Age of Legends

Chapter 186 Crazy
Zhang Chen also made some choices and ordered some dishes, all meat. Two portions of spare ribs, two portions of beef, one portion of scallion meatballs, and a plate of junhua, which is cut chicken gizzards. Soon, the dishes were on the table. Each portion was quite good. Jiang Rong asked, "Can you eat so much?"

"I ordered this for you too. I've been to this restaurant before. These signature dishes are good. You can try them."

“I can’t eat so much…”

"You're a little thin, and your face is pale. You've been staying up late lately. It must be hard to work on the project... I'll give you some nutritional supplements."

It was obvious that Jiang Rong seldom ate out, and she was a little reserved at the moment. Zhang Chen put the dishes in the pot of boiling red oil, and watched the boiling pot calm down temporarily because of the dishes, with only some white foam coming out, and said.

Jiang Rong stopped talking for a moment. She just felt a strange warmth. Apart from her grandparents at home, she had never received such care from anyone else.

Although her father Jiang Chenggeng often asked about her life, his role was too lacking, and she was also resentful of Jiang Chenggeng's new family.

Jiang Rong thought about the time when she wore cosplay costumes at the cultural festival promotion under Zhang Chen's suggestion and went to every university to show her presence. In fact, it was the first time for her to wear such costumes. At that time, she was thinking about work. Now when she recalls it, she feels a little embarrassed...

I always feel as if I have paid a lot for this young man in front of me, and now that I think about it, I was the one who invited him to dinner, but he ordered all meat and said it was for nutritional supplements... His skill in reversing the Tiangang seems a bit strong. Is this the face of a capitalist?
Also, in the place you just looked at, you better say that being thin is normal...

It’s no wonder that Jiang Rong is so sensitive to Zhang Chen’s every move. She really can’t treat this boy as an ordinary high school student.

While the food was being cooked and the pot was not yet boiling, Zhang Chen pointed at the table again and said, "Didn't you say you were in some trouble? Tell me about it..."

"Oh, that's right." Jiang Rong quickly moved her butt and took out a small notebook from the backpack behind her.

She was wearing a dress and an autumn coat, carrying a small art backpack, but her movements were a little clumsy. Zhang Chen thought, is this the contrast? She looks like a classical beauty, but behaves like a little fool. Just like those beauties packaged online in later generations, you should never speak in real life.

Jiang Rong held the cover of the notebook in one hand and spread out the notebook on her wrist with the other hand, reporting point by point: "The problem now is that the ex-wife saw her ex-husband bringing his current girlfriend to the show and asked to stop recording. This has happened more than once. I'm worried that they will do the same thing next time when they get excited...

I also asked Teacher Wang, and he said that we cannot change the plan or people at the last minute. If we change the plan, it will be time-consuming and laborious, the procedures cannot be kept up, and we will not be able to meet the requirements of the first investment advertisement party.

This program will be recorded the day after tomorrow, and I am worried about what to do if something unexpected happens during the recording...?"

Zhang Chen thought that this was the disadvantage of not having extras. Such uncontrollable situations would indeed occur, but in the final analysis, the blame still lay with him and Wang Bowen.

Because they undertook the Rongcheng Digital Culture Festival, their studio is now quite famous. Wang Bowen was able to obtain so many conditions from the provincial TV station, but there was a corresponding price to pay. Unlike the extensive management of the municipal TV station, short-term, flat and fast management can bring in money quickly, but those are small amounts of money.

The requirements for provincial stations are stricter. After all, for provincial satellite TV stations, it can be said that ratings are no longer their top priority. They also need to have positive social opinion guidance and positive meanings.

It is obvious that the framework cannot be supported by the script and extras. No matter how realistic the script is, the scene is not an airtight wall. The so-called "meaning" created by the script will quickly collapse once it encounters the magnifying glass trial platform.

Then he and Wang Bowen will have to quit their job.

So since it's a provincial satellite TV program, the provincial station has received a lot of funding, and the production cost of a program is more than ten times what it used to be. Don't be fooled.

The provincial TV station still has capable leaders. When they held an internal meeting, they put forward the requirement: "We must convey positive values through real cases and professional mediation teams, and avoid causing public controversy due to excessive entertainment!"

Obviously, they are not stupid. They can see that your previous programs are scripted and half-true and half-false. It was okay for the city station to have lax supervision before, but the provincial station requires "truth, health, and uplifting!"

One leader even suggested that "it would be best if the program had reliable endorsement and resource support from the judicial department."

But this is purely wishful thinking. How many programs are endorsed by the judicial department these days? There are no similar programs in the country. This is not "Today's Statement"!
In the end, the difficulty was too high, and the provincial TV station leaders did not insist because they found no precedent across the country.

However, the program pursues authenticity and even cooperates with law firms to build a complete legal system, focusing on "authenticity + professionalism".

From the common to the highbrow, different paths require different approaches.

Serious and real emotional mediation can indeed be the right way to go, and it also fits with Zhang Chen's idea. Although the city TV station's "Emotional Vortex" can indeed make quick money, it is not presentable.

In other words, Wang Bowen and his studio are now somewhat famous and can make money easily.

Don't worry about the revenue of this kind of orthodox mediation program that focuses on real mediation and social issues. You should know that there was a provincial program that took a similar route in the past, and the sponsorship fee was more than 100 million. Those mediation programs that skirt the line and use scripts can only make tens of millions at most.

What is making money? This is what it means to make money.

Now, under the requirement of "authenticity + professionalism", Jiang Rong has a hard time.

Jiang Rong finished speaking and threw the question over, with a worried look on her face, "What should I do?"

Zhang Chen picked up the chopsticks and scooped out a few pieces of beef from the red soup and put them in Jiang Rong's bowl. The beef can be eaten after blanching, it is tender and fresh, while the others need to be cooked further.

Jiang Rong said, "Thank you! I'll do it myself!", while staring at him without paying attention to her food. She picked up the beef with chopsticks and took a bite of it. As the soft, juicy and spicy beef entered her mouth, she withdrew her eyes from Zhang Chen to the beef slice with her chopsticks, and her eyes lit up involuntarily.

Zhang Chen also ate a piece, thought about it, and said, "I remember the information you gave me before, her ex-wife ran a beauty salon? She opened a small shop..."

Jiang Rong nodded hurriedly, "Yeah, yeah." The meat in her mouth was still wrapped.

Zhang Chen said, "How about this. You take the crew to her ex-wife's store, record some footage, and then tell her that if she cooperates with the program and doesn't make a scene and stop recording, we can put the footage from her store in the main film. This is also a form of publicity. No matter whether she becomes really famous or not, not being famous is still famous."

Jiang Rong suddenly stopped moving, biting the beef, staring at him without blinking.

Then she immediately put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with paper, picked up the phone and called the other party.

After some communication, Jiang Rong hung up the phone with a look of surprise on her face. "She agreed. I'm so grateful that I can't wait to take people to film her store! And she promised that she would never make trouble on the show again!"

Zhang Chen nodded. "You can also use it flexibly in the future. If there are other guests who want to stop recording, you can appropriately exchange some similar resources with them in exchange for their cooperation. In this case, even if they are angry at the time, they will think of the benefits and cooperate with the recording, which can also avoid unnecessary disputes from escalating."

Jiang Rong nodded again, "Yeah, yeah!" She finally realized that the legendary school for top students is different, and it is completely different from a media college student like her. Zhang Chen's brain is very useful. With just one idea, he turned the shrewish woman who always thought that the program team needed her and looked her up and down and didn't give her a good face into a happy person who always called her "you" on the phone.

"Anything else? Next one. Don't always think about eating." Zhang Chen interrupted. As he spoke, Jiang Rong listened and kept talking. This girl, didn't she say before that she didn't eat much?

I feel like you eat more than me!

"Yes, yes, yes," Jiang Rong said with a blushing face, taking out a notebook and saying, "Also, when a man and a woman recount their past when they were married, they often quarrel because their memories don't match. At this time, it is useless for others to intervene, and it is difficult for the mediator to talk to them. What should we do in this situation?"

This is the narrative logic of mediation programs that collapses. This is usually cut directly, but it will stall the entire live project, delay the recording, and appear chaotic on the screen. "In this way, all of this is based on data. When collecting materials in the early stage, if it is cheating, then focus on the logic of evidence, and if it is a financial dispute, then bring out the financial accounts."

"Sometimes it's useless. Even if you take it out, the parties involved will still make trouble." Jiang Rong said.

"It's not for the parties involved. The confusion between the parties can be cut off. The purpose of the chain of evidence is to show the audience the whole picture of the cause. As long as the audience's logical chain is not broken and there are facts to support it, the judgment depends on the audience. At this time, guests can also be introduced to interpret and sublimate this quarrel and dispute based on evidence, giving it a theme, such as 'cognitive bias in contemporary marriages'. Then such a conflict is not an accident, but can become a plot twist. It adds to the highlights and has social significance."

……

When Jiang Rong had basically finished sorting out her thoughts and closed her notebook, she was somewhat incredulous to see that all the basic problems had been solved. At least Zhang Chen had also given some feasible solutions.

She wanted to say something, she didn't want to say anything, she felt like she had lived in vain. We were the same people, why was there such a big difference?

She could only pick up her drink and clink it with his. At this time, she was too embarrassed to say "You are awesome", so she could only say: "Then I will do as these first, and I will communicate with you if I encounter any new situation."

Wang Bowen might not be able to give any guidance on these things. Zhang Chen relieved her stress. From the initial state of "I am going to die", "I am going to die", she suddenly had a backbone and a solution, which made her very happy and wanted to dance with joy.

"Okay."

"Then... continue eating." Feeling that she seemed to have forgotten herself, Jiang Rong quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a meatball and stuffed it into her mouth.

The dishes he ordered were also very delicious.

Zhang Chen's "tsk" sound floated over at this time, which made Jiang Rong blush again. "You clearly said you don't eat meat just now, but you ate most of this plate, this plate, and this plate."

Seeing Zhang Chen still picking at the plates with his chopsticks, Jiang Rong's face turned red. She was already feeling a little hot from the hot pot, and now it was even hotter.

I had to fan my face with my hands, which was not enough to drink the drinks.

But she was the only one who knew whether it was spicy or smelly.

You can still pretend to be cool in school, but in front of Zhang Chen, perhaps he has seen your most embarrassing moment, so it is difficult for you to hide anything or put on any mask.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Rong's autumn clothes were torn, and her halter dress and her pretty face made her look otherworldly, causing some young men on the side of the road to stare at her. They whistled a few times, and occasionally, the voice of "Beauty!" could be heard from afar.

There is a vocational school nearby, and some thugs often hang around there. After all, this was back then without the security environment of today.

Jiang Rong's face changed slightly, and she pulled her coat closer involuntarily.

In the spicy hot pot restaurant across the street, Wang Chenyu, a senior from the School of Communication, looked a little angry. Although he and Jiang Rong were not in the same major, they had chosen the same elective course and had taken classes together. It was just that Jiang Rong might not know him. Among the girls he liked, Jiang Rong was definitely number one. Now seeing the young man on the street making trouble for his beauty, he had the urge to stand up and stop him to uphold justice.

In addition, among the six people on their side, four are boys.

As a result, his companion saw through his intention and whispered, "Don't go. You can't afford to offend the group led by the Textile College boss Zhao Erwa."

Wang Chenyu's passion for his beloved suddenly seemed to be poured with cold water. He thought that the other party's base camp was in a nearby school, and their media college was several kilometers away. Secondly, he himself performed well this year, and the school arranged an internship for him. If the two sides fought, he might be punished, and his smooth graduation would be hindered.

Faced with reality, Wang Chenyu became silent.

On the other side, a few men who had just come out of the nearby billiard hall and were holding the roadside railing and saw the beautiful woman whistling and teasing them were suddenly slapped on the back of their heads. The men were about to get angry, but when they turned around and saw the people coming, they immediately lowered their heads and looked in obedience.

Zhang Chen thought the man looked familiar. Zhao Tao had seen him before. His name seemed to be Huang Rui, nicknamed "Huang Dou". He was one of Zhao Tao's friends.

Huang Rui said something, and the faces of the young men changed, and they kept looking towards Zhang Chen and Jiang Rong. Not long after, Zhang Chen saw Zhao Tao, Bu Ruijie and others walking towards them from the east of the street, seemingly having a meal there.

Seeing Zhao Tao looking at him and nodding, Zhang Chen thought that it seemed that Zhao Tao and the others were eating nearby and had seen him a long time ago, but none of them came to say hello. What were they looking at?
"Have you finished your meal? Otherwise... let's go..." Jiang Rong was a little scared when she saw this scene. Although she was not necessarily afraid of anything, after all, she had a cell phone in her hand and could call the police if anything happened. She could call Yaoyao Ling directly and ask the nearest police station to send police. But it was better to have less trouble than more.

Zhang Chen also nodded and stood up. When Jiang Rong went to pay the bill, the group of young people had already crossed the road and came to the outside of the store, standing in a row. No one knew what they were doing. In short, this scene made many people in the food stalls and shops across the street and at this end look at each other in surprise.

"Zhang Chen..." Jiang Rong was a little unsure of what these people were going to do, and subconsciously spoke to Zhang Chen.

"It's okay, let's go." Zhang Chen and her came out of the door. The young men looked at each other, not knowing whether to speak or not, when Huang Rui pushed their shoulders. So the boys from the Textile College bowed together and shouted to Jiang Rong, "Hello, sister-in-law!"

"Hello, sister-in-law——!"

Although the sound was not shouted, it was quite penetrating on the street at dusk, causing the people in the spicy hot pot restaurant opposite to look surprised and stunned.

Zhang Chen was also startled. Looking at Huang Rui who was smiling at him, some idiots flashed through his mind. Then he looked behind him and saw Zhao Tao, Bu Ruijie, and the tall and thin Qian Junyi also approached.

Jiang Rong's body was stiff, and she had to follow Zhang Chen forward. Zhang Chen looked at Zhao Tao with a bit of a smile, thinking, Zhao Tao, you are playing tricks, right? What is this? I am a senior high school graduate, don't make me a member of a gang behind the scenes!

Zhao Tao looked at Zhang Chen, then at Jiang Rong, and nodded at Zhang Chen.

Why are you nodding? Who is so in tune with you? Don't use your underworld tricks on me!
Go first now, you have to go first!

Just when they passed each other, Zhao Tao spoke first, followed by Bu Ruijie and Qian Junyi beside him.

"Brother and sister!"

"Hello, sister-in-law!"

I felt Jiang Rong's body tremble slightly.

Zhang Chen wanted to cover his forehead.

These psychopaths...

In the spicy hot pot shop, the men and women of the School of Communication looked at each other, thinking that the rumors about Jiang Rong in the school...

This is just the tip of the iceberg!

(End of this chapter)