I really don't want to be red

Chapter 456 Destined to go down in history

Chapter 456 Destined to go down in history
"Destiny" fell the last note, Lin Jianing slowly stood up and bowed to the audience.

The three children also stood up and bowed at the same time.

"boom!"

The loudest applause erupted in the studio since the opening of the Spring Festival Gala, almost toppling the roof.

The audience in the stands were still immersed in the shock just now.

Lin Jianing showed a rare smile on her face and waved at the three children.

The three children came to her.

The applause continued.

Lin Jianing once again bowed to thank.

It lasted for more than two minutes, and the applause stopped after the host appeared on stage.

No one expected that what they thought was the worst show would win the most enthusiastic applause from the audience.

The audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help themselves.

Countless people sent barrage with emotion.

"Anran is not a good thing, Ma De, I listened to it with my breath held, I almost suffocated to death!"

"Oh shit, I'm holding back this piss forcibly!"

"I was so excited when I heard that, I kicked my cattle away and plowed ten acres of land by myself!"

"Made, I went into the bathroom with my mobile phone. Can you imagine that peeing is rhythmic? I peed for more than three minutes. My dad thought my prostate was not good when I was young. !"

"It's wonderful, Lin Jianing, you are my goddess, I love you!"

"The song of fate, there is indifference in sadness, and indomitableness in struggle. Life is like this, with passion, ups and downs, hope, and tears. When the song ends, you are calm enough!"

"Calm your uncle, don't pretend to be forceful, I just asked how to break the toilet? I'm still holding back!"

A piano piece shocked everyone.

It became the biggest hot spot of the party, and the popularity of the Internet suddenly rose.

The warm opening song, the beautiful dance, the laugh-out-loud sketch, and now there is the piano piece that makes people unable to control themselves.

fantastic.

Liang Jing felt so bitter about how wonderful the programs on the Yanyin platform were.

What about the turning point?
It is agreed to go beyond that from here?

The atmosphere that had improved just now returned to the original point in an instant, even more depressing than before.

Needless to say, this piano piece is destined to be a famous piece in the annals of history. Compared with An Ran's previous "Dedicated to Gu Qingyin" and "Flight of the Bumble Bee", "The Concerto of Love" is much more classic.

Even if Liang Jing didn't want to admit it, the truth was right in front of his eyes.

Pieces beat piano pieces?
It seems that he thinks too much.

There is a high probability that this gala will not come back, just like Liu Baoxuan said, he will become the record breaker in the entire history of the Spring Festival gala.

Unfortunately, this is not a good record, but a disgraceful record.

"What should I do?" Huang Zhan asked.

This sentence did not know where it touched Liang Jing's anger.

Liang Jing suddenly cursed, "What to do, what to do, how do I know what to do? Do I want to send a killer to assassinate him?"

What the hell!

You are in a bad mood, why take your anger out on us?
Besides, I didn't ask you to help back then, you were the one who set out to mess with others, we just came here for an assist, why are you so angry with us now?

Fortunately, the two of them knew that Liang Jing was aggrieved and had no reason to argue, so they didn't argue with him. Instead, they sat there silently and continued to look at their phones.

Can't win!
Liang Jing's face was gloomy, he never imagined that he would set himself an almost invincible opponent.

Countless times, he looked forward to An's next show to stretch his hips and overtake.

But now it seems impossible.

More than an hour has passed.

At this time, the Spring Festival Gala on the Yanyin platform was full of word-of-mouth, and the number of viewers continued to increase.

Because the piano piece of "Fate" was released, it was hotly discussed on the Internet.

Then more viewers walked into the live broadcast room, and now it has reached 8000 million!

8000 million viewers, if converted into ratings, it is nearly 20 points.

Who wants to tell him in advance that an online Spring Festival Gala can be watched by 8000 million viewers, and he can make people laugh to death.

But now it seems that I am a joke.

Liang Jing slumped on the chair.

It's only been an hour since it started, and my show is no match, and the other Spring Festival Gala probably won't be able to compete.

Only watching the Spring Festival Gala on the Internet, the family dominates and dominates.

At the beginning, he thought that there would be no more than 1000 million viewers in the end, but the reality hit him hard in the face.

In the main control room behind the dragging sound.

The staff came in and said, "Mr. An, our viewership has exceeded 8000 million. Mr. Zhang called just now and said that he will send red envelopes to everyone after the party is over!"

An Ran smiled calmly, pointed to the phone in front of her and said, "Got it, just watch it!"

"By the way, what are the ratings of other telephone stations?"

The staff already had statistics, and said with a smile: "Xiazhou TV's Spring Festival Gala ratings fell below 20%, and now it's only 18%!"

"Dongtian Satellite TV's ratings are 3%!"

"Great Wall Satellite TV is only 0.8%!"

The staff knew that these were all grievances with Anran, so they mentioned these first.

0.8%!

An Ran almost vomited blood, Great Wall Satellite TV has a lot of hips, and it is no one who can achieve less than 1% of the audience rating of a Spring Festival Gala.

"Mr. An, we may become the first online platform to defeat Xiazhou Satellite TV's Spring Festival Gala this time, setting a record!" the staff said happily.

An Ran shook her head, "I didn't regard the Xiazhou TV Spring Festival Gala as my opponent from the beginning, my opponent is all the Spring Festival Gala!"

Fuck, all the Spring Festival Gala?
You are planning to do nothing!

"The others?"

The staff cleared their throats and said, "Starlight TV's ratings are 1.68%!"

"Clear Sky TV 2.01%."

"Canxing Satellite TV 2.41%!"

The staff said a lot, there are more than a dozen satellite TVs, except Dongtian Satellite TV, none of them can break 3%.

In previous years, the TV stations of the Spring Festival Gala were not able to compete with the Xiazhou Spring Festival Gala, and their own ratings were around 3 points.

The better ones can reach 5 points.

This year, because of An Ran's cross-cutting, the result is a whole lot of mourning, not even a family broke.

What's more, the ratings are not stable at all, and almost all of them are in a state of decline.

An Ran's words are really not bragging, his ultimate goal is to overthrow all satellite TV.

And the show is only an hour long.

There are still many exciting programs and killer features in the future, and it will definitely not give other satellite TV opportunities.

The program of the Spring Festival Gala pays attention to the sense of layering, men, women and children have to be taken care of, how to arrange the program and the order of appearance are learned.

But An Ran is a careless guy.

Regardless of 21 [-], give me all.

The audience was directly served a pot of mishmash, but this pot of hodgepodge tasted very good, and the soul of the people who ate it was about to fly away.

From the appetizer at the beginning to the main dish now, there is not a bad dish.

Both men, women and children like it, who can compare with him?
The most important thing here is the quality of the program. As long as the quality of the program is good enough, you can arrange the program as you like without thinking too much.

Is the collection of the essence of the 30-year Spring Festival Gala a child's play?

No matter which station's Spring Festival Gala, you have to kneel down and call "Dad"!
(End of this chapter)

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