[Space] Xueba moves forward

Chapter 199

Wen Yicheng rubbed the back of his head and smiled, well, as long as the old man is happy, he should hurry to work so as not to hinder the old man from watching TV.

The door was gently closed, and as soon as his grandson left, Mr. Wen continued to turn his head to watch TV. However, after watching for a while, he seemed to remember something, grabbed the landline receiver of the home phone, and broadcasted his old friend's number.

"Hey, Lao Yang, are you back from morning exercise?" Old Man Wen said with a smile.

"Come back early, call so early? Do you want to get together today?" Mr. Yang asked slightly puzzled.

"of course not."

"Didn't we just get together the day before yesterday? Actually, I want to say that I saw a TV series on TV this morning that was pretty good, and I recommend it to you!"

"TV drama?" Old Man Yang was even more confused.

"Yes, it's Jiangnan TV Station's "The Taste of the Republic of China". You turn on the TV and watch it. It's on the air now. It tells about our events at that time. The filming is very realistic. People like us will definitely like it." Mr. Wen said enthusiastically recommended.

Mr. Yang was dubious, but his old friend said yes, he was also a little curious, so he turned on the TV to watch.

"Did you turn on the TV and see?"

"...Well, I saw it, Jiangnan TV Station, right?"

"Yes, yes, you watch first, and we'll discuss after watching!" Mr. Yang had to watch TV in a hurry, and hung up the phone after recommending it to his old friend, and his eyes returned to the TV screen.

The morning TV rebroadcast runs from eight o'clock in the morning until ten o'clock in the morning.

During this time period, Zheng Meijia was in school.

Last night, after learning the lessons from the past, she simply didn't bother to stay up late to wait for the ratings to come out, and went straight to bed after watching "Food Taste", as for the ratings, she planned to ask Assistant Li to call her the next day during the day.

Because today is the monthly exam again, Zheng Meijia was in a state of being out of contact in the exam room throughout the morning, and she didn't know that her Weibo was drowned out by the crying and screaming fans of the late night newspaper office last night. .

However, this is just the beginning.

The influence and popularity of "The Taste of the Republic of China" has not yet spread to the entire network, but in the next day, whether it will become a viral spread or will be powerlessly submerged in large and small Internet news, except for some The marketing of the plan also depends on whether the sky is beautiful.

And at this time, it wasn't just Zheng Meijia who didn't know the ratings, but also Gu Hailiang.

Zheng Meijia didn't have time, and didn't want to be too anxious to know for the time being, but Gu Hailiang was full of confidence. He was confident that the ratings of "Big Man Like a Dream" this time would definitely be able to stabilize the ratings of "The Taste of the Republic of China", no matter how good the quality of the TV series was. How about it, if the external environment fails, no matter how good it is, it will not be able to support the wall. This is absolute suppression.He didn't believe that "Food Taste" could come back with such a bad time allotment. If it could come back, he might not have to hang around in this circle at all. It's more like a joke to say this kind of thing.

In the morning, Gu Hailiang drove to the company slowly. This time, he was the screenwriter of the TV series "Big Man Like a Dream". After packing it up, he will naturally have a share of the credit. He is ready to come to the company today to accept everyone's envious eyes.

but……

Who knows?

Walking in the corridor of the company, Gu Hailiang ran into his assistant Xiao Liu, and asked him with a smile: "Xiao Liu, did I ask you to ask about last night's ratings? I should have said it... …But I also occasionally forget to ask about the ratings. Look at my memory, sometimes I don’t really worry about the ratings. If I don’t care, I forget to ask.”

(End of this chapter)