Rebirth 09: Starting from taking charge of Running Man on CCTV

End of June.

The editing and review room of CCTV.

When Chen Yang walked in carrying a hard-shell file folder, the long table was already full of people.

The station chief, Jiang Bingqian, is in the center, with Deputy Director Lin Hongyuan on his right and Director Zhou Wenbin on his left.

Seated on either side were Deputy Director Wu from the Publicity Department, Legal Affairs Officer Zhou, and Technical Office Officer Zhao, along with three film review editors from the Chief Editor's Office.

Everyone in the room wore the same serious expression.

The atmosphere of CCTV's final review.

Chen Yang handed the USB drive to the technician and found a corner seat to sit down.

Jiang Bingqian flipped through the film review list in his hand without even looking up.

"Chen Yang, is this the final cut of the first episode of your 'Running Man China'?"

"Yes, Jiangtai. The total runtime is ninety-two minutes, including the opening and closing credits."

"Ninety-two minutes?" Zhou Wenbin frowned. "A typical variety show episode shouldn't exceed seventy-five minutes. Yours is over the limit."

Chen Yang didn't rush to explain.

"Director Zhou, please read it first before you speak."

Zhou Wenbin snorted and didn't ask any further questions.

The technicians adjusted the equipment, and the lights in the screening room dimmed.

The 120-inch professional monitor lit up.

The opening sequence was specially designed by Zhao Bin at Chen Yang's request. It features a black background with gold lettering, and the five large characters "Run, China!" are formed from fragments, accompanied by an original soundtrack with dense drumbeats.

Clean, crisp, and impactful.

Jiang Bingqian nodded slightly.

The scene changes.

A panoramic view of Olympic Park at dawn, with the seven MCs taking turns on stage.

Deng Chao's first shot exudes a roguish charm. While he bows to the camera, Li Chen behind him is secretly flexing his wrists.

The editor scribbled a couple of notes in his notebook.

For the first fifteen minutes, everything was normal.

Guest interaction, Liu Xiang's appearance, and the suspense of the gold-inlaid jade.

The pacing is tight, the plot twists are frequent, and the visual quality is fully up to standard.

Jiang Bingqian's expression changed from serious to earnest.

Lin Hongyuan even took off his reading glasses and looked closely.

then.

The acupressure mat session has begun.

Chen Yang leaned back in his chair, his lips twitching slightly.

The video shows a close-up of Wang Baoqiang's face as he steps barefoot onto the first acupressure mat.

That kind of honest face, which is incredibly popular with the public, made a perfect transition from "confidence" to "ferocity" in just 0.3 seconds.

The degree of facial distortion is comparable to that of a horror movie.

"puff!"

The first one who couldn't resist was Lao Zhao from the technical office.

He covered his mouth, his shoulders shaking like a leaf.

Immediately following, the image shows Chen He stepping onto acupressure mats.

Zhao Bin added a slow-motion effect in post-production, accompanied by a crisp "ding" sound when Chen He's foot touched the spike.

Then there was Chen He's face, twisted and deformed.

Then a special effect of an out-of-body experience appears.

The word "flower" popped up above his head: 【Pain so intense it made his soul leave his body】

Deputy Director Wu nearly dropped his teacup.

"Ha ha..."

Lin Hongyuan was the first to laugh out loud.

He immediately covered his mouth with the back of his hand, but his shoulders were already shaking.

The scene continues to move forward.

On the 50-meter acupressure mat track, Zhao Bin edited Wang Baoqiang and Zheng Kai's running styles into a split-screen comparison.

Wang Baoqiang on the left: He seems possessed by a Shaolin disciple, gritting his teeth and moving so fast that he leaves a blur.

On the right, Zheng Kai: The little cheetah has turned into a lame cat, letting out a mournful scream with every step he takes.

The following text appears simultaneously: 【Left: Shaolin Temple Graduation Certificate - Certification of Strength】【Right: National Second-Level Athlete - Authenticity Questionable】

"Pfft, hahaha..."

Zhou Wenbin smiled.

The channel director, known for his strictness, was laughing so hard his glasses were askew.

Chen Yang noticed that Jiang Bingqian's lips also curled up slightly.

But the station director still maintained his composure.

We can hold on.

The scene cuts to the A and B gate process.

The slow-motion shot of Wang Baoqiang plunging into the mud was accompanied by a symphonic background music—solemn and magnificent—creating a stark contrast with the mud-covered "mud monkey" in the scene.

The caption reads: [The legendary story of one wrong step leading to eternal regret]

Jiang Bingqian couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

But he is still enduring it.

until.

The scene where Chen He's pants were pulled down by Deng Chao.

Zhao Bin did a lot of blurring in the later stages, but the outline of the cactus-patterned underwear is still clearly visible.

Coupled with Chen He's desperate screams, Deng Chao's innocent expression, and Shen Teng's continuous reaction of laughing so hard he squatted down, the scene was captivating.

Text: [This Issue's Best Fashion Item - Cactus Limited Edition]

Hahahaha!

Jiang Bingqian smiled.

It's not a smile.

It's not that I'm trying not to laugh.

He was slamming his fist on the table, tilting his head back, and laughing heartily, completely disregarding his station manager image.

The entire screening room erupted in chaos.

Deputy Director Wu laughed so hard he slumped onto the table, spilling tea everywhere.

Legal counsel Lao Zhou took off his glasses to wipe away his tears, mumbling, "That's so unethical."

Even the usually composed Lin Hongyuan was laughing and waving his hands.

"Stop, stop for a second..."

Jiang Bingqian waved his hand to signal the playback to stop, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of his eye.

"Chen Yang".

"exist."

"Will this... pass censorship without any problems?"

Chen Yang stood up.

"Jiang Tai, all physical contact was within the scope of the safety plan. The pants were an accident, but we have fully blurred them, and the person involved has signed a supplementary portrait authorization agreement. Our legal counsel, Lao Zhou, reviewed it last week."

Old Zhou nodded.

"The process is compliant, no problem."

Jiang Bingqian stopped smiling and gestured for the playback to continue.

Next up are the high jump segment at the Water Cube, the chase by the bell-ringers at the Bird's Nest, and the ultimate showdown between Li Chen and Chen Yang.

The atmosphere in the screening room went through a complete emotional rollercoaster of "laughter... tension... breathlessness... excitement".

The moment Li Chen tore off Chen Yang's name tag, Deputy Director Wu even unconsciously shouted "Good!"

The lights came on.

silence.

A silence that lasted for more than ten seconds.

Jiang Bingqian put down the handkerchief and looked at Chen Yang.

Ninety-two minutes.

"Yes."

"Not a single cut."

Chen Yang was stunned for a second.

"Jiang Tai means..."

"I said no cuts." Jiang Bingqian stood up, picked up the red pen on the review form, circled the "passed" column, and signed his name.

"Mr. Lin, sign it."

Without saying a word, Lin Hongyuan took the pen and signed the document.

Zhou Wenbin hesitated for a moment, glanced at Chen Yang, and finally signed.

Jiang Bingqian handed the film review list to the editor-in-chief's office, his voice regaining the composure befitting a station director.

"The broadcasting license will be issued this afternoon."

"What about the schedule?" Chen Yang asked.

Jiang Bingqian glanced at him.

"You know what's going on, don't you?"

"August 8th. The first anniversary of the Olympics."

Jiang Bingqian nodded.

"The variety show will premiere on Saturday nights at 8 PM. It will be rebroadcast on the general channel the following afternoon. All channel previews are available."

Chen Yang's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't show it on his face.

"Thank you, Jiang Tai."

"Don't thank me." Jiang Bingqian picked up his briefcase, walked to the door, paused, and glanced back at him.

"Chen Yang, those cactus pants... could you make the pattern clearer in post-production?"

The entire room fell silent.

"The censorship is too heavy now, it's hard to see clearly."

After finishing his speech, the station director pushed open the door and left.

The room was left with a room full of people who were dumbfounded.

Chen Yang stood there, finally unable to suppress a smile.

On the afternoon of the day he received the broadcasting license, Chen Yang called Ma Li.

"Seven people, all will be there the day after tomorrow. CCTV studio, shooting a promotional video."

There's no doubt about Ma Li's efficiency.

Forty-eight hours later, in the blue screen studio on the first basement floor of the CCTV main building, seven MCs stood together in front of Chen Yang.

However, the art style is completely different from the one used during recording.

All seven people changed into black fitted suits, styled their hair, and had exquisite makeup.

The lighting team provided a top-notch lighting solution, with side backlighting to outline the contours and front soft lighting to fill in the details.

Deng Chao stood in the center position, and his first reaction was to look down at himself.

"Director Chen, are you sure this is a promotional video for a variety show? And not a movie poster?"

"Stop talking nonsense and follow instructions."

Chen Yang stood behind the monitor and raised the walkie-talkie.

"First group, Deng Chao. Frontal shot, slow motion turn around, right hand making a name tag ripping motion. No smiling expression allowed, be ruthless."

Deng Chao instantly switched states.

His gaze sharpened, his jawline tightened, and as he turned, the hem of his coat billowed out in an arc.

Make a tearing motion with your right hand, as if you're about to clench it.

The camera captures at 120 frames per second.

Chen Yang glanced at the screen on the monitor.

handsome.

So handsome.

"Cut! Next, Li Chen. His fist slams into the camera, slow motion."

Li Chen's fist stopped three centimeters in front of the camera.

The muscle lines looked as if they had been carved with a knife under the light.

"Pass, Shen Teng."

Shen Teng stood in his seat, his face serious.

"Director Chen, what action should I do?"

"Just stand there. You don't need to do anything. Just give me your most natural smile."

Shen Teng paused for a moment, then smiled.

He squinted, with a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth.

Among a group of fully armed and menacing teammates, his smiling face became the most memorable image.

The contrast is striking.