I’m Really a Superstar

zero point.

The electronic watch chimed in the recording room.

The new prop cigarettes were bought back, and the four people, old, young, sick and disabled, began to unpack them. There were not that many people to help. Just such a simple process of unpacking the cigarette box, taking out the cigarettes and putting them away took several people a long time. As the time passed, the more they were dismantled, the more depressed and tired they became.

Zhang Ye took one.

Sun Han lit the fire for him and took one himself.

At this time, Sun Han's phone rang, and he answered it, "Hey, Brother Chen... have you made it? Okay, ok, thank you very much... ok... ok, I'll definitely treat you, definitely"

Zhang Ye asked, "Is the music done?"

Sun Han used the equipment in the recording room to receive it, "Two friends in the station helped work overtime to get it done. Here, I received it. You can listen and see if it works. They should have done it according to your request."

There are three background music in total.

Zhang Ye listened to one, but it didn't work. When he heard the second, he narrowed his eyes and said, "Okay, that's it. You don't need to listen to the third paragraph."

Sun Han sighed, "That's good, I finally completed one item, but the others..."

When Zhang Ye and Zhang Ye turned around, they saw that among the people who were unpacking cigarette boxes over there, the oldest comrade, the old comrade, was already lying down on the chair. The injured employee who was wearing a plaster also fell asleep leaning on the chair. , his head was still shaking little by little, as if he was about to fall down at any time.

Sun Han said: "I'll wake them up."

"Forget it." Zhang Ye stopped him and looked at those people, "Everyone has been fighting for more than ten hours. Even an iron man can't hold on. Take a rest when you are tired."

The employee who had a cold covered his forehead and said, "Brother Sun, Teacher Zhang, I can't bear it anymore. I have a cold and am very dizzy." He stood up to ask for leave, his feet shaking.

The intern girl couldn't do it either, her eyelids were twitching.

Originally, if they had just finished it in one go, they could barely support it for a while, but now there is a problem with the most critical props. There are only a few hours left before the task is handed in tomorrow. It is too late. They breathed a sigh of relief and lost hope. , fatigue naturally swept over me.

Zhang Ye said calmly: "Everyone, please rest."

The girl said: "I'll just sleep for half an hour, and I'll come back later."

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Zhang Ye looked at the erect Sun Han and said, "You should also sleep for a while."

"What about you?" Sun Han did not move.

Zhang Ye stamped out his cigarette butt and said, "Don't worry about me. I used to record a program for twelve hours a day without taking a break. Don't compare yourself to me."

Sun Han waved his hand, "That's not possible. If you don't rest, I will stay with you. If there is anything you need my help with, please tell me. It would be inappropriate to ask you to come to the rescue. I will let you work alone while I sleep." Ah, that doesn't make sense." He lit another cigarette to refresh himself.

"Stop it." Zhang Ye couldn't help but said: "You can sleep for half an hour. I see that you are also dizzy. The sculpting of the lungs is a slow and meticulous work. A little effort will be in vain. You... I can't help you because of your condition, just take a rest and I'll call you later."

Sun Han thought for a moment and then said, "Well...let's do it. I'll stare at you for thirty minutes and you'll call us later."

Zhang Ye nodded.

Sun Han found a corner, pulled a few chairs together, and lay down on them. As soon as he closed his eyes, within a few seconds, he began to snore, and he fell asleep on the pillow, which showed how tired he was.

When Zhang Ye saw that they had all rested, he also went up and covered the intern girl with a piece of clothing. He was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he actually said that he wanted them to sleep for a while. Zhang Ye actually had no intention of calling them because their fighting ability was limited and their physical strength was limited. Technically, it's not satisfactory, so Yu Jian can do the rest by himself, as much as he can. Anyway, my buddy is used to working overtime, and his physical strength can still hold on.

let's start.

He walked to the modeling fixture and began to shape the three-dimensional shape of the lungs one by one. The previous design failed, and he also learned the lesson. Knowing where the problem lies, he will naturally not make the same mistake again, so Zhang Ye based Based on the shape of the failed product just now, we started to stack the cigarettes again according to its template. The appearance is still the same, but there are differences in the layering. For example, the cigarettes at the bottom of the lungs should be shorter, moved back, and higher. For the local lung shape, the pattern of cigarettes should be a little more prominent to create a three-dimensional impression of real lungs. It sounds simple, but every step is very complicated. You need to have a steady hand and glue it in one go. Once it is glued, it will be impossible to move. Then, after making sure it is feasible, add the next cigarette. He does it carefully.

one

ten

One hundred...

What goes around comes around.

Two hours passed.

Sun Han and the others were still sleeping soundly, and two of them were snoring quite rhythmically.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Ye suddenly saw stars in his eyes. His hands shook and the cigarette in his hand fell to the ground. He also swayed from side to side.

No more

Can't bear it anymore

Zhang Ye quickly drank some water and his face turned a bit ugly. What should I do? If you can't make up the time, just forget it? Leave it alone? How can it be done? It would be fine if he didn't agree, but if he agreed to Hu Fei's matter, he had to have credibility if he couldn't complete it.

Getting more and more tired and sleepy

Even an iron man like Zhang Ye couldn't concentrate at high intensity for thirteen or four hours straight. There were times when he collapsed from exhaustion.

By the way, there is something

He suddenly remembered that in the last lottery, in addition to the "Life Award" and "Agility Fruit", he also drew twenty bottles of "Stamina Potion", which he had used once before when he and Wang Shuixin's son were fighting on the Beijing TV station. The "blood-increasing" potion is used to restore injuries. The disposable consumable potion "Stamina Potion" should also have the same effect. It is used to restore physical strength. I don't know if it works now.

Opening the inventory, he took out a bottle of stamina potion from the game ring and drank it quickly.

The next moment, a warm current rose up from his body, and spread all over his body like blood flowing in an instant. Zhang Ye's eyes suddenly brightened a lot, and he clenched his fists. Oh, it's really immediate. It's really effective right away. Now, my physical strength has recovered a lot and I feel full of energy.

Continue with

One hundred and twenty-one

One hundred and twenty-two

Oops, it’s a little crooked, let’s start again

One hundred and forty-four

He was the only one busy in the entire recording room.

Outside.

There were a few dim lights in the corridor that were not very bright. Except for some departments on duty, the entire TV station building was almost completely dark. There was not much light, and it was quiet in the dark night.

five o'clock.

It's almost morning.

At the end of the corridor, footsteps sounded.

"Director, I'm so sorry that I made you run all night long for a small problem."

"Issues that may affect TV broadcasts are no small problems."

"You're right. It's all my responsibility. I didn't let the staff debug the equipment in advance."

"Haha, it's okay, everything is done, right?"

"Everything is debugged and the signal will be sent shortly."

"good."

"You should go back and rest quickly."

"I won't go back and I won't be sleepy anymore."

A man and a woman were walking from a distance.

The man was in his forties and seemed to be an assistant.

The woman is an old lady who is probably under sixty years old. She has a full head of white hair, but it is not dirty or messy. She is very neat. Her short hair is permed and she looks very energetic. Suddenly, the old lady looked forward, "Hey, why are the lights on in front? Is this a recording room? Is there anyone else recording a program at this time?"

The middle-aged assistant was also stunned, "No way, did you forget to turn off the light? Who is recording a program in the middle of the night?"

The two of them walked closer, the door was open, and they looked in. They saw four or five people lying on the chairs in the room. Only one young man was still awake, and he was concentrating on playing with a strange-looking thing. There is a pile of cigarettes next to it, I don’t know why.

The old lady wondered: "This young man looks familiar, is he Zhang Ye?"

The middle-aged assistant was startled, "It's him, why did he... Oh, I know, our station's public service announcement about smoking cessation has been removed. Today is World No Tobacco Day. I can't make it in time to turn in the task. I heard that someone invited Zhang Ye to rescue him. I have been busy with advertising since the morning." He had also heard about Zhang Ye's arrival. After all, Zhang Ye was the top among third-tier stars and had many connections and connections with the Beijing TV station. He came Of course I couldn’t hide it from everyone when I arrived in Taiwan. Many people were talking about it during working hours during the day.

The old lady said: "Start in the morning?"

The middle-aged assistant nodded, "When I came to work in the evening, I saw the advertising department was busy."

"Is it almost the next morning?" The old lady looked at her watch.

The middle-aged assistant also sweated and said: "Yes, how can Zhang Ye repay this? Just him? Twenty hours in a row? Even a god can't stand it. This is desperate." He also knew that the quit smoking advertisement in the station was urgent. I'm in big trouble, but no matter what, I'm not as desperate as you, staying up for twenty hours? You are the only one left to survive? You...what are you planning?

The old lady asked: "How much did it cost to hire him to save the scene?"

The middle-aged assistant smiled bitterly, "It seems...it didn't cost any money. A producer from our satellite TV channel found Zhang Ye. I heard them say that Zhang Ye didn't ask for a penny.

The old lady confirmed: "Voluntary help?"

"Right." The middle-aged assistant was also a little vague. Obligation? Do you have this life-threatening obligation to help? If you are tired and make trouble, will it be worth it to you? He was afraid that the station director would forget things, so he added: "In the case of Wang Shuixin, the relationship between Zhang Ye and the station was a bit tense. In the end, it was signed by Deputy Station Director Wan, and Zhang Ye was fired. Logically speaking, the relationship with him in the station was The relationship is very bad, and I wonder why he came to help Taili and be so serious about it. He can't understand it.

The old lady smiled and said, "I have always heard about Zhang Ye. Today is the first time I saw him in the stage. From what you said, he is really interesting." After a pause, "You can go back. Xiaowu, you are busy with your business, so you don’t need to accompany me."

The middle-aged assistant said: "Director, what about you?"

The old lady's eyes were full of curiosity, "I'm just walking around by myself."