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Along the way, familiar people greeted me everywhere.

Walk straight to the door of the director's office.

Before coming, he had already spoken to Director Ye on the phone, and Director Ye told him to just come over.

Knocked on the door.

"Come in." A voice came out.

Jiang Yu pushed the door open and entered.

"Master Ye~"

"Haha, Xiao Jiang?" Director Ye raised his head and laughed when he saw Jiang Yu: "Why call me Director Ye? It's been such a long time since we last met. Are you unfamiliar with me?"

From Jiang Yu's debut to now, his road to success is really inseparable from the care and concern of these seniors.

"No, we are at work. It's not nice to call you Uncle Ye."

"Well, there's no one here, just call anyone." Director Ye looked at Jiang Yu with a smile, and then saw the sample film in his hand: "Is this the TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" that you just told me on the phone?"

"Yes." Jiang Yuti pulled up: "I just came from Minister Yang, and he told me to give it to you directly."

"Haha, kid, you are the only one in the entire entertainment industry who has received such treatment." Director Ye said with a smile: "It's a good thing you came today. The TV series we are broadcasting is about to end. If you were two days later, you might not be able to get a number."

"Oh, that's a great coincidence, this TV series will definitely be a big hit!"

"Hey, you are getting better and better..."

"Boom"

Just as the two were chatting, the office door suddenly opened.

"Jiang Yu, where is Jiang Yu?"

It turned out to be Zhang Qi.

The two looked at him in astonishment.

"Hahaha, Jiang Yu, I finally see you."

"Zhang Qi, you just walked in without even knocking!" Director Ye looked at him, somewhat dissatisfied.

Zhang Qi was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry, Director Ye, I'm just a little anxious."

After all, he is the exclusive director of his own TV station, so Director Ye was not really angry.

"Director Zhang, how did you know I was coming?" Jiang Yu asked with a smile.

"I was watching a show and I overheard you were at the station, so I ran over to stop you."

"Why are you blocking me?" Jiang Yu was a little confused. He had told Zhang Qi very clearly before that he didn't want to be on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala anymore. Apart from this, did he have anything else to talk to him about?

If he really asked me to perform on the Spring Festival Gala now, it would be difficult for me to refuse in front of Uncle Ye, after all, my TV series still needs to be performed on stage.

"Don't worry, we will never let you perform on the Spring Festival Gala." Zhang Qi said.

As soon as these words were spoken, Jiang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the disposable teacup and was about to take a sip of water, but he spit it out the next second.

"Help me direct the Spring Festival Gala."

"Puff!" The water sprayed directly onto his pants, but Jiang Yu didn't care about it anymore: "Are you kidding us?"

"I'm not kidding you." Zhang Qi said seriously, and then sighed: "You don't know how badly I have been scolded in the past two years."

While speaking, he took out his mobile phone and searched for the Spring Festival Gala reviews of the past two years to show Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu took a look.

Sure enough, Zhang Qi has been scolded a lot in the past two years.

Netizens are so talented, those little words are so awesome, they are just too outrageous.

"My dear family, in the past, we could play jokes on the Spring Festival Gala for a whole year, but now the jokes that we played for a year are piled up on the Spring Festival Gala."

"It's so funny. Everything is based on a formula now. Even skits are based on a formula. 1. Start with a jingle. 2. Someone comes to stir up trouble. 3. Cause misunderstandings and conflicts. 4. Intensify the conflicts and then sensationalize them. 5. OK, let's make dumplings together."

"Who says the Spring Festival Gala skits are not funny? In fact, the entire Spring Festival Gala is just a skit."

"This year, people get off work late because of the Chinese New Year. The highways are all jammed. Dear viewers, have you gotten off work yet?"

"I can't go home for the New Year this year - I've never been home before."

"Hey, mom - son, come home if you have nothing to do. As long as you come back, it's the New Year. Applause to encourage you!"

"Let's make dumplings on the highway."

"Today is New Year's Eve, let's work overtime in the office to make dumplings for everyone!"

"Today, we are in the hospital, making dumplings for everyone."

Dumplings are being made in all kinds of places.

......

"Hahaha." Jiang Yu couldn't help but laugh after reading the comments.

"You're still laughing." Zhang Qi rolled his eyes.

"These things are very funny." Jiang Yu said with a smile: "The audience complains about you for a reason. Who asked you to do these things in the past two years? Let alone them, I didn't care much about them, especially the language programs. How could you do it like this? The last time I was on the Spring Festival Gala, it wasn't like this."

"There are so many funny skits. If you didn't choose one and had to choose something that no one wants to watch, who can you blame?"

"This is the Spring Festival Gala." Zhang Qi said, "It must be meaningful before it can be interesting. Several generations of grandparents and grandchildren watch it together. So for us, meaning is much more important than meaning."

"You are just overthinking. You want several generations to watch it together. If you continue like this, no one will watch it soon."

Jiang Yu said:

"I remember I told you before, what's the point of talking about all that nonsense? People have worked hard for a year, and they watch the Spring Festival Gala and reunite with their families just to have fun. What's wrong with you doing all this nonsense? I get lectured by my boss and clients at work, and I have to be lectured by you on New Year's Eve?"

"This..." Zhang Qi was a little stagnant. He didn't know how to refute Jiang Yu.

"I admit that there should be some meaning, but we can't give up the fun just because of the meaning. What is the biggest theme of the Spring Festival Gala? Is it to educate people? It's to make everyone happy, not to listen to your teachings. We should grasp the scale and don't take the so-called depth so seriously. Of course, I'm not saying to completely abandon depth, but we can't give up the theme of making people happy just because of this."

"You're right."

At this time, Director Ye on the side also spoke.

"Lao Zhang, I think what Jiang Yu said is right. I'll make a decision now. There doesn't have to be so much depth. At least we have to make the audience happy."

"I saw a comment saying that watching the Spring Festival Gala is not as interesting as watching the audience perform. I don't know how you feel about this, but it really makes me feel uncomfortable."

"I know." Zhang Qi nodded. "I have already formed an inertial thinking. It is too difficult to revise it in these few months. That's why I thought of asking Jiang Yu to help me direct it this year. Even if he is the principal and I am the assistant, I am willing to do it."

How did we get here again?

Jiang Yu looked helpless.

Director Ye looked at Jiang Yu and said, "Xiao Jiang, what do you think? Why don't you help your uncle Ye? We can't let the tradition of the Spring Festival Gala be interrupted like this."

Director Ye has said so, what else can Jiang Yu say? In the end, he could only nod his head: "Uncle Ye, since you said so, if I don't accept it, it would be a bit immature."

"Director Zhang, after your National Day Gala is over, I will come to CTS to report. We should work together on next year's Spring Festival Gala."

"No problem, I'll be your deputy!"

"Let's not talk about the forehand and the offhand. Whoever is right will be the one to listen to. Okay."

"Okay, as long as you agree to this, I'll do anything!"