PS: It's off the net, and I can't get on it until now! Shame!

After a moment of silence, the entire NBC Tech Hall erupted in excited cheers. Then came whistles, applause, and senseless howls. If it weren't for the fact that this was in the technical statistics room, and there were computers everywhere, these excited people would have immediately found a bottle of champagne to celebrate. Today, it is their festival, because they are witnesses of miracles, and they are witnesses to the miracle of ratings that are enough to record in the history of television in country M and even in the world.

At this time, the scene in the technical hall may be more crazy than the scene of Chen Chufan's concert.

But they still have a little regret, really only a little regret. Because of Fubo's bet with the five major bookmakers, the bet is on the peak of ratings between the two entertainment festivals, but the concert is only fifteen minutes into the opening now, and only five minutes into the start of the concert, the result has been completely locked in advance, which inevitably makes the gamble end too quickly, without the sense of urgency to put the suspense to the end, which really makes people feel a little boring.

Of course, compared to their gains, that little bit of regret can be completely ignored, so after the excitement, the gang took out their phones and began to dial. At this point, they have to share their excitement with their superiors, friends, colleagues, and everyone they feel they should share the news.

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Contrary to the joy of NBC's tech hall at this time, it was a different scene in the headquarters of CBS, radio station F of Columbia, near Sixth Avenue not far from NBC. Before 7:35, everything was as normal here as usual, and the Grammys brought them a high rating of thirty-two percent. According to past experience, over time, when the 8 o'clock party officially begins, this yield can be increased by about 10 percent.

Obviously, the uproarious concert of Z Guochen had no effect on them. So the people in the technical hall were drinking coffee leisurely as usual. Occasionally, I glance at the display screen that feeds back the data, which looks relaxed and freehand.

But when 7:35 passed, the situation changed abruptly. The ratings, which should have been rising steadily, did not rise but fell, and that's it, it was not slowly falling little by little, but suddenly falling from 32 percent to single digits, and when the ratings were basically stable after 10 years, there were only 2.3 percent left!

As with the initial reaction of the NBC technicians, everyone was stunned for a moment. They all thought that there was something wrong with the equipment, otherwise how could the ratings of the Grammys drop by 30% in just 2 minutes. Even God wouldn't make such a joke. So the scene that played out in the NBC lobby was repeated, perhaps because no one would believe that the numbers on the screen were facts. So they took a little longer to inspect the equipment, three times as long as the NBC technicians, because they carefully inspected the entire equipment three times.

And when they finally finished checking, it was already 8:10 p.m., and the numbers on the screen were still jumping up and down 2.00 percent, and they finally realized that it was not a special equipment problem, but a problem with the Grammy Gala that they had spent tens of millions of dollars to buy the broadcast rights. This world-class music awards show has been reduced to the same status as a second-rate TV series.

A second-rate TV series only costs at least hundreds of thousands of dollars, and it can be broadcast for a month, but the special Grammy Gala costs more than five million dollars per show, and it is only one night! No matter how you count it, it's a big deal.

All right. Maybe the writers didn't think about it at all, but they were collectively silent. After the silence, the technical director of the response quickly took out the phone and called the senior management of Radio Columbia. This news had to be reported to the superior as soon as possible, but he had already been delayed for half an hour.

When the supervisor's report was conveyed layer by layer, another ten minutes passed. The current CEO of CBC, who finally got the news, then urgently called a conference call. Clearly, someone has to be held accountable at this point. As a senior executive, they think so much more than the technicians.

Even those executives only need to think about the faces of the entrepreneurs who invested in this period of advertising when they learn about it. Thinking of the sky-high prices set by the station for these advertisements tonight, and thinking of the energy behind those companies, no one can still keep calm. If it is not handled well, this is definitely the biggest disaster that Columbia Broadcasting and Television is about to face.

Because when the news gets out, their advertisers may be de-confident in them, their shares may fall directly on the first business day, they and all shareholders will lose a lot, and they will be ridiculed by the media all over the world. They shudder at the thought of so many possibilities.

Perhaps only at this time, will the figure of a Z country person flash in the minds of these high-ranking people at the same time. How did he do it? And the next moment, these high-level executives who got the news coincidentally locked the TV channel on the concert of Z Guochen......

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Fifty minutes have passed since Chen Chufan's first concert, and the audience is still eerily quiet, the only difference is that there are many more listeners in the Greenland Square at this time than at the beginning of the concert, and the entire square is almost filled, and until this time, there are still scattered people spending money to buy tickets at the five entrances and queuing up to enter. At the door of the temporary rack, whether it is the ticket sales staff or the large number of security guards hired, they are all busy at their posts with a pair of headphones on their ears.

For a full fifty minutes, Chen Chufan used the method of continuous singing, performing this song from Planet Dika and modified by Lu Jia, and he didn't even stop to rest for a minute and drink a sip of water. If it weren't for the transformation of music genes, ordinary stars would have been unable to continue to persevere, but Chen Chufan's performance was still as radiant as when he first came on stage.

Finally, this song, which was performed in a split way on the album, and now after being serialized together, seems to be a little super long, and it has been sung to the end, and a brilliant and super high syllable becomes the end of the whole song. The accompaniment behind him slowly stopped, and Chen Chufan gradually opened his eyes, and he really saw the concert scene at this time.

The bright lights on and off the stage have all been lit up, illuminating the whole performance scene. It's already past eight o'clock at night, and the brilliant outdoor lights set off the night curtain in navy blue, and the sky on the entire green space is shimmering, and the fire-like colors are hazy and dreamy, shrouding this green space into a fantasy world.

Although the music on the stage had stopped, the audience seemed to be still reminiscing, and everyone had a look of fascination on their faces, obviously still immersed in the atmosphere created by his music and did not want to wake up. Nearly 30,000 people performed like this, giving the entire concert scene a layer of mystery.

Chen Chufan even heard the exclamations of his band members from behind him. The adult Qiuqiu, when using its spiritual power, carefully avoided the players of the whole party, and when playing, they could still pay full attention, but when they finished playing now, they saw the fans in the audience who still hadn't woken up, and naturally gave birth to a sense of wonder that the world was really wonderful.

Fortunately, Chen Chufan considered the problems that might arise after the ball went all out. He just waved his hand on the stage, and the lights of the entire scene were completely extinguished again, and the green space, which was still bright just now, was dark again in an instant. And in this darkness, the rock band that had been prepared for a long time took the place of the band just now, and a guitar was quickly handed to Chen Chufan by the staff.

All this that had been rehearsed for a long time was converted in just thirty seconds, and then the deafening sound of heavy metal music suddenly sounded from the dark stage without warning, and then in the accompaniment of the drums, Chen Chufan's slightly hoarse singing voice came again.

"This is not a song for the brokenhearted, God will not shelter those who pray without faith......" (To be continued......