Chapter three hundred and ninety second strange scene
After a silence, the entire NBC technology hall suddenly burst out with excited cheers. Then there were whistles, applause, and meaningless howls. If it weren't for the technical statistics room, there were computer equipment everywhere, these excited people would probably immediately find a bottle of champagne to celebrate wildly. Today is their festival, because they are witnesses of miracles, and they are witnesses of the ratings of miracles that can be recorded in the history of M countries and even world television.
At this time, the scene in the technical hall is probably more crazy atmosphere than the scene at Chen Chufan's concert.
But they still have a little regret, and they really have only a little regret. Because Uncle Fu's bet with the five major gambling companies was the peak of the ratings between the two entertainment festivals, but now the concert is only fifteen minutes old, but when the concert begins for five minutes, the result is completely locked in advance, which makes the bet end too quickly. There is no sense of urgency to put suspense to the end, which really makes people feel bored.
Of course, compared with their gains, the little bit of regret can be ignored, so after the excitement, the group of people took out their phones and started to call. At this time, they had to share their excitement with their superiors, friends, colleagues, and everyone who they felt they should share the news.
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In contrast to the joy of the NBC technology hall at this time, it was not far from NBC, but the headquarters of CBS, Columbia F Radio Station CBS, near Sixth Avenue, was a different scene. Before 7:35, everything here was as normal as in previous years. The Grammy Awards Ceremony brought them a high rating of 32%. According to past experience, as time went by, when the party officially began at 8 o'clock in the evening, the actual yield could be increased by about 10%.
Obviously, the sensational concert of Z Guochen had no effect on them. So people in the technical hall were drinking coffee as leisurely as usual, and occasionally glanced at the display screen that received the data, which seemed relaxed and freehand.
But when it passed by 7:35, the situation suddenly changed. The ratings that should have risen steadily did not rise but fell instead of rising. That's fine. It didn't fall slowly bit by bit, but suddenly fell from 32% to single digits. When the ratings number was basically stable after ten, there was only 2.3% left!
Just like the initial reaction of the NBC technicians, after a brief shock, everyone thought that there was something wrong with the equipment, otherwise how could the Grammy ratings could drop by 30% in just 2 minutes. Even God would not make such a joke. So a scene performed in the NBC hall was staged again. Perhaps because no one believed that the numbers on the screen were a fact. So their inspection of the equipment was a little longer, which was three times that of the NBC technicians, because they carefully inspected the entire set of equipment three times.
When they finally finished the inspection, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the numbers on the screen were still jumping up and down at 2:00%. They finally realized that something was wrong with the instrument, but that they spent tens of millions of dollars to buy the broadcast rights of the Grammy Awards Gala. This world-class music awards ceremony has fallen to the same level as a second-rate TV series.
A second-rate TV series costs at least hundreds of thousands of dollars and can be played for one month, but the Grammy Gala is evenly distributed to more than five million dollars per game, and it is only one night! No matter how you calculate this, it’s a big deal that will cost you a lot of money.
OK. Maybe the technicians didn't think so much about this, but they were collectively silent. After the silence, the reaction technology manager quickly took out the phone and called the senior executives of Columbia Radio. The news must be reported to the superiors as soon as possible, but he has been delayed for half an hour.
When the supervisor's report was conveyed layer by layer, another ten minutes passed. The current CBS CAS, who finally received the news, then held an urgent conference call, and it was obvious that someone had to be responsible for this. As senior executives, they thought too much more than those technicians.
Even those executives think about the entrepreneurs who have invested in this period of advertising and will look like they will be after learning the news. Think of the sky-high price the station has placed for these periods of advertising tonight, and the energy behind those companies, no one can remain calm. If it is not handled properly, this is definitely the biggest disaster that Columbia Radio and Television is about to face.
Because when this news spreads, their advertisers may be confident in them, their stocks may hit the limit as soon as the first working day, and they and all shareholders will suffer heavy losses, and they will be ridiculed by media around the world. Thinking of these possibilities, they will shudder.
Perhaps it is only at this time that a Chinese Z person flashed in the minds of these high-ranking officials. How did he do it? The next moment, these senior officials who received the news all locked the TV channel at the concert of Chinese Z...
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Fifty minutes have passed since Chen Chufan's first concert, and the audience still maintained a strange tranquility. The only difference is that at this time, there were a lot more listeners in Greenland Square than at the beginning of the concert, and it was almost filled with the entire square. Until now, there were still scattered people spending money to buy tickets at the five entrances and lined up to enter the venue. At the entrance of the temporary frame, whether it was the ticket sales staff or the large number of security guards hired, they were busy with their ears on their headphones.
For fifty minutes, Chen Chufan used a continuous singing method to perform this song from the planet Deka and was modified by Lu Jia. He didn't even stop and rest for a minute and took a sip of water. If it weren't for the transformation of musical genes, ordinary stars would have been unable to continue to persist, but Chen Chufan's performance was still as energetic as when he first came on stage.
Finally, this song was performed in the album in a split way. After being serialized, the song that seemed a bit long had reached the end. A gorgeous and super high syllable ended with the whole song. The accompaniment behind him slowly stopped, and Chen Chufan gradually opened his eyes, and he could only truly see the concert scene at this time.
The bright lights on and off the stage have all started to light up, making the entire performance scene bright. It was already past eight o'clock in the night, and the gorgeous outdoor lights contrasted the night's curtain color into a navy blue. The sky on the entire green space is shining with shimmer, and the firefly-like colors are hazy and dreamy, enveloping this green space into a fantastic world.
Although the music on the stage has stopped, the audience in the audience seems to be still savoring it. Everyone's faces are intoxicated, and they are obviously immersed in the atmosphere created by his music just now and are reluctant to wake up. Nearly 30,000 people performed this way, and they gave the entire concert a layer of mysterious cloak.
Chen Chufan even heard the amazement from behind him. When the ball used its mental power, he carefully avoided the players of the entire party. When playing, they could still concentrate. However, when they saw the fans in the audience who had not yet woken up, they would naturally give birth to a wonderful sense of wonder in the world.
Fortunately, Chen Chufan considered the possible problems after he went all out when the ball went all out. He just waved his hand on the stage, and the lights on the entire scene were all gone again. The bright green space just now went dark again. In this darkness, the rock band that had been prepared had replaced the band's position just now, and a guitar was quickly handed to Chen Chufan by the staff.
All this had been rehearsed, but the conversion was completed in just thirty seconds. Then the deafening heavy metal music suddenly rang out from a dark stage without warning. Then, with the accompaniment of the drum beats, Chen Chufan's slightly hoarse singing came again.
Chapter completed!