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Zhang Han gave out a total of fifty songs, and other than a few songs that he knew from the three instructors, the other forty odd people all sent out messages.
This time, Weibo was completely blown up. In just a few hours, Han Yang angrily criticized the three coaches, and this message directly went to the top of the search list. There were even headlines mentioned on the big search pages.
'It's just that this time, it's not out for a song, but for the three coaches who are criticizing a certain music program in the Jiang Yuan TV Station.
'Han Yang roared angrily, causing the Jiang Yuan stage to tremble. He supported Zi Yan with his strength, becoming a hero to save the beauties! '
'Several days later, the Frigid Sun sends another message. Is this the beginning of a love story that can make one cry? '
This time, the time was already hot. The olfactory media were already borrowing the hot air. Although the content was the same, the headlines were all playing out and it attracted a lot of attention.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the storm intensified.
Interestingly enough, there were some famous celebrities who also posted on Weibo. Some said it was very vague, and only vaguely discerned the meaning of what they said, but some people were more direct. In their eyes, if a person could produce fifty excellent songs in just a few days, then he must be a talented person who understood music, and they all had a good impression and anticipation of Han Yang, and also hoped to work with him on a song.
Secondly, they found the three coaches' evaluation to be inconceivable. Although their music level wasn't high, they still knew a little about it. To have such a poor evaluation meant that there was something very wrong.
After all these considerations, they decided to add flower to flowers and also posted on their Weibo.
At this time, Shang Jing of the Shang Jing's Jubilee Show held an emergency video conference.
The program director looked at his notebook and instructed:
"I've paid attention to the developments of the incident in Jiang Yuan TV Station. Almost everyone is denouncing the three music instructors on the internet now. Under the lead of Han Yang, there has really been a storm."
"Yes, the number of people supporting Zi Yan is increasing. I just found out that Zi Yan's Weibo is already full of over ten million people." One of the men in a white shirt said.
"I really didn't expect that things would go so wrong this time. What's more, I didn't expect Han Yang's words to be so powerful."
"What a strange man. There's no need to think about it. After some simple promotions, in a few programs, Han Yang will directly become the best lyricist of the year."
People were discussing the incident and were shocked by what Han Yang had said.
"That Jiang Yuan TV Station will probably have a headache soon." The executive director shook his head and said: "I will announce a few things for you to do as soon as possible. This period's Happy Showcase will be recorded from the day after tomorrow to the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, inform Zi Yan and the others to prepare the program. Once the recording is done, I will give you two days to finish the production and broadcast it on the weekend.
"Alright."
"Yes."
Everyone nodded and began to operate.
On the other side, in Zi Yan's hotel room.
The two of them looked extremely relaxed. Zhou Fei was in a good mood, paying attention to the situation as he watched the movie.
Zi Yan was quietly listening to the song from the side.
Ding ?
Suddenly, Zhou Fei's phone rang, she picked up the call, and after a moment of 'Ah, ah, ah', she hung up, a look of joy flashing across her face.
"Elder Sister Yan, good news! We will start recording this program tomorrow afternoon."
"Oh." Although her expression was still calm, there was still a hint of happiness in her eyes. She took out her cell phone and directly dialed Zhang Han's number:
Zhang Han, let me tell you a piece of good news, the program will start tomorrow afternoon and I can probably go back the day after tomorrow. Also, did you know about that Hanyang, it's the lyricist that released fifty songs? Why aren't you saying anything? "
"Eh ?" Zhang Han smiled and mused for a bit, but he still did not tell her that he was Han Yang. At this point, he felt that it was too deliberate, and he liked the feeling of naturally occurring water.
"Humph!" I don't want to talk to you anymore, I want to chat with Mengmeng. " Zi Yan lightly snorted to express his dissatisfaction.
Although she said that, in her heart, she inexplicably wanted to chat with Zhang Han a little more.
But who knew, Zhang Han directly gave the phone to Mengmeng who was playing on the bed.
"Yiya, Mama, I've missed you ?"
Zi Yan did not have time to complain, upon hearing Mengmeng's voice, she smiled, and started to chat.
When the conversation ended at eleven o'clock, Mengmeng laid in Zhang Han's arms, gradually falling asleep listening to the story.
In the dead of night, most of the people were resting and sleeping, but that fat man and his two companions were unable to sleep.
At this moment, they were sitting in the living room of the bespectacled man's house.
I'm really f * cking unlucky. How did things turn out like this?" There were a lot of people who supported us at first, but now they are all scolding us on the internet and looking for helpers to help us. They are all deleting our posts and mocking us. How could he be so awesome? What the heck is this! " The flat-headed man said in a very annoyed tone.
"Hur hur." The man with glasses sneered: "I'm sorry, he is just that awesome. A single Weibo message was enough to make so many people scold us. His popularity is just that explosive!" This was reality! What's the use of saying all this now? Can you solve the problem? "
"I'll tell you what?" The flat-headed man glared at him and said loudly, "Let's sit here from noon until midnight. Have you thought of something?" Wasn't this because of the job you gave me? "
"What is it? Lying on me? You took the money faster than anyone else, and now you're blaming me? Are you joking? " The bespectacled man said sullenly.
"Which one of us is funny?" "All day long, you pretend to be a cultured person and come up with ideas ?"
Seeing that the two were about to argue, the fat man slapped the table and shouted angrily: "Stop f * cking arguing, what time is it? You're still in the mood to quarrel? "
After he finished yelling, he lit a cigarette for himself and took two puffs on it: "There's nothing we can do now, we can only wait. This wave will probably pass in a day or two, we don't need to care about what we should do, just f * ck, when there's a chance in the future, we can take care of that Han Yang!"
"Sigh, that's the only way."
The two of them sighed. They were no longer in the mood to argue, so they both fell silent.
They felt that this matter would calm down in a day or two. After all, too many things had happened in Entertainment Circle in a single day.
However, they didn't expect that after midnight, when the ranking refreshed, the news about the three coaches being scolded by Han Yang still dominated the board.
The night passed in silence. The next morning.
When the fat man arrived at the company, almost everyone who passed by looked at him with a strange look.
This made the three of them very unhappy. They went to the recording studio to record a normal program.
Within the television station, their immediate superior, Vice chief operator Zheng, was called into the meeting room.
Inside the meeting room, the chief operator and the other higher ups of the television station were seated, there were about 12 or 13 of them. chief operator's face was gloomy, it was obvious that his celebration was not good.
"Once everyone is present, let's begin the meeting."
chief operator was around fifty years old and somewhat bald.
"The main purpose of this meeting is to talk about the program < Flowing Music >, and the incident with Zi Yan that has been causing an uproar the past two days. deputy operator Ma, please give me a reasonable explanation, if I remember correctly, you were the one who recommended those three coaches over, why would you give such a poor evaluation of them?"
"This ?" After being questioned like this, deputy operator Ma felt embarrassed. He secretly clenched his teeth and replied: "chief operator, these three coaches are experienced musicians and are in the industry ?."
"I don't want to hear this. Did you not understand my question?" chief operator frowned, and said solemnly: "I am asking, why would they give such a ridiculous evaluation!"
"How should I know? chief operator, why don't you call the three of them over and ask them yourself? " deputy operator Ma's face turned pale.
Although the first level of government officials squashed him to death, deputy operator Ma still had his own backing and backing. He wasn't too afraid of the chief operator.
The chief operator and the deputy operator Ma were the two people with the highest status on the television stations. The two of them fought head to head, not even daring to speak a word, afraid that they would draw their anger onto themselves.
"Let me ask for myself? "Hur Hur Hur." chief operator shaked his head with a smile, picked up a piece of paper from the table and continued, "Yesterday, after Han Yang posted his message on Weibo, the matter was completely stirred up. With the help of nearly fifty people from Xue Qian and the others, the number of people watching this event reached eighty million! "What does that mean?"
"Last night, a lot of netizens went to the three coaches' Weibo to post their complaints. They ignored them, so what's the result? Our television station's official website exploded. Over 10 million comments were all denouncement! As for the result, none of you present informed me of this. Let me tell you, up until now, I've received over a million reports from the SARFT! "
After saying that, chief operator's face became furious, he slammed the paper in his hand onto the table and bellowed: What are you guys doing? Something that could have been suppressed, something that could have been done by some bullsh * t teacher, yet it went so far as to notify me? "