I’m Really a Superstar

New Year's Eve.

Every household in the country is decorated with lanterns and streamers.

Spring couplets.

firecracker.

Red Lantern.

This is the Chinese New Year, the most lively and festive day of the year for Chinese people. Travelers return home, relatives reunite, and firecrackers go off to share this beautiful day.

Parents' house.

My mother posted the word "福" on the door with a smile on her face.

A few neighbors passed by.

"Oh, this word is so beautiful."

"That's what my son wrote in advance."

"Xiaoye's calligraphy is so good."

"Haha, not bad."

"Where is your son and daughter-in-law?"

"They can't come back today and have gone to serve the people."

"Yes, the entire Spring Festival Gala is waiting for your son to perform."

"Don't forget to watch the Spring Festival Gala tonight."

"Does that need to be said? I don't watch other people's shows. I have to watch Xiao Ye's Spring Festival Gala. I have both TVs on at home to increase Xiao Ye's ratings."

"He's an old neighbor after all!"

"Haha, I must support it."

…

street.

Firecrackers exploded.

Pedestrians' faces were full of joy.

"It's finally a holiday."

"Go home quickly and make dumplings."

"Why are you going tonight?"

"What else can we do? Let's have New Year's Eve dinner as a family and watch the Spring Festival Gala."

"Do you really watch it? I haven't watched it for several years."

"I really see. There is a new coach in this year's Spring Festival Gala. I'm still looking forward to Zhang Ye's debut in the Spring Festival Gala. I have to at least see what happens, right?"

"Yes, let me take a look too."

…

A fireworks sales point.

Several students bought firecrackers and came out.

"Play it again tonight?"

"Let it go now, I'm not free tonight."

"What are you going to do?"

"Grab the blessing of professionalism!"

"Damn, how could I forget this!"

"I'm just lucky enough to be dedicated!"

"Me too, Zhang Ye is such a cheat!"

"Yes, we will watch the Spring Festival Gala in the evening, grab red envelopes, and grab career blessings. If we grab one, we will get rich. I heard that not many people have collected all the five blessings now!"

…

A certain newspaper company.

"Lao Li, are you on duty today?"

"right."

"Have a hard night."

"It's okay, I just happened to watch the Spring Festival Gala with the editorial department."

“Has the program list not changed?”

"It hasn't changed, it's still the same, so I don't believe it. I really don't believe that Zhang Ye can produce a four-hour program. I want to watch it!"

"Yes, the national media are curious about this now."

"There was no news about the first and second Spring Festival Gala rehearsals?"

"No, this Spring Festival Gala is too secretive. It is completely different from previous years. There were no media or audience representatives during the rehearsal, so no one except the people from their Spring Festival Gala program team knew what was going on. Both rehearsals only had CCTV reporters can enter."

"Mysterious, what are you doing?"

"We'll find out how it goes in the evening."

…

A certain residence.

"Mother."

"Hey, girl."

"What time does the Spring Festival Gala start?"

"It's eight o'clock sharp, still early."

"Oh, I can't wait."

"Why?"

"I want to see Zhang Ye, Zhang Yuanqi, Liu Guo, and Sun Mian, they are all my favorite stars!"

"Daughter, you'd better not have too high expectations. Zhang Ye has never directed a large-scale party, and he has never heard of a small party, so we don't know what will happen. If the Spring Festival Gala fails this time, many people in the industry will Everyone is saying that this is probably the last Spring Festival Gala.

"

"No way?"

"That's how it's spread anyway."

"No, Zhang Ye must have a way to bring the Spring Festival Gala back to life. Teacher Zhang has never disappointed anyone! He can do anything that others can't do!"

"You're such a little fan."

"whee."

…

online.

"Comrades, gather!"

"The Spring Festival Gala is coming soon, let's complain together tonight!"

"Haha, are you coming this year too?"

"Must come!"

"Where are the jokesters? Report it quickly!"

“It’s time to count the number of people!”

"But there is no Zhang Ye to lead the team this year!"

"Yes, Zhang Ye led the team last year, but this year he actually directed the Spring Festival Gala himself, hahahaha, why am I so gloating!"

"He did it himself! He deserves it! Brothers, don't be polite to Teacher Zhang!"

"Come on, Zhang Ye won't be leading the team this year. It's time for us to complain about him together!"

"Pfft, you are doing such a disservice, Tiger, Old Donkey, aren't you all Zhang Ye's die-hard fans?"

"You are a die-hard fan, so you can't disgrace the glorious tradition left by Zhang Ye himself."

"Zhang Ye definitely didn't expect this day, hahaha!"

"I am coming!"

"The joker reports for duty on the 1st!"

"Count me in too!"

…

Or old.

Or less.

Or male.

Or female.

The final countdown to the Spring Festival Gala!

The eyes of Chinese people all over the world are focused!

Curses? Criticism? At this moment, it is basically invisible. Firstly, it has been a long time and everyone is tired of questioning. Secondly, this is also the charm of the Spring Festival. It is a day that can change the mood and mentality of the Chinese people. Many people I used to curse a lot and was extremely dissatisfied with Zhang Ye for directing the Spring Festival Gala, but when this day finally arrived, it was New Year's Eve, listening to the firecrackers outside, and seeing the family full of children and grandchildren, all my temper was gone.

Watch quietly.

Let’s see what Zhang Ye can do with the Spring Festival Gala.

There are ten hours left.

There are still eight hours left.

Six hours to go.

…

CCTV.

Studio One.

As the time approaches, the Spring Festival Gala director team is also under increasing pressure.

Like Ha Qiqi, she started to raise her shoulders in the morning and was very nervous.

Zhang Zuo, Xiao Wang and others are not much better. Even though they have followed Zhang Ye all over the country and experienced countless storms, they cannot withstand the pressure. This is not a variety show, this is the Spring Festival Gala, this is a live broadcast, attracting global attention. , Chinese people all over the world are watching them!

no pressure?

not nervous?

That's really bragging!

"Where's the phone? Where's my phone?"

"It's in your hands."

"ah."

"Everyone, please stop messing around."

"But my heart has been pounding since morning."

"Director Zhang is here, it's okay!"

Zhang Ye is the calmest person among them. In fact, it's not that he is really calm, but that he knows very well that at this time, anyone can mess up, but not himself. He is the leader, and he is the chief director of this Spring Festival Gala. The formation had to be suppressed, so he looked at everyone.

Zhang Ye smiled and said: "Old Ha, Old Zuo, what about you?"

Ha Qiqi wiped his sweat, "But I can't help but be nervous! I'm afraid... what if something happens? We will be national sinners!"

Zhang Ye was amused, "Everything that needs to be done has been done, and everything that needs to be prepared has been prepared. If there is a power outage, a building collapse, or a tsunami, that's not our business." He turned his head to the side, and it happened. Seeing a CCTV Spring Festival Gala deputy director sitting there calmly, as if he was still eating, Zhang Ye couldn't help but pointed at him with admiration, "Look at him, Old Han. After all, he is an old man who has participated in three Spring Festival Galas. Being calm in the face of danger, and knowing how to replenish energy and eat some food in advance, we young people must learn from others, this is called the style of a general!"

Old Han stiffened and turned around in surprise, "Ah? Who called me?"

Zhang Ye was startled and then saw what was in his hand, "Old Han, what are you eating?"

Lao Han: "Quick-acting Jiuxin Pills. I'm too nervous. Let me cheer you up."

Zhang Ye: "..."

Ha Qiqi: "Pfft!"

Zhang Zuo: "Hahahaha!"

Xiao Wang also laughed!

Old Han asked: "What's wrong? What did you call me for?"

Zhang Ye rolled his eyes: "It's okay, you can continue eating."

Old Han nodded: "Oh."

well!

What a bunch of people!