There are five hours left before the Spring Festival Gala begins.

Main control room.

Surrounded by surveillance screens.

Zhang Ye was in charge and commanded the overall situation.

"Phone No. 10."

"Director, I'm here."

"The lens is off, just a little to the left."

"OK."

"Stage, stage reply."

"Director, you ordered."

"Where is the screen that had a problem yesterday?"

"It's been replaced."

"Confirm it last."

"receive."

All departments are doing the final debugging!

...

There are four hours left before the Spring Festival Gala begins.

The leaders of the Spring Festival Gala working group came. Looking at the expression, no one had a relaxed expression, they were all tense. It was time to test the performance of this year's Spring Festival Gala. They were also nervous. The ratings tasks assigned by the above and the pressure on their shoulders made them breathless. This feeling was not that strong before, but as the countdown to the Spring Festival Gala began, the feeling of worrying about gains and losses in their hearts became heavier and heavier.

"Director Zhang, how are you preparing?"

“Everything is ready.”

"There won't be a problem?"

"I'm not saying this well. I've done everything I can. If there is an emergency, I can just deal with it urgently. After all, it's live broadcast and it's impossible to be perfect."

"When you say that, we are even more insincere."

"Yes, Director Zhang, please give us a briefing."

"Can the ratings be stabilized this time?"

Everyone, one sentence, one sentence, one sentence, one sentence.

Zhang Ye smiled, "Don't worry, everyone, leave it to me."

The leaders looked at each other and smiled bitterly. What is this answer?

In recent years, the ratings of the Spring Festival Gala have been getting lower and lower every year.

Year 2018: 23%

Year before yesterday: 22%

Last year: 19%

It has fallen below 20%, which is the lowest point in history. If it falls further, it will really not be able to submit the right. The above has already issued a task. The ratings of this year's Spring Festival Gala must be stabilized. If the ratings can be pulled back to 20%, it will be considered as completing the task.

20%!

Not looking much?

But can they really do it?

Can they really stop the decline of the Spring Festival Gala?

...

There are three hours left before the Spring Festival Gala begins.

The backstage was filled with performers.

"Put your makeup!"

"It's too early."

"Where are my clothes? Where are my clothes?"

"Look at the cabinet?"

"Finished! I'm scared!"

"Oh, where is my line? Show me another look, I forgot the words."

"Xiao Xu, don't be nervous!"

"How can you not be nervous?"

"Let's rehearse again?"

Someone nervously went to the toilet.

Someone paced back and forth and adjusted his breathing.

Some people are regular visitors to the Spring Festival Gala, such as Zhang Yuanqi, Ci Xiufang, and Zhang Xia. They are all very stable, especially Zhang Yuanqi has just arrived at CCTV. She has a clear mind and has had many experiences in the Spring Festival Gala. She is naturally calm, but the others are different. Most of the actors in it have appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage for the first time. It is naturally needless to say that the suffocating pressure and tension are.

Zhang Ye was in the backstage at this time and cheered them up one by one.

"Little Hudie."

"Zhang, Teacher Zhang."

"Wow, why are you stuttering?"

"I, I, I'm nervous!"

"Don't your legs stutter?"

"ah?"

"It's okay to stutter your mouth, just don't stutter your legs."

"Puff! Don't worry, I can turn!"

Hu Die was amused and relaxed a lot.

"Where are migrant workers' brothers?"

"We are here, Teacher Zhang, we are here."

"What does it mean? I heard that you two have been to the toilet more than a dozen times?"

"Ah, uh."

"We were a little scared and then conditioned."

"I have to hold it in my hands when I go on stage. I have to hold it in for three minutes. After singing, I don't care if you live in the toilet today. If I really can't hold it in, please ask Xiao Hu Die for some experience. Look at him, you don't blink if you don't go to the toilet for four hours. Are you two old men so sad?"

Hu Die fainted!

The migrant worker brothers smiled bitterly.

Zhang Ye found Ci Xiufang's team again.

"Auntie Ci, are you still rehearsing?"

"Well, I'll go through it twice, or I won't feel at ease."

"Everyone have a break. I don't recommend you practice again, otherwise the freshness will be gone. When you practice skin, you will not perform well. Instead, you will have no desire to perform. You are already very good at rehearsals and you don't need to be proficient. Listen to me, keep your energy on the stage!"

"Okay, you are the director, listen to you."

Finally, Zhang Ye found the deaf and mute dance team.

Sister Qi was talking to the children, as if encouraging them.

Zhang Ye walked over and said, "Teacher Qi, how are you doing?"

Qi Xiaomei turned around, "Ah, Director Zhang, this, the children are a little nervous, but don't worry, we will definitely complete the task and will not let you down."

Zhang Ye nodded, looked at the girls, suddenly raised his hand, gestured for a few times, paused, thought for a while, and then gestured for a few more times.

Sister Qi was stunned!

The children were also stunned!

Dumb words?

The first sentence is: Come on.

The second sentence is: You have no problem.

Seeing their expressions, Zhang Ye couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, "It's not standard, right? I just learned from someone a few moments."

Qi Xiaomei shook her head hard, "No, standard, especially standard!"

In order to encourage them, he is the director of the Spring Festival Gala. He is so busy that he almost has no time to sleep. He actually learns mute language for them?
To be continued...