I really don't want to be red

Chapter 465 Perfection
This is not without doubt.

Of course some people doubt it.

The audience on the online platform has exceeded 2 million at this time, breaking the record, and there are always a few people who can see that something is wrong.

"I think this is An Ran's show turning over!"

"Yeah, the one just now was probably because he was not familiar with the stage, and he jumped a little too hard, so he fell down!"

"No problem, it must be a car overturn..."

As soon as this statement came out, it was immediately despised by everyone.

"Turn over? Are you kidding me? You can fall down while dancing? You probably forgot that Mr. An has a record of one dozen six. With his body, he can still roll over while dancing. What's wrong with his brain?"

"That's right, Mr. An doesn't say anything else, this body has nothing to say, it's very easy to dance, okay?"

"Don't use your IQ to measure Teacher An, you are not worthy!"

A few people who doubted, just made a sound, and sprayed doubts about life to everyone.

He didn't dare to say anything directly.

Liang Jing, who was in charge of Xia Zhou's real life, was emotional, "Did you see that? Did you see...that was obviously a car overturn just now? Why are these netizens so easy to deceive?"

Huang Zhan didn't say a word for a long time, you said it was a car overturn, it's not a problem, but the audience has to believe it.

The problem is that now the audience doesn't believe it's a rollover.

If you have to change someone, it's a car overturn, but this rests on An Ran's body... There is no such thing as a car overturn, right?

The audience has all made up their minds, what's the use of saying this?
Besides, look at how excited everyone is now, if you say that Enron is not good, it will kill people on the Internet.

And it's hard to say whether this was intentional or not.

An Dangdang is very courageous and can do anything. It's really for the effect of the party, so there's nothing wrong with doing it like this.

To be honest, even Huang Zhan and Zhong Jixiang didn't quite believe it. The car just overturned.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Liang Jing's face suddenly became depressed. No one would believe what he said now...

At this time, on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, Gu Qingyin had already finished singing.

But everyone didn't go down.

The host and actors all came to the stage.

It's almost zero o'clock.

An Ran threw the big-headed baby mask in her hand round and round.

It caused a burst of looting from the crowd below.

Wang Han, a veteran in the hosting industry, immediately handed the microphone to An Ran.

On this stage, An Ran is the biggest, as long as he is there, the microphone must be handed to him immediately, and he will never be afraid of his crotch.

An Ran smiled and said, "Fuwa is for everyone, I wish everyone a happy new year!"

There was a burst of applause from the stands, and everyone cheered.

"I'll call this Fuwa!" said an audience member.

"It's a good name, meaningful and festive!"

"This big-headed doll happens to be a pair with that Chinese doll Gu Qingyin...how cute!"

Wang Han held the microphone and said: "At this moment, there are still 30 seconds before the Chinese New Year's bell rings. Dear friends, let us bid farewell to the past and embrace a new future. The countdown begins!"

Following Wang Han's voice, everyone shouted together!
"ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"..."

"three!"

"two!"

"one!"

The New Year's bell rang, and the sky-shattering firecrackers sounded all over the country.

At this moment, the whole country celebrates.

Countless fireworks rushed into the sky with brilliant colors, forming a variety of magnificent colors, reflecting the night sky like a dream.

On the stage, all the actors cheered together.

Over the studio, there was a sudden "cracking" sound.

The petals are sprinkled, and there are red envelopes falling down one after another inside.

On each red envelope is a smiling Fuwa, hand in hand for blessing.

"Oh, 100 yuan!"

"It's quite generous!"

"Haha, I have 500 yuan in this one!"

"What's going on? Why is mine only three points? Who installed this red envelope? It must have been installed by An Ran, it's too stingy!"

"Yeah, I'm amazing, two hundred and five..."

When the red envelopes fell, everyone was so happy from ear to ear.

Although there are more or less, but everyone doesn't care at all, this is just to win the prize.

The atmosphere at the scene became more lively.

Wang Han said: "Everyone, don't leave, our party will continue to accompany you during the first hour of the new year, and there will be wonderful programs later!"

Wanying continued: "Everyone, don't forget, there are still red envelopes waiting for you, up to [-] yuan waiting for you!"

When the countdown is over, the program continues.

At first, many viewers felt that they were not satisfied, so the show was extended for an hour, just to continue watching, and there were red envelopes.

On the other hand, the Spring Festival Gala on Xiazhou TV was a bit bleak.

The countdown was also very lively, but the ratings were terrible.

It doesn't make sense to get 5% of the ratings.

Liang Jing finally survived. At this time, the party was over, the camera had switched, and other programs were already playing.

But Liang Jing was still sitting on the chair blankly, expressionless.

This is his biggest defeat since his career.

He was almost out of breath from the blow.

Huang Zhan patted Liang Jing's shoulder lightly, "Director Liang, it's over, let's go..."

Liang Jing didn't speak.

Zhong Jixiang said: "Director Liang, it's not your fault. Besides, you immigrated immediately, and then went overseas. Xiazhou's gossip has nothing to do with you. Why take it to heart?"

Liang Jing's eyes brightened.

That's right, I'm going to immigrate anyway, so the party will be as bad as it gets, no matter how much you scold me, it won't fall on me.

Liang Jing finally untied his knot and stood up with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Liang Jing's phone rang suddenly.

"Hey!"

"Dad, the immigration application was called back, and it was not approved!"

"why?"

"It is said that we provided false information, concealed unfavorable facts, and recalled something wrong..."

What an excuse!

Liang Jing clenched his fists tightly. The immigration application was not approved this time, and the chance of approval in the future is basically zero.

If he can't get out, then he will face a storm of soldiers.

The criticism from netizens came from the pressure of Xiazhou TV Station.

Director Wen, Liu Baoxuan and others have been watching.

At the beginning, his confidence was that he wanted to immigrate.

But now I can't go...

Sure enough, before leaving the main control room, Liang Jing received a call from Director Wen.

"Director Liang, the audience rating is 5 points!" Director Wen's tone was cold, "You are truly unprecedented, and you have made such a good show. I really underestimate you!"

Liang Jing is also broken.

"The result is already like this, what is Director Wen going to do? Ban me?"

"Hey, ban? Do you think I'm those old bastards from the Music Association?" Director Wen smiled and said, "With your ratings, will anyone dare to invite you in the future?"

Liang Jing was stunned for a moment.

That's right, the Spring Festival Gala is a plate of good food in my hands, and it's all done like this, who else dares to invite me?

Director Wen said calmly again, "It's better to think about how you apply for immigration..."

After speaking, the phone hung up.

In an instant, Liang Jing's face turned gray, his whole body suddenly became fatigued, and he fell to the ground...

(End of this chapter)