Chapter 367 CCTV Lost? ?

CCTV lost!

These four words swept the Internet like a storm.

CCTV has always been invincible.

Among all satellite TV stations, Mango TV is the strongest. Whether it is a variety show or a gala, it ranks first after CCTV.

But starting this year, Mango TV has been lacking in stamina.

Shanghai Satellite TV has risen up, and a show called "The Voice of China" has killed all variety shows.

Dominating the prime time, forcing similar programs to adjust their broadcast time.

Not long after "The Voice of China" ended, "Masked Singer" came out, and the major variety shows that have not recovered yet suffered another blow.

"Masked Singer" has become a frequent hot search, and many celebrity singers have tried their best to participate, even if they may be eliminated in one round.

Celebrity singers all want to go to "Masked Singer", and the quality of stars in other shows has declined, and the ratings have dropped, forming a vicious circle.

So all major satellite TV stations are holding back to organize gala parties. After all, satellite TV stations are not just about variety shows.

The evening show of Shanghai Satellite TV is not as powerful as variety shows. The occasional explosion is just to compete for the second place.

At the evening show, Mango TV can also shout to everyone domineeringly: "Are you here to compete for the second place?"

The reason why it is the second place is that everyone tacitly excludes CCTV.

The starting point of CCTV is the end point that most TV stations cannot reach even if they try their best.

But now, this giant born in "Rome" has been defeated by "cows and horses".

Because of an unexpected incident, Shanghai Satellite TV, which could only compete for the second place in satellite TV, counterattacked all the way and ranked first, and even ranked first for two minutes.

It was shocking.

"Jin Heze is really fucking damned!"

"Sun Mingcheng is also a fool!"

"Damn idiot, it made me become the second place!"

"A bloody case caused by a fool bodyguard!"

Jin Heze's favorability in the hearts of several major TV stations dropped sharply, and it plunged directly, which was more severe than the A-share plunge.

Jin Heze was scolded by countless people, and Sun Mingcheng was also scolded.

Jin Heze was the fuse, and Sun Mingcheng was the culprit.

If these two people hadn't caused such a mess, Nuoyan would not have withdrawn from CCTV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, and would not have taken Lin Wanqing back to Shanghai overnight.

If it wasn't for giving Sun Mingcheng a taste of his own medicine, Shanghai Satellite TV would not have urgently adjusted the program content two days before the gala.

Without adjusting the content, this time it would be at most the second among all local satellite TV stations.

Damn it, it's all Jin Heze's fault!

The gala of major satellite TV stations has ended, and the CCTV gala is also coming to an end.

Sun Mingcheng looked at the data gradually pulled up in the background, and he was relieved.

When Jin Heze came on stage, the ratings soared all the way and returned to the peak again.

This guy is a bit stupid, but he is still very popular, especially the two Chinese sentences he said on stage, which ignited the atmosphere at once.

The ratings tonight were quite satisfactory. Although there was a decline, there was no big problem.

Sun Mingcheng secretly prayed that the media would not make a fuss about the two minutes of darkness just now.

He took out his mobile phone to browse the online platform, and his face, which had just eased, gradually became ugly.

On the hot search list, except for Jin Heze who rushed to the top five, all other hot searches were about Shanghai Satellite TV.

What was even more eye-catching was the second hot search-CCTV is no longer invincible!

Six big words, and the purple-red "explosion" at the end hurt his eyes even more.

Sun Mingcheng almost couldn't catch his breath, and his mobile phone almost fell to the ground.

Six words, none of which mentioned his name, but each word pierced his heart.

These six words were like a tight hoop that tightly bound his forehead, and Sun Mingcheng's forehead swelled.

It was not easy to regain the position of chief director of the CCTV Gala. I thought it would be a turnaround battle, but it turned out to be a nightmare.

The party was over, and Sun Mingcheng looked at the moon outside the window and shook his head sadly.

"My mood is more lonely than fireworks."

In the same CCTV building.

Sun Mingcheng sighed dejectedly, Yu Tianlei laughed loudly.

People's sorrows and joys are not the same.

Some are happy, while others are sad.

Shanghai Satellite TV fell into a carnival.

Director Wan Qian led all the staff to work overtime.

Of course, it was not real overtime, but to celebrate.

The celebration banquet of Shanghai Satellite TV's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala began.

The hotel was nearby, and hundreds of people rushed to the hotel.

"Don't go home until you are drunk tonight!" Wan Qian hugged Xu Nuo.

Hong Liu's face was even more flushed.

The singers who participated in the party also stayed, even the elderly Chen Jianshen did not fall behind.

"Xu Nuo, drink more later, you have made the greatest contribution today."

"Uh, I can't drink."

"Hey, if you can't drink, you need to practice more!"

Xu Nuo, Lin Wanqing and the directors sat at one table, the singers sat at another table, and the rest of the staff sat separately.

Soon the wine was brought up, red beer and white wine, Xu Nuo's scalp tingled.

He knew his own alcohol tolerance best, he was a vegetable, he would pass out after drinking a little.

Wan Qian didn't care about that, "Waiter, change me a big cup!"

"No, no, no, the small cup is fine, small, so delicate!" Xu Nuo shook his head hurriedly, holding the small cup for drinking Moutai and refusing to let go.

Just kidding, the cup that Wan Qian wanted could hold more than half a pound, and the one in his hand was 10ml, only a fool would change it.

"Xu Nuo, you are being a bit stingy!" Hong Liu replaced the cup for him without saying anything.

Xu Nuo looked at the cup on the table and felt like running away. This cup would knock him over.

"Today's party was very successful. Here, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to everyone. I hope that we can work together in the future! I will drink this cup first!" Wan Qian stood up and drank a glass of beer.

"Good!"

Everyone was enthusiastic and applauded his boldness.

Although Wan Qian was a relative, he was capable and never put on airs. After drinking this cup of wine, many people had a better impression of him.

The Chinese drinking culture emphasizes boldness. As long as you can drink, everyone will have a good impression of you.

With Wan Qian taking the lead, everyone began to let go.

Hong Liu picked up the glass, clinked it with Wan Qian, and turned around to clink it with Xu Nuo.

This guy, the big director wants to toast, he has to follow, Xu Nuo smacked his lips, and then smacked his lips.

Hong Liu laughed: "Okay, stop smacking, you've been smacking for a long time, drink as much as you can, we don't like that."

Xu Nuo glared, this is looking down on people, he tilted his head and gulped down a large glass of wine.

"Good boy, it's okay!" Hong Liu's eyes lit up.

"Hehe, that's natural." Xu Nuo patted his chest and said proudly.

Lin Wanqing looked at him, hesitant to say something, and finally helped him pick up some dishes.

A group of old guys are not surprised.

They think Nuoyan and Lin Wanqing are 100% together, but they just haven't made it public.

The two directors started, and everyone became lively.

You toast me and I toast you, and both directors were toasted.

"Teacher Nuoyan, I toast you too."

Xu Nuo looked at the full glass of beer in Tao Cheng's hand, and his expression froze.

There are several people queuing behind this guy.

Lin Wanqing poked him quietly and whispered in his ear: "If you can't, I'll drink for you."

She knew Xu Nuo's alcohol tolerance, and he was even worse than him.

"No need!" Xu Nuo waved his hand domineeringly, tilted his neck... and didn't finish drinking.

Xu Nuo was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Tao Cheng was just being polite, and hurriedly said: "Teacher Nuoyan, you can do whatever you want. To be honest, I don't drink much."

Next is Yu Zhou.

Xu Nuo glared, and Yu Zhou immediately turned around: "Come on, come on, who wants to drink with my boss, I'll drink with him first."

The person who blocked the drink came.

But this was a joke, and he didn't really block the drink, but quietly changed a small cup.

The singers who participated in the party today came to Xu Nuo one by one like punching in.

"Teacher Nuoyan." Old man Chen Jianshen came over with a cup of tea.

"No, no, no, you are embarrassing me. Just call me Xiao Xu." Xu Nuo quickly stood up and supported him.

"Xiao Xu, thank you so much this time. The song "Homesickness" is so well written. It can be regarded as fulfilling my hometown complex." Chen Jianshen said.

"You are too polite. Let's cooperate again if there is a chance."

After Chen Jianshen went back, Zhang Ying came again, and then Dong Jun.

One after another, like a tourist check-in, some wanted to leave their phone numbers, and some added WeChat.

Xu Nuo accepted everyone who came, and soon, there were many more contact information in his mobile phone.

Wan Qian was drinking at other tables, and suddenly heard a commotion.

"What's going on, what's going on?"

Wan Qian woke up from the alcohol, ran back and took a look, and was immediately stunned.

"What's wrong with Xu Nuo?"

Lin Wanqing's face was a little red, "He can't drink very well..."

Wan Qian subconsciously looked at the wine glass on the table. When he saw it, his eyes were straight, and then he looked at the glass in his hand, "He drank with this?"

Lin Wanqing lowered her head in shame.

Wan Qian opened his mouth, thinking that Lin Wanqing really took care of his face.

This is not bad, it's obviously very bad.

Look at this, he drank at most three or four bottles of beer, how can he get drunk?

The people who came over looked at each other, speechless.

I didn't expect that this great god on the stage would be drunk by a few glasses of beer.

Everyone was a little confused, especially Yu Zhou, who specially changed a small cup for Xu Nuo, but didn't expect him to be so weak.

"Well, Director Wan, I'll send him back first, you continue to drink." Lin Wanqing looked embarrassed and patted Xu Nuo who was drunk.

"Do you need help?"

"No, just take a taxi." Lin Wanqing waved her hand and helped Xu Nuo out of the door.

After waving a taxi and helping him into the car with great effort, Xu Nuo kept mumbling something.

Lin Wanqing bent down and got closer, and found that this guy was calling his wife.

Lin Wanqing's heart seemed to be touched by something, and she lowered her head and slapped him on the face.

The driver saw this scene from the rearview mirror and stepped on the accelerator.

It was late at night, and he had eaten dog food several times.

When he got home, Xu Nuo was still dazed and smelled of alcohol.

Lin Wanqing supported him and threw him on the sofa. He had to wash him later.

This guy smelled of alcohol, and he couldn't get on the bed without washing.