Chapter 656 The “Little Leader” of the program team!
I am Really a Superstar
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Afternoon.
In the music recording studio, the four coaches started familiarizing themselves with the song.
Zhang Ye got the music arrangement teacher to stay behind and found another two staff members to come over to help with setting up the equipment. Then he finally said, âYou all can start rehearsing. I need to leave first as thereâre a lot of things to handle at the stage.â
Zhang Xia put down the score. âWait a moment, Little Zhang.â
âAi, Grandma Zhang, what is it?â Zhang Ye asked.
âJust now, when we arrived, we heard that there are contestants whoâve already qualified from the preliminary auditions and are secretly rehearsing and having their songs arranged over at the other studio?â
Zhang Ye said, âYes, they started rehearsing a few days ago. The main issue is with the screen time. Itâs impossible for every song to take up four or five minutes, so we had to make appropriate adjustments. Besides, every one of them is a talented singer, so they have higher standards for themselves. Likewise, our program has high expectations of them. Thatâs why the songs have to be rearranged to suit them. The workload for that is very heavy. Weâve been working on it several days now so that everyone can get a once over of the process.â
Zhang Xia requested, âAfter weâve finished rehearsing this song, we want to take a look at the contestants.â
Zhang Yuanqi did not have this request, as she was standing apart from the others, taking a call which was probably work related.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Zhang Ye blinked a few times. âAll of you are so busy. Why would you all want to see them? They are still in the transitional phase, so you all wonât be able to see much anyway.â
Fan Wenli smiled and replied, âWhat Grandma Zhang meant was that we would like to have a look at the conditions and quality of the contestants. The rumors in the media and outside world are rife with the preliminary audition process, with so many of them irrelevant and baseless. So weâd like to see for ourselves to understand the situation regarding the contestants in order to mentally prepare for the recording with them.â
Chen Guang agreed, âYes, Iâm really looking forward to seeing them for myself as well.â
Zhang Ye shook his head and rejected, âNo, thatâs not allowed.â
Chen Guang asked, âEven we arenât allowed to have a look?â
Zhang Ye said, âThat studio where they are rehearsing is a secure environment. Other than our own program teamâs staff, no one else is permitted to enter.â
âWeâll just stand far away and watch for a while.â Zhang Xia said, âDo you think that we would leak information?â
Zhang Ye waved his hands. âI really cannot allow that, Grandma Zhang. If you saw them now, there would be no more suspense. When the programâs being recorded, there wonât be the impact of seeing the contestants for the first time either.â
They tried to argue about this matter for a little longer.
But Zhang Ye did not agree to their request. There wasnât even room for negotiation.
Actually, at this moment, no one knew what the final presentation of The Voice was going to be like and the sort of stage setup the program was going to have. The kind of lighting? The kind of contestants? The hosting style? Nearly everyone didnât have a clue, including the program teamâs staff. The only person who knew was Zhang Ye. As the executive director and overall producer of The Voice, he knew what sort of news to release to hype up publicity and the sort of news that needed to be kept confidential. There must be some suspense. Everything could only be revealed on the day of the programâs recording and not a day earlier. They were just like important cards held in Zhang Yeâs hand. If he used them up too early, it would become meaningless.
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Outside.
After he came out of the music recording studio, he quickly headed toward the stage of the main recording studio. As the four teachers were already veterans in the music industry, he was only responsible for providing the song and could not help in any other way.
The moment he left, text message appeared on his cell phone.
Di di.
Old Zhang: âWhere did you go?â
She was probably done with her call.
Zhang Ye replied after reading: âI left. Have to help out in the main recording studio.â
Old Zhang: âThis song doesnât count. Write me another.â
Zhang Ye was confused. âWhy doesnât it count?â
Old Zhang: âIt doesnât suit me.â
Zhang Ye typed: âHeh, this song isnât divided between gender or age. If you donât like it, Iâll give it to someone else. I noticed Chen Guangâs eyes were gleaming when he listened to the song, but since he heard I had written it for you in advance, he didnât try to snatch the song away.â
Old Zhang: âIâll keep this song but you have to write another for me.â
Zhang Ye replied: âImpossible. I endured so much pain just giving this song to you. Are you treating my songs like they are cabbages you can get from the market for next to nothing? This is art and needs to be treated with great care. Anyway, I donât have any songs available now. We can talk in the future if thereâs a suitable song for you. Letâs stop talking. I still have a lot to do here.â
There were no more replies from her after that.
Zhang Ye exited from the messages interface and saw two missed calls. One was from an hour ago while the other call was half an hour earlier. As he just caught up with work, he hadnât heard them. Both calls were from Chenchenâs physical education teacher, Luo Yu. He thought for a moment and decided to call her back.
Du du. The call connected.
Luo Yu said: âTeacher Zhang, youâve finally called back.â
Zhang Ye said: âWhatâs the matter, Teacher Luo? You were looking for me?â
Luo Yu said: âThere are no classes in the afternoon today at Experimental Primary School. All the parents have already picked their children up, but I saw that Chenchen was still at school, so I guessed that you probably forgot about her. When I tried calling you, you didnât pick up either. In the end, I decided to act on my own and brought Chenchen to Central TV along with me. I am rehearsing with the music arrangement teacher in the studio now, but Iâve handed Chenchen over to AD Ha Qiqi. Theyâre over at the stage area.â
Zhang Ye exclaimed loudly: âAiyo, how absent-minded could I get. I forgot it was Friday today. Thank you very much, Teacher Luo. Sorry to have troubled you.â
âItâs nothing, I was coming to Central TV anyway,â Luo Yu said.
âThen Iâll go look for the kid.â Zhang Ye hurried up and headed to the main recording studio.
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At the recording studio.
Dust filled the air.
This place was not much different from a construction site right now because Zhang Ye had requested that the stage and the audience seating undergo a major overhaul. Everyone was very busy with their tasks.
Without any effort, Zhang Ye found Chenchen immediately. He saw the little kid standing in the middle of the crowded stage, waving her small arms around like Zhang Ye and taking charge of the current work.
âLittle Wang, why are you on your cell phone again?â Chenchen said in her childish voice.
Little Wang almost cried at this. âYoung ancestor, I was just looking at the news.â
Chenchen pointed to a place nearby. âTheyâre moving those boxes over there. Go over and help them now.â
Little Wang said helplessly, âAlright.â
Chenchen swept her gaze around and found another person. She rudely addressed, âWu Yi, go and take charge of the workers. Theyâre not doing anything at all.â
Wu Yi glanced to the corner, and sure enough, there were a few workers lounging around and smoking. He immediately went over. âStub out your cigarettes. Smoking is not allowed here!â
But Chenchen still wasnât done. She called to a youth, âLittle Li.â
The youth rolled his eyes.
Chenchen said, âHave you finished compiling the statistics Zhang Ye told you to do last week?â
That youth looked like he was both crying and laughing. He replied, âI submitted it to Director Zhang on Monday.â
Chenchen nodded her head like a little adult. âOK, youâve done well.â
A female editor in her thirties jokingly asked her,â Little Leader, I have completed all my tasks at hand. What should I do next?â
Chen Chen said, âNothing, you may have a ten minute rest.â
The female editor said, âThatâs great, thank you Little Leader, hehe.â
During these past few days, Zhang Ye had been bringing Chenchen along to Central TV with him to work and she began to become well-acquainted with everyone on the program team. This little kid was really getting a kick out of being a leader, and from time to time, she would take charge and give some instruction. In the program team, Zhang Ye was known as the leader, while Chenchen was affectionately know as the âLittle Leader.â
Zhang Ye walked up to her with a straight face.
âLeader.â
âDirector Zhang.â
âTeacher Zhang.â
The people who were nearby greeted him when they saw him.
Noticing the situation, Chenchen also stopped ordering people around and slowly walked toward the audience seating. But before she could get away, Zhang Ye dragged her back.
âYou little imp!â Zhang Ye glared and said, âWhy are you making trouble around here again?â
Chenchen argued with reason, âI was helping you supervise them.â
Zhang Ye said, âWho are you supervising? Iâve already warned you not to do so, yet here you are, getting a kick out of ordering people around, arenât you? Go! Go into my office and do your homework there! Iâll take care of you later!â
Chenchen smirked and walked away quite carefree.
Zhang Ye barked at her as she walked off, âIâll check on your homework in the afternoon, so you better do it well!â
A female director standing off to the side laughed, âThat kid is so cute.â
âOh, you think so?â Zhang Ye was tickled. âEven she can be considered cute? She drives people nuts. You might not know, but I feel my head will explode at any time. That kidâs way of thinking and train of thought is completely different from normal kids. You never know what sheâs thinking.â