China Entertainment’s rescue plan is hard to come by

Chapter 1004 "Office Duties"

CCTV Arts and Entertainment Program Center.

"Director-in-Chief." "Director Sun." "Good morning, Director Sun."

"Good morning, everyone!"

Harvin, sitting in the assistant director's office, heard a chorus of greetings outside and frowned again, glancing at the clock on the wall.

9:.

It's always the same time every day. He's got such a cool job as the director!

Haven was incredibly itchy, but there was nothing she could do about it.

I don't know what's gotten into Sun Yi. The program's theme and core elements have been finalized, and the call for entries has been sent out. Logically speaking, during this period, he, as the chief director, shouldn't have anything major to do. But instead, he's come to the Arts and Culture Program Center to "take office."

You say you're "on duty," fine, but all you do is sit in your office all day with a cup of tea, arrive at 9:30 am, grab a quick lunch, and leave at 3 pm the next day. What's the point of all that?

It takes several days to arrive.

Ha Wen was furious every day, but as the assistant director, she couldn't do anything about Sun Yi and could only keep it to herself. This made her period, which was usually on time, several days late.

Was Sun Yi here specifically to "annoy" her?

Definitely not.

He doesn't have that kind of free time.

A few days ago, he voluntarily applied for Ms. Liu's "investigation" and "re-education." Under Ms. Liu's earnest advice, he realized his mistake. Flies don't land on eggs without cracks, but since "flies" appeared around him, it means that his egg had a crack.

To close this "gap," Sun Yi came up with a good idea: to "work at" CCTV.

Whenever local television stations or performance groups from various provinces contacted him, he would use his job at CCTV as an excuse to reply, "Welcome to CCTV for a face-to-face meeting."

A few simple words, plus the name of CCTV, helped him avoid more than 80% of drinking parties and dinner invitations.

Those who bring proposals hoping to pull strings, those who offer checks and lavish gifts hoping to insert programs into his shows, and those who try to test him through women—all of them must first get past CCTV's gates.

Getting in is easy, but once you're in, you can't break the rules.

Sun Yi sat in his sofa chair, closed the door, propped up his legs, took a sip of tea, and, to be honest, seemed quite content, even showing a bit of a leader's air about him.

I picked up my phone and sent my wife a selfie.

A moment later, I received a "pouting" emoji.

Sun Yi smiled and was about to reply when there was a knock on the office door.

【Wife, please wait a moment, someone's coming.】

[Hmm~ You go ahead with your work, call me when you're done for a kiss.jpg]

Sun Yi put his leg down, put away his phone, and responded.

"Enter."

The door opened, and there came familiar faces: Shen Teng and Zhang Yang from Happy Twist.

Both of them were dressed casually, and Shen Teng was carrying a paper bag. As soon as he entered, he looked around furtively, and then grinned slyly: "Director Sun, your office is not easy to find. It took us ten minutes just to register downstairs."

"Haha. Alright, hurry up and sit down. This is CCTV, a government office, there are many rules."

Sun Yi smiled and waved to the two of them.

After exchanging pleasantries and taking their seats, Shen Teng placed the paper bag on the desk: "Old Zhang and I specially selected this tea for Director Sun to try."

"You two are trying to pull this on me? I don't drink."

"Just keep drinking it, and you'll get it!"

"Okay."

Sun Yi didn't refuse any longer, thanked him and accepted the gift. The three of them were old friends, so there was no need to worry about such a small thing.

After taking their seats, Shen Teng glanced at Zhang Yang, rubbed his hands together, and spoke first, "Director Sun, we're here today for two main reasons: the Spring Festival Gala and the movie."

Sun Yi nodded, waiting for the next part.

When Shen Teng called him to make the appointment, he had already made it clear that it was originally going to be a dinner party. However, Sun Yi had been drinking too much lately, so he simply invited CCTV to come over. Since it involved the Spring Festival Gala program anyway, there was no problem with it.

“Let me start with the Spring Festival Gala.” Shen Teng leaned forward, his expression becoming serious. “I discussed it with Lao Zhang, and tonight Mahua FunAge has prepared three scripts: one urban drama, one historical drama with a twist, and one… satirical, um, a bit risqué.” Sun Yi didn’t rush to comment, but opened his work notebook and nodded, “Tell me more about it?”

Zhang Yang took over the conversation and recounted the story outlines, themes, jokes, and punchline structures of the first two skits.

Sun Yi tasted it.

As expected of a team honed on the stage, their structure was neat and their pacing precise, with almost every joke hitting the audience's expected point a second before or after.

However, in his personal opinion, it is somewhat lacking in terms of theme.

After Zhang Yang finished speaking, he closed the notebook, looked up, and asked, "The one that's satirical, what is it satirical about?"

"Social morality".

Shen Teng glanced at Zhang Yang, as if asking whether he should continue. Seeing that Zhang Yang didn't respond, he continued his introduction:
"The protagonist encounters an elderly woman who has fallen and helps her up out of kindness, but is mistaken for the person who caused the accident. The truth is only revealed with the help of the traffic police."

"Oh."

Sun Yi nodded, understanding the situation.

Which year was the hit sketch comedy by Mahua FunAge, "To Help or Not to Help"?

"This idea that satirizes immoral social phenomena is quite good, why wasn't it mentioned first?"

Shen Teng hadn't expected Sun Yi to ask about this, so he chuckled and replied, "Well, the background of this story is the 'Peng Yu case' from a few years ago. I'm not afraid, but it has a bad influence and it's a bit excessive."

Sun Yi shook his head. "I think this subject matter is quite good. We artists are supposed to use our works to reflect real social phenomena, aren't we?"

"So, what's the scale this year?"

"We still need to be mindful of boundaries, but the fundamental thing is to make the audience laugh. As for how to make them laugh and what they laugh about, that's what we should focus on. Don't put the cart before the horse."

Although Sun Yi didn't say it explicitly, he had already revealed a lot.

Shen Teng instantly understood, "Then Director Sun, shall we submit this to Mahua FunAge this year?"

"I think it's okay. Let's submit it first and go through the preliminary review process."

Shen Teng and Zhang Yang exchanged a glance and instantly understood.

"Understood," Shen Teng said with a smile. "We'll polish the manuscript more carefully when we get back."

"Hmm." Sun Yi nodded, then asked:

"What are your thoughts on the movie?"

At this point, Shen Teng and Zhang Yang's eyes lit up.

"The success of 'Charlotte' is inseparable from Director Sun's initial support. If it weren't for you, Sun Yi..."

"Alright, alright, you two, stop with your nonsense. The film's success is your achievement. Now, if you have any new ideas, don't hold back, just say it."

Sun Yi waved his hand, not giving the two a chance to flatter him at all.

Shen Teng felt a little embarrassed.

Logically speaking, their first adapted feature film has just finished its run. At this point, they should be summarizing their experience and polishing the script again. They should wait a while before making a second film.

The problem is that "Charlotte" was so successful that it grossed nearly a billion dollars at the box office, more than the entire troupe had ever seen.

Moreover, thanks to this movie, Shen Teng, Ma Li, and several other main creators from Mahua FunAge became instant sensations across the country, experiencing vastly different circumstances.

Anyone who makes a living as an actor wants to be famous and earn more money.

Now that they were eating "fine chaff," they were naturally tired of the simple meals they used to eat.

Sun Yi could understand their thoughts and didn't blame them. This circle has always been like this, which is why it attracts young men and women from all over the country to rush in.

Therefore, he did not object; on the contrary, he expressed his support.

"Making a sequel isn't a problem, the key is the script. How's your preparation going?"

"Scripts? Yes, we have them! We've prepared three!"

　I'm so sorry, I've been working night shifts for the past few days, so this is the only chapter I have.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)