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Everyone went to the computer room.

Tonight is sure to be a sleepless night. In addition to the film crew members who are on duty to find a place to rest, Ye Zi and the other teachers of the program team will stay in the computer room until a satisfactory version of the program is re-cut.

Zhou Fang is not involved in these specific tasks, she only focuses on the end result. After everyone left, she stayed alone in the office, leaning back in her chair with her eyes closed, carefully considering the feasibility of the plan submitted by Ye Zi and them.

Compared with the means originally envisioned, there is nothing special about this plan, and it also adopts the method of direct confrontation such as "pen war".

However, Ye Zi's choice of article writing angle was indeed something he didn't expect. From this point of view, write an article and publish it, and the foundation of this new program will be immediately solid.

and Ye Zi deliberately put forward a point of view that is also very novel, he actually said that the other party's approach would help the show win over the audience in the end. What is the rationale for this? Zhou Fang didn't understand it at all. But Ye Zi said this, he must have his own reason, right? Ye Zi is by no means a person who talks about it.

These kids are ・・・・・・ good!

Now, on my part, there should indeed be some actions. The other party has already taken the lead, and his side can't just be beaten and not fight back, right? Since the two sides have set up a position, they must always have contacts and battles in order to finally distinguish the winner or loser.

If you want to fight, then fight!

Let's see who killed the deer!

When she opened her eyes, Zhou Fang had already made up her mind, she grabbed the phone on the table and began to dial. Just dialed a few numbers, and suddenly realized the current time, Zhou Fang couldn't help but smile slightly and put down the phone.

Let's get some sleep first. Tomorrow, there's a battle waiting for me! I can't afford to lose to these kids. However・・・・・・ tomorrow's battle has lost its chance, and it is really hard to say whether it will be won or lost. But anyway, keeping this show is the most important thing at the moment!

Lying on the marching bed propped up in the corner of the office, Zhou Fang's mind was a mess, and he had all kinds of thoughts, and he tossed for a long time before falling asleep.

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Monday, November 4, 10 a.m., small conference room on the fifth floor of the TV station.

At the beginning of each month, the regular meeting of the middle and senior management of the TV station is held in this small conference room on the fifth floor. The so-called monthly meeting is generally not too important. The heads of each department will make a brief report on the work of the previous month and the plan of the department next month, and the leaders will understand the situation and then issue some instructions, and this regular meeting will be over. Strictly speaking, this regular meeting is more like providing an opportunity for these middle and senior leaders to communicate and communicate. When you are really busy, ask for leave to say hello in advance, and it doesn't matter if you don't participate.

It's a casual meeting, but today's situation is obviously a little different from the past.

Before ten o'clock, almost all the directors of all the departments of the TV station had arrived, and the leaders were also walking into the conference room one by one. When the figure of Director Cheng Zhongqing appeared at the door of the conference room, everyone had a premonition that today's meeting was different from the past.

In the past, Cheng Zhongqingcheng, the director of Shencheng TV Station who had been transferred from Qianjiang Provincial Television Station for less than a year, basically did not participate in this regular meeting after that, except for two times when he was first transferred. Usually, his deputy, Zhu Chen, the executive deputy director of the TV station, presided over the meeting, and after the meeting, he gave instructions according to the briefing of the meeting.

Today, when Cheng Zhongqing walked into the small conference room with his water glass, everyone knew that something big must be happening in the stage. Several well-informed people were secretly looking at Zhou Fang, who had been sitting there with their eyes closed since they came in, and their eyes were turning on her.

As soon as Cheng Zhongqing arrived, this month's regular meeting began.

Deputy Director Zhu Chen presided over the meeting, and the supervisors reported on the situation of their respective departments one after another, as usual. Everything seems to be the same.

If there is a little difference from the usual, it is that the participants of today's regular meeting have become silent and quiet. Those who love to play poor mouths have closed their mouths today; The old smokers also consciously put away their cigarettes and drank tea; Even Deputy Director Liu Mingyi, who likes to make long speeches and point out the country at regular meetings on weekdays, is rarely silent today.

Zhou Fang has finished her briefing. Her art department is one of the most important departments of the TV station, and the order of each briefing is at the top. On weekdays, maybe she has already left, but today, she also knows that she will never be able to go.

Cheng Zhongqing spread out a notebook in front of him, he held a pen, often jotted down two strokes in the notebook, and occasionally asked a question or two.

No one was chatting as usual, and the regular meeting went on very quickly, and before eleven o'clock, all the supervisors' briefings were over. On weekdays, if Zhu Chen says a few more words, these middle and high-level leaders will collectively go to the Yuhuayuan Hotel opposite the TV station to enjoy a hearty working lunch.

Today, after Zhu Chen finished his routine speech, Cheng Zhongqing put away the pen and coughed lightly.

Here it comes! The congregation immediately pricked up their ears and lifted their spirits.

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Ye Zi's spirit is very focused. Although he didn't sleep all night, it was just a piece of cake for him.

"Mr. Cai, I think we can try this material here." Ye Zi pointed to the picture of a girl crying with excitement and said, "That's how I think about it. ”

"The previous one we chose was the boy who lost because of the high note singing, and then we can directly edit this picture, and then turn it upside down to give the picture of this girl's candidacy and the judges' comments, the focus of the comments is on Mr. Zhu's encouragement, try not to use Mr. Ni's poisonous tongue, and add some professional analysis of Brother Shui."

"Teacher Cai, do you think this is okay?"

"I think it's doable." Director Cai Jianjun was still considering, and choreographer Qi Chu directly expressed his support. At the end of the night, Qi Chu was deeply impressed by Ye Zi's vision and talent. In particular, Ye Zi often thinks about the angle of the program in an ingenious way, and the program cut out according to his suggestions presents a completely different style from before, with the unique vigor and imagination of young people.

Cai Jianjun nodded: "Then try it." ”

The editor started working, and frame by frame was cleverly linked together.

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"I'll say two words." Cheng Zhongqing took a sip of water and spoke. His voice was thick and hard, and his timbre was a bit low.

"Last night, an old leader called my house. Why? Because of a program broadcast by our TV station, the old leader was very uncomfortable to watch. Therefore, the old leader complained to me. ”

Cheng Zhongqing's speech was neither fast nor slow, and his tone was smooth. Speaking of "complaint" here, there was a subtle change in his tone. It can be heard as a sneer, or it can be heard as a slight anger, depending on how the listener understands.

"Xiao Zhou, what the old leader is talking about is the new selection program broadcast by your Literature and Art Department, do you ・・・・・・ have anything to explain?" Cheng Zhongqing's eyes looking at Zhou Fang were calm and unwavering, without any emotion.

Zhou Fang stood up, and his tone was equally calm: "Yes." ”

"You say."

"Director Cheng, leaders, colleagues, the old leaders criticized the programs of our Literature and Art Department, and I humbly accept it on behalf of all the Literature and Art Department, which is the love and help of the old leaders for us. Director Cheng, if you have the opportunity, please express your gratitude to the old leaders on our behalf. ”

Cheng Zhongqing nodded slightly.

"The point I want to make is simple. We just started the pilot of our new show last night, and we wanted to hear from the audience so that we could better produce the next show. If possible, I would like to ask Director Cheng to convey to the old leader on my behalf and ask him to continue watching our program next week. ”

Before Cheng Zhongqing could say anything, a voice suddenly interjected: "Let the old leader criticize our TV station again?" ”

"Deputy Director Zhu, I don't know what you mean by ・・・・・・?" Zhou Fang turned to Zhu Chen, who was speaking.

Zhu Chen took out a table from a pile of documents in his hand, shook it, and then said, "Zhou Fang, you should have received yesterday's ratings summary, right?" The 33% rating can only rank fourth from the bottom of all shows last night, which is enough to tell the story, right? ”

"Deputy Director Zhu, I think you should remember ・・・・・・ program produced by our Literature and Art Department a few years ago, right?" Zhou Fang has been prepared for a long time: "If I remember correctly, the ratings of the first episode of "Family Singing Grand Prix" were only 27%, far lower than the 33% this time. And the result? What were the ratings on the night of the Grand Prix Grand Prix? 94%！ ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Fang looked around at the other leaders and colleagues present.

"Guys, we've all been in the TV industry for decades. Whether a set of programs can succeed or not, the first episode is often invisible. There are many examples of the premiere going higher and lower and lower. And the premiere is low, and there are probably not a few examples of getting better and better in the future, right? ”

Zhou Fang turned to Cheng Zhongqing again, her voice was still very calm: "Director Cheng, leaders, colleagues, for the program "Campus Top Ten Singers Selection", I and all my colleagues in the Literature and Art Department are unanimously optimistic! We are confident that we will achieve great results again! ”

In the end, Zhou Fang raised his voice a little, and his tone was sonorous and powerful.

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"Mr. Cai, this kind of editing should be feasible now, right?" After watching the picture that had just been re-edited, Ye Zi asked with a smile.

Cai Jianjun nodded: "Not bad." The contrast between the two pieces of material before and after is very stark, and the connection is also very clever. And through the comparison of these two players, the audience can feel that the players' passing or losing is inseparable from their own singing strength and hard work. Like the boy in front of him, although his timbre is good, he is not well prepared, and it is not surprising that he was over-pitched in both starts, causing the treble to be broken, and finally failed. ”

"That's how we should have edited from the start. We don't deliberately bring our opinions, but use the language of the camera to tell our audience what kind of show this show is, what kind of contestants are selected, and what kind of group of young people they represent. ”

Cai Jianjun was moved, and the two versions of the show were put together, and the contrast was too obvious.

"Xiao Ye, now I am really confident to do a good job in this show. Come, let's move on. ”

"Okay, let's move on." Ye Zi is also full of confidence.

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