The next day.
Eight o'clock in the morning.
The sky was a little gloomy, and it started to rain. It was probably the first spring rain of the year. Although it wasn't particularly heavy, it was still pattering on the glass.
Zhang Ye was still sleeping in his bed. He did not sleep very soundly and could be considered half awake. This was because he had slept quite a lot since last night. After staying up for a day and a night, he had managed to catch up on about 20 hours of sleep. He was fully revived.
Ring ring ring.
The phone rang.
He opened his eyes and searched for a long time before he found his hand that had fallen between the pillow and the bedsheet. He took it out and looked at the caller ID. It was an unfamiliar number.
Zhang Ye answered: "Hello, who is this?"
It was someone he knew. "Teacher Zhang, I'm Sun Han from Beijing Television."
Zhang Ye said, "Hello."
"Have you seen the response to our public service advertisement?" Sun Han's tone was filled with gratitude. "Thank you so much. Right now, many media outlets are discussing our quit smoking advertisement. In the newspapers, online, and since yesterday afternoon, the topic has been soaring. It's all thanks to your help. Not only did you help us tide over the crisis, but you also increased the station's brand awareness by quite a bit. Many of the station leaders did not expect this!"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "You've already thanked me several times yesterday. It's no big deal. It was nothing much."
Sun Han said, "By the way, I called you to tell you that ten minutes ago, the front desk just received a notification that our quit smoking PSA has been approved by the higher-ups and was nominated for the Best Public Service Announcement of the Year. It premiered the day before and was nominated the next day. This is the first time something like this has happened, so needless to say, the higher-ups think highly of this PSA. Congratulations to you."
Best Public Welfare Award?
If he could win an award, it would definitely be a good thing!
"Let's celebrate together. It's a collective effort." Zhang Ye did not claim credit for it. This was an unexpected gain. His original intention was to help his old leader, Hu Fei, and he had no other intentions.
After hanging up, he stretched his back. Everything had been going quite smoothly for the past few days. The only thing he lacked now was a proper job. The scolding incident at Peking University had almost passed. Even if it had not passed, it had subsided. Now that he had turned to doing charity work, he had built up some good karma. If there were still no places to contact him, then Zhang Ye could do nothing. He could only wait.
Make a movie?
Acting in a television series?
Or a variety show?
Long-term TV guest?
This fellow was not in a good situation now. The entire entertainment industry knew about his bad temper. Any television station or film crew that wanted to hire him would probably have to think twice before doing so. As such, Zhang Ye was no longer picky. As long as he felt that it was a good job, he would do it regardless of what it was. The competition in the entertainment industry was too fierce. If you didn't have any exposure, your popularity would drop and you would be forgotten by others. In the short term, it would be fine and harmless, but in the long run, it would be a fatal blow to a celebrity. This was also why many entertainment companies used the harshest method to deal with disobedient celebrities. It was the same principle. No matter how famous you were, no matter how popular you were, if you didn't show your face for a year and a half, even an A-list celebrity would be beaten back to his original state!
Zhang Ye naturally understood this. As such, he did not have any more picky requirements at this moment. He had never pursued or had any extravagant hopes of becoming famous overnight. He had always taken things one step at a time. No matter how popular he was or how little he was popular, he would just have to get it done first — this was what Zhang Ye had always been doing.
Therefore, the most pressing matter at hand was to find a suitable unit first. Of course, the best place he hoped and hoped for was still a television station. This was the place he was most familiar with, and also his profession and line of work. As long as he was given a chance to showcase his skills and make a variety show, Zhang Ye believed that he would definitely be able to take that final step and enter the B-list rankings. Right now, he was only two rankings away from becoming a B-list celebrity. As long as he could cross this hurdle, it would clearly be a whole new field for him. His situation would obviously be very different from that of a C-list celebrity. There was a fundamental difference between a B-list celebrity and a C-list celebrity!
If he could get to the B-list?
That would be like a bird flying freely in the vast sky!
At a different level, the scenery would naturally be different as well!
"Dad?"
"Mom?"
Lying in bed, he called out to the living room, but no one answered. Looking at his watch, Zhang Ye guessed that his parents had already gone to work, so he continued lying there with his arms behind his head. He was thinking about his future development plans.
B-list …
B-list …
He had to get there as soon as possible!
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
An unexpected call came in.
Zhang Ye looked at it. Eh, it was the Heavenly Queen?
He thought for a long time before answering, "Hello?"
The female voice on the other end spoke very casually, "Why did you take so long to pick up?"
"Hai, I'm not up yet. What's the matter, Sister Zhang?" Zhang Ye's tone was not very friendly. Every time Old Zhang called him, it was usually nothing good.
Sure enough, he heard her say, "Come out for a drink."
Zhang Ye nearly fainted as he said, "Why are you drinking so early in the morning?"
She said calmly, "Find a place with fewer people, where no one will disturb us."
"Where can I go to drink at this hour? The bars are already closed and the restaurants are not open yet. "Zhang Ye said in a speechless manner," Are you skipping work again? "
There was suddenly no movement on the other end of the line.
"Hello? Sister Zhang? "Zhang Ye repeated.
Following that, he heard some voices coming from afar. They sounded like a few men and women, and one of them sounded rather familiar. It sounded like Zhang Yuanqi's manager, Fang Weihong.
"Where's Sister Zhang?"
"I don't know."
"Liu'er, have you seen Sister Zhang?"
"No, Sister Weihong. Teacher Zhang is missing again?"
"The production crew's lunch is in the afternoon! This time, the company's Leaders will be participating! Where did Sister Zhang run off to again!? Every time there's no one around, how am I supposed to explain to the company's Leaders!? Quick, go and look for her! We must find Sister Zhang! She's the star of the show today! "
"Alright!"
"I'll get a few more people to look for her."
"They're all envious that I'm the Heavenly Queen's manager. Tell me, do you think it's easy for me every day!?"
"Sister Weihong, calm down. It's not the first time. Sister Zhang has never been interested in such social gatherings. It's not easy for Sister Zhang either."
"She still has to participate! The investors are still here! You guys look for her here. I'll go to her house to stop her! "
Gradually, the voices became softer.
A minute later, Zhang Yuanqi's voice came through again, "What did you just say?"
Zhang Ye said nervously, "I didn't say anything."
What was going on? Zhang Ye already understood.
She nodded, "Are you at home?"
Zhang Ye said, "Not at Jiaomen. I'm at my parents' house."
She said, "Just you alone?"
Zhang Ye said, "Yeah, my parents should be at work today."
Then she said, "Send me the address. I'll buy some wine and meet at your house."
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Hey, don't do that. I'll tell you...."
She said, "That's all!"
Du du. The call was hung up.
Fine.
Hai, so be it.
Zhang Ye smacked his lips and thought that his parents would probably get off work at around 5 or 6 PM. He sent his address to Zhang Yuanqi and yawned before getting out of bed. When he went out to take a look, his parents were indeed not home. There was no breakfast on the table either, so he could only walk into the bathroom hungry. He turned on the water heater and took a shower. When he came out, he looked out the window while drying his hair. Only then did he realize that it was raining.
It was drizzling.
The fog was swirling.
The scenery looked pretty good.
Zhang Ye then began to tidy up the house. Since Old Zhang was coming, he had to tidy up his house. He folded the blankets and tucked in his clothes. He also cleaned up the living room.
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