Noon.
After eating at home, Zhang Ye took out two leather coats from somewhere.
"Dad, Mom, here," Zhang Ye said.
His mother looked over. "What is it?"
His father frowned. "Are you blindly buying stuff again?"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "It's the new year, so I bought some clothes for the two of you. My mom bought a mink coat and you got a leather jacket. They're both good brands, so wear them."
"Don't blindly buy things in the future." His father was used to being thrifty.
His mother smiled as she took it from him. "How much is it?"
Zhang Ye said, "Around a hundred thousand."
His mother jumped in fright. "Hey, are you crazy? Wouldn't it be better to do something with a few hundred thousand? Give me the money, I'll save it for you! "He threw the clothes back," Hurry up and return it! "
Zhang Ye laughed heartily, "I was just joking. It's only a few thousand yuan. Alright, I still have to report to Beijing Television Station in the afternoon, so I'll be going now."
Mom asked, "Are you coming home tonight?"
"We'll talk about it later."
Mom: "What about the second and third year?"
"I don't know. It depends on whether it's busy or not."
His mother grumbled, "Don't run around during the New Year. Can't you just stay at home and enjoy the New Year? How many days do you think you will be home this year? It's already 10 or 11 PM when I get home every day. I don't even get to see you. You go out to film shows for months at a time. And last year, you didn't even stay home on Chinese New Year's Eve! He insisted on going to Central TV's Spring Festival Gala to write a song for someone and even got into a fight with a Korean and ended up spending the New Year in the police station! Don't run around this year! Go home and stay there! "
Zhang Ye acknowledged, "Aiya, I got it."
His mother glared at him. "Don't be perfunctory! Why is it so hard to celebrate the New Year with your family? "
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "Alright, Mom, I got it."
His father asked with concern, "How's the crosstalk going?"
Zhang Ye casually said, "It's all done."
"Then what were you preparing in the room just now? What's that chirping sound? "His father asked.
Zhang Ye sighed and said, "I just need to consolidate my foundation a little more. Actually, it's not a problem anymore. Don't worry, the two of you. Just wait for the show tonight."
…
The start of the broadcast drew near.
The voices online were getting louder and louder.
When Zhang Ye arrived at Beijing Television, he bumped into a few people from the gala's production team.
"Eh, Teacher Zhang is here?" the assistant director said.
Zhang Ye smiled. "You're here. Come over earlier to get ready."
The assistant director said, "Your program tonight has been discussed a lot, and it's very controversial."
"Yes, I saw it." Zhang Ye said indifferently.
The assistant director was amused and said, "A lot of people think that you can't do crosstalk at a gala. Even if you did, it wouldn't be nice to listen to. However, there are many people who support you. A few of your fans even made us laugh when we heard what they said. They said that even if you sit on stage and eat melon seeds with Yao Jiancai without saying a word, they would still love to see that!"
A director's assistant said, "Teacher Zhang, you can do it."
Another staff member said, "Your program will definitely be fine."
"Alright." Zhang Ye smiled. "Thank you for your auspicious words."
After entering the gala, he greeted a few people he knew along the way. Then, Zhang Ye found himself a waiting room and closed the door. Once again, he started going through the lines. This was the first time he was preparing for a crosstalk. It wasn't that he was not confident, but that this crosstalk was too risky. In the past, the crosstalk he did revolved around the crosstalk works that existed in his previous world. At most, he would add some of his own ideas, but the main storyline would not change. However, the crosstalk he was going to do today was pieced together by Zhang Ye. There was Guo Degang's, his disciple Yue Yunpeng's, Wang Zijian's, and some of his own designs. What he needed to do now was to mix them all together. This was very difficult, so Zhang Ye put in a lot of effort this time. He wasn't sure if he could do this crosstalk well, or rather, he wasn't sure if the audience would accept it.
Past 2 PM.
Yao Jiancai arrived.
"Old Yao, you came just in time."
"You're really early, aren't you? It only starts at 7 PM. "
"I made some changes."
"Ah? You changed it again? "
"I keep feeling that it's not quite right. It's not exciting enough!"
"But it's already very good."
"Come, let's hurry up and fight."
"Alright, whatever you say."
The entire Beijing Television Station was busy. Perhaps the busiest time of the year was the Spring Festival Gala on the first day of the Lunar New Year. After all, it was a live broadcast. Of course, there were also some television stations that were not busy, such as Gansu Television, Shaanxi Television, Jiangxi Television, and so on. As the viewership ratings were average and they were not particularly strong television stations, they did not fight for it. To put it bluntly, today's gala was recorded a few days ago. In this world, only Beijing, Hunan, Liaoning, Zhejiang, and so on would broadcast the Spring Festival Gala live. If they wanted to fight for the viewership ratings, they had to do it live.
Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai's crosstalk was undoubtedly one of the highlights of Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala. The station was hoping to rely on them to pull up the viewership ratings, so they had arranged for them to appear first. This was different from Central TV's Spring Festival Gala. Central TV's Spring Festival Gala was broadcast on Lunar New Year's Eve, so they had to rush for a midnight slot. Therefore, the main acts would be broadcast before midnight. This was different from the local stations' Spring Festival Gala.
After an unknown period of time.
A staff member came to urge them, "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Yao, it's time for your makeup!"
Zhang Ye looked up and said, "Wait a little longer, I'll go right away!"
That female staff member said anxiously, "It's already 5: 30 PM!"
"There's still something that I haven't finished." Zhang Ye immediately met up with Yao Jiancai and asked, "Do you still want this baggage?"
Yao Jiancai said, "There might not be enough time."
Zhang Ye nodded. "Then delete it."
In the end, even the executive director of Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala, Chang Xiaoliang, was alarmed. He put down whatever he was doing and rushed over. "Why haven't you changed into your costume and makeup yet? It's almost 6 PM. There's still an hour before the gala starts! "
But Zhang Ye did not care about him. He went up to him and said, "Director Chang, I was just looking for you. I went through a few things with Old Yao just now and there's something that I want to add in. I want to add in a piece of music and two voice-overs."
Chang Xiaoliang was dumbfounded. "But we won't make it in time!"
Zhang Ye insisted, "This segment must be added in."
"Why would you need music for a crosstalk?" Chang Xiaoliang disagreed. "Wasn't the previous rehearsal segment very good? The production team has already approved it, so it's good to go. "
Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "I've always felt unsure about the previous works, but I've found the reason now. It's because the last part couldn't hold up and made the baggage seem too loose, so I have to add in another segment!" He briefly explained his thoughts to Chang Xiaoliang.
After hearing that, Director Chang said, "This change of yours is too sudden. It's hard to say if it will work or not. No one will be able to see the finished product, and I can't even see the effects, so how can I agree to it?"
Yao Jiancai said, "It should work."
Zhang Ye also said, "Director Chang, you must believe in my professionalism!"
Hu Fei and the others rushed over when they heard the news. "What happened?"
Chang Xiaoliang said, "This is too big of a deal. I have to speak to the leaders first." He quickly went out to make a few phone calls. After a long time, he finally came back.
Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai looked at Director Chang.
Director Chang clenched his teeth. "The leaders have approved it, so we'll do as you say! You guys really know how to make things difficult for me. "
Yao Jiancai also put away his usual cheeky smile and said, "It's rare for Little Zhang to be so serious this time."
Zhang Ye said, "Let's strive for perfection."
Chang Xiaoliang said, "If you need anything, quickly let me know. I'll get someone to arrange it immediately!"
A staff member said anxiously, "Teacher Zhang, Teacher Yao, please get your makeup done first! We'll talk while you do your makeup! "
Zhang Ye said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've caused trouble for everyone."
In the past, Zhang Ye's crosstalk routines were all about scolding people. He would scold this and that, and it was fine as long as it was funny or face smacking. He didn't require a high level of artistry, nor did he need it to be exquisite. But this time, it was different. He wanted to do a proper crosstalk routine and had to polish it over and over again. He couldn't be as casual as before.
The audience gradually entered the venue.
As the gala approached, the atmosphere became more and more tense!
Beijing Television's staff were also on tenterhooks!
"It's starting soon!"
"Where's Director Chang? Why did Director Chang go missing? "
"Director Chang is in the recording studio!"
"There's a problem with Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai's crosstalk routines. A lot of people are working on it right now. I heard that they have to make some last-minute changes. Hai, their crosstalk is scheduled for the sixth performance!"
"Ah?"
"Will they be able to make it in time?"
"Who knows? Teacher Zhang always likes to play with suspense!"
"Hurry up, let's hope they can make it in time!"
With something happening at the last minute, the staff of Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala production team felt their hearts in their throats!
Counting down to 20 minutes.
Chang Xiaoliang returned.
An assistant director asked anxiously, "How's it going over at Zhang Ye's side?"
"They're still working on it. Don't bother about them!" Chang Xiaoliang said loudly, "Everyone, get into position!"
A female assistant director stomped her feet and said, "That Zhang Ye! Seriously! "
Counting down to 10 minutes!
Counting down to 5 minutes!
At 7 PM sharp, Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala's live broadcast officially began!
…
Meanwhile.
The Spring Festival Galas of Liaoning, Hunan, Zhejiang, Shanghai, and other local television stations began one after another!
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