Liaoning Television.
Someone from the film crew suddenly shouted, "Quick, come and see! Something big has happened for Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala! "
"What's the matter?" A director of Liaoning's Spring Festival Gala hurried over.
That person said, "Teacher Qu Haiying's skit can't be aired anymore!"
"Huh?"
"What happened?"
…
Dragon Television.
The executive director was silent for a moment before saying, "There's no need to consider Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala anymore."
"Ah?"
"What?"
"Aren't they in the limelight now?"
Some people still didn't understand.
The chief director threw the cell phone with the news on it to one of his assistants. "They're in big trouble!"
…
Zhejiang Television.
"Director Xu, is the news true?"
"It's true. I just called a friend from Beijing TV."
"Then they're in trouble!"
"Yeah, it's already so late. Where can we find someone to take the show?"
"Great, our biggest competitor is gone!"
…
The outside world was in heated discussion!
In one of the Beijing Television Station's waiting rooms, it was abnormally quiet. It was supposed to be the center of attention, but at this moment, even the sound of a pin dropping on the floor could be heard clearly.
Creak!
The sound of a door opening broke the silence!
Dong Shanshan strode in with a look of shock. "What's going on?"
Zhang Ye gave a wry smile. "Close the door first, close the door first!"
"My mental fortitude is low. Don't scare me like that, Zhang 'er!" Dong Shanshan closed the door and said incredulously, "We are going to do a skit together? You want to replace Teacher Qu's finale skit? Don't tease me, old classmate. Even if we're classmates, you don't have to cheat me like this, right? "
Yao Jiancai said, "Little Zhang must have been forced into a corner. Even the deputy station head and executive director, along with a dozen or so people, came over to ask Zhang Ye to step up!"
Dong Shanshan nearly fainted. "But you still can't agree to it!"
Zhang Ye threw up his hands. "I had no choice but to do it. They insisted that I do it!"
Dong Shanshan pulled a chair and sat in front of Zhang Ye, "But don't you know what we do? He had graduated from a broadcasting major, so when had he ever done a skit before! I was puzzled. How did they suddenly find you? You even remembered to bring me along? "
Zhang Ye coughed and said, "Didn't we find an excuse to be late the last time? We're going to study the skit together. "
Dong Shanshan: "..."
She looked at Yao Jiancai and said, "Teacher Yao, please be the judge! What the hell is this? "
Yao Jiancai smiled and said, "Anyway, things are already like this. No matter what, the two of you have to bite the bullet!"
Zhang Ye suddenly turned around to look at him and said, "What do you mean by the two of us? Isn't it just us three? "
Yao Jiancai almost had a heart attack. "What? Did you count me in as well? "
Zhang Ye said, "Of course. How can two people act in a skit?"
Yao Jiancai nearly fainted. He, who had been enjoying the show a moment ago, suddenly panicked. "F * ck, who told you to agree! Hurry up and reject him. Replace him with someone else! I've never acted in a skit before! "
The more Dong Shanshan listened, the more amused she became. "This is great. A variety show host, a TV drama actor cum crosstalk comedian, and a host cum math professor cum director. Three amateurs who look like their arteries have been pricked. They don't even have a script for their skit, yet they're about to take the stage for the finale skit of Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala. And the time …" She looked at her watch. "There's only 58 minutes left!"
Zhang Ye nodded. "That's the truth."
Dong Shanshan looked helplessly at her old classmate. "Zhang 'er, I always knew that you were bold, but I never expected you to be this bold! Do you think that the three of us can do it? "
Zhang Ye said, "Even if we can't, we have to!"
Yao Jiancai sighed, "Hai!"
Zhang Ye composed himself and said, "Shanshan, I'm asking you seriously. Can you act in a skit?"
Dong Shanshan hesitated for a moment before saying, "I don't know either."
"Old Yao?" Zhang Ye asked.
Yao Jiancai said bitterly, "My main profession is acting. If you really want me to do it, it's not that I can't do it, but I don't know how well it will turn out. The problem is that I've never acted in a skit before!"
Dong Shanshan answered, "I think it's about the same for me. I'll definitely be able to do it if I bite the bullet, but the effect … who knows!"
Zhang Ye immediately said, "As long as you can go on stage!"
Dong Shanshan said in a speechless manner, "Can your demands be any lower?"
Yao Jiancai said, "But where's the script? Where's the script for the skit? "
The three of them immediately fell silent.
How worrying!
The three of them were each more worried than the other!
Especially Zhang Ye, this fellow was under the most pressure!
But suddenly, after thinking for a long time, Zhang Ye suddenly slapped his thigh and said angrily, "I don't believe it! Why can't we do it? Why can't we? " He turned to Dong Shanshan and said, "Shanshan, you were the one with the best results in our class back then. You did well in all the activities and competitions organized by the school. Back then, when the name Dong Shanshan was mentioned in our class, there weren't many students from other faculties who didn't know of her! Which of the broadcasting teachers didn't give you a thumbs up? It's just a skit! I don't believe that you can't do it well! "
Dong Shanshan sighed slightly. "A hero doesn't boast about his past achievements. Alright then, I … will give it a try!"
Zhang Ye looked at Yao Jiancai. "Old Yao, you have the most experience in acting among us. How many years have you been acting? Before I was born, you were already working hard in this industry. You've acted in at least a few dozen roles, if not a hundred. For example, you've acted as a father-in-law, or … father-in-law, or even … father-in-law. Alright, I don't think you've acted in any other roles. "
Yao Jiancai: "…"
Zhang Ye said, "But your acting is definitely not a problem!"
Yao Jiancai glanced at him. "Of course."
Zhang Ye said, "I'll give you a script now. I don't believe that you can't memorize it in an hour!"
"Skit's lines?" Yao Jiancai said confidently, "It's short. I won't even need an hour!"
Dong Shanshan also said at this moment, "If it's lines, I'm fine with it too. I still have the basics."
Yao Jiancai looked at Zhang Ye. "You're always talking about us. What about you?"
Zhang Ye smiled. "Are you talking about the acting or the lines? If it's acting, I've also acted in movies before. " He had even eaten a lot of performance-related skill experience books before. Then he said, "As for the lines, Old Yao, have you ever seen me holding a script when I'm doing a show?"
Yao Jiancai: "… I almost forgot. You're the most perverted kid!"
Zhang Ye clapped his hands vigorously. "That's why, then what's the problem now!"
Yao Jiancai was also determined. "Damn, then let's do it!"
"Let's do it, whether we live or die depends on it!" Dong Shanshan had also thought it through.
Zhang Ye laughed and said, "Right, let's show everyone that three amateurs can still come up with a classic skit! The three of us will open their eyes! "
Yao Jiancai smacked his lips and said, "Classic skit? It's already pretty good if we can even make it to the live broadcast! "
"That won't do. I either don't do it or do it to the best of my abilities!" Zhang Ye said.
Dong Shanshan looked at him. "But what about the script?"
Zhang Ye said, "I'm still thinking about it."
Now that they were given too little time, the requirements for the skit were greatly limited!
1. The script must be simple and the lines must not be too complicated!
2. The props must be few and simple!
3. The actors must be three, two men and one woman.
4. The skit must be good!
With all these conditions combined, the number of skits that could meet the requirements was decreasing!
At this moment, Zhang Ye's mind was filled with the skits of his previous world's Central TV Spring Festival Gala. Although the Spring Festival Gala in his previous world also had many unsatisfactory crosstalk skits, if the classic skits were carefully selected, there would still be countless hilarious classics!
Which one should he choose?
That one? No, I still have to make a Scottish "pantsuit". There's no time left!
Then what about that one? That won't do either. The props are too big and I won't make it in time!
What about that one? That won't do either. The lines of the other two were too complicated. Dong Shanshan and Yao Jiancai were not like Zhang Ye. The two of them could only memorize the lines of a normal skit within an hour. They couldn't do anything beyond that. Furthermore, they didn't have an hour left. They still had to set aside a lot of time to rehearse!
There were too few choices!
They could be said to be as rare as phoenix feathers and qilin horns!
Zhang Ye was sweating profusely. There wasn't enough time. If he had been told earlier, if he had a few more days, he could have prepared more skits. But now …
He took out his cell phone to check the time.
A Weibo notification popped up on the screen. He clicked on the wrong button and opened Weibo.
The first thing he saw was scolding.
"Boycott Zhang Ye!"
"What lousy song is that? It's so awful!"
"A song made our country lose a match. I'm speechless!"
"Zhang Ye is too much of a scourge!"
"I feel that the national table tennis team's complaints are not wrong. If Zhang Ye's fans hadn't pushed his song up the charts, we wouldn't have lost the men's team championship!"
"Supporting the table tennis team!"
"You guys have worked hard!"
"I heard that something has happened to Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala. Haha, serves them right!"
"You guys even dared to invite a hooligan like Zhang Ye to perform a crosstalk? See, this is retribution! Beijing TV's Spring Festival Gala can't even take care of themselves now! We still don't know who will be the one to put out the fire! "
Seeing this, Zhang Ye's eyes suddenly moved!
Eh!
I've got it!
Wasn't that skit from Central TV's Spring Festival Gala also a good one?
Thinking of this, Zhang Ye got excited. He banged the table excitedly and immediately took out a pen and paper to write a script for the skit. "Old Yao, Shanshan, I've thought of one! Come quickly! "
Yao Jiancai was taken aback. "So fast?"
"What skit is it?" Dong Shanshan also came over.
Zhang Ye wrote as he spoke. This script was not written for himself as he had no use for it at all. It was for Yao Jiancai and Dong Shanshan to memorize their lines.
One minute!
Two minutes!
Zhang Ye quickly finished reciting the skit from beginning to end!
After listening to it, Yao Jiancai was stunned. "This … you wrote it on the spot?"
"Yes! It was a flash of inspiration! "Zhang Ye was overjoyed." Hahahaha! "
Dong Shanshan suddenly stretched out her hand and smacked Zhang Ye on the head.
Zhang Ye was startled. "What are you doing?"
Dong Shanshan said, "I wanted to see if you would reveal your true form."
Zhang Ye said in amusement, "Whoa, so you're saying that I'm a monster?"
"Even if you're not a monster, you're not far from it!" Yao Jiancai said incredulously, "You're fucking writing it way too fast!"
Zhang Ye laughed. "Just tell me, will it work or not?"
Yao Jiancai laughed heartily. "If this doesn't work, what else will?"
Dong Shanshan snapped her fingers. "That's it!"
Zhang Ye said, "Alright! It's settled! "
The three amateurs hit it off!
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