Before Gu Bei's rebirth, almost every year's Spring Festival Gala, before it ended, there were already complaints on the Internet.

I don't know when it started, complaining about the Spring Festival Gala has become a fixed matter for people during the New Year.

It's no wonder that the audience is poisonous, it's really that after 00 years, there are too many slots in each Spring Festival Gala, which makes people not vomit and be unhappy.

Every time, I fooled what people said, and the gluttonous feast was carefully prepared, and it turned out that after people watched it with great interest......

What the hell is it?

After being reborn for so long, Gu Bei still remembers the last time he watched the Spring Festival Gala, it was so embarrassing that it was not good, none of the songs were popular back then, and a mouth was the big picture.

Not to mention language programs, actors seem to die at any time if they don't shout two slogans on stage.

The reason why Gu Bei can still be patient is to verify the slots summarized by netizens one by one.

Proficiency is idle.

Now, Gu Bei wants to see the fancy complaints of netizens, but the problem is, don't talk about domestic at the moment. The Internet era in the United States has not yet come.

And in an era when there is no network and there is no means of ratings statistics, if you want to know the audience's feedback at the first time, you can only wait honestly.

Waiting for the audience to call, waiting for the audience to write from the audience.

"Happy New Year, Happy New Year!"

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Gu Bei, who was supposed to rest at home, arrived in Taili early.

I can't help it, I can't stay at home at all.

Although the letter from the audience has not yet arrived, there should always be a phone call.

Yesterday, Huang Yihe told Gu Bei that in order to grasp the audience's reaction to this Spring Festival Gala as soon as possible, the station deliberately announced all the phone numbers before the party started.

How many calls?

How did the audience react to the gala?

As the main creator, Gu Bei also hopes to know at the first time.

I went upstairs and knocked on the door of Huang Yihe's office.

Director Huang Yihe didn't go home yesterday and lived directly in the station, and at this time, he, like Gu Bei, was also waiting for the result.

"Director Huang, there is no news yet?"

Huang Yihe's face was a little haggard, after all, he was old, and he didn't sleep well yesterday, so he was obviously lacking in spirit at this time: "No, Deputy Director Ruan came to say hello just now, and now the Taiwan leaders are in a meeting." ”

As he spoke, he rubbed his hands nervously.

"Xiao Gu, the neighbors in your courtyard have also seen it, they ...... How so? ”

Speaking of neighbors in the compound, when Gu Bei went out early this morning, he did meet a lot, and every neighbor who saw him praised without exception.

I had heard before that Gu Bei was in the preparatory group for the Spring Festival Gala, but at that time, the big guys didn't take it seriously, and they felt that Gu Bei was young, and he was a miscellaneous person when he joined the preparatory group.

As a result, yesterday's party was broadcast, a cross talk, two sketches, and the last song "My Motherland and Me", the author was actually Gu Bei.

There is such a promising baby in the compound, and the neighbors are also honored.

Surrounding Gu Bei, the words of praise are the same as not asking for money.

"Kuabei, Director Huang, you, down-to-earth, our report card must not be wrong."

Hearing Gu Bei's words, Huang Yihe smiled: "Do you still have the heart to say something reassuring to me?" Down-to-earth, if you are so down-to-earth in your heart, why did you come again today. ”

Belch......

Why can't this old man tell the difference between good and good.

As he was talking, the knock on the door sounded again, Gu Bei hurriedly got up and went over to open the door, and it was Deputy Director Hong Minsheng who came.

"Xiao Gu?"

Seeing Gu Bei, Hong Minsheng was also slightly stunned.

"Deputy Director Hong, Happy New Year!"

"Oh! Happy New Year, Happy New Year. ”

Hong Minsheng walked in, looked at Gu Bei, and then at Huang Yihe, and then smiled: "Are you waiting?" ”

"My big leader, let's not sell it, okay, hurry up and give me a good time, whether it's good or bad, my heart will be steady."

Huang Yihe didn't care whether Hong Minsheng was his direct leader or not, and urged repeatedly.

"What's the hurry?"

Hong Minsheng smiled, walked to the sofa and sat down, and took out a cigarette.

Syllable!

Gu Bei hurriedly leaned over the lighter.

Hong Minsheng was stunned for a moment, leaned over to light the cigarette, and took a deep breath.

"I said it too, see for yourselves."

As he spoke, he took out a note from his pocket and lined it up directly on the coffee table in front of him.

Gu Bei was just about to take it, who knew that Huang Yihe's movements were faster, and he grabbed the note in his hand, but when he was about to open it, he hesitated a little.

"Xiao Gu, let's look at it!"

So you're a fart?

Gu Bei stretched out his hand to take it, he was not like Huang Yihe, his psychological quality was so poor, he opened it directly, and there were several numbers on it.

What does it mean?

"Every hour, the numbers above are the number of calls received in segments."

Hong Minsheng explained.

Gu Bei knew that it was very novel to use this way to calculate ratings.

"The final total is...... One hundred and twenty-three thousand seven hundred and fifty-six, and the local telephone number in the capital is fifty-seven thousand four hundred and thirty-seven. ”

You know, although private installation of telephones has been allowed, but the expensive cost, ordinary people can't afford to install it, and not everyone wants to be safe, you have to apply for a queue first, and it will take a year or two to wait.

It is not that the efficiency of the post and telecommunications department is slow, but mainly because the cost of pulling a line for a family is too high.

Therefore, the current telephone penetration rate is not high, but only in Beijing, more than 50,000 calls came in last night, and moreover, we must also take into account the problem that some calls cannot be made due to busy lines.

Doesn't that mean......

"Deputy Director Hong, the audience who called, ...... evaluation of the Spring Festival Gala"

Before Gu Bei's words could be finished, Hong Minsheng laughed.

"What? The performances you prepared and planned by yourself are at a loss in your heart? ”

"Oops!"

Huang Yihe was in a hurry, and hurriedly poured a cup of tea for Hong Minsheng.

"My big leader, just say, what the hell is going on?"

Hong Minsheng didn't sell it anymore, making the two of them anxious: "The feedback I got was rave reviews. ”

Testimonials?

Hearing these four words, a big stone in Gu Bei's heart finally fell to the ground.

Huang Yihe also felt that the whole person was relaxed.

"In addition, the comrade who answered the audience's phone also said that for the first time, the audience called and praised it, and none of them scolded."

The audience called directly to scold the street, which is not new at all.

When CCTV introduced the small day version of "Journey to the West", it had just aired three episodes, and the audience's scolding almost shattered the station logo.

"I say, why did you two comrades react like this?"

Hong Minsheng looked at the two people with calm faces, but felt surprised.

The audience received rave reviews for the Spring Festival Gala, and Huang Yihe and Gu Bei, as the two cores of the preparatory group, shouldn't they be cheering?

If you want to say excited, you must be very excited, but you can't show it at this time.

Shout two sentences?

Or two jumps?

There's no need for it.

As long as the audience is satisfied.

The hard work of these months has not been in vain.

And this result is also deserved by the entire preparatory team, from the beginning, everyone's only idea is to do this party well with all their hearts, and they really want the people of the whole country to see the best program on Chinese New Year's Eve.

"That's good, that's good."

Huang Yihe was silent for a long time, and suddenly muttered to himself.

"Lao Huang, you ......"

"Director Huang!"

Hong Minsheng was just about to speak, but a stunned young man broke in directly, saw that Hong Minsheng was also there, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Deputy Director Hong."

If it were in normal times, when he encountered such a reckless employee, Hong Minsheng would have to criticize two sentences, but today is not necessary, the New Year is another happy day.

"What's wrong? As for those who are in such a hurry. ”

The visitor hurriedly showed out the stack of newspapers he was holding.

"Director Huang, I have brought all the newspapers you asked me to buy."

Gu Bei hurriedly stepped forward to take it, and the person who came also left.

"Give me a copy too."

The audience's feedback is rave reviews, and now it depends on the media's attitude towards this Spring Festival Gala.

Gu Bei distributed the newspaper to Huang Yihe and Hong Minsheng, and he also took the newspaper himself, looking for the content of the Spring Festival Gala on it.

Don't deliberately look for it, the headlines on the front page have been occupied by the news of the Spring Festival Gala.

The stars are dazzling and the program is wonderful.

You don't need to read the detailed report, this headline alone is enough to show the media's attitude towards the Spring Festival Gala.

Gu Bei is also completely down-to-earth now.

From the beginning, he wasn't too worried about the audience's feedback, because there were few TV shows and not many entertainment options available to people these days.

It is definitely a great spiritual enjoyment for the Chinese New Year's Eve to be able to watch a wonderful theatrical performance while eating Chinese New Year's Eve meal.

Even if there are still some flaws in some aspects of the Spring Festival Gala, the flaws are not hidden, and the audience's acceptance will definitely not be too low.

What really worries Gu Bei is the reaction of the media, after all, there are some more sensitive points in the program of the Spring Festival Gala, such as the artist from Xiangjiang, Zhang Mingmin's song "My Chinese Heart", criticizing the preference for sons over women, and at the same time pointing out the family planning policy "In front of the delivery room", as well as the song "Hometown Love" by teacher Li Guyi, which Gu Bei insisted on choosing......

If the media really wants to pick the bones in the egg and deliberately find faults, these points can easily be magnified and then trigger a wave of criticism.

However, to Gu Bei's surprise, he looked through several newspaper reports on the Spring Festival Gala in a row, and was surprisingly unanimous in his praise.

"Okay, okay, now it's okay, it's completely relieved."

Huang Yihe said, and there was finally a smile on his face.

Like Gu Bei, Huang Yihe is really worried about the media, otherwise he would not have sent someone to buy all the well-known newspapers in the capital.

"Deputy Director Hong, this can be regarded as a full house, right?"

Hong Minsheng was looking at the newspaper, and he couldn't stop smiling on his face: "Full house, of course full house." ”

When Huang Yihe heard this, he smiled even more happily: "Since it's a full house, Deputy Director Hong, my big leader, shouldn't we be rewarded for meritorious deeds?" ”

"Should, should, uh......"

Hong Minsheng responded casually, sensing that something was wrong, looking up at Huang Yihe, and seeing the other party's smile, he suddenly felt like he had lost something.