This is not without doubt.

Of course some people question it.

The number of viewers on the online platform has exceeded 200 million at this time, breaking the record. There are always a few people who notice something is wrong.

"I think this is Enron's overturning show!"

"Yeah, that one probably fell down because he was not familiar with the stage and his jump was a bit too big!"

"There's nothing wrong, it must have rolled over..."

As soon as this kind of statement came out, it was immediately despised by everyone.

"Rotating over? Are you kidding? You can fall down even while dancing? You may have forgotten that Teacher An has a six-dozen record. With his body, he can overturn while dancing. Where is his brain?"

"That's right, Teacher An, if nothing else, there's nothing to say about your body. It's very relaxing and comfortable to dance, okay?"

"Don't use your IQ to measure Teacher An, you don't deserve it!"

A few doubters, as soon as they spoke out, made everyone doubtful.

I didn’t dare to say anything anymore.

Liang Jing, the main controller of Xiazhou, was very excited, "Did you see it? Did you see it...that was obviously a rollover just now? Why are these netizens so easy to deceive?"

Huang Zhan didn't say anything for a long time. If you say the car overturned, there's nothing wrong with it. You have to have the audience believe it.

The problem is that now the audience simply doesn’t believe it was a rollover.

If it were someone else, it would be a rollover, but when it comes to An Ran... there is no such thing as a rollover!

The audience has all figured it out, what’s the use of all this?

Besides, look at how excited everyone is now. If you say something bad about Enron, it will make people hate you on the Internet.

And it’s hard to say whether this was intentional or not.

An is a very courageous guy. He can do anything. For the effect of the party, there is nothing wrong with doing this.

To be honest, even Huang Zhan and Zhong Jixiang didn't believe it. What happened just now was a flip-flop.

Liang Jing looked at the expressions of the two of them, and his face suddenly became lonely. No one would believe anything he said now...

At this time, on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala, Gu Qingyin had already finished singing.

But no one went down.

The host and actors all came on stage.

Zero o'clock is coming soon.

An Ran rounded up the big-headed baby mask in his hand and threw it out.

It caused a rush of looting from everyone below.

Wang Han, a veteran in the hosting industry, immediately handed the microphone to An Ran.

On this stage, An Ran is the biggest. As long as he is there, the microphone will be handed to you immediately, and you will never be afraid of him pulling your crotch.

An Ran smiled and said: "The Fuwa is given to everyone, and I wish you all a happy New Year!"

There was a roar of applause in the stands, and everyone cheered.

"I'll just call this a Fuwa!" one audience member said.

"The name is well chosen, meaningful and festive!"

"This big-headed doll and Gu Qingyin's Chinese doll happen to be a pair...how cute!"

Wang Han took the microphone and said: "At this moment, there are still thirty seconds before the New Year's bell rings. Dear friends, let us bid farewell to the past and embrace the new future. The countdown begins!"

Following Wang Han's voice, everyone shouted together!

"Ten!"

"Nine!"

"Eight!"

"..."

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

The New Year's bell rang, and the sound of firecrackers was heard all over the country.

At this moment, the whole country is celebrating.

Countless fireworks shot up into the sky with brilliant colors, forming a variety of magnificent colors, making the night sky look like a dream.

On the stage, all the actors cheered together.

There was a sudden "pah pah pah" sound in the sky above the studio.

The petals are scattered, and there are red envelopes falling down one after another.

On each red envelope is a smiling Fuwa, handing over blessings.

"Ouch, a hundred dollars!"

“Quite generous!”

"Haha, I have five hundred yuan in this!"

"What's going on? Why is mine only three points? Who installed this red envelope? It must have been installed by An Ran. It's so stingy!"

"Yeah, I'm so awesome, two hundred and five..."

The red envelopes dropped and everyone was so happy that they couldn't help but smile.

Although there are more and less, no one cares at all. This is just asking for luck.

The atmosphere was more lively.

Wang Han said: "Everyone, please don't leave. Our party will continue to accompany you in the first hour of the New Year, and there will be exciting programs later!"

Wanying continued: "Don't forget, everyone, there are red envelopes waiting for you, up to 10,000 yuan waiting for you!"

The countdown is over and the program continues.

Many viewers originally felt that they still had more to enjoy, so the party was extended by an hour, just in time to continue watching, and there were also red envelopes to receive.

On the other hand, the Spring Festival Gala at Xiazhou TV Station was a bit bleak.

The countdown was quite lively, but the ratings were terrible.

It’s unjustifiable to get a 5% ratings.

Liang Jing finally managed to survive. At this time, the party was over and the camera had switched to other programs.

But Liang Jing was still sitting on the chair numbly, without any expression.

This is his biggest failure in his career.

This blow almost knocked him out of breath.

Huang Zhan gently patted Liang Jing's shoulder, "Director Liang, it's over, let's go..."

Liang Jing said nothing.

Zhong Jixiang said: "Director Liang, this is not your fault. Besides, you immigrated right away and later went overseas. Xiazhou's gossip has nothing to do with you, so why should you take it to heart?"

Liang Jing's eyes became lively.

That's right, I'm going to immigrate anyway, so if the party is bad, it will be bad. No matter how much you scold me, it won't fall on me.

Liang Jing finally got rid of his knot and stood up with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Liang Jing's phone suddenly rang.

"Hey!"

"Dad, the immigration application was rejected and failed!"

"Why?"

"It is said that we provided false information, concealed unfavorable facts, and made false accusations..."

What an excuse!

Liang Jing clenched his fists tightly. If his immigration application is not approved this time, the chance of passing it in the future is basically zero.

If he cannot get out, he will face a violent storm of soldiers.

The criticism from netizens comes from pressure from Xiazhou TV.

Director Wen, Liu Baoxuan and others have been watching with eager eyes.

His confidence at the beginning was that he wanted to immigrate.

But I can’t leave now...

Sure enough, before leaving the main control room, Liang Jing received a call from Director Wen.

"Director Liang, the ratings are 5 points!" Director Wen said with a cold tone, "You are truly unprecedented and unparalleled. It's such a good show, but you have manipulated it into this. I really underestimate you!"

Liang Jing is also a broken person.

"The result is already like this, what is Director Wen going to do? Ban me?"

"Hey, ban? Do you think I'm one of those old bastards from the Music Association?" Director Wen laughed and said, "Based on your ratings, will anyone dare to invite you in the future?"

Liang Jing was stunned for a moment.

That's right, I have a plate of delicious food in the Spring Festival Gala, and it's all in this way, who else dares to treat me?

Director Wen said calmly, "It's better to think carefully about how you apply for immigration..."

After saying that, the phone hung up.
Chapter completed!