Things had gotten out of hand!
A lot of people stopped watching the Spring Festival Gala and came to watch!
"A Letter to Home takes third place on the Top Chinese Music Chart!"
"Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai's new crosstalk receives unanimous praise!"
"The Men's Team of the World Table Tennis Championship loses!"
"Why did Han Li lose?"
"Head Coach Liu Yifeng supports Han Li!"
"A team member complains that a letter home is too unpleasant to listen to in a live broadcast! Losing the match! "
The news on the internet came one after another!
Han Li could also be considered a very popular celebrity athlete. Although the attention and fame of a table tennis player was definitely not comparable to that of a celebrity in the entertainment industry, if a celebrity athlete did well, they would still be quite popular. Just like in Zhang Ye's previous world, there were Yao Ming, Liu Xiang, Li Na, and a few other examples.
At this moment, Han Li's Weibo was already flooded with @'s.
Liu Yifeng, the head coach of the national team, was also under siege. Even the official Weibo of the national table tennis team was flooded!
"Do you know how to talk?"
"Have some manners. Don't embarrass our countrymen!"
"I feel ashamed for you guys. This time, you've embarrassed yourselves all the way abroad!"
"After losing to the Korean team, you still have the cheek to scold Zhang Ye? I'm so f * cking mad at you guys! You dare to scold Zhang Ye!? What kind of person was Teacher Zhang? He was a professional Korean hater for twenty years! From the moment he debuted, he had been fighting with Koreans! Fighting with a Korean celebrity! Every time there was a war of words with them, Teacher Zhang would always be at the forefront. Even on this day last year, Teacher Zhang had even been locked up in the police station for beating up Lee Anson. Countless commoners had rushed to the police station to help Zhang Ye! Do you know what kind of scene it was? Have you seen it before? He had always been on the frontlines of Black Korea! He had never lost! Unlike you guys, blaming Zhang Ye's song for not sounding good after losing the match? What kind of logic is this! "
"I'm convinced too. How could someone curse such a touching song?"
"Let's go watch 'Everything is Great'! You'll understand once you see it! "
However, there was no activity on several Weibo accounts.
Liu Yifeng, Han Li, and the other members of the national team did not explain or care.
…
Today was destined to be an unusual night!
The splurge on the provincial stations' Spring Festival Gala, Zhang Ye and Yao Jiancai's new crosstalk that shocked the entire country, "A Letter to Home" sweeping the Top Chinese Music Chart, the loss of the World Table Tennis Championships, Han Li's new excuse for losing, the tacit acceptance of the national team, the scolding from the netizens, and so on and so forth. This first night of the Lunar New Year was really too lively! However, maybe it was because they felt that there was not enough commotion, or that it was not big enough, another big situation happened at Beijing Television Station!
Backstage.
Near the conference hall, a group of people was in a mess!
"Quick, call an ambulance!"
"Hey, what's going on?"
"Call 120!"
"Teacher Qu Haiying fainted!"
"Don't touch him! It could be a heart attack! Don't move! "
"Quick, call the leader!"
"This is bad! This is bad! "
"Teacher Qu! Teacher Qu! Wake up! "
A moment later, Chang Xiaoliang hurried over with the director's team. "How could this be? Old Qu? Old Qu? Have you called an ambulance? Why aren't they here yet? "
A few of Beijing Television's station leaders also rushed over!
A female staff member was nearly in tears. "It's the first day of the Lunar New Year. There aren't enough ambulances!"
Chang Xiaoliang made a prompt decision. "Don't wait anymore! Get someone to drive Teacher Qu to the hospital! Hurry, hurry, hurry! "
Hu Fei said loudly, "Check if Old Qu has any heart attack medicine in his pocket! Let him take one first! "
"Yes, yes, yes, take the medicine!" The staff member scrambled to find the medicine.
After sending them off, Chang Xiaoliang's heart felt heavy. "The pressure is too great."
A deputy station head sighed. "For the Spring Festival Gala, everyone has been working day and night for too long!"
"Teacher Qu's heart has always been weak!" Qu Haiying's partner in the act said, "But what about the act? There's still an hour before it starts! "
A station leader looked at Chang Xiaoliang. "Old Chang, can we get someone else to do it?"
Chang Xiaoliang immediately said, "Old Qu's skit is centered around him. This skit was created entirely based on Old Qu, so we can't get someone else to do it!"
A female assistant director stamped her feet anxiously. "And it's too late to get someone else to do it!"
A member of the production team suggested, "What if we replace the backup program?"
"Where are the backup programs? Those that aren't needed have all been eliminated!"
"Also, none of the pre-selected programs had a small category!"
"Even if there is, it would be too late to get someone to come over now!"
"What should we do?"
"Our viewership ratings are soaring!"
"That's right, it's still a live broadcast. We can't miss a single program!"
"We really have a chance of getting first place in this year's Spring Festival Gala. Our Beijing Television's Spring Festival Gala has never gotten first place before! This is all because of Teacher Zhang Ye and Teacher Yao Jiancai! It would be such a pity if the last language program was gone and the show ended early. Most importantly, the program list had already been sent out, so there was no way to end it early. Otherwise, what would happen to the later episodes? Are we going to use the remaining ten or so minutes to broadcast commercials? "
"Why don't we replace it with a singing show?"
"A singing program only lasts two to three minutes. We need to find at least three or four programs! How to find it? Where could he find it? This is even more unreliable! "
The production team was in a mess and everyone was talking at once!
Suddenly, Xiao Lu, who was in the crowd, made a suggestion. "Why don't we come up with a new skit to replace it?"
Write a skit on the spot?
Prepare props on the spot?
Without any rehearsals, just go on the live broadcast?
Isn't that bullsh * t! Who could do it?
A lot of people ignored this suggestion.
But when Chang Xiaoliang heard it, his eyes suddenly lit up — because he thought of someone!
…
In the waiting room at the end of the corridor.
Yao Jiancai said, "What's going on outside? Why is it so chaotic? Did something happen? "
But Zhang Ye ignored him. He was still reading Weibo and scolding them.
"That's enough, old bro." Yao Jiancai was overjoyed. "You've been scolding them for ten minutes already. Take a break."
Zhang Ye said, "Wouldn't it be tiring even if I scolded them for three days and three nights? Those bastards are pretty …"
The door was pushed open from the outside and more than a dozen people came in. There were the station heads, Chang Xiaoliang, Hu Fei, Xiao Lu, and Dafei, as well as many of the program team's directors and staff. When these people came in, they heard this famous host, famous director, associate professor of Peking University, and associate professor of Media College scolding them like a hooligan. The words coming out of his mouth were so nasty that most people wouldn't be able to say it!
Chang Xiaoliang: "…"
Hu Fei: "…"
The station heads: "…"
Forget it, I'll just pretend I didn't hear it.
Without any discussion, everyone made a unanimous decision.
Zhang Ye was startled and stopped scolding. "Aiyo, Director Chang? Brother Hu? Deputy Station Head Song? What's going on? "
Chang Xiaoliang went straight to the point. "Teacher Qu Haiying suffered a heart attack and was sent to the hospital."
Yao Jiancai was stunned. "How is he?"
Zhang Ye had heard of Qu Haiying's name before. He was a pretty good skit actress.
Hu Fei immediately said, "I called him just now. He just arrived at the hospital and has woken up. His life shouldn't be in danger, but he definitely won't be able to go on the show later."
Zhang Ye heaved a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that he's fine."
Chang Xiaoliang looked at Zhang Ye. "But there's no one left to perform in the finale skit of Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala!"
Zhang Ye exclaimed and said anxiously on their behalf, "Then what should we do? Hurry up and think of something. "
"Director Zhang." An assistant director of Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala looked at him and said, "Didn't you say that you were going to do a skit?"
Zhang Ye was dumbfounded. "What did you say?"
That person repeated, "A skit."
Zhang Ye pointed at himself. "Me?"
That person said, "Yes."
Zhang Ye stared at him. "I said that?"
Chang Xiaoliang nodded and said, "You did."
Bullshit!
I'm a fucking crosstalk actor, so why would I do a skit? Do you think I'm crazy?!
But just as Zhang Ye was about to speak, the assistant director cut him off. That person said, "You're the one who said that. During the last rehearsal, you and Dong Shanshan were late. You said that the two of you were working on a skit, which was why you were late! Director Chang even said that he wanted to work with you on that skit next year! You even said that it wouldn't be a problem! "
Zhang Ye was dumbfounded. Fuck, he vaguely felt like … he had really said that before!
Chang Xiaoliang said decisively, "There's no need to work together next year. Let's do it this year, today. Teacher Zhang, we're all depending on you! For the finale skit … you can do it! "
Me?
Skit??
Zhang Ye nearly vomited blood!
Holy shit! Bro, can you stop fooling around?! I'm a crosstalk actor, so why would I do a skit?! I did say that the previous time, but that was because Dong Shanshan and I were late. I was just making up a lie to find an excuse! After saying that, I didn't even think about it. I don't even remember it! Why did you guys fucking take it seriously? And even a skit? Do you guys really think that I know everything!
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