The scumbag cheated on me and I was criticized, but now I am famous, why are you crying?

Ningxia plans to let Liu Feng and Zhang Huohuo severely crush their people on Starlight’s own stage.

Unexpectedly, the program team had agreed to it before, but when Wang Ping contacted them again, she was rejected.

After Ningxia got the news, she felt a little regretful that she missed the opportunity to crush the stars on the same stage.

Since I can't crush anyone, I can only crush your entire show.

Half an hour later, Ningxia handed the planning proposal for "The Voice of China" to Zhang Tian.

"Show it to uncle and ask him if he wants to cooperate. Doesn't Fenghuo have a good relationship with Lemon? With them, the live broadcast platform will be settled."

Zhang Tian took a quick look and without saying a word, ran to Fenghuo to find her father.

When I got some free time in Ningxia, I immediately contacted the Chinese Communist Youth League.

"Hello, I'm Ningxia!"

"Xiao Ning, you are finally back, a busy man. My last name is Yu, and I am mainly responsible for the May Fourth songs. The last song was very good, but after studying it, we felt it was not good enough. Do you think you can write another song to inspire young people?"

"Row!"

After hearing such a straightforward answer, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then he asked tentatively.

"Then when can you send it over? You know we're going to release it on May 4th."

Ningxia thought about it and gave a safer answer, "How about before ten o'clock?"

The other party was silent again, and after five seconds he said, "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After hanging up the phone, Yu Yang began to think about other singers who met the requirements.

In his heart, he didn't have much hope for Ningxia. There were only four hours left until ten o'clock. Could the song he wrote in such a short time really be useful?

Sitting in the office, Ningxia was thinking about which song to use, when Zhang Tian came in with her father.

"Xia Xia."

Hearing Zhang Tian's voice, Ningxia looked up and saw Zhang Hongyuan coming, so she stood up quickly.

"Hello uncle, why did you come here in person? If you have anything, just let Tiantian call me."

After shaking hands, Zhang Hongyuan said nothing, just looked at her quietly. After a while, he smiled slightly and sat on the chair opposite Ningxia.

"Since you call me uncle, don't be so polite. You took such good care of Tiantian on the show before, and I haven't thanked you in person yet!"

"Uncle, you're welcome. Tiantian is loved by everyone, and I like her too."

Zhang Hongyuan frowned slightly, picked up the tea handed to him by his daughter, blew on the tea leaves floating on the surface, and drank it slowly.

Seeing that he hadn't spoken for two or three minutes, Ningxia asked.

"Why is Uncle here this time?"

"No hurry, no hurry. I have an appointment with Wen Jia. When she comes, we can talk about The Voice of China together."

Wen Jia is the boss of Lemon Video. The "Five Days and Four Nights" that Ningxia and Zhang Tian participated in was live-streamed on their platform.

Since he had to wait for someone, Ningxia was not idle. He thought of a song for "May Fourth" and started writing the lyrics and music on the keyboard.

After sending it to Yu Yang, Wen Jia just pushed the door open.

"Hey, Old Zhang, what's the hurry?"

Zhang Hongyuan was in no hurry to speak. He picked up his teacup and looked at Ningxia, "Let's go to the office and talk."

"it is good!"

Wang Ping stayed behind to take charge, while the other four moved to the office.

Wenjia is an impatient person and asked again before he even had time to sit down.

"Old Zhang, what on earth are you up to? Tell me what's going on. I'm busy over there!"

"What are you busy with? Your music variety show? Take a look at this first."

Picking up the document on the table, Wen Jia's eyes became brighter and brighter the more he looked at it, but the next moment he frowned again.

"Old Zhang, who planned this?"

Zhang Hongyuan raised his chin towards Ningxia and said, "How is what Xiao Ning did? It's much better than your broken voice show, right?"

"Tsk, you feudal stubborn old man who can't even hold the helm, what do you know?"

"You... yes, yes, you can do it, you are amazing, you, Old Lady Wen, are the best in the world, right?"

"The surname Zhang..."

Zhang Tian quickly grabbed Wen Jia, snatched the high heels from her hand, and leaned close to her ear to whisper advice.

"Aunt Wen, you know my dad is a bit stubborn, why bother with him?"

Ningxia was also shocked. How could two people in their sixties be more fierce than her when they quarreled?

He pried open Zhang Hongyuan's finger, saved the cup from falling, and then advised, "Uncle, don't be angry, don't be angry, aren't we talking about the show?"

Neither of them was willing to give in, so they snorted and sat on either side of the conference table.

Zhang Tian controls his father on this side, while Ningxia is responsible for Wenjia on the other side.

"Xiao Ning, I listened to your song "A Hundred Generations of History" many times. It's so well written. "The Voice of China" is also very good. But I want to ask, is it really possible to ignore appearance and only listen to the voice?"

Now is an era of looking at things. Although she is not interested in those traffic stars, she can only follow the trend. If she says that she doesn’t care about looks, will the audience really buy it?

"Wenjia, why is it not okay to just listen to the voice? What else can a singer listen to if not the voice? If you can't sing well, what kind of singer are you?"

Wen Jia ignored Zhang Hongyuan's provocation, glared at him and continued to look at Ningxia.

"Mr. Wen, uncle, there have indeed been a lot of traffic stars in the past few years. At first, everyone was attracted by their popularity, and because of their good looks, a fan economy was born. But fans are only a minority after all, and most of them are passers-by."

"The current traffic is different from before. Regardless of whether a person has good looks or not, the capital behind him can force him to come out, which leads to constant criticism online. Maybe you think this is a bad thing, but I think it is a good thing.

"When people listen to more bad songs and watch more bad dramas, their aesthetic standards can be improved, which can promote the development of the circle. Netizens will know more about what they want to see, and creators will know more about what they should write. So I think the timing of The Voice of China is just right."

Wen Jia looked through the plan again and was satisfied with it no matter how she looked at it. If nothing else, it was at least much better than the music variety show they had prepared.

"Okay, tell me, Old Zhang, why did you ask me to come here?"

"You know the show 'Top Streamers' produced by Shengshi, Yihai and Xingguang, right? Don't do that show. How about this one instead? The three of us will join forces and start broadcasting at the same time as them to see who's better."

Wen Jia leaned back in her chair and looked at her freshly done manicure.

"So you want me to help you deal with them. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Old Zhang, you are such a dishonest person. You want people to work without even giving them a meal?"

Zhang Hongyuan curled his lips and said, "If you don't want to participate, forget it. Xiaoxia and I will do it ourselves."

"Why are you in such a hurry, old man? When did I say I would not do it anymore?"

After glaring at him, Wen Jia made a direct phone call and asked his men to stop their work and wait for further notice.

The four of them sat around the table and began to discuss the details.

An hour later, Ningxia looked at them with a smile.

"I have no objection to anything else, but Uncle Zhang and I agree on the broadcast time. It must be exactly the same as "The Battle of the Top Streamers."

"no problem."

After signing the contract, the four of them went about their respective tasks.