Chapter 466

Everyone sent him to the door.

Li Rong followed him out, smiling gently, and said kindly: "Everyone backstage is nervous, Xiao Gong just wants to talk a few words. Director Chen, we have been rehearsing for a long time, it's okay, don't feel stressed. It's New Year's Day, just come to watch the party and relax."

Chen Xiao smiled, "Well, thank you, Teacher Li."

"Then you have a good New Year's Eve, I'll go back first."

"Well, goodbye, Teacher Li."

After saying goodbye to her, Chen Xiao went to the lounge where the "Selling Crutch" team was located, and after a brief chat, he left the backstage. When he returned to the studio, he saw that it was basically full.

Along the way, he greeted some entertainment industry people who had already taken their seats and walked back to his seat to sit down.

After returning to his seat, time passed by minute by minute, and the surrounding screens began to change. The performers of the opening dance also took the stage one after another.

Finally, the time came to 30 seconds before eight o'clock.

The whole audience was silent.

30, 29, 28...3, 2, 1!

At the moment when the time came to eight o'clock, on the stage, the Huaxia drum player dressed in red and gold clothes raised the drumstick and beat the big drum.

The drum beats became more and more intense, and the music of the ensemble sounded from all directions.

The dancers ran onto the stage waving ribbons.

The gala officially began.

After two song and dance performances, the gala ushered in the first language program - "Lost on the Road".

The actors of the language program group rested and rehearsed in the area.

Zou Zhen asked his assistant: "What are the data now?"

"As for the TV ratings, it was 24.2% when it was broadcast, and now it has dropped to 23.1%. The number of real-time viewers of the online live broadcast has dropped from 380 million to 120 million."

Zou Zhen nodded slightly.

Last year, the broadcast of the program was 3.5 percentage points higher than the final average. According to this calculation, this year's 20% target is stable.

Last year's Spring Festival Gala new media live broadcast user scale was 771 million people, 1.581 billion times. That is to say, all the viewers who watched the show in different time periods are counted, which is 771 million people. Many viewers come for certain programs, so this data is temporarily low, and the cumulative data will rise a lot later.

In general, the data is OK. If it is stable, it should be able to achieve the goal of 20% ratings.

"Okay, I know."

...

At the same time, every household also enjoys the New Year's Eve.

Some people share rice cakes, hot pot and fish in restaurants outside, and some dumpling lovers knead dough again to prepare dumplings for another full meal at ten o'clock. Others chat with relatives they haven't seen for a long time at home, play poker and play games.

In a two-story self-built building in Liaoning Province.

Xiaopang was pulled downstairs by his father.

Xiaopang said reluctantly, "I don't want to watch it. I don't like watching singing and dancing, and the skits have too many performance marks."

Dad dragged him downstairs and said, "Watch it with your grandma for half an hour. When uncle and his friends come back in half an hour, we will play poker. The loss is dad's, and the win is yours."

"Deal!"

Xiaopang's steps became lighter instantly.

You should have said you would play poker earlier.

How could grandma like watching the Spring Festival Gala when she doesn't even understand popular slang?

What she loves is the atmosphere, with her children and grandchildren around, watching the Spring Festival Gala together, and the atmosphere of family reunion.

But uncle and his friends went out to set off firecrackers, so there were not enough people to play poker, so let's watch the Spring Festival Gala first.

Xiaopang stepped on the heels of his feet, took off his cotton shoes, climbed to the center of the kang, leaned on the low table, grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and looked at the TV screen.

The skit was playing on the screen.

On the screen, two young men came to the Northeast for a trip and sat in a barbecue restaurant to order food.

Dad moved out the folding table and looked at the TV screen, "Isn't this that guy?"

"Duan Yunfan." As he said that, Xiaopang spit out the melon seed shells.

Dad opened the folding table, took out four boxes of poker from under the TV cabinet, stood in front of the screen with legs apart and looked at the young man on the screen, "Isn't he a singer and actor? Why is he acting in a skit?"

Xiaopang shrugged, "A singer who doesn't want to act in a skit is not a good TV actor."

"Hey, son, I think you are funnier than them, hahaha." Dad turned around and smiled, slapping the poker on the table.

Xiaopang snorted and continued to look at the screen.

In the picture, the man next to Duan Yunfan pointed at the menu and said, "These four super big skewers, 10 of each."

The boss lady gestured with her hands for more than one meter, "The super big skewers in my house are super super big!"

The man touched his stomach, "Your super big skewers, I have a super big stomach."

The boss lady advised, "Oh, you are just being super stubborn now, you will regret it later, and finally take a super big bag and pack it up."

In front of the TV.

Xiaopang smiled, "I have to pull a super big..."

"Shut up!" Dad pointed at him quickly and glared at him, "Isn't it disgusting?"

Grandma smiled kindly, "It's New Year's Day, that should be called gold."

Dad frowned in disdain, "You are all disgusting."

Thirteen minutes later, the skit came to an end.

Dad held a handful of melon seeds and said in surprise: "This skit is good. It's better than the best last year. It restores the customs and habits of the Northeast and does not have serious stereotypes."

"Well, I can give it 80 points. Although it didn't make me laugh much, compared with previous years, there are fewer bad jokes and it doesn't force others to teach. It just tells a misunderstanding between a southerner in a Northeast barbecue restaurant. Both sides are quite friendly."

"No problem, and there are stars, it's pretty good."

……

"How are the ratings?" Zou Zhen asked his assistant in the rest area of ​​the actors of the language programs backstage in the studio.

"The skit started with 23.1% and ended with 23.2%, with an average of 23.1%. The number of real-time online viewers rose from 120 million to 129 million."

Zou Zhen nodded slightly, "Not bad."

The overall goal for the nine language programs is 20.5%.

After 10:30, the ratings will be very low, and the higher the ratings in the early stage, the better. 23.1% is not bad, and it also gives enough room for error for the later programs.

Zou Zhen raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was 20:23 now.

The Spring Festival Gala has been broadcast for 23 minutes, and the ratings are about to fall.

It is estimated that by the time "Working Adventure" starts, it should fall to the beginning of 22.

The ratings of this program will definitely be stable when it is broadcast, and I just hope it can be pulled up as much as possible.

……

At the same time, Xiaopang shook left and right restlessly.

I want to play a game of chess with the lucky star. Isn't the lucky star's lucky star Tam more festive than the Spring Festival Gala?

It would be nice if grandma could play games.

Xiaopang propped up his cheeks and chatted with grandma while watching two songs and dances, a magic show, and then another dance.

Just then, my uncle and cousin came back from setting off firecrackers, rubbing their hands and breathing heavily and walked into the house. The eldest brother quickly put his hands into the quilt at the head of the kang, "It's so cold!"

The father walked to the pile of plastic stools in the corner that looked like they were unearthed from Sanxingdui, "Come on, play poker, play poker!"

The cousin touched the head of the kang and turned back and said, "No, wait a minute, the next one is Director Chen's skit, right?"

The little fat man immediately became excited, "Next one?! Let's see!"

"What's so good about the skit? It's just about that level. How interesting is playing poker?" The father disassembled the red plastic stools and placed them around the table, "Come on."

The uncle took off his gloves and hung his coat on the hanger, "You two kids don't want to play? Then I'll call someone, don't regret it."

The little fat man sat on the kang and swung his legs, "Wait for us for 20 minutes, okay?"

"20 minutes? Then I'll play two first." The eldest aunt walked in.

"Come on." The uncle turned her over and the three of them sat at the table.

The eldest brother warmed his hands, took off his coat, and sat on the kang with the little fat man and his grandmother.