Poverty alleviation variety show goes to the countryside, my talent can no longer be hidden

Chapter 396 What a bold idea!
After having a secret conversation with Kong Lin for a full hour, Zhou Hao returned to the hotel alone.

Chen Ailun was left behind to conduct the first individual adaptive rehearsal.

After returning to the hotel, Zhou Hao wrote the manuscript of the poem recitation as quickly as possible and sent it to Kong Lin.

Six hours later, Kong Lin called back on behalf of the entire program team: Yes!
On the phone, Kong Lin's voice sounded a little trembling. He repeated his words of gratitude over and over again, and it was obvious that he was very satisfied with the speech.

This made Zhou Hao secretly breathe a sigh of relief. Although he was not the one reciting on the stage, this was still his first mark on the Spring Festival Gala stage.

And the next biggest challenge is to adapt the language program.

There is not much time left, and we must come up with a complete plan and submit it for review in the shortest time possible. Neither speed nor quality can be compromised.

So Zhou Hao completely entered the hard-working mode and devoted himself to script writing.

Apart from setting aside the necessary time to maintain the update of the novel, the rest of his time is spent on this, and he only sleeps three or four hours a day. If it were not for the physical bonus of the system, he really could not support this high-intensity liver emperor mode.

However, even so, when he came out of quarantine four days later, Zhang Hong and others were still shocked by his disheveled appearance and bloodshot eyes.

After washing his face and shaving, Zhou Hao went straight to the CCTV studio with his hard work.

Unlike the big recitation, this thing is much more complicated and will definitely face a lot of controversy and resistance, so he must be there in person to explain it.

As expected, when Kong Lin saw this unusual script, he was stunned.

Then he immediately called together the entire director team and held a secret meeting, the theme of the meeting was to discuss the feasibility of this program.

Just as Zhou Hao expected, many people expressed their opposition at the first opportunity.

"I am not optimistic about this plan. It's not that it's bad, but it's not suitable for the Spring Festival Gala."

"I don't agree with it either. This kind of program has never appeared on the Spring Festival Gala stage."

"I still prefer to use traditional skits. After all, the threshold for viewing is low and everyone can understand it..."

Hearing these questioning voices, Kong Lin looked directly at Zhou Hao, "Xiao Zhou, tell me what you think."

Almost all the people present were big shots, so Zhou Hao didn't dare to be presumptuous. He stood up and bowed respectfully, then explained: "You teachers have more experience than me, but there is a saying that goes 'a bystander sees more clearly'. Some things may be seen more clearly by outsiders like us."

"The teachers should all be very clear about the dilemma of skits. There are too many shackles and chains on them. I think it is basically impossible to let them dance with shackles on the Spring Festival Gala stage and win applause. There is a high probability that they will still be scolded."

The meeting room was silent. Although this statement was unpleasant to hear, it was the truth.

For several years in a row, skits have occupied the last place in the Spring Festival Gala programs, and there is a reason for that.

"So my idea is - instead of dancing with shackles and forcibly using skits to spread mainstream ideas, it is better to simply change the idea and directly make a program that promotes the mainstream ideas. This way, at least the program will not be awkward."

After a moment of silence, someone questioned, "Xiao Zhou, your idea is good, but you may have overlooked one problem - young people nowadays are very disgusted with mainstream content. If you make such a simple and crude mainstream program, you will still be criticized."

"What's this teacher's name?"

"My surname is Chen."

"Teacher Chen." Zhou Hao said with a smile: "I am far inferior to you in program arrangement and stage design, but when it comes to understanding young people, you are definitely not as good as me."

"It's not that young people today don't like mainstream music, but they don't like low-quality mainstream music, nor do they like those that are too coy." "Young people back then were generally very confident and very direct. As long as we can produce mainstream music of high enough quality, they will definitely like it."

"But if we still force various main theme elements into the skits, and keep pressing our heads to move the audience to tears... this behavior will actually make them very disgusted."

"Because in essence, these two are different types of elements. Skits are daily warm and funny programs, and the audience has only one requirement for this type of program - to be funny."

"The purpose of the main theme is to educate people, to move you and leave you with an unforgettable memory. This kind of program often requires a grand pattern... The two are completely unrelated. How many people can achieve a perfect fusion?"

"I like scallion oil noodles and pickled pepper bullfrog, but if you mix scallion oil noodles and pickled pepper bullfrog together, I don't even dare to eat them with my chopsticks."

"Because that is not a delicacy, but swill."

After the words fell, the whole place fell into silence.

After a long time, Kong Lin finally raised his hand and applauded, but the response was sparse.

Obviously, there are still many people who disagree with this view.

This is normal. After all, generation gap and prejudice are deeply rooted and difficult to reverse in a short period of time.

"Xiao Zhou, your insights alone are enough to surpass 99% of the practitioners in the entertainment industry." Kong Lin said with a smile: "It seems that I invited the right person to come here this time."

Zhou Hao chuckled. He didn't think this compliment was anything to be proud of.

At least half of the people in the entertainment industry are crooked-butt psychopaths. If you expect them to create mainstream content, the next door "Eight Hundred" is the best sample answer.

There is nothing glorious about winning a shit game.

Although he appreciated it, Kong Lin did not dare to make a decision on his own.

After all, Zhou Hao's idea for the script is somewhat bold.

"Let's vote internally first." Kong Lin said, "Those who support this program, please raise your hands."

Looking around, a total of nine hands were raised.

"Okay, more than half of the votes have been cast." Kong Lin nodded. "Okay, I'll send this revised proposal up later and try it out. If it passes, we'll rehearse according to this. Is that ok?"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally nodded.

Even those who did not agree with this radical plan chose to remain silent.

After all, the situation is critical now and there is no time for them to waste time. If a major accident really happens, they as team members will also suffer.

Let’s put it in the queue first and talk about it later. Anyway, it can’t be worse than that diarrhea skit.

"You don't have any objections, right?" Kong Lin waved his hand. "Okay, let's adjourn the meeting. Everyone go back to work. Zhou Hao, you stay for a while."

After everyone else had left, Kong Lin pulled Zhou Hao aside and whispered, "I personally like this show very much, but if you want it to be effective, the actors' abilities are crucial. Do you have a suitable candidate?"

(End of this chapter)