Let you participate in a variety show, how can you become a working emperor?

Chapter 106 We are the champions! (14)

The Voice of Sound Creation, the backstage of the studio.

The little assistant went straight to the director's office in a hurry, and just opened the door, like a magpie announcing the good news, "Director Tai! It's gone up! The ratings have gone up again!"

"Calm down, talk a little more." Tai Ya said with a smile.

"Before Mei Feng came on stage, the audience rating was 3.1%, which was a 53% increase compared to the previous stage. After Mei Feng came on stage, the ratings have skyrocketed again. Now it has reached 3.75%. It is expected to reach 4% when the show ends."

Tai Ya, who was sitting on the chair with her beautiful legs upturned, suddenly lost her composure, and her crossed legs changed positions.

You know, before the launch of the "Voice of Creation" variety show, the hottest domestic variety show of the year was the dating show "Heartbeat for You" launched by the producer who often attended the show Versailles in front of me. The 2.75% ratings made them win the championship of last year's variety show ratings.

But that is a national love variety show that has been filmed for five seasons.

I still remember that a month ago, the producer of the "Heartbeat for You" variety show was still pretending to be reserved in front of him, as if he was firmly seated at the top of the annual variety show. Who would have thought that they would not only complete the overtake in a month.

This special meow is still a fault-like overtake!
Excited?
Tai Ya must be excited.

But suddenly, she felt something was wrong.

You know, in this Internet age where various video sites are emerging, a rating of 3% can be said to be creating a ratings myth.

But before their show ended, the ratings went straight to 4%.

By the end of the show, it must be more than 4%. This is no longer a myth, it's a bit like nonsense anyway.

Tai Ya couldn't help but looked up at the little assistant.

It has to be said that the little assistant has been with this plump woman for a long time, and knows her well enough.

At this moment, it was just a look, and she quickly bent down and handed over the real-time ratings report that had just been released in her hand.

Tai Ya nodded in satisfaction and took it, looked up and down carefully in her hand, and after confirming again that it was correct, the doubts on her face couldn't help but intensify.

The audience market for variety shows is so big, and the basic market is here. Several variety shows that can be played in China come and go. If you have more, I will have less. However, in the past ten years since the rise of online video sites, it has almost never exceeded 3%.

But tonight, the finals of Voice of Creation went directly to 4%.

So the question is, where did the 1% of the ratings of this variety show come from?
The mountain is so high, you have reached the peak, you can't build a ladder anymore, right?

Tai Ya was silent for a while, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, recalling Mei Feng's new national style song "Blue and White Porcelain" just now.

At that time, her first reaction when she heard half of it was that her mother and other elders would also like such songs, and she no longer said that she was busy traveling all day and couldn't get home but made some songs they didn't understand.

Could it be that?
Tai Ya reacted immediately, and immediately said to the little assistant, "You go to contact the people at Apple TV and ask them to give me a big data of the age ratio in the ratings group."

"Big age data?" The little assistant was taken aback for a moment.

It was the first time I saw Director Tai being so eager for one thing, so he shrank his head and ran out.

Tai Ya turned her head and looked at the man on the stage in the backstage monitoring screen. She couldn't help but licked her rosy lips, and her beautiful legs on the table couldn't help but tighten slightly.

Expansion of territory?

If all this is true.

Then the general under her command
It seemed far more than she imagined.
I still have to be able to do it.

3 minutes to vote.

Not too long, not too short.

But it is enough for every New Year's Eve audience who watched the "Voice of Creation" finals on TV, mobile phones and computers to cast one or two crucial votes for the singers they like to support.

Soon, the time passed, and the countdown on the big screen on the stage ended.

Voting channel is closed.

In an instant, countless audiences off the stage and online on various platforms held their breaths, followed the director's camera, and turned their gazes to Liu Qing, the mentor's representative who was holding the final result at the mentor's seat.

Liu Qing noticed countless gazes coming from all directions, and couldn't help but smiled wryly.

"Speaking of which, I've been being the bad guy since I joined the show. I regret to announce that batches of outstanding players have been eliminated, but I've never been as nervous as I am now."

After saying this, he took a deep breath, looked down at the tablet and read:
"I announce that the best original stage of the New Year's Eve Finals of the Voice of Creation is the champion who is also the most popular and loved by the audience"

"Blue and white porcelain—! Mei Feng—!"

Almost at the moment when Liu Qing announced his words, the melodious melody of blue and white porcelain wafted from the scene, and Mei Feng's song "The sky is waiting for misty rain, and I'm waiting for you" just now echoed in the scene!
On the big screen behind the stage, the voting results of the national producers of the New Year's Eve finals were also announced.

Champion: Mei Feng!
Runner Up: Happy Boys (HPBOYS)!
Runner-up: Wang Xuan!
However, the draft competition is the same as the sports competition. People only see the number one, and only the number one will be remembered!

In an instant, after a short period of silence as if the pause button was pressed, there was a burst of cheers like a mountain roar and a tsunami!

"Mei Feng! Mei Feng! Mei Feng!"

The screaming sound was like the tide and the sea!

It shocked many people's eardrums to buzz!
Some other fans who held their brother's support cards and cheered loudly before the start of the game always thought that Mei Feng was not very popular, because apart from the alumni group of Jinghai University of the Arts, there was hardly any large-scale fan group in the auditorium area.

It doesn't seem like they have a unified support object, a unified slogan, and even a uniform costume. At that time, I was still a little contemptuous.

However, it wasn't until this moment that they realized to their astonishment that Mei Feng had no fans.

All his fans are underground lurkers.

At the moment when the "signal" was received, all the fans stopped pretending and had a showdown, so the earth-shattering cries swept across the huge Olympic Sports Center venue that accommodated more than 2 people, causing the blood of countless people to surge up.

we are the champion!

At the same time, in the offspring waiting room.

The happy boy who came here tonight to share the cake with Yu Xuedong, Teng Lang and others
At this moment, his face was pale and pale.

Although after Mei Feng sang the blue and white porcelain, they had a faint premonition deep in their hearts, but the rationality in their minds told them that it was impossible!
If Mei Feng can win the championship as a solo singer, then wouldn't they have signed a "deed of sale" with their capital for nothing?

This is absolutely impossible!

Who can overcome the power of capital?
However, reality gave them a resounding slap.

Mei Feng put his hands in his pockets,

He really walked over and kicked over the cake table.

Then took the tastiest piece.

"It turns out that talent can really defeat capital."

The cold male god Yu Xuedong looked up at the stage in the pen-hold shot, with a look of sadness on his face.

Among the three happy boys on the side, Wang Le looked at the glaring champion name on the big screen of the stage in dismay, his face was full of unacceptable pain, and he said in a daze:
"Impossible! It's absolutely impossible!"

"Didn't President Gao agree? Aren't music critics stuffed with money?"

"That guy was dismissive of their reviews, didn't you say these critics were going to tear him up this time?"

"There are also those old-timers in the music industry, didn't they agree to resist Mei Feng's entry into the music industry?"

"Fake? So everything is fake? Hehehe"

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(End of this chapter)