After a long while.
The person-in-charge hurriedly called for a few of his trusted aides in the program team and mysteriously went to a small office. He closed the door and held an emergency meeting, whispering to them what Director Chen Huo had said, "Don't worry about the ban. Just treat it as if it never happened!"
His subordinates were also dumbfounded!
"Ah?"
"This …"
"Why?"
"Didn't they forbid us from broadcasting it?"
The person in charge waved his hand. "How can we guess the leader's intentions? We just need to carry them out!"
Could it be that the upper echelons were fighting? When it comes to banning artists, there isn't a unified tone? Are there any internal disagreements? Momentarily, the people from the program team looked at each other in shock. They also thought of the sudden transfer of a certain SARFT deputy chief. Could it be that the struggle had already entered a white-hot stage? Their Central TV was directly under the SARFT, and their Station Head was also a member of the SARFT's leadership group. Their Station Head was also involved? Do you want the position of Deputy Director? Otherwise, why would the higher-ups suddenly give them such an instruction?
Yes!
The world was about to change!
Everyone was alarmed and began to let their imagination run wild, trying to figure out their superior's intention.
A young man blinked and said, "Then what should we do? Directly record Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai's match and upload it? Or do you want to use our video website's webcast? "
Another middle-aged man said, "Live streaming? The slots are limited. Usually, they are reserved for the works of those popular contenders in the preliminaries. As we can only broadcast one at a time, the resources we have are also limited. Besides, Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai are both amateurs. No matter how I look at it, they don't look like they know how to do crosstalk. Their works definitely won't be good to watch. If we were to broadcast it live … "
The person-in-charge waved his hand to interrupt them. He calmly thought about it and gritted his teeth, saying, "Leave one of the live broadcast resources to them. The exact words that Secretary An gave to my leader were to let us record, and to record it clearly. What do you mean by recording it clearly? This might be a way to divert our resources! "
One person said, "Alright."
The young man hurriedly got up and said, "Then I'll go and make the arrangements quickly. Those two have already entered the stage!"
The person in charge said, "Go quickly. Remember, only a few of us know about this. Don't spread it to avoid unnecessary trouble. Even if something really happens, there will be someone higher up to support it."
The few of them replied, "Yes, Leader."
…
The other side.
Group C's recording studio, backstage lounge.
Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai had already changed into their crosstalk outfits. Both of them were dressed in black. As the saying goes, clothes make the man. Putting on this outfit, they really looked like they were performing crosstalk. Zhang Ye's clothes were borrowed by Old Yao at the last minute, so they barely fit him.
There were a few other contestants in the room.
The makeup artist was putting makeup on them to make them look more photogenic.
Another program team staff member began to explain to everyone the things to take note of, "When you get on stage, the indicator light will light up, which means that the recording will begin. Everyone, pay attention to your expressions and actions, because the recording will be uploaded to the official website. Also, pay attention to the field director's hand gestures. If there are any problems during the recording, we will inform you immediately." After rambling on for a long while, he finally looked at the contestants. Finally, his gaze swept across Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai, "Have you all memorized it?"
Zhang Ye said, "Why are you asking me?"
Only then did that person recognize Zhang Ye. He coughed, "Man, so it's Teacher Zhang Ye. No, I was asking them. You know better than me when it comes to recording programs." Although Zhang Ye had been banned, many people still did not dare to be arrogant in front of Zhang Ye. A starving camel was still bigger than a horse, not to mention that he was a god. Even after being banned, he was still able to increase his popularity day by day. In the entire entertainment industry, only Zhang Ye could do this. Tang Dazhang, those celebrities and experts might dare to question Zhang Ye, but they, who were his subordinates, did not dare to.
The door opened, and a person came in, shouting, "Next team, get ready!"
Yao Jiancai stood up and stretched, "It's our turn, right?"
That person nodded, "Yes, it's number 8."
Before Zhang Ye went on stage, he gulped down two mouthfuls of water to moisten his throat. Then, he used his usual method to make a few long noises, "Ah wu lu ah!"
Yao Jiancai also very professionally made his noises.
Following that, the two of them were led by the staff to the backstage preparation area.
Yao Jiancai said, "Since we can't broadcast it, why don't the two of us go all out today. I haven't done crosstalk in a long time, so I must have a good time today!"
Zhang Ye smiled, "Sure, don't be nervous."
Yao Jiancai sneered, "How can I be nervous? I'm just afraid that you'll make a mistake. Although we've exchanged lines, I haven't really heard you say a complete one. You don't have to worry about your old bro's ability. Even if you improvise a few lines on the spot, I'll be able to handle it. I've got so many years of practice behind me. "
Zhang Ye was amused, "Don't you brag. If you drop the ball again, I might really have a lot of improvised lines. You know, I've always been a live performer."
Yao Jiancai laughed, "Come on, let's see who's afraid of who!"
The two of them only had less than a day to get used to each other, so it was obvious that they couldn't polish a piece of work from start to finish. In the end, there wasn't enough time, so Zhang Ye could only give Old Yao a rough idea of what to do. Then, the two of them would go over what expressions to use and what lines to use. The rest could only be left to improvisation. But luckily, Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai, who were good friends despite their age, had the same train of thought and had a tacit understanding of each other. Zhang Ye had some very wild ideas, but Yao Jiancai was able to react to most of them. This made Zhang Ye very happy. It wasn't easy to find an actor who could support him.
There was endless laughter in the venue.
Tang Dazhang's two disciples were having a conversation onstage.
Zhang Xiao said, "That's why this story is telling us to stay away from the World Cup!"
Liu Yuan said, "Yes, we have to stay away from it, and we have to stay away from you."
Zhang Xiao said, "Why should we stay away from me?"
Liu Yuan said, "Because you keep scolding my father!"
"Hur hur hur hur."
"Haha."
The audience really gave him face and responded very positively.
Zhang Ye got goosebumps, "What's so funny?"
Yao Jiancai threw up his hands, "How would I know? I didn't listen to it from start to finish, but I've heard a crosstalk performance by the two of them before. It's not bad."
Zhang Ye snorted. Not bad? You call that not bad? After he had decided to participate in the crosstalk competition yesterday, he had specially gone online to research the outstanding crosstalk works of this world. He discovered that they were similar to the mainstream crosstalk works of his previous world. They were basically gala style crosstalk works with humor, layers, and structure, but they were very standard and not very down to earth. It was not as funny as Zhang Ye had imagined. In his opinion, it was at most the standard of crosstalk from his previous world's 2000's. But the difference was that in Zhang Ye's world's 2000's crosstalk art was at a low ebb and was going downhill. But in this world, it was not like that. The art of crosstalk was still very popular and popular.
Hence, Zhang Ye had been thinking yesterday that in this world, if he were to bring out some of the "non-mainstream" crosstalk works, would the audience accept it? Zhang Ye had always believed that every form of art had its own development trajectory. Creation, dissemination, rapid development, reaching a bottleneck, moving towards commercialization, breaking through the bottleneck, and continuing to develop. All of these had similar, but not entirely different, rules of development. Crosstalk should be the same. But the only problem now was that the current crosstalk field had not yet encountered a bottleneck or downturn. If he were to bring out the next stage of "commercial crosstalk" early on, would the audience accept it?
It was worth a try!
Although it was not that Zhang Ye could not come up with some standard gala style crosstalk works, and he had a lot of them in his mind, that was not Zhang Ye's style. Ever since he began to stand out in this world, he had always taken a different path from everyone else. What others could do, he did not want to do. What others could not or could not do, he would instead do it. If he did not even have the courage to try, Zhang Ye would not have the popularity he had today. He had walked step by step to where he was today because he could not be imitated!
If you can do it, I can do it too!
But if I can do it, none of you can!
Hence, the answer was already there. Zhang Ye wanted to use the new commercial crosstalk to challenge himself.
Bba Bba Bba Bba!
The audience applauded. It wasn't particularly enthusiastic, but the applause wasn't small either. The overall reaction was still acceptable.
The judges' comments came from the stage.
This was a venue that could accommodate a few hundred people. It was bigger than the recording studio where Zhang Ye had recorded his talk show. It was already filled with the audience. In front of the audience was a row of tables with three judges sitting there.
An old crosstalk actor, who was also one of the judges for this competition, said, "Well done. The theme was novel and the structure was clear. Hur Hur, I don't have much to comment on. I can't find any major problems. Let's wait for your performance in the second round of the preliminaries."
A gala female director said, "Hur Hur, let me add something. It was just that the final part of the work was a little soft. It did not end well and felt like it could not hold up well."
Contestant Zhang Xiao said, "Your criticism is right. We will improve in the future."
The last male judge smiled and said, "But overall, it was still very exciting. If I were to give a score, I would give you 80 points."
Zhang Xiao and Liu Yuan bowed, "Thank you, Teacher Judges."
The female judge nudged her glasses, "Alright, you can go off stage and rest. Let's change to the next group." Saying that, she looked at the list in her hands, "Let me see who the next group is ….. Eh?"
Zhang Ye?
Yao Jiancai?
The three judges looked at each other.
At this moment, a staff member ran over and whispered into the cameraman's ear. Then, he communicated with a few of the on-site staff.
The cameraman and a few of the on-site staff were stunned!
That person was still whispering quickly, as if he was assigning tasks.
However, this little episode was not noticed by the other contestants or the judges.
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