I’m Really a Superstar

One p.m.

Zhang Ye was rushing to finish the manuscript. Later, his assistant Xiaofang called him.

"Teacher Xiao Zhang."

"What's wrong, Xiaofang?"

"The leader asked me to tell you that the advertiser for your column is here."

"Ah? You're here so early? Didn't you say in the afternoon?"

"Well, it's afternoon now. Here are the advertisements. The recording studio is ready. The director asked you to go and prepare first. He will bring people over later."

Okay, now it’s even harder to catch up!

Zhang Ye just typed out the next few words of "Ghost Blows Out the Lamp" on his computer. He hadn't conceived the words yet, so he could only turn off the computer and go to the recording room to catch up.

Sometimes, the enemy often knows the enemy best. This is true. Tian Bin keenly noticed Zhang Ye's series of abnormal behaviors, and then thought about the obvious decline in the broadcast quality of these two issues of "Late Night Ghost Stories". Stuttering and using wrong words often happened. Zhang Ye, who used to record an episode in just one hour, now needs at least one and a half to two hours to record it. Tian Bin guessed that Zhang Ye had encountered a creative bottleneck. It is most likely that there is something wrong with the novel. Looking at him now, it is obvious that he has no draft in his heart. Haha, you are also like today. Can't you tell the story in the future? Let me see how you get through this today! Tian Bin was so happy that he got up and went to the recording room, ready to watch Zhang Ye make a fool of himself and see how he ended up!

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Recording Room No. 1.

This is the most luxurious shed in the station. It is at least two or three times larger than other recording studios. This does not include the outer room opposite. There is not only a small outer room opposite for telephone editing work, but also a small outer room on the other side. There is a more spacious listening room with almost no obstructions from the transparent soundproof glass. It is filled with more than 30 leather chairs. It looks like a small conference hall. It is obviously that the station specially gave it to the literary broadcast for this large amount of advertising investment. Frequency is given the green light, otherwise this kind of recording and broadcasting room can usually only be submitted for approval when there are off-site interactive activities or leadership inspections.

The battle is huge!

The pressure is even greater!

When Zhang Ye entered, the staff had already debugged the equipment. They briefly told Zhang Ye that this place was different from other recording studios because of a few button changes, and then left. Zhang Ye was left alone in the room, sitting on pins and needles, talking. I kept thinking "What should I do?" Just talking nonsense? That won't work. The reason why advertisers can invest in him must be because they have listened to his program. He exposed his trap as soon as he opened his mouth. Besides, the audience will definitely not agree. They are imagining and talking at the same time? But he doesn’t have the ability. Even if he creates something in a hurry, the quality won’t be good! After thinking of all the ways he could think of, Zhang Ye was at his wits' end and just hoped that the advertisers wouldn't break the contract.

outside room.

Observation hall.

"Come on, please come in." The door creaked, and Zhao Guozhou and a deputy led five or six men and women in. "Let's sit wherever you like, and I'll have someone pour you tea."

A woman said: "Director Zhao is too polite."

Another advertiser looked at Zhang Ye behind the glass, "Is this Teacher Xiao Zhang?"

"Yes." Zhao Guozhou smiled and said: "Let Xiao Zhang start, let's listen and chat at the same time."

"Okay, I'm a loyal listener of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp". I listened to it at midnight last night. I'm lucky to be here to listen to it today." The middle-aged man said politely.

They sat next to each other in the front row. The pawn shop they belong to belongs to the Huatian Group. It operates pawns, gold jewelry, and some auction house business. Zhang Ye has never heard of this group company in his world. The one he is familiar with is Huaxia Pawn. Obviously , the pawn industry has also been modified in today's world.

Perhaps the amount of advertising this time was too high, and the contract period was relatively long, not a short-term one week or half a month. Therefore, one of the largest domestic group companies also paid more attention to it and sent five or six of them. The leaders and staff of the advertising and publicity department came to sign the contract and discuss the specific details. Similarly, Zhao Guozhou also found some staff to accompany him. Wang Xiaomei and several broadcasting teachers from the station also came. The last person to come in was Tian Bin. He probably came uninvited, but there were no restrictions on listening today, and the leader didn't say anything.

After everyone sat down, Zhao Guozhou raised his index finger to Zhang Ye's assistant Xiaofang.

After understanding the leader's intention, Xiaofang made a gesture to Zhang Ye behind the glass, and then counted down for ten seconds. After working together for so many times, the two of them could communicate using gestures. In the past, the assistant of "Late Night Ghost Stories" was Li Si, and Xiaofang was everyone's assistant, that is, a handyman on the stage. After Zhang Ye came up, and the show became more and more popular, Xiaofang was already Zhang Ye's special assistant, organizing literature and art. Many of the tasks such as broadcasting letters and obtaining materials have been given to other clerks. Xiaofang is dedicated to the work of "Late Night Ghost Stories" and is a member of Zhang Ye's program team.

Now that things have come to a close, Zhang Ye has the courage to push a button, three, two, one, and start the main text of the program, "Hello everyone, I am your DJ Zhang Ye. Welcome everyone to listen to today's program. "Late Night Ghost Stories" column." Zhang Ye casually mentioned the chapter title and started telling the story.

He was talking and chatting outside.

"I have already prepared the contract. Do you want to see it?" Zhao Guozhou got to the point.

The woman seemed to be the leader of the team, "If Director Zhao has something to do, please do your work first. Don't worry. We are here to inspect today. We have to listen again."

"Okay, of course no problem." Zhao Guozhou said.

The woman asked strangely: "By the way, I see... Teacher Xiao Zhang doesn't have any manuscripts?"

Zhao Guozhou smiled slightly and said, "Yes, this is also a feature of our program. Xiao Zhang never has a script, and the program is all done on the spot."

"Can't you?" The woman was doubtful.

Several people at the pawn shop nearby also thought they were exaggerating.

On the other end, Zhang Ye recorded: "Fat man has a... heirloom jade pendant that he always wears with him. This jade belongs to the Northwest Field Army... one... one..." Before he could finish his sentence, Zhang Ye Ye couldn't talk anymore. He was composing words in his mind and recalling the plot. He was really unable to do what he wanted.

Huh? What happened to Xiao Zhang today? Only then did Zhao Guozhou realize that something was wrong with Zhang Ye!

Tian Bin had already noticed it, and he chuckled in his heart, gloating and waiting to see Zhang Ye's joke. This was the purpose of his coming!

"what's the situation?"

"Huh? Why didn't you say anything?"

The advertisers looked at each other, and no one understood what was going on.

Zhang Ye coughed covertly and turned off the recording, "Let's re-record this. I'm sorry, I have some throat problems today. I need to drink some water."

Zhao Guozhou looked at him and pushed away the microphone in the room. "You didn't sleep yesterday, okay? It's okay. You can rest for a few minutes." In order to smooth things over for Zhang Ye, Zhao Guozhou quickly found a different topic and chatted with several advertisers. Other topics came up.

Xiaofang looked worried!

Zhang Ye's colleagues also looked suspicious!

In fact, many people also felt from the previous two days of the program that Zhang Ye's storytelling was not smooth. The quality of the novel's text has dropped significantly, and some plots are also stumbling. They all wonder if Zhang Ye has exhausted his talents? Can't the story continue? But look, you are in such a hurry. The advertiser came to sign the contract today. If something goes wrong today, so much advertising money will be wasted. Zhang Ye will have to bear the responsibility, and this matter will also become a stain on their literary broadcast. !

Many people held their breath for Zhang Ye.

Only Tian Bin had a different expression than everyone else. He wished that Zhang Ye would make a mistake. If "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" really couldn't be maintained, then there would be no need for Zhang Ye to exist. Not to mention being scolded to death by the audience, the leader would not I promise, "Late Night Ghost Stories" has been airing for so many years. Even though there have been novels that were axed due to poor ratings, they have never been abandoned halfway. There will always be a brief ending. If Zhang Ye said no today Once the story comes out, it will be a broadcast accident, and no one can save him!