Chapter 52

Lin Xinru was very happy, and for a rare moment, she smiled and said, "We are so lucky. Although the experts we found didn't have a good solution, Ye Ming knows an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who gave us a facial mask. It easily cured our allergic reactions. Otherwise, we would still be under the experts' treatment, and it's uncertain whether we could return tomorrow."

Chao Guoli, being a woman, naturally paid close attention to such issues: "An old traditional Chinese medicine doctor? I've never heard of it. Tell me what happened."

At this moment, Sun Shupeng also received the news. Hearing that the four people had returned, he felt quite surprised. From the extra day Chao Guoli had secured for the four, he could tell that the skin allergy was quite serious; otherwise, she wouldn't have requested an extra day.

Now, they were actually all better, which seemed like a miracle in broad daylight.

He came out to see for himself, and indeed, Zhao Wei and the other three were all better. This meant the production team could save a day of waiting.

However, when he glanced at Ye Ming, Sun Shupeng's mood instantly turned gloomy. He was annoyed, thinking, "This kid always comes up with something to surprise me."

Looking at Fan Binbin, who was showing off her skin, Sun Shupeng said expressionlessly, "Since you're all better, we'll start rehearsing again tomorrow and make up for the two days we lost."

Seeing the director, Fan Binbin immediately hid like a mouse in front of a cat.

Even Zhao Wei and Lin Xinru stood obediently behind Chao Guoli.

Sun Shupeng didn't continue to scold the three of them but looked at Ye Ming with a meaningful expression: "How many surprises are you going to give me? You're going to participate in the rehearsal for the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala tomorrow, right? Fine, I'll give you the time. But you need to catch up on the scenes you missed. The production team can't wait for just one person."

Hong Fei had already called He Xiuqiong, saying that the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala on the National TV was a task, a task led by the State Administration of Radio, Film, and Television (SARFT).

Think about it, there are seven or eight leaders above Director Yuan Dewang. You can imagine how much importance SARFT places on this gala.

Given this, how could He Xiuqiong refuse?

Unless she never wanted to work in mainland China again, knowing that any film or TV series must pass through SARFT.

No one would dare to do something that would ruin their own future.

The news quickly spread throughout the production team, and everyone was discussing it privately.

Ye Ming, a newcomer, was actually going to perform on the National TV's Spring Festival Gala. This was an incredible thing.

For a moment, Ye Ming became a role model for the extras and supporting actors.

If before, people thought Ye Ming's role as Er Kang was just luck, being chosen by Aunt Qiongyao.

But now, getting the recognition from National TV, all the doubts vanished like water drops falling into the sea.

In the makeup van, Chen Zhipeng said somewhat unwillingly, "I didn't expect that a newcomer like him would have such an opportunity. It won't be easy to suppress him in the future. This kid really hit the jackpot."

Being able to perform on National TV is a significant recognition for an artist. This recognition is like a talisman, and National TV is no ordinary platform.

Su Youpeng laughed and said, "It's not all luck. You've heard his 'Rats Love Rice.' To be honest, the first part is catchy, but the latter part is a sudden peak, elevating the song to a different level. This song has the potential to become a classic. You two didn't have any major conflicts, so I think it's better to turn hostility into glue. It's better to resolve conflicts than to hold grudges."

Chen Zhipeng said somewhat unwillingly, "Xiaoguai, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I won't provoke him these few days. After all, he's in the limelight now."

Su Youpeng had done his part as a friend, and the rest was up to Chen Zhipeng.

Zhang Telin brought a box of beer, a bag of peanuts, and a bag of fried fish from somewhere.

He placed them on the stone table in the pavilion and said happily, "I always knew you weren't someone who likes to stay in the shadows. But I didn't expect you to take such a bold step, forcing the production team to give in."

Ye Ming respected Zhang Telin greatly. As a senior, he could mentor new actors without reservation, teaching the three main actresses of "The Story of a Noble Family" and guiding Su Youpeng and himself. This was a rare and valuable thing.

Ye Ming laughed and said, "Teacher Zhang, you're joking. It was just a stroke of luck. The company put in a lot of effort. Otherwise, how could a newcomer like me get on the stage of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala? It was just luck."

Zhang Telin opened a beer and threw one to Ye Ming, saying, "Don't be modest. Do you know how many people in the industry fight to get into the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala? It's not just any gala. I, Old Zhang, once dreamed of performing on the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, but unfortunately, the director didn't approve, and I was cut."

Therefore, I know very well what it means to get into the gala. Are you not satisfied? Do you know the unwritten rule about the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in the industry?"

There were actually unwritten rules about the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala in the industry, something even Ye Ming's previous life didn't know.

And Zhang Telin had once competed for a spot in the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, which surprised Ye Ming even more.

Ye Ming asked curiously, "Teacher Zhang, I really don't know. As a senior, could you tell me what the situation is?"

Zhang Telin, while drinking beer, said with a sigh, "A hero doesn't talk about his past. In my prime, I had great ambitions. The unwritten rule in the industry is that if an actor gets into the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, their chances of getting into the Spring Festival Gala increase significantly. In other words, the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is just a prelude to the Spring Festival Gala.

Do you know what the Spring Festival Gala represents?"

The Spring Festival Gala represents a super powerful platform, a stage watched by hundreds of millions of people across the country, a great opportunity to skyrocket to fame.

Ye Ming nodded but said realistically, "I know, but I never thought about it. Let's just go with the flow. The higher the hope, the greater the disappointment."

Zhang Telin laughed and said, "You, why do you have the mindset of a veteran actor? Sometimes I really doubt if you've changed your age. You're right, getting into the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala doesn't mean you'll get into the Spring Festival Gala.

But getting into the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala means you've already put one foot into the door of the Spring Festival Gala.

Moreover, the director for this year's Mid-Autumn Festival Gala and the Spring Festival Gala is the same, Director Yuan Dewang. So your chances are even higher.

However, before that, you need to learn to be patient and endure loneliness to go further. This path is not easy."

Seemingly reminiscing about his past, Zhang Telin was quite emotional. In his prime, he was full of ambition, but he was always rejected from the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, which left him completely disheartened.

After a long pause, Zhang Telin said, "Actually, I'm here as a mediator, but I'm not a good one. I've been talking for a long time without getting to the point. Their idea is that since you have the opportunity to perform at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, you should take Xiaoyan and the other two to see the top stage in China. This will be very beneficial for their future development."

Who they were, Ye Ming knew clearly. They were He Xiuqiong and Sun Shupeng.

Ye Ming was taken aback and said, "Let me take them in? Is there enough time? Will the production team allow it?"

Zhang Telin laughed and said, "These three girls are signed with Zhongjie Company. Do you think they would allow it or not? If they can get into the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, it will be very beneficial for them. It's up to you whether you want to help."

Ye Ming didn't say much, just kept drinking.

Zhang Telin laughed and said, "You, you really are a cautious one. They've offered very good conditions. 'Rats Love Rice' is your song, right? You can have two more singing opportunities in the TV series. One is during the horseback riding scene, and the group song can be changed to yours."

At this moment, Zhang Telin was a bit nervous about offering this condition. Adding two more singing opportunities, what kind of condition is this? Using Ye Ming's song, but they paid for it.

Would Ye Ming agree to this condition?

Anyway, when Zhang Telin heard this, he almost fell off his chair.

But at this moment, he didn't know that Ye Ming's heart was also stirred by a huge wave.

No one knew better than Ye Ming the influence of "The Story of a Noble Family."

A monument standing above all TV series, with a viewership rate over 50%, peaking at 63%, it was a miracle.

Getting an extra singing opportunity in such a series was already rare, let alone two, and especially a group song at the finale.

This was a game-changing opportunity.

Seeing Ye Ming still silent, Zhang Telin thought he was unwilling to agree and said, "If you have any requirements, you can say them. We can discuss it. My suggestion is, don't offend them. After all, we're all in the same production team."

Ye Ming shook his head and said, "I'm not saying I won't agree. Fine, two more singing opportunities. I don't want to make it difficult for you, Teacher Zhang. But I have a small request. I want all the costumes and jewelry of the main characters."

Zhang Telin was taken aback. What kind of condition is this? "All for you? What will we use?"

This was a bit bizarre.

Ye Ming explained, "Don't worry, Teacher Zhang. I mean after the shooting is over. One thousand yuan, all the costumes and jewelry of the three main actresses, me, and Su Youpeng. If you agree, it's settled."

Zhang Telin was unsure and had to call and pass the message.

At this moment, He Xiuqiong was puzzled, "Ye Ming actually made this strange request. It's hard to understand. If he wants his own costumes and props, that's a keepsake, no problem. But he wants all five people's costumes and jewelry. What's this about?"

Sun Shupeng was also confused and said, "One thousand yuan, actually, it costs about that much to make these things. After use, we don't lose much."

He Xiuqiong nodded and said, "The Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is a rare opportunity for training. Even just seeing it will be very beneficial for their future. Fine, after the shooting, these costumes and props won't be used much in the next scenes. If he wants them, let him have them."

He Xiuqiong actually didn't have much confidence in "The Story of a Noble Family." It was a transformation, a revolutionary one, and even as the producer, she didn't know if it would succeed.

Zhang Telin laughed and said, "Alright, now we can drink freely. They've agreed. When the time comes, find Liu Yuebing. He knows what to do."

Ye Ming nodded in satisfaction, a cunning look flashing in his bright eyes.

These are officially authorized costumes and props. In the future, if they are exhibited, they will be a pilgrimage for "The Story of a Noble Family" fans.

At this moment, Zhang Telin was very curious and said, "I'm puzzled. What kind of condition couldn't you make, but you made this one?"

Ye Ming smiled mysteriously, looked around, and said slowly, "Teacher Zhang, as the Buddha said, it cannot be said, it cannot be said. But you'll understand my intentions soon, within a year, ha ha."

No matter how Zhang Telin tried to persuade him, Ye Ming kept looking around and wouldn't talk about it anymore.

This made Zhang Telin very frustrated.

The next day, at the entrance of National TV, many reporters gathered. The first rehearsal of the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, many reporters hoped to catch some significant news.

Unfortunately, the production team was tight-lipped, revealing no information.

Several big stars participating in the gala were also tight-lipped, just walking with their heads down, not answering any questions from reporters.

A reporter from the Southern Sunday complained, "What's going on? I was hoping to dig up some inside information for this Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. It's the first one after the return, it should be special.

But I haven't gotten any interviews all day."

A reporter from the Entertainment Morning News said, "Old Bai, you're exaggerating. I've been here for two days. Who can I complain to? Hey, look, look, four people are coming. Are they actors from the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala?"

Seeing a young man with a black cap leading three beautiful women, Old Bai glanced and said, "Yu Guo, what kind of eyesight do you have? They can't be actors, at most extras. No news value.

Not everyone with a cap is a star. At least wear sunglasses. See, they came by bus, just got off, and bought a cup of soy milk. I saw it clearly."

Old Bai was quite influential in the industry, having covered the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala for years, so his words were quite credible.

At this moment, Yu Guo, a new reporter from the Entertainment Morning News, hearing Old Bai's words, began to doubt his own judgment.

Moreover, a little girl was indeed holding a cup of soy milk. The soy milk sold near the Century Altar, reporters had drunk so much they were almost sick. Recalling it, the little girl was indeed holding a cup of soy milk.

No wonder it felt familiar.

Looking at the four people walking by, he said, "They do look familiar. The leading man, I think I've seen him somewhere, but I can't remember. I'll have to check later."

Old Bai looked at Yu Guo with disdain and said, "You must have drunk the soy milk into your brain."

This caused a burst of laughter, and the small commotion quickly passed.

The staff asked about Ye Ming's identity, called the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala production team to verify, and soon a tall staff member with black glasses came out from the TV station.

He looked at Ye Ming and said, "Hello, you're Ye Ming, right? I'm Sun, one of the assistant directors for the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. What, you brought so many people? Do you think the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala is a vegetable market at your doorstep, where anyone can come in?"

Ye Ming smiled bitterly and said, "Director Sun, don't take it personally."

At this moment, Director Sun immediately stopped Ye Ming and said, "Wait, in the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, there's only one director, Director Yuan. You can call me Old Sun. Go on."

Ye Ming immediately said, "This is our company's assigned agent. Our company is now aligning with international standards. Your stage is so grand, and as my agent, not coming would be disrespectful. It shows our company's emphasis on this event.

Another one is the makeup artist, a specialist our company invited from Taiwan."

The last one was a little girl holding a cup of soy milk and a box.

PS: A long chapter of 5,000 words, 1,000 more to be added tomorrow.

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