1st of October.
Today was National Day.
Early in the morning, Zhang Ye was brushing his teeth in the bathroom.
His mother called. The moment she opened her mouth, she grumbled and criticized, "Have you found a job? Not yet? I told you I wouldn't let you resign. Look, look! "
Zhang Ye simply rinsed his mouth and wiped his mouth. He smiled, "Mom, I won't starve to death even if I don't have a job. Don't you know? My 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' and a few fairy tales have been published. They are officially on sale today, so don't worry. When the publishing firm sends me the money, I'll give you some. "
His mother said happily, "You've published it? How much did you earn? "
Zhang Ye played dumb, "Not much, not much. Have you eaten?"
"I'm asking you how much. Don't interrupt me!" His mother said sternly.
Zhang Ye could only say, "About 6 million. When it reaches my hands, it'll probably be about 5 million. A lot of taxes will have to be deducted."
"What? 6 million? Aiyah! "His mother was shocked," Are you robbing a bank? So much? Don't other people earn tens of thousands for a book? Our neighbor, Grandpa Zhang's child is an author. His best book only earned 80,000. How did you earn so much? "Zhang Ye bragged," How can it be the same? What kind of book is my 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'? It's not on the same level as them.
Zhang Ye bragged, "How can it be the same? What kind of book is my 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'? It's not on the same level as them. And my fairy tales are all classics. Just this alone makes me feel like I've lost out. If they didn't give me money so quickly, and if they didn't want the simplified Chinese copyright, I wouldn't have sold it for such a small amount of money. Mom, please tell Dad as well. Don't let him worry. I'm doing well. After quitting my job at the radio station, I can be more flexible here. I can publish whenever I want. I don't need to be restricted by work regulations. And I can guarantee you that in the future, there will definitely be a better job waiting for me."
"Then are you going to your grandma's place today?"
"You can go with Dad. I won't be going for now."
"Alright, I know you are busy. Then do your best."
Just as he was about to hang up, he heard his mother say to his father, "Wow, our son is amazing. 6 million. He earned 6 million from publishing!"
The call ended and Tian Bin's number came in again.
"Hello, Zhang Ye." Tian Bin's tone was excited.
"Old Tian, it's me. What's the matter?" Zhang Ye walked out of the bathroom.
Tian Bin said, "I was hired. I submitted my resume yesterday and went for an interview today. In the end, five minutes after the interview, they informed me to go to work tomorrow."
"Yo, that's good. What radio station is it?" Zhang Ye asked.
Tian Bin chuckled, "It's the Central Radio Station, the largest radio station in the country!"
Zhang Ye was also happy for him. "Alright, then I'll congratulate you first."
Tian Bin paused for a moment, "It's all because of your authorization letter. When I showed it to them during the interview, they did not say a word. Then, a Leader made a phone call and came back to inform me to start work tomorrow. It looks like the Central Radio Station places great importance on your program. Zhang Ye, thank you!"
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I'm not used to you being so polite. You don't have to thank me. It's not a big deal anyway. It was just a small matter."
"If there's a chance, come out for a meal." Tian Bin said.
"Alright, I'll arrange it when the time comes." Zhang Ye hung up.
After two phone calls, Zhang Ye appeared very happy. He reported the good news to his mother and congratulated Tian Bin, but he was actually worried. The publishing was going quite smoothly. This step had been completed in advance, but the next step was back to the dead end. How could he enter the television station? If he was really banned and could not enter, Zhang Ye would have to make a new plan. Where should he go? Filming a movie? Singing? But in reality, it was still not mature yet. He had not made others ignore his looks, qualifications, and strength. If he were to head straight for the music and film industry, no one would care about him. So what if his works were good? The time was not ripe yet.
Let's give an example.
"Miss Dong" is a good song, right?
But when the original author released an album, no one listened to it, nor did anyone know about it. But when it was sung by Zuo Li on the "Voice of a Boy" stage, it became popular all over the country. What do you think was the reason? Although the song had been changed, it was essentially the same song. There was no difference. The singing might have been better than the original author, but why did Zuo Li's cover song become popular even though he could not sing it? It was not a problem with the song. The song was a song, and it was also a good song. It had to do with opportunities and the story of Zuo Li and his girlfriend. But more importantly, it had to do with looks and qualifications. At least that was how Zhang Ye saw it. This was something that could not be helped. Zhang Ye knew himself well.
If the time was not ripe, he could not do something that was ripe!
He could only go to the television station. No matter how he thought about it, this was the most suitable place for his next step of development. He needed this springboard. He needed it very much!
No!
He still could not give up on this!
Zhang Ye decided to submit a few more resumes to give it a try. A few days ago, no one wanted him, but that did not mean it was impossible now. He had already published "Ghost Blows Out the Light", and the publishing firm's publicity was very good. This had also brought Zhang Ye a lot of additional popularity and reputation. The influence of "Dead Water" had already passed a few days ago. The television and radio stations could not possibly ban him forever. There was always a period of popularity. Once the popularity was gone, Zhang Ye could naturally make a name for himself.
One copy!
Three copies!
Five copies!
Zhang Ye began submitting his resumes again. The ones who were hiring hosts were only those few television stations, so he naturally submitted to them.
However, the replies poured a bucket of cold water on Zhang Ye once again!
The few television stations replied very quickly. Just like two days ago, the reply was still no!
Zhang Ye's head hurt. He also felt disheartened. Your sister, how much longer do I have to wait? If this drags on any longer, this bro will really drop from the E-list!
Just as he was thinking about it, the third call of the day came.
Zhang Ye was stunned. The number was from the famous program producer who had previously invited him, but had now gone to the Beijing Television Station — Teacher Hu Fei!
"Hello, Teacher Hu." Zhang Ye was a little unsure of the other party's intentions.
Hu Fei's tone was not very happy, "Teacher Zhang, I heard that you have submitted your resumes to many television stations in the past few days? You want to apply to be their host? "
Zhang Ye coughed, "Yes, I want to try my luck."
Hu Fei said, "Didn't I already invite you? You also agreed. Why are you submitting your resumes to other television stations?"
Zhang Ye was stunned hearing this, "Ah? Teacher Hu, didn't the Beijing Television Station ban me? After all, I said that poem at the award ceremony. The Beijing Radio Station is also the same unit as the television station, so I know what I'm doing. I didn't want to trouble you any further, and didn't want to make things difficult for you. "
Hu Fei was enlightened, "So you applied to other television stations, but didn't submit your resumes to the Beijing Television Station? You, you, hur hur. What do you want me to say about you? Well, this matter is actually my fault. I didn't look for you immediately and let your imagination run wild. Teacher Little Zhang, you might not know me well. I, Hu Fei, have been in the television system for so many years. I've always been a man of my word. Since I've promised you, I might not be able to guarantee that I can do it, but I will definitely do my best to help you do your job well! "
Zhang Ye said in disbelief, "Teacher Hu, are you saying … that your side still wants me?"
"I don't care what the station thinks. I must have you. What I'm interested in is your artistic quality and literary foundation. Among the younger generation, your standard is unparalleled. Maybe some of your peers, or even those younger than you, are more famous than you and have more achievements than you, but I dare say that in terms of literary standards, none of them can compare to you! If I don't want such a person, who would I want? "Hu Fei said with certainty.
Zhang Ye was excited, "Teacher Hu, this …"
"Come to the Beijing Television Station for an interview in the afternoon. I've already arranged it for you." Hu Fei hesitated for a moment before continuing, "But I still have to tell you this. I recognize you, but the choice of the host and guests is still decided by the higher-ups. My opinion can only be used as a reference to a certain extent. After all, you've caused quite a stir, and things haven't calmed down yet. I think you know this very well, so I can't guarantee that you'll be successful in the interview. The higher-ups will also be interviewing this time. Anyway, just perform well, and I'll fully support you!"
"Thank you, Teacher Hu!" Zhang Ye said gratefully.
"There's no need to thank me. It's not done yet. It won't be too late to talk about it after it's done. Besides, I want to say that this opportunity was not given to you by me, Hu Fei. You fought for it yourself. You have used your literary foundation to conquer me and many others. This is the opportunity you deserve!" Actually, before Zhang Ye received the Silver Microphone Award, Hu Fei only appreciated Zhang Ye and hoped that he would help him. However, after Zhang Ye's "Dead Water" at the award ceremony, Hu Fei was first speechless, then angry, but finally … he appreciated Zhang Ye even more. That "Dead Water" had completely conquered Hu Fei. Hu Fei felt that Zhang Ye was the talent he needed the most at this moment. No one else could do it!
The call ended.
Zhang Ye took a deep breath. He felt that things had taken a turn for the better!
The Beijing Television Station was interviewing him! He still had a chance to enter the television station!
This news was no doubt the most exciting news for Zhang Ye in the past few days. It was even more exciting than the publication of "Ghost Blows Out the Light". This was because publication was only temporary. The popularity was also temporary. If he really wanted to become famous and continue increasing his popularity, he still had to go on television!
However, there was a major drawback to going on television. That was that it was easy for one's family to be ruined!
Look at those talent shows and interview programs on television. Which person would go on stage and speak without a few family members dying? Today, his grandfather would die. Tomorrow, his father would die. The day after that, his aunt would have cancer. The day after that, his family's dog would have prostatitis!
Each was worse than the other!
Hence, from a certain point of view, going on television was a very dangerous thing. If one's family was not ruined, they would be embarrassed to greet others!
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