The first day of the first lunar month.

Every household has begun to visit relatives.

Xue Qi and Liu Hongyu also returned to their home early with their daughter and granddaughter. In the first few days of the first month of every year, many guests would come to their home, not many relatives, mainly business partners.

Shaoyang didn't go to bed until two or three o'clock yesterday. He was woken up by the sound of firecrackers in the early morning and did not go back with Xue Jiajia.

He slept until eleven o'clock and got up, had breakfast and lunch together, and had nothing to do in the afternoon. Shaoyang started reading topics related to the Spring Festival Gala on the Internet.

The ratings for the Spring Festival Gala have come out.

This year’s Spring Festival Gala’s ratings reached 35%, an increase of 3% compared to last year. Although it is not much, it at least curbed the declining trend of Spring Festival Gala’s ratings.

But Shaoyang read the comments online and found that the audience didn't seem to buy into this year's Spring Festival Gala.

In particular, the Weibo post posted by chief director Xie Bing early this morning to celebrate the successful completion of the Spring Festival Gala was filled with complaints from netizens.

“Is this what you call innovation?”

"Except for inviting a group of young people, I really didn't see any exciting shows."

"My dad watches the Spring Festival Gala every year until 12:30, and goes to bed at 11 this year."

"It's too pantsy."

"In my grandpa's exact words, what is this?"

"I can see the hard work of the directing team, but I'm sorry, I really couldn't watch it."

"What? Are you still watching the Spring Festival Gala? I played chicken all night."

"The TV was on all night and no one watched it at all."

"..."

There are many related comments.

Many netizens also sent private messages to Shaoyang after watching the Spring Festival Gala.

After Shao Yang browsed topics related to the Spring Festival Gala for a while, he opened the private message and took a look.

"Brother Yang, it's up to you on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"Spring Festival Gala, I'm waiting to see your Lantern Festival Party."

"When will the program list come out?"

"Countdown to fourteen days."

"The pressure is on you."

"Brother Yang, don't panic, I will always be on your side."

"..."

In the two or three days after the Spring Festival Gala ends every year, there will be a lot of discussions related to the Spring Festival Gala on the Internet.

Chief director Xie Bing didn't care about these discussions. The moment the ratings for the Spring Festival Gala came out, a stone fell heavily in his heart.

35% ratings.

It was enough for him to take to Taiwan for business.

This task can be regarded as successfully completed.

The other three assistant directors are also very happy. This year's Spring Festival Gala ratings have curbed the downward trend. Although they are only assistant directors, according to historical rules, they are likely to become full-time directors next year or the year after.

At the celebration banquet.

Xie Bing, Zhao An, Huang Haitao, Yu Lei and other key members of the directing team exchanged cups and cups, which was very lively.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhao An held a cigarette between his fingers and began to complain: "People on the Internet are really stupid now. We have spent so much effort, but they still don't buy it."

"Old Zhao, you don't care what they do, we just care about the ratings."

"I just saw those comments and felt a little uncomfortable."

"I've seen it too, but in the past few years, netizens will troll the Internet after the Spring Festival Gala. It has become a pattern. There is no need to control them."

"The heat will go down in a few days."

"Didn't you receive private messages from Shaoyang's fans on your Weibo? These idiot fans all don't know how powerful Shaoyang is. Before the Lantern Festival party even started, they started shouting on the Internet." Maybe they drank too much.

Okay, now Zhao An is a bit on top and can't stop talking.

The increase in ratings was originally a happy thing, but he felt unhappy after seeing the radical comments made by the audience, especially Shaoyang's fans, on the Internet.

When several other directors saw Zhao An acting like this, they all tried to persuade him.

The banquet is over.

A group of people each asked for a driver to go home.

Zhao An made himself a cup of strong tea to sober up, and when he had nothing to do, he turned on his phone and started browsing short videos.

Brushing and brushing.

Big Data pushed him a New Year greeting video posted by Shao Yang on the first day of the first lunar month. As soon as Zhao An saw Shao Yang, he swiped the video over, but for some reason, he swiped over again and clicked on the comment.

"Brother Yang, Happy New Year."

"Happy New Year, next year I will release a new album, shoot a new movie, TV series, do variety shows, and preferably direct the Spring Festival Gala."

"Happy New Year, this year goes by so fast."

"We will do more business next year."

"As expected, this year's Spring Festival Gala was so ugly, and it was said to be innovative. Is it an innovation to invite a bunch of young people to boost the ratings?"

"I bought tickets for the evening of "Operation Red Sea". I heard they are very good. I hope there will be surprises."

"Operation Red Sea, I blow it! Brother Yang is awesome!"

"Hasn't the program for the Lantern Festival Party been finalized yet? Let's check it out in advance."

"Waiting to see the Lantern Festival Gala and the Chinese Spring Festival Gala, haha."

"I think too much. No matter what, the ratings of the Lantern Festival Gala cannot be higher than that of the Spring Festival Gala. After all, there is only one Spring Festival Gala to watch on New Year's Eve. Every local station of the Lantern Festival Gala has a Spring Festival Gala. In addition, some people have already gone to work, and the ratings have broken

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"The Spring Festival Gala sucks anyway,"

"..."

Zhao An scrolled through many comments and left angrily.

Unexpectedly, many of the videos he saw later were related to Shaoyang. The more Zhao An thought about it, the angrier he became.

Open Weibo directly and start editing.

Twenty minutes later.

Zhao An posted a Weibo post.

Title: I have something to say about the Spring Festival Gala...

The content is also quite long. At the beginning, it talks about the efforts made by the director team in preparing for the Spring Festival Gala. In the middle, it talks about the innovations made by the director team for this year's Spring Festival Gala. The second half is the main part. Zhao An directly criticized the audience who criticized the Spring Festival Gala online.

, said, "Large-scale galas are not as simple as you think, and it is not possible for just one person to be a director."

The Spring Festival Gala is still hot.

This Weibo was just posted. It was first seen by a small number of people, and then for some reason, as more and more people commented, more and more people saw this Weibo.

"What? Audiences can't comment on the Spring Festival Gala now?"

"I'm really anxious."

"Do you need everyone to say good things about the Spring Festival Gala to make you happy?"

"Good is good, bad is bad, haven't you heard this saying? A gold cup and a silver cup are not as good as the reputation of the common people."

"Pull him down."

"Is this last sentence talking about Shaoyang?"

"Definitely."

"..."

After Zhao An took a shower, he was stunned when he saw that there were already thousands of comments on Weibo.

By now he was almost sober.

Seeing the scolding in the comments, Zhao An set a "no comments allowed" backhand.

The comments below were immediately cleared.

But this Weibo was still seen by Shao Yang. After reading it, Shao Yang didn't have much reaction, and he didn't come forward to respond. He just continued to post notices of the countdown to the Lantern Festival Gala every morning.

As for "Operation Red Sea", which has exploded in reputation, Shao Yang didn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, according to the estimates given by the theater chain, it is certain that the box office will exceed 3 billion.

On the eighth day of the first lunar month, Shaoyang took a group of professional stage designers to fly to the capital and began to prepare for the Lantern Festival Gala.

Seeing Shaoyang running to the studio every day, Xue Jiajia also realized that this time, her husband was really going to make a big move.
Chapter completed!