empire superstar

Chapter 28 Bonuses
Today is a sunny day.

In the Western Film and Television City, the crew of "Han Wu Da Di", the director Zhang Yichi is supervising the assistant director to make up shots.

Although the whole drama has been finished, in the post-production, there will still be such and other shooting loopholes, so this needs to enter the stage of re-shooting.

Hey.

phone vibration.

After speaking to one of the supporting actresses, Zhang Yichi picked up his phone while staring at the filming scene.

As soon as I saw it, I saw a WeChat message from my nephew Zhang Chao, which was a long recording.

Zhang Yichi frowned. To be honest, he hated people who sent long speeches on WeChat, because accidents would occasionally occur during the playback, causing the playback to be interrupted, and then the person had to start listening again from the beginning.

It's fine if it's just a few seconds of speech, but Zhang Chao actually sent a speech that lasted nearly 3 minutes.

Zhang Yichi touched the beard on his chin, and finally decided not to listen.

He was about to turn off his phone when Zhang Chao sent another text: "Uncle, you must click on it this time! This time, I promise, it is definitely a divine comedy, and it definitely meets your requirements. To tell you the truth, it is Created by a master my nephew met by chance!"

Zhang Yichi was silent for a moment, and finally turned on the recording.

"Ding--"

When the first scale sounded, Zhang Yichi didn't react much yet.

But then, when the major scales swept in like waves, the vast and majestic momentum made Zhang Yichi suffocate for an instant.

After a while, he cried out excitedly.

Everyone in the entire crew watched over, including several actors who were making reshoots.

Zhang Yichi ignored it, he was in high spirits, immersed in the music alone.

The rhythmic rhythm was like spring thunder in the ears, making Zhang Yichi's breathing a little short.

"Zhang Qing, this trip is difficult and dangerous, on the way..."

"Your Majesty! I have been indebted to you for a long time, and I am fortunate to be able to shoulder this burden today! I am deeply honored!"

"Zhang Qing, I still send someone else to go..."

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body and health, and this minister is on his way!"

"Oh, if you never come back..."

"It will never come back!"

The corners of Zhang Yichi's eyes were moist.

Knowing the destiny at the age of 50, he has long been indifferent to the honor and disgrace of the world.

However, in this heart, the glory of the ancestors was always placed heavily in his heart.

How many people know me, Bo Wanghou?

How many people still know the forgotten history of my ancestors?
It was an era full of dangers. If Zhang Qian wanted to study the Western Regions, he would inevitably pass through the land of the Huns.

The Xiongnu has always been the confidant of the big man, cruel and merciless.

Zhang Qian and his party of a hundred people could not avoid disaster in the end, and were detained by the Huns and stayed there for ten years.

But in the long time, Zhang Qian still did not forget the mission he was carrying, nor did he shake his determination to complete the mission. When the Huns were relaxed, he took advantage of his unpreparedness and led his followers to escape from the court of the Huns.

It was a very arduous march.

On the Gobi Desert, there are flying sand and rocks, scorching heat waves, Congling Mountains as high as a roof, covered with ice and snow, and biting cold wind.

There are few people along the way, the water source is scarce, coupled with the hasty escape, and the lack of supplies, so Zhang Qian's trip can be said to be full of hardships and hardships.

When the dry food was exhausted, they relied on shooting animals to satisfy their hunger.

Many attendants died of hunger and thirst on the way, and some people continued to be buried in yellow sand and ice caves, giving their lives.

Due to the limitations of the volume and sound quality of the mobile phone, the entire song could not fully reflect its majestic momentum, but even so, it still made Zhang Yichi cry.

He could imagine what a vast scene it would be if this piece of music, together with other instruments, became a complete concerto!
"Good song!"

When the song was over, Zhang Yichi was full of praise.

Immediately, regardless of other people's strange glances, he hurriedly called his nephew Zhang Chao: "Where is Master?"

After getting Liao Yuan's contact information, Zhang Yichi couldn't wait to ask his assistant to book a ticket to return to Donghai.

"Director Zhang, there are still a few shots that have not been re-shot..." the assistant director hurried forward and said.

Zhang Yichi said without looking back: "You are fully responsible."

Then, boarded the jeep and headed all the way to the airport.

……

East China Sea Radio.

Early in the morning, Liao Yuan came to the company on time, and he once again attracted the attention of all the staff of the radio station.

All the way to the network department cautiously, just as the elevator door opened, I saw Xiao Peng walking back and forth excitedly in front of the elevator door, and when he saw Liao Yuan, he quickly stretched out his hands and shouted excitedly: "Yuan! elder brother!"

"What's wrong?" Liao Yuan asked.

"Brother Yuan, hug, fly up and hug!"

"roll!"

Slapping Xiao Peng's head open, Liao Yuan said disgustedly: "What's the matter?"

Xiao Peng got up from the ground and said excitedly: "Do you know how high the on-demand rate of "Late Night Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is?"

"How tall?" Liao Yuan asked curiously.

Xiao Peng stretched out two fingers and shouted, "200 million! Oh my god, Brother Yuan, it's 200 million!"

Since there is no comparison, Liao Yuan does not know whether 200 million is more or less.

But seeing Xiao Peng's ecstatic expression, it probably was quite a lot.

It wasn't until the morning meeting started that Liao Yuan knew what 200 million on-demand broadcasts represented.

"After "Late Night Ghost Blowing the Lantern" was launched, the number of registrations on the official website has increased rapidly. Within 12 hours, 190 million new user registrations have been generated, the number of on-demand broadcasts in 12 hours has reached 211 million, and the number of comments has reached 13. New colleague Liao Yuan applauds!"

After Chen Muen read out the results of "Late Night Ghost Blowing the Lantern", there was a burst of applause at the scene.

Xiao Peng straightened his back and looked proud.

"Mr. Liao, congratulations, are you free tonight? Shall we have dinner together?"

"Fight local tyrants! Teacher Liao must treat you today!"

"Ms. Liao's "Ghost Blowing Out the Lamp" is really good!"

"Hey, I'm Teacher Liao's fan!"

A group of Yingying and Yanyan female staff surrounded Liao Yuan with happy faces.

Chen Muen glanced at the unmoving Liao Yuan, and was a little surprised by Liao Yuan's calmness. She thought for a while and said, "Our network department is different from the first and second part of the program. We rely on traffic. If the first episode reaches ten If there are 1000 clicks, there will be a [-] yuan bonus.”

Liao Yuan was shocked!
At this moment, he finally woke up, and quickly calculated the amount of bonuses represented by the 211 million hits.

finally……

2.1 yuan!

2 yuan for one episode of the program?
Liao Yuan was a little surprised!

He finally smiled.

So, if a day is 60, then a month is more than [-]?
It's 100 times more than my own salary!
Seeing that Liao Yuan's expression finally changed, Chen Muen breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "It's rare for our network department to have a program with more than one million hits in a single day, so Director Lai said that when she comes back from a business trip, she will have a banquet as soon as possible. Colleagues."

The female staff suddenly cheered and jumped up.
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ps: Big guys, go for a recommended ticket and live a life of [-] ╰(*°▽°*)╯

(End of this chapter)