The winner was Ziyu Fengqing, and the news of donating 200 million yuan was not known to Wang Yong until the morning of the next day.

He turned off the phone and slept until dawn, and after turning it on, he didn't answer calls and text messages, and almost blew up his phone.

In the short message, Feng Kui told Wang Yong in detail what happened.

"Ziyu Fengqing photographed it?" Wang Yong's eyes widened, feeling unbelievable.

How can it be so coincidental? Wang Yong's grandfather's posthumous work, the competition of hundreds of millions of people, but the winner is Ziyu Fengqing?

Even Wang Yong, an atheist, vaguely suspects that there is a providence in the dark.

After thinking about it, Wang Yong didn't call Ziyu Fengqing, but sent a text message.

"Thank you. Actually, you don't have to go to such great lengths, I really want to, I can give you three copies in an hour, and there are no duplicate ones. When you have time, we can open a room and talk about it. ”

When the text message was sent, Wang Yong couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

It seems that I really saw the scene of sharing a room with Ziyu Fengqing and discussing art.

After a while, Ziyu Fengqing's text message replied. It's just six words.

"If you look ugly, you want to be beautiful. ”

"......" Wang Yong almost didn't catch his breath.

When did Ziyu Fengqing learn this kind of witticism? According to her style, shouldn't she just say "roll"?

Holding the mobile phone and hesitating for a long time, Wang Yong still didn't have the courage to tease Zi Yufengqing again.

God knows if this woman will really have a "roll" word in the next sentence.

Jumping out of bed, Wang Yong washed and talked to Feng Kui on the hands-free.

"Oh my teacher Wang, you can turn on the machine! this night will kill me in a hurry!" Feng Kui complained busily.

"Isn't that okay? Wang Yong responded with a smile.

"Having said that, the process is thrilling! The people who crusaded against you last night could form an eight-province alliance, if they didn't know where you lived, your hotel would have to be demolished by them!"

The most important thing is the movement of the donation, which must not be sloppy. Even if there is a mistake of a dollar, we will be scolded to death. Wang Yong advised.

"Don't worry about this, I personally supervise it, and no one dares to do anything. By the way, when are you coming to the station? The ratings should be coming out. ”

"Here it goes. ”

Wang Yong hung up the phone after speaking.

After hurriedly washing up, he rushed to Yanjing TV.

Eight o'clock in the morning.

After tossing all night, people gradually lost interest in the 230 million donations. It is the paper media that realized it later, and used sour headlines one by one to criticize Wang Yong's behavior.

"One Dollar Treasure or Illegal Accumulation?"

"A New Type of Multi-level Marketing under the Banner of Charity: Focusing on Yanjing TV's One-Yuan Treasure Hunting Activity"

"230 million donations, who is responsible for it"

"Black box operation has become an unspoken rule of the industry, an interview with the founder of One Yuan Treasure Hunt"

……

Either way, the title points to the legitimacy of these 230 million, intentionally or unintentionally.

As soon as Wang Yong walked into the office of "Mr. Good", he heard a group of program team members slapping the table and scolding his mother.

Obviously, everyone just wants to do a good deed, but they are being pointed at behind their backs. Who has anger in their hearts.

"Teacher Wang, you see that these paper media are too bad! If you lose money, you are still peers! I will bully and bully our local station, change it to CCTV, and give the three of them the courage to say this!" A member of the program team complained to Wang Yong angrily.

Wang Yong smiled and said: "Haven't you heard that cross talk joke?" 'Counting nine in the middle of winter and looking forward to spring, and looking forward to the rising sun in the middle of the night; flowers and moons look forward to big sums of money, idle second wives look forward to hooligans; night reading talents look forward to female ghosts, bachelor old men look forward to aunts; acting looks forward to winning awards, saying cross talk looking forward to dying peers'! Our industry is the same, we all look forward to the death of our peers!"

"Hahaha, what Mr. Wang said is so right! One rating will make people in the industry break their heads and bleed, don't you expect people from other TV stations to die?"

"This paragraph sounds vulgar, but it really hits the nail on the head!

was interrupted by Wang Yong like this, and most of the resentment in everyone's hearts disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the topic turned to the ratings of last night's show.

"Mr. Wang, do you think we can have a few ratings in last night's episode?" someone asked Wang Yong.

"It's not certain, it's better than we normally are. Wang Yong said.

"Teacher Wang, you are too unambitious! If you want me to say, you have to break 5 at least! Kill the sharp spirit of "The Sword of Chinese Studies"!"

"That's right! The grandsons of "The Sword of Chinese Studies" were also damaged, and they didn't want to lose their faces for the sake of ratings! What is there to be proud of in terms of ratings for this kind of behavior?"

Wang Yong was stunned. He didn't watch "The Sword of National Studies" last night, and he had no idea what happened in "The Sword of National Studies".

"Xiao Wu, what Chinese players collectively lost to the Orientals? Wang Yong asked.

"Teacher Wang, you haven't seen it! I suggest you take a look, anyway, I'll be ashamed of them after reading it. How can you do this? In order to support an Oriental, the dignity of domestic players has been trampled. Xiao Wuwu complained to himself.

Wang Yong sat down in front of the computer and began to watch last night's video of "Chinese Studies on the Sword".

dragged directly to the last paragraph, and after reading it, Wang Yong's face was solemn.

"Teacher Wang, you're angry too, aren't you? If TV shows follow them like this, sooner or later you will be killed!" Xiao Wu said when he saw that Wang Yong's face was wrong.

Who knows, Wang Yong shook his head lightly: "It's not a fraud." This Oriental is really powerful. And ......"

Wang Yong's tone was stunned.

"I'm afraid he hasn't done his best yet. ”

"What?" said this, and everyone in the office was stunned.

Six consecutive slashes, so that the opponent did not score a point. Haven't you done it all?

It's too fake, isn't it?

Everyone looked at Wang Yong suspiciously: "Teacher Wang, you are a little too exalted of that Oriental, right?"

"It's not lifting, it's fact. If you don't believe it, just wait and see. This Oriental is not simple, and the program group of "Chinese Studies on Swords" is estimated to have played big this time. They want to find a master to fill in the position to defeat the Oriental and gain another wave of ratings. The idea is beautiful, but the reality is absolutely cruel. ”

"Really?" everyone looked at each other, and at the same time saw the schadenfreude in each other's eyes. "Isn't that just right? This makes it forgivable to do evil in heaven, and you can't live if you do it yourself!"

"What are you discussing? What can't you live if you do something wrong?" At this time, Feng Kui pushed the door in, with a happy expression.

Wang Yong glanced at Feng Kui and asked casually, "How much?"

"Teacher Wang, I just wanted to sell a pass, and you're going to choke people!" Feng Kui complained, his right hand hidden behind him slowly raised, and a piece of paper waved in his hand.

But it's today's ratings report.

As soon as I saw the report, the whole office was crowded.

Twitter, you say a word to me, and you have guessed a few points. Some say four, some say five, and those who dare to guess eight.

It's just that no matter how much everyone says, Feng Kui always shook his head.

It made everyone confused.

What are the points?

Finally, Feng Kui brightened the report in front of everyone's eyes, and announced with full of energy: "10.15%! The instantaneous peak rating is as high as 15%!"

Wow!

After hearing these two stats, everyone went crazy.

10%! This Nima is going against the sky!

The big men of several program groups hugged each other, patted each other's backs and couldn't help shouting: "Just ask who else!"

The female staff shouted even more regardless of the image, and her hair was scattered, like a crazy woman.

Feng Kui was also smiling, clenching his fists and waving them.

Only Wang Yong looked at these people with a smile, just like when he saw his soldiers complete the year-end assessment.

After a while, someone noticed Wang Yong's calmness and couldn't help but ask strangely: "Teacher Wang, why are you unhappy? 10%! We have set a record!"

Wang Yong replied: "Happy, but not so happy." ”

"What does that mean?"

"A 10% rating is a good thing, but we also have to realize that this is not the real rating of our show. This is based on the ratings of 150 million jackpots. In fact, it has nothing to do with the content of our program, and it has nothing to do with the quality of our program. And the outside world may not count this rating on the head of our show. Therefore, instead of being happy with the 10% ratings, it is better to be happy that we have sniped at how many reliable ratings of "The Sword of Chinese Studies" are. Wang Yong said lightly.

When the big guys heard Wang Yong's words, they all calmed down.

"yes, this rating doesn't really have much to do with us. We have to base ourselves on the show itself. ”

"Don't forget the original intention, you have to always. Our show doesn't do a one-dollar treasure every day, and it doesn't have more than 100 million prizes every time. Indeed, the most important thing is to do a good job in the original program content. ”

"What I want to know most now is how many ratings there are for "The Sword of Chinese Studies". Will it break our previous record?"

"I also want to know, but there is no news on the Internet, so I am really anxious. ”

……

CCTV building.

The program group of "Chinese Studies on the Sword" is in a meeting.

Huo Ye stood at the front, holding a report in his hand, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

"1.8%! The ratings of this episode are only 1.8%! Not even as good as the first episode! You let me say what are you good at? This kind of result will laugh off other people's big teeth!" Huo Ye roared.

The group of people below lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Only the producer has a special status and persuades: "Master Huo, don't care too much." Everyone knows that this rating is not accurate, if it weren't for Wang Yong's set for us, our ratings would definitely easily break 3. Didn't the click-through rate of our website also break the record, with more than 90 million hits in a single issue?"

Huo Ye snorted coldly: "Of course I know this. But this is not an excuse! Could it be that Wang Yong lives for a day, and we can only be at his mercy? Will we give up the ratings from now on? We must fight-for-tat! We must puff up our chests and accept the challenge! We must trample all the ghosts, snakes, and gods under our feet!"

"Yes, yes, we will definitely be able to overpower Wang Yong in the third issue. Dark clouds can block the sun for a while, but not for a lifetime. We've created enough buzzing topics that with a little attention, we can channel the heat into ratings. I'm confident in this!" the planning assistant director also stood up and patted his chest to promise.

"That's good. However, the ending of the second episode was temporarily changed, and the third episode we recorded before was no longer available. An episode must be re-recorded. That Xiao Wang, have you contacted Mr. Zhao Dezhong? Let him be sure to rush to our TV station this afternoon to record. ”

"Director, I've already been contacted. Teacher Zhao Dezhong is on his way. ”

"That's good! Success or failure is here! Come on, everyone!" Huo Ye rarely put down his shelf and cheered everyone on.

"Come on!"

The members of the program group of "Chinese Studies on the Sword" also shouted.

Wang Yong's suppression of two consecutive episodes of the program made them rebellious, and everyone was high-spirited.