The next day.
The sky had just brightened.
In his dreams, Zhang Ye heard the irritating ringing of his phone. He opened his eyes and reached out to touch it. He placed the phone to his ear, "Hello."
"Is this Teacher Zhang Ye?" It was a middle-aged man's voice.
Zhang Ye had never heard this voice before. He closed his eyes, "That's me. Who is this?"
The middle-aged man's laughter could be heard, "Teacher Little Zhang, are you still sleeping? Why don't I call in a while? I don't want to disturb your rest. "
"It's fine. You are?" Zhang Ye asked.
The middle-aged man said, "My name is Hu Fei. We have interacted on Weibo before. I'm not sure if you still remember."
Hu Fei? Who? Eh, wait a minute! Interacted on Weibo? Was it Central TV's famous program producer, Teacher Hu Fei? Zhang Ye immediately woke up. He immediately opened his eyes and sat up in bed. He obviously knew this name. Firstly, Hu Fei was quite famous in the industry. Secondly, when "Ghost Blows Out the Light" was released, he was the first Weibo VIP to publicly praise Zhang Ye. He remembered very clearly that after he wrote his poem, Hu Fei had also supported Zhang Ye on Weibo. He had posted a long Weibo post praising him.
"Hello, Teacher Hu." Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "How did you know my number?"
Hu Fei said, "It took me quite a bit of effort to find your number. I finally got it from the Beijing Television Station. Their system can find your radio station's host's number." The Beijing Television Station and the Beijing Radio Station had long merged. They were one big team with a common system. "You might not know, but I have already resigned from Central TV. My Weibo verification has been changed to that of a former Central TV program producer. I can tell you some things in advance. In a while, I will be working at the Beijing Television Station. I will still be doing my old job of program production."
Resigned?
He had jumped ship to the Beijing Television Station?
Zhang Ye did not understand, "Uh, you called me because …"
Hu Fei chuckled, "Ever since your 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' was recommended to me by my colleague, I began to pay attention to you. I have also read all your modern poems. They are very good, so good that I have nothing to say. Of course, the reason why I made up my mind to call you was because of the "Shuidiao Getou" that you wrote. I never expected your ancient poetry attainment to be so outstanding. That poem really gave me goosebumps after listening to it, so I came to find you. Although my program has not been confirmed, and I am still in the process of communicating with Beijing Television Station regarding the program, I would still like to invite you in advance. How about it, Teacher Little Zhang? Are you interested in coming to the television station to develop your career? "
Zhang Ye was stunned by this surprise, "Me?"
"Yes, I'm new here, so I need my own team. It would be my honor to have someone as talented as you in my team." Hu Fei appeared to be very polite.
Zhang Ye said uncertainly, "I would like to ask, will I be working behind the scenes or behind the scenes?"
"I was attracted by your work behind the scenes. Of course, I want you to be behind the scenes too," Hu Fei said.
"But my image might be a little lacking. I don't know if you have seen my conditions." Zhang Ye was afraid that Hu Fei would go back on his word, so he said the ugly words first.
Hu Fei laughed upon hearing this, "I've seen your picture in the Beijing Television Station's system. Your image might not be too good, but it's not ugly either. You have good facial features. Well, maybe you don't know what kind of program I want to do, so I don't mind revealing it to you. The initial decision is to be an intellectual and cultural program, so the requirements for the host and guests' looks are not too high. If you come, I can arrange for you to be a host, or arrange for you to be a long-term guest of the program. This is still up for discussion, so it will have to wait until the program is confirmed."
Zhang Ye took two breaths. He did not know how to speak, "This …"
"How about it?" Hu Fei invited again, "Are you interested in helping me? Being a television host or guest will definitely be a challenge for you, but if you want to go further, this is a path you have to take. It's better than developing yourself in the radio station. Consider it. "
Zhang Ye immediately said, "There's no need to consider it, Teacher Hu. I'll go!"
Hu Fei nodded, "Alright, but I have a small request. After all, your qualifications are still lacking. You have only been in the industry for about a month, so I hope you can understand."
Zhang Ye said, "You can raise it."
Hu Fei explained, "It's like this. The Silver Microphone Award is about to enter the nomination and judging stage. I hope that you can win this award and write a better resume. That way, the pressure on my side will be much less. Although I was poached to do a program, a lot of things are still decided by the higher-ups. I'm not denying your ability, but it's a matter of qualifications. Without official approval, the television station will not let a newcomer like you, who has no television hosting experience, do it. To convince them, I will definitely need something on paper. I believe you can understand this. "
Zhang Ye obviously understood, "I understand."
Hu Fei said, "This award shouldn't be a problem for you. Your listenership ratings are there. If your listenership ratings can go up a notch, and with the recommendation of the radio station, it won't be difficult. When you win the Silver Microphone Award and my program is approved, I will immediately recommend you to the higher-ups as a host or a long-term guest."
Zhang Ye said, "Thank you, Teacher Hu, for your trust."
"It's your work that moved me. If we can work together, I believe the program will have good ratings. When the time comes, I might even have to thank you. Hur Hur." Hu Fei did not have the airs of a famous program producer. He was very smooth with his words.
The call was hung up.
Zhang Ye threw his cellphone on the bed and rubbed his head. He patted his face. He felt like he was dreaming! That was great! The television station has invited me! His hard work these past few days had not been in vain! He had finally reaped results. He had attracted the attention of industry insiders! He immediately wanted to call his parents to report the good news. The radio station was just his stepping stone. The television station was the stage that Zhang Ye was more satisfied with. How could he not be excited? But just as he dialed the number, Zhang Ye pondered and quickly hung up. It wasn't enough. It was still too early!
They had only extended an olive branch. It had not been decided yet!
They had even mentioned a condition that had not been met — the Silver Microphone Award!
From Hu Fei's words, he could tell that if Zhang Ye did not win the award, they would definitely not accept him. Which television station would dare to invite a new graduate who had only worked for a month without any awards or television experience to be a long-term guest or host? Hu Fei thought highly of him, but there were some things that he could not make the decision on. It all depended on whether Zhang Ye lived up to his expectations!
He had to get it!
Zhang Ye had a determined attitude. Regardless of any unexpected situations, he could not lose the Silver Microphone Award!
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