God-level choice: Starting Contract Thunder General

"Watch from the front row!"

"I haven't watched the Spring Festival Gala for a long time. I actually felt an inexplicable sense of freshness."

"Has everyone eaten dumplings?"

"Eat it, brothers will accompany one."

"What the hell is going on upstairs? Do I need someone to accompany me when I eat dumplings? I'll just have one plate!"

"..."

The popularity of the Spring Festival Gala is unprecedented. Even though only the pilot film is being played on the live broadcast platform, tens of millions of people have already flocked to the live broadcast room, quietly waiting for the Gala to begin.

In China, men, women, young and old, whether on television, mobile phones or tablets, almost all are locked on the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala. However, the interior of China Central Television is not like the outside world with all the lights and decorations and the atmosphere of jubilation. Instead, there is a strong sense of tension.

Pressure and tension were reflected on the faces of almost every actor.

At this time, Zhang Mou also folded his hands across his chest and paced back and forth in the corridor. He was unsure of himself!

This year's Spring Festival Gala lasts a full eight hours. It is an eight-hour long battle and no problems can occur. This is a huge challenge for the director, cameraman, lighting, stage manager, and actors.

Compared with Zhang Mou's nervousness, Ye Ye didn't care much.

He has seen many big scenes, just the Spring Festival Gala...

Well, Ye Ye was also a little nervous.

This was his first time singing in front of the whole country. It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous. But compared to other actors, Ye Ye was obviously less nervous, such as Su Ziwu who was next to him.

At this time, Su Ziwu's face was a little pale, his hands were cold, and his lips were slightly moving, as if he was reciting lyrics.

"With a teleprompter...you don't have to keep mumbling..."

"What if I sing the wrong words..."

"No, don't worry."

Ye Ye comforted her, but it was also the first time for Su Ziwu to get into a bridal sedan, so Ye Ye's consolation obviously had no effect.

The staff around him were also extremely nervous.

"It's broken! Where's my phone? I still need to contact Director Zhang!"

"What's that in your hand..."

“Huh??? Shit! Fortunately, it’s okay as long as it’s not lost!”

"Everyone, don't be nervous...be orderly! You must be orderly..."

“…”

"Is it that serious?"

Ye Ye covered his forehead. Aren't the people in the Spring Festival Gala production team all veteran elites? Why do they look no different from Su Ziwu?

"I'll go find Director Zhang to confirm the details."

Ye Ye said to Su Ziwu beside him. Su Ziwu was startled and spoke quickly.

"I'm with you!"

At this time, she only felt safe when she was with Ye Ye.

But unexpectedly, Ye Ye, who had always been submissive, rejected Su Ziwu this time.

"Ahem... You can rest here for a while, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Ye Ye left in a hurry, leaving Su Ziwu standing there in a daze with a confused look on his face.

What happened to Ye Ye?

Ye Ye walked straight to the director's room after leaving, but found that Zhang Mou was not in the director's room at all. In desperation, Ye Ye had to look around for Zhang Mou, and finally found Zhang Mou in the actor's channel.

But Ye Ye smiled dumbly when he saw Zhang Mou's back. Zhang Mou seemed to be eating something with his head down. Ye Ye sighed secretly, is this the calmness of the older generation of artists? He can actually eat at this time.

"Director Zhang!"

Ye Ye suddenly attacked Zhang Mou from behind, scaring Zhang Mou!

"Shit! Can you please not attack me so suddenly? I almost had a heart attack!"

Zhang Mou turned around and found that it was Ye Ye and said with a look of resentment on his face.

"What to eat? Your appetite is so..."

Ye Ye said with a smile, but when he saw the "food" in Zhang Mou's hand, he fell silent.

"Quick-acting heart pills, would you like some? I'm a little nervous, let me prepare some..."

"Ah, this... no need, no need... you eat it, you eat it..."

Ye Ye rolled his eyes, alas...it seems that I was overthinking...

He said that no one can eat in this atmosphere...

Except for the quick-acting heart-saving pills!

"How's the last-minute segment going? Has it been arranged?"

Ye Ye looked at Zhang Mou nervously. This was related to a major event in his life and he couldn't be careless.

"Don't worry, it's just lighting and real-time special effects. We've already arranged it. But you, why don't you say hello to the heroine? This is a live broadcast!"

Zhang Mou nudged Ye Ye's chest with his elbow with an ambiguous look on his face. Ye Ye took two steps back and said.

"If you tell me in advance, there won't be any surprises. Okay, just make sure there's no problem."

"Don't worry, you are really brave. This is the Spring Festival Gala."

Zhang sighed at Ye Ye's boldness. This was the much-anticipated Spring Festival Gala. If any other actor dared to mess around, they would have been beaten to death by Zhang Mou. But this was Ye Ye's idea. Neither of the protagonists was someone he could afford to offend...

And Ye Ye was also very sensible. It was just a small episode, but it was a little easter egg that added color to the Spring Festival Gala.

"The countdown is forty minutes. Go back to the waiting room. I also need to go to the director's office."

Zhang Mou looked at the watch on his wrist and spoke.

"Okay, see you later."

Ye Ye nodded, took a deep breath, and prepared to return to the actors' waiting room.

Main control room.

"Camera position number 13 is a bit off, correct it to the left!"

"Okay Director Zhang!"

"Stage? Stage talk back!"

"Director Zhang, please go ahead."

"It's okay, I'll test the intercom."

Although these tasks had been prepared countless times in advance, Zhang Mou still carried out the final inspection meticulously.

At this moment, the audience has already taken their seats, and some special guest leaders have also taken their seats.

"This year's Spring Festival Gala is such a big deal! I heard it lasts for eight hours!? It's like a marathon."

"Old leader, you may not know that this is an unprecedented double celebration Spring Festival Gala."

"How come I don't know? Do you think I don't use the Internet?"

"..."

The leaders of the TV station followed the leaders of relevant departments and took their seats and started chatting.

"What were the ratings last year?"

"Twenty-seven percent."

"What about the year before last?"

"Twenty-nine percent."

"Two years ago?"

"Thirty percent."

"Alas, each year is worse than the last..."

"This year should be different. I heard that the pilot film is still being shown and the number of viewers has exceeded 30 million!"

"Oh? That's interesting. Let me know when the statistics come out tomorrow."

"okay!"

......

"The actors in the following shows should put on makeup if necessary! It's better to spend a little more time on makeup before going on stage! Don't waste time! What a mess it will cause!"

"All actors should change into their performance costumes! It might be a bit cold backstage! Thank you for your hard work!"

"Hey who! Summon the contracted spirit to keep everyone warm!"