Everywhere in the unit, the news spread like wildfire.
"Did you hear? The Literature Channel's Wang Xiaomei has been pulled down from her pedestal! "
"It's that Zhang Ye from the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet, right? I wonder where this newcomer came from. If not for his average looks, I think he will definitely be someone in the future. Unfortunately, his looks are lacking. "
"Heh, how old are you all?"
"What's the matter, Old An? What happened again? "
"Zhang Ye's program has been stopped. It might be switched to a weekend slot. And because he lost two of his current anchor positions, he can't be nominated for this year's Silver Microphone Awards!"
"Impossible!"
"That's right, how can that be!?"
"With such results, he can't even win the Silver Microphone Awards?"
"What do you know? Do you know who will be the anchor for Zhang Ye's new program from Monday to Friday? His name is Jia Yan. He is a relative of Deputy Station Head Jia's junior. Also, don't tell anyone, and don't tell anyone that it was me. That Silver Microphone Award nominee, Zhāng Yě's father, is an old comrade of our Station Head. "
"This …"
"Isn't Zhang Ye too tragic?"
"Hai, he sure is unlucky!"
"It's really disgusting for the station to do this. Not only did they not reward the person who made great contributions to the station, they even … What the hell is this!?"
"He's the Leader after all."
"If the station carries on like this, they will lose the support of the people sooner or later!"
"The Leader's family and friends must be taken care of. It's human nature, but they can't be so sinister. Isn't this forcing Zhang Ye to his death!?"
No one dared to openly question it. After all, it was the Station Head's decision. However, many people were discussing it in private. They all had their own views on this matter.
…
Deputy Station Head's office.
There were two people in the room. One was Deputy Station Head Jia, and the other was Zhāng Yě.
Deputy Station Head Jia said amiably, "Little Ye, how has work been recently?"
"Quite." Zhāng Yě sat opposite him and said, "I've troubled Station Head Jia. Thank you for your concern."
Deputy Station Head Jia smiled, "There's no need to be so polite. We're not strangers. I saw you at the Station Head's house when you were young. you didn't remember back then, right?"
Zhāng Yě touched his neck and said, "I remember."
The station has just submitted your name to the judging panel. This time, our Beijing Radio Station's personnel are not outstanding enough, so we only nominated you internally. This means that one of the ten Silver Microphone Awards will be given to our Beijing Radio Station, so it will definitely be you. I called you over to greet you. Prepare your acceptance speech. When the time comes, you might have to go on stage to say a few words. If you say it well, it will be helpful for your future development. After all, there will be quite a number of famous people in the industry present on the day of the award ceremony. There will be leaders from the SARFT, directors and producers from various radio and television stations, as well as famous hosts. Hur Hur, this time, there will also be Heavenly Queen Zhang Yuanqi. If you prepare your acceptance speech well, you will be able to leave a deep impression on everyone. "
Zhāng Yě might have known about it, but he was not too excited, "Thank you, Station Head Jia, for your guidance. I will work hard."
"Neither arrogant nor rash. Good." Deputy Station Head Jia praised, "Now that you have received the Silver Microphone Award, your future is limitless. After you train for a period of time, even without my recommendation, someone from the television station will definitely come looking for you."
…
Literature Channel's office.
Jia Yan went to the live broadcast studio in high spirits. Although the program had been recorded, he still needed to make an opening speech and introduce himself.
Big Sis Zhou looked hatefully at his back and said, "A villain intoxicated by success!"
Auntie Sun comforted him, "Little Zhang, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. Don't be anxious."
"Right, Teacher Little Zhang, you will definitely do it. There will be other awards in the future." Assistant Xiaofang said.
Although they said that, everyone knew that there would not be such a good opportunity again. Yes, there would be other awards in the future, but which one of them would be as valuable as the Silver Microphone Award? This was the highest rookie award in the domestic broadcasting world. It was only held once a year, and only rookies who had worked for less than a year could participate. If they missed it, there would be no more. Just like those famous radio broadcasters, or those famous hosts on television, which one of them had not received the Silver Microphone Award in the past? They had all received it before. For them to reach their current heights, it was all because of the Silver Microphone Award's qualifications. Those who had received it were equivalent to being plated with a thick layer of gold. There was a world of difference between those who did not receive the rookie award!
Many people felt sorry for Zhang Ye!
Many colleagues felt aggrieved for Zhang Ye!
However, Zhang Ye appeared abnormally calm at this moment.
"Little Zhang, don't take things too hard." Big Sis Zhou was extremely worried, "If you want to scold, scold a little. Everyone here is one of us, so we won't let anyone else know about it."
Zhang Ye said, "I'm fine, Big Sis Zhou."
Wang Xiaomei glanced at him before getting up and walking out.
"Teacher Xiaomei, what are you doing?" Xiaofang noticed that something was amiss.
Wang Xiaomei said lightly, "I'm going to ask the Station Leader. This is too hurtful!"
Big Sis Zhou exclaimed and grabbed her, "Don't do it, don't do it. It's useless even if you go. You'll only get yourself implicated!" From Zhang Ye's matter, everyone could tell that the Station Leader was only being polite to some celebrity hosts. So what if they were celebrity hosts? Zhang Ye had even gotten first place in the listenership ratings! Wasn't he still deliberately suppressed by the Station Leader? When faced with a conflict of interest with the Station Leader, no one was useful. Everyone had to make way for them, for their relatives!
This was the current situation!
Who asked them to have people above them!?
Zhang Ye was also very touched, "Teacher Xiaomei, thank you. There's really no need. It's impossible to convince them. If the station doesn't give me the nomination, alright, I'll get it myself!"
Wang Xiaomei was stunned, "You'll get it yourself?"
"Where are you going to get it? Didn't they say that it's impossible without a host position? "Big Sis Zhou did not understand either.
Zhang Ye did not answer them. He picked up his cellphone from the table and stood up, "I'm going out to make a call." Then he disappeared from the office.
In a corner at the end of the corridor.
Zhang Ye opened the window and leaned against it. He took out his cellphone and flipped through his contacts. He found Zhang Yuanqi's phone number and hesitated for a moment before dialing it. He was not a person who liked to beg others. At least, he would not ask for help out of the blue. If he could do it himself, then he would do it. If it was something he could not do, then he would not do it. This had always been his character. However, he did not feel any pressure making today's call. This was because Zhang Yuanqi had gone to his house drunk the other day. Zhang Ye had taken care of her, washed her clothes and cooked for her, so Zhang Yuanqi owed him a favor.
Du Du Du.
Du Du Du.
After ten rings, the call connected.
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Hello, Teacher Zhang. I'm Zhang …"
From the other end came Zhang Yuanqi's magnetic voice, but her tone was not gentle, "I know who you are. I'm very busy now. You have ten seconds to speak."
Zhang Ye did not mind. He was already used to the Heavenly Queen's coldness. He understood that this was the Heavenly Queen's character in private. It was not targeted at him, "Then I'll make it short. It's like this. You are one of the five judges for the Silver Microphone Awards, right? My program has been pulled down by the station's Leader, so according to the rules, I can't nominate for the Silver Microphone Awards. I heard that the judges have two additional nominations. * cough *, so I want to ask if … "
At this moment, the ten seconds were up.
Ba Da. The phone was hung up right on time!
Zhang Ye was extremely shocked. Your sister! I haven't finished speaking! The ten seconds I said, was it really ten seconds? He nearly cursed out loud. He thought to himself that he would only care about you when you get drunk. If I were to see you drunk at my house again, I would throw you on the road and write a sign saying, "A photo with the Heavenly Queen costs 1,000 yuan". This bro can earn some extra money!
… …
In the afternoon, "Soaring Youth" finished broadcasting.
Jia Yan returned to his office. His back was much straighter than usual. He looked like he was invincible. This was because the listenership rating had just been tabulated — 2.13%! For a new program, this result was quite eye-catching! Jia Yan was very satisfied.
Everyone knew that the next Beijing Radio Station's Silver Microphone Awards would definitely be decided internally by Jia Yan. But seeing his behavior, no one in the office was convinced. This was because he did not rely on his own ability, nor was it because "Soaring Youth" was good. The reason was because he had a good relative. Everyone knew in their hearts that the station had killed Zhang Ye's segment without any notice and forcefully pulled in Jia Yan's listenership. How many listeners did Zhang Ye have? Ignoring "Soaring Youth", even a program that wasn't worth a fart would have a listenership rating of 2%!
A person who could not do anything could be so glorious!
A person who could do anything could get the Silver Microphone Award!
As for Zhang Ye, a hero who had everything he wanted, he ended up in such a state! He was not even given a nomination! They were really heartless and unscrupulous. Black and white had been turned upside down!
The nominations were due in the afternoon!
Now, Teacher Little Zhang had no chance!
Big Sis Zhou was so angry that her hands were trembling. It was too unfair!
Jia Yan and the News Channel's Zhāng Yě were very familiar with each other. Because of their relationship as elders, they had long known each other. Seeing Zhāng Yě get the Silver Microphone Award while Zhang Ye suffered a setback, Jia Yan felt especially vexed.
It was almost time to knock off.
A thin and tall youth suddenly entered the office.
"Yanzi, let's go. Let's have a meal together." The youth said to Jia Yan.
When Jia Yan saw the person, he smiled, "Zhāng Yě? Alright, let me pack my things. "
As for the matter of the two knowing each other, no one was surprised. They were all people who had nepotism, so it was inevitable that they knew each other.
Zhāng Yě was also curious about Zhang Ye's character. He looked around and saw him immediately. He had seen Zhang Ye's picture during the Mid-Autumn Poetry Meet. Just this appearance and height? He was only so-so! Zhāng Yě was already certain that he would get the Silver Microphone Award, so he did not think much of Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye also saw him.
The two of them looked at each other. Zhāng Yě laughed. It was a little ostentatious like the victor was king and the loser was in the wrong.
At this moment, Zhang Ye's assistant, Xiaofang, suddenly shouted. It was unknown what had happened. She pointed at the computer and said, "Aiyah! Quickly come and see! Quickly come and see! The Silver Microphone Award nomination list has been released! "
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