the volume and gestured to Zhang Ye. He turned his head back with every step he took and did not continue staying in the studio. It was not that Teacher Feng trusted Zhang Ye, but because he was too worried. Hence, he did not dare to watch or listen. His heart could not take it.
Only Zhang Ye was left. Zhang Ye was even calmer!
"Old and Young Story Club" had a bottleneck? There were limitations? Those were all excuses!
Zhang Ye did not believe in this. He wanted to bring this program back to life! What method would he use? He would use the fairy tales from his world. His brain had too many cultural resources. Not to mention one story a day, even if he told ten fairy tales a day, Zhang Ye would not repeat them for a month! And every story was something that the people of this world had never heard before! Zhang Ye had specially checked on the internet. Just like 'Ghost Blows Out the Light', the current world did not have famous fairy tale masters like Andersen and the Brothers Grimm!
Children's literature was lacking in resources?
Others were worried, but he was not! He was a resource!
The Memory Search Capsule allowed him to recite the fairy tales without missing a single word. It was different from the fast intonation he used to recite 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'. This was for children, so he had to recite it very slowly. He could not be as startled as when he was reciting a ghost story. Typically, he had to use a gentle tone. Sometimes, he would even hold his voice as he recited, so as to make the children feel closer to him. These basic courses had been systematically studied by Zhang Ye in the university's broadcasting department. He was not worse than anyone else in these professional courses. What he lacked now was a stage for him to showcase himself. Hence, he, who did not have good looks, placed great importance on this job at the radio station. He had to do it well. He had to reverse the situation of "Old and Young Story Club". It was for himself, and for Teacher Feng, who had treated him well!
"Today, I want to tell everyone a fairy tale. In a faraway country, there lived a King and Queen. They longed for a child. Hence, they sincerely prayed to the Heavens, 'God! We are all good Kings and Queens. Please bestow us a child! ' Not long later, the Queen gave birth to a cute little princess. This girl's skin was as white as snow. Her cheeks were as red as apples … "
The people of this world did not understand.
Now, if people from Zhang Ye's world were to hear this, they would definitely blurt out. Yes, that's right. Zhang Ye was narrating a famous story that everyone knew. No one in the world had not heard of this fairytale-like story. It was … "News Simulcast"!
Alright, I'll stop joking!
Cough, it was "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs"!
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