I’m Really a Superstar

night.

It's past nine o'clock.

Except for those on duty and those recording programs in the evening shift, almost everyone in the TV tower has gone home. Many floors and office areas have darkened lights, and most of the building is empty. However, the office areas and offices of the "The Voice" column team are The recording site was brightly lit, with people coming and going, the sounds of construction equipment being moved, the hurried conversations of personnel, and the loud voices of the relevant persons in charge repeating tasks over and over again.

"put it here."

"Okay Sister Qi!"

"Over there, faster!"

"The lights must be set up before eleven o'clock!"

"Director Zhang, we will definitely light the lights before tomorrow morning..."

"There are still things to do tomorrow morning. If you can save some time now, you must save some time. No later than 11 o'clock. I will come over to see the results at 11 o'clock!"

"Okay, let's do our best!"

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll treat everyone to a supper when we finish our work at night!"

At this time, a female editor came over tiredly, shook her phone and said: "Director Zhang, what, my lover is urging me again, I will do it today?"

Zhang Ye said: "Go home quickly."

The female editor said, "Okay, I'll come early tomorrow morning."

"Pay attention to safety on the road." Zhang Ye said with concern.

The female editor looked back at little Chenchen, who was sleeping drowsily in the auditorium of the studio, and said to Zhang Ye, "I drove here, how about I send Chenchen back?"

Only then did Zhang Ye think of Chenchen's troubles, "Hey, is it convenient?"

"Convenient." said the female editor.

Zhang Ye then asked Chenchen, "Let your Aunt Yi take you home?"

Chenchen looked at him, "Are you going back?"

Zhang Ye said: "I can't leave. I have to stay at my workplace these days."

Chenchen snorted, "Then I won't leave either."

Zhang Ye said in amusement, "What are you doing here? There's no good place to sleep here. I'll have someone take you home. If you're afraid that you'll be alone at home, I'll call my parents and say, You stay at my parents’ house today and ask them to take care of you for two days.”

Chenchen was silent.

"Chenchen, I'm asking you." Zhang Ye said.

Chenchen still ignored him and did his own thing.

Zhang Ye had no choice but to say to the female editor: "You should go home first. If she doesn't want to leave, just live here with me. There is no other way."

The female editor suggested: "There are large sofas in the dressing room and lounge at the back, and there are pillows and quilts upstairs. Although the conditions are not very good, it can still sleep people."

"Sure." Zhang Ye said.

As soon as he turned around, Zhang Ye threw himself back into work. Not only did he grasp the overall situation and direct everyone, he also did it himself. He went up to help with anything he could. He even climbed up the ladder himself to install lighting equipment with the workers. Finally, he got a full Hui, he didn't even realize it.

Zhang Ye, a chief director, has achieved this level of comparison. The employees below saw this and used more strength on their hands. No one was lazy, and some employees were even planning to go home at ten o'clock. , when they saw Zhang Ye working hard, they were too embarrassed to say leave. They continued to work overtime despite their sleepiness. The leader didn't even complain that he was tired, so why did they shout?

About half past ten.

Chenchen couldn't stand it anymore, his eyelids dropped one after another, and he wandered to Zhang Ye's side, "Zhang Ye, I'm tired, please take me to sleep."

Zhang Ye didn't look back, "Xiao Zhao, take Chenchen to the lounge."

"Hey, here we come!" Xiao Zhao put down what he was doing and ran up quickly, saying with a cheerful face: "Chenchen, let's go."

Chenchen glanced at Xiao Zhao, then turned his attention to Zhang Ye. He pushed Zhang Ye's lower back and said, "Zhang Ye, take me there and you can sleep too."

Zhang Ye said: "Why should I sleep? It's imminent. I've been ready to work hard these days. Just be obedient and ask your uncle Zhao to get you a quilt. You can sleep well."

Chenchen shouted: "Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye!"

Zhang Ye ignored her, because there seemed to be something wrong with a light over there. He immediately went up angrily, "What's going on? Didn't you check everything before pretending?"

Chenchen was angry.

Xiao Zhao looked at her and said: "Something has happened now. Director Zhang is the most anxious person in the column group and the person under the greatest pressure. All Director Zhang can think about right now is how to make "The Voice" smoothly catch up with the broadcast. , let’s not bother Director Zhang about other things, otherwise he will be too tired.”

I don’t know if Chenchen listened to it. In the end, she slowly followed Xiao Zhao outside. Before leaving, she suddenly turned back and said loudly: "Zhang Ye, you will come to bed soon."

Zhang Ye hummed and said, "Okay."

Chenchen then left.

But this busy time came at midnight.

After ordering food and having supper, all the workers left, and most of the staff also went home. Only Zhang Ye and three or five column group employees were left behind. The remaining few were all gay men. They were all young and had relatively good physical strength. There was a female employee who didn't want to leave at first and said she wanted to stay and continue working. However, Zhang Ye saw that it was too late and asked the girl to go back, otherwise it would be too late. It's so unsafe.

"Director Zhang, continue."

"Are you okay?"

"OK!"

"I can still hold on!"

"I'm fine, I usually sleep late."

"Okay, there is only a little bit of today's task left. Let's finish it quickly. When you are done, you can go home and rest quickly."

A new round of busyness begins again.

Moreover, the intensity of work after midnight is different from the intensity of work during the normal shift during the day. There may be no difference in workload. It may be that there is so much work, but the work during the day is done when you are in a better mental state and have enough sleep. It is carried out under the premise that after midnight, they are all in a state of extreme fatigue. They have been tired for a whole day and worked continuously for more than ten hours. With sleepiness, their work efficiency will drop rapidly at this time. It takes a lot of perseverance and physical strength to survive!

ten minutes!

half an hour!

Suddenly, a small figure wandered out from the backstage. It turned out to be Chenchen. She was holding a bó bó towel and quilt in her hands. She found Zhang Ye in confusion and opened her eyes with difficulty to look at him. With one glance, he sat down on the instructor's chair closest to him. He moved his buttocks and pulled the quilt to his body. Then he fell asleep happily again, breathing loudly from his mouth.

Zhang Ye didn't even notice.

It was those employees who discovered it first.

"Well."

"Director Zhang, Chenchen is here."

Zhang Yefang turned around and said, "Hey, why are you here? There is so much chaos here. Why are you sleeping here? Go back to the lounge and sleep."

Chenchen was woken up, looked at him, and continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Zhang Ye quickly went up to her and pulled her, "Go, go, be obedient. Will I be angry if you don't?"

Chenchen leaned back on the chair as if he was boneless, and cooed a few times due to sleepiness, but no one else could understand what he was saying.

Zhang Ye had no choice but to say to a few employees: "We're done here today. We're almost done. We've all worked hard. Go back and have a good sleep."

"That's...ok."

"Then let's go."

"Director Zhang, you also go to bed early."

Several people were indeed almost dead from exhaustion and it was time for them to go home.

Zhang Ye poked Chenchen and said, "Let's go, let's sleep together."

Chenchen groaned and didn't move.

Zhang Ye had no choice but to bend down and pick up the little guy. For a child of seven or eight years old, it was actually quite heavy. Zhang Ye was not as light as the landlady who could pick up Chenchen's baby with one hand. Without the strength of his arms, he could only hold it up with both hands, went to the lounge, and put Chenchen on the big sofa.

"Go to sleep." Zhang Ye said.

Needless to say, Chenchen was already asleep.

Zhang Ye covered her with a quilt and didn't dare to leave. She knew that Chenchen couldn't sleep alone and had to be accompanied by someone. He was afraid that Chenchen would find him again holding the quilt when she didn't sleep, so he pretended to be He also lay down next to him, closed his eyes and rested for a while, but did not fall asleep. After waiting for about twenty minutes, he straightened up and glanced at Chenchen, then he got off the sofa lightly and returned to the sofa. When we arrived, there was no production site.

bring it on.

continue!

He was the only one left in the huge recording studio. Zhang Ye went to the control room and began to test a few devices that he only knew a little bit about, such as the high-altitude hanging microphone he requested. Then he went through each item, and finally started tinkering again. The lighting rack at the scene, and finally started to operate the computer cracklingly, printing and making hundreds of audience passes and player passes, as well as making a promotional video explaining the competition format. Since he had the experience of making advertisements by himself, these were not a problem for Zhang Ye. , even if there is no one to help, he can finish it alone if he slows down a bit, and he is also the voiceover of the competition system description.

Time passed bit by bit.

Zhang Ye was so engrossed in his work that he had already forgotten the time. He now regarded himself as a blue-collar worker. What kind of program director or famous host? These titles are of no use nowadays. He now What is needed is for "The Voice" to be completed on time and with high quality and quantity. Apart from that, everything else is empty and useless!

Try your best!

We must race against time! (To be continued) [ ] If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Chuangshi to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation. )