I’m Really a Superstar

Afternoon.

In the recording studio, the four instructors began to become familiar with the songs.

Zhang Ye asked the arranger to stay, and called two more staff members to help with the equipment, and finally said: "You guys line up, I'll leave first, there are still a lot of things to do over there."

Zhang Xia put down the score and said, "Wait a minute, Xiao Zhang."

"Hey, Grandma Zhang, what do you mean?" Zhang Ye asked.

"When we came here, we heard that a group of contestants had already advanced from the audition. Are they all secretly rehearsing and arranging in another studio here?"

Zhang Ye said: "Yes, we have been rehearsing a few days ago. First of all, it is an issue of filming time. It is impossible to sing a song for four or even five minutes. We need to make appropriate adjustments. Moreover, everyone is a good singer. My requirements are relatively high, and our program has relatively high requirements for everyone, so the songs have to be rearranged. This is a lot of work and has been going on for several days. Everyone has to go through it."

Zhang Xia said, "I'll finish arranging this song in a while, and let's go take a look."

Zhang Yuanqi didn't have such a request. She was on the phone, maybe something happened.

Zhang Ye blinked and said, "You guys are so busy, what do you think about them? They are all still in the debugging stage, so you can't see anything."

Fan Wenli smiled and said: "What Grandma Zhang means is that we want to see the conditions and personal qualities of the contestants first. The outside world and the media are now spreading rumors about your audition. It's cloudy and foggy, so we also want to see it first." Understand the situation of the contestants, and be prepared when the time comes to record the program, so you have an idea in mind."

Chen Guang said: "Yes, I'm really looking forward to it."

Zhang Ye shook his head and said, "This is not possible."

Chen Guang asked: "Can't we all watch?"

Zhang Ye said: "It's a confidential environment over there. No one can enter except the internal staff of our column team."

"Let's just stand far away and watch for a while." Zhang Xia said, "Can we still give you a side story?"

Zhang Ye shook his hand and said, "No way, Grandma Zhang. After watching it, I no longer have any suspense. When recording the program, it doesn't have the same effect as seeing it for the first time."

They talked some more.

But Zhang Ye disagreed life and death, and there was no room for negotiation.

In fact, no one knows what kind of presentation and stage the show "The Voice" will have when it finally airs on TV. What lighting? What player? What hosting style? Everyone knows almost nothing, even the internal employees of their program team. There is only one person who knows this - Zhang Ye. As the chief director and chief planner of "The Voice", he knows what information should be released. The publicity is booming, but not a word can be said about what information should be kept secret. Some suspense can only be revealed on the day of the program recording, not even a day earlier. These are the cards in Zhang Ye's hand, and they have been played in advance. It's boring.

Outside.

After coming out, Zhang Ye quickly walked to the show stage. The four teachers were all music experts. He was only responsible for providing songs, and the others could not help.

As soon as I walked away, a text message came on my phone.

Didi.

Lao Zhang: "Where are the people?"

She was probably done making phone calls.

Zhang Ye saw it and replied: "Let's go, I'm going to work on the scene."

Lao Zhang: "This song doesn't count, write me another one."

Zhang Ye wondered: "Why doesn't it count?"

Lao Zhang: "It's not suitable for me to sing."

Zhang Ye typed: "Hey, this song doesn't distinguish between men and women, old or young. If you don't like it, then I'll give it to someone else. I saw that Chen Guang's eyes were shining just now, and he heard that I had arranged the song for you in advance. Old Chen didn’t steal it.”

Lao Zhang: "I'll keep this song, and you can write another one."

Zhang Ye hummed: "Impossible, I endured the pain in this song. Do you really think that the song I wrote is Chinese cabbage? This is art, and it must be crafted carefully. Anyway, it is no longer available now. Let’s talk about it later when something suits you, let’s not talk about it for now, I have a lot of things to do here.”

There was no reply from the other side.

Zhang Ye exited the text message interface and happened to see two missed calls. One was from an hour ago and the other was from half an hour ago. He was busy with something at the time and didn't hear. Both calls were from Luo Yu, Chenchen's physical education teacher. It was a call. After thinking about it, he called back.

Beep, got through.

Luo Yu said: "Teacher Zhang, you are here."

Zhang Ye said: "What's wrong, Teacher Luo? Are you looking for me?"

Luo Yu said: "There are no classes in the Experimental Primary School this afternoon. Parents have picked up their children. I saw that Chenchen was still at school. I guess you forgot, so I called you but you didn't answer. Later I Seeing that it didn't work, I took it upon myself to bring Chenchen to CCTV. I was rehearsing the song with the arranger teacher. It was in the shed. Chenchen and I handed it over to the deputy director Haqiqiha, who was over there on the stage. .”

Zhang Ye let out a sigh, "Look at my brain. I forgot that today is Friday. Thank you very much, Teacher Luo. Look, I have caused trouble for you."

"It's okay, it's easy." Luo Yu said.

"Then I'll go see the child." Zhang Ye hurried to the show site.

on site.

dusty.

This place is not much different from a construction site. Due to Zhang Ye's request, the stage and seats have to be changed, the knives are moving very much, and everyone is busy.

Without any effort at all, Zhang Ye found Chenchen at a glance and saw the little guy standing in the middle of the stage where people were coming and going. He waved his little hands and imitated Zhang Ye's way of giving instructions.

"Xiao Wang, why are you playing with your phone again?" Chenchen said in a milky voice.

Xiao Wang almost cried, "Little ancestor, I just took a look at the news."

Chenchen pointed not far away and said: "The boxes are being moved over there, please go and help."

Xiao Wang wiped his sweat and said, "Okay."

Chen Chen glanced at one person and called him by his name: "Wu Yi, go and command the workers, they are all dead."

Wu Yi looked around the corner and saw that a few workers were lazily taking tests. He immediately went up and said, "Puff the cigarette. Smoking is prohibited here."

Before Chen Chen could finish, he said to a young man: "Xiao Li."

The young man rolled his eyes: "..."

Chenchen said: "Did you do the statistics Zhang Ye asked you to do last week?"

The young man seemed to be crying and laughing: "I will give it to Director Zhang on Monday."

Chenchen nodded his head like a little adult, "Well, you did a good job."

A female editor in her thirties joked with her: "Little leader, I have completed the task at hand, what other instructions are there?"

Chenchen said: "No, you can rest for ten minutes."

The female editor said: "Okay, thank you, little leader, hehe."

These days, Zhang Ye has been taking Chenchen to run with CCTV, and Chenchen has become familiar with everyone. This little guy really has the addiction to being a leader, and he gives instructions from time to time. Zhang Ye is the big leader in the column group, and there are people He also affectionately calls Chenchen "little leader".

Zhang Ye walked up with a straight face.

"lead."

"Director Zhang."

"Teacher Zhang."

Several people nearby saw him and greeted him one after another.

Seeing this, Chenchen stopped giving orders and was about to walk to the chairs in the auditorium, but was grabbed by Zhang Ye.

"You little thing?" Zhang Ye glared and said, "Why are you causing trouble again?"

Chenchen said plausibly, "I'm helping you supervise them."

Zhang Ye snorted: "Who are you supervising? I told you last time. Are you addicted to bossing others around? Go back to my office and do your homework.

I’ll take care of you later.”

Chenchen curled his lips and Dianer Dianer left, quite leisurely.

Zhang Ye followed behind and said: "I will go over to check my homework in the afternoon and write it carefully."

A female director laughed and said, "The child is so cute."

"Hey, you're almost done." Zhang Ye said happily: "She's the only one who's cute? She's so annoying. You don't know, I'm two heads tall now. This kid, doesn't think like an average kid. Her mode and way of thinking are completely different, and I have no idea what she is thinking."