"Wuwuwuwu, why do they scold me like this? What did I do wrong? " Zeng Yuanyuan sobbed on the table, a look of pity.

Behind her, a middle-aged man with some baldness came over, put his arms around Zeng Yuanyuan's shoulder and said, "don't cry, baby. Those are keyboard man just, also mouth spray dung, really to reality, no one dare to open his mouth. Don't worry, I've managed everything. The champion of "girl in rainbow dress" is definitely yours! As long as you win the championship, you can shut those people up

"Husband, you are very kind to others." Zeng Yuanyuan broke her tears into a smile and fell into the arms of a bald man.

The bald man, laughing, picked up Zeng Yuanyuan and went to the big bed next to her.

The conflict between "Mr. Hua Xia Hao" and "girl in rainbow clothes" is like a big drama with ups and downs, which makes people enjoy watching it.

Countless people are refreshing their microblogs over and over again, looking forward to another big reversal.

However, the reversal they expected did not appear, but another thing burst out.

"Good sir" issued a military order, if the audience rating does not reach 1.5, it will take the initiative to give up the golden stalls on Saturday. Replaced by the girl in the rainbow.

As soon as the news came out, a group of people were stunned.

“1.5? Is Feng Kui crazy? Who gave him so much courage to make such a military order? "

"Wocao, I remember that the highest audience rating of cultural reality show is less than 1%《 Good sir. "I don't want to do that?"

"Brother upstairs is talking about the old yellow calendar. Now the highest audience rating of the cultural reality show is 1.1%, which is created by the program group of" Mr. Hua Xia Hao ". I believe they can do more miracles. "

"There is nothing wrong with optimism, but blind optimism is a big problem. As an employee, I'd like to popularize the knowledge of audience rating... Well, after thinking about it for a long time, I feel that typing is too tired. Let's summarize it in one sentence. In a word, the audience rating of "Mr. good" is not expected to reach 1.5%, and it is difficult to even maintain 1.1! "

People from all walks of life have expressed their views. Some people who eat melons don't think it's a big deal, some professionals analyze it professionally, and others stir up trouble and set fire.

In a word, one wave is not flat, another wave is rising again. All night, microblog hot spots are dominated by good sir's news.

A second-line star has been brewing a scandal for several days. He originally wanted to make a hit tonight. Who ever wanted to send it out without a splash.

"Feng Kui, Wang Yong, I hate you!" The second tier star's sad and indignant way.

Late into the night, the activity on the microblog did not stop, just a little quieter than the previous few hours.

As time goes by, people are looking forward to the ratings in the morning.

Members of the "good sir" program group also didn't sleep well all night. They have to help the program group fight back and worry about the audience rating tomorrow morning.

As a result, we went to work at 8 a.m. and when we met at the gate of Yanjing TV station, we found that they were all wearing heavy panda eyes.

"Smile, your eye makeup is fashionable enough! It's just a little ugly. " The camera elder brother joked.

Smile discontented hum a, retort: "brother Xu, you are not bad, last night to the zoo part-time panda, earn extra money to go?"

"Little girl, dare to laugh at my brother!"

"You laugh at me first!"

They were fighting, but when they looked back, they were happy together.

"Director Feng! You are also very fashionable

Feng Kui, who had just stopped the car, looked at them inexplicably and asked, "what's fashionable?"

"Panda eye makeup!"

"Hey, what do I think. Don't think about it. Our team must have stayed up all night. No one is in the mood to sleep about it! " Feng Kui shook his head.

He tossed and turned yesterday, worried to death. It was almost dawn when I had a nap for an hour. As soon as the alarm clock rang, I ran to work.

Xiaoxiao and the camera elder brother nodded in agreement: "yes, they must be the same!"

However, the consensus of the three has just been reached, and the scene of face slapping is coming.

In the distance, Wang Yong walked out of the taxi with a smile and waved goodbye to the driver.

When Wang Yong came close to see Wang Yong's face, he was in high spirits, without any trace of staying up late!

"Miss Wang! You... "With a smile and a small mouth open, exclaimed in surprise.

"What's the matter with me?"

"You didn't lose sleep?"

When Wang Yong heard about it, he immediately began to laugh: "the eternal sky, once the wind and moon. What's the lack of "no two Chan"? People, we should be able to take it up and put it down. Peace is like the earth, and meditation is like a secret. In this way, of course, I won't be tired by foreign objects, and I will sleep soundly! "

Wen Yan, Xiao Xiao, Feng Kui and others all gave a thumbs up: "Teacher Wang is still very powerful! We can't catch up with this cultural attainments! How about next time Mr. Wang talks about hermeneutic culture? "

"Say it again." Wang Yong waved.

In fact, where did Feng Kui and others know that Wang Yong also had a rare insomnia last night. He stayed up until more than four o'clock and barely fell asleep. However, Wang Yong's martial arts students, such a small stay up late is not enough to cause any facial impact on him. A three hour break is enough for a day.

So people can't see that Wang Yong has the trace of staying up late.

What's more, he was shocked by Wang Yong's Buddhist verses. How could he suspect that Wang Yong was trying to make a comparison?

"Let's go. Let's go into the unit." Feng Kui led the crowd upstairs.

On the elevator, the original crowded elevator, see Wang Yong several people come, all unconsciously give up a gap.

Obviously, these colleagues have taken a distant attitude towards "Mr. Hua Xia Hao".

Dare not look down upon, also dare not too close.

After all, "Mr. good" is already a big brother program in the station, even if the audience rating is less than 1.5, it can not change this fact. There must be respect.

But if you are too close, once the schedule of "good man" is really adjusted, it will fall into dust. I'm afraid even they will follow the bad luck.

The present attitude is just right.

Knowledge is everywhere in life. In the workplace, especially in state-owned enterprises, this kind of tactful behavior is common, which is also a special way to survive.

Ding Dong, the elevator door is open. Wang Yong and others walked out of the elevator to the office.

To everyone's surprise, before entering the office door, there was a quarrel in the office of good sir.

"What about Feng Kui? Let him come out! It's not over! "

It's Zhang Heming's voice.

Feng Kui's heart thumped. The secret was broken. Zhang Heming came to the door.

"Mr. Wang, what should we do? Do you want to hide? " Feng Kui really doesn't want to quarrel with Zhang Heming in public.

Wang Yong waved his hand: "what are you hiding from? It's not us who burst out the things on Weibo. It's the competitors themselves who exposed them! Besides, it's all true. Why should he pick on us? "

Feng Kui and others were speechless.

Poor Ning Yi was taken as a shield by Wang Yong.

Holding their heads high, they walked into the office.

Zhang Heming turned his head and saw that Zhengzhu was coming. He couldn't help breathing.

"Feng Kui! You are so mean! Hire Marines to slander our show! It's a common indignation for you to behave like this! When did Zhang Heming suffer from this kind of anger? I... i... I'll kill you old thief! "

Zhang Heming's anger surged up. He grabbed a round stool beside him and was about to hit Feng Kui.

All the people in the office were so scared that they went forward to hold Zhang Heming.

Feng Kui also trembled and wanted to dodge.

Unexpectedly, a strong force came from behind and kicked Feng Kui's leg. With a puff, Feng Kui fell on his back.

Wang Yong, who is standing behind Feng Kui, holds his head and puts his whole body on the ground.

But he cried sadly: "Oh, guide Feng! Are you okay? are you all right? Zhang Heming, you are a god damned man. You are so cruel to your colleagues! If director Feng is beaten up by you, our program group will not end with you! "

Feng Kui on the ground looks confused.

Didn't you kick me down? Besides, I haven't been thrown. How can it be like I'm going to die soon?

"Hold on! Don't get up without 200000! " Wang Yong whispered in Feng Kui's ear.

"..." Feng Kui was completely speechless.

However, he is still very cooperative, touching the back of the waist, and he keeps calling.

"My elbow, my polenggai, my waist plate..."

Feng Kui simply moved out the lines of the Spring Festival Gala sketch.

Everyone except Feng Kui and Wang Yong was stunned.

Zhang Heming holds the stool high in his hand, neither smashing nor putting.

He was very bent in his heart: Why did he fall down before I started? Touch China! Good touch!

The rest of the crew were furious.

Even if Zhang Heming scolded, he even beat director Feng in front of so many people in the program group! Is it true that there's no one on "good sir"?

"Zhang Heming, I'll beat you to death The camera elder brother has the most violent temper and pours on him when he roars.

Zhang Heming's face turned pale with fright and could not help retreating.

"Brother Xu, don't be impulsive! If you hit him, we'll lose our sense! Let's go to the director. If we can't, we'll solve it by legal means! Looking at director Feng, he is at least moderately disabled. He has to be in prison for half his life! " Someone grabbed the cameraman and said.

Zhang Heming's face turned even whiter when he heard these words.

"I... I didn't hit him! I just wanted to scare him, but he fell down before I started. You really can't rely on me... "

Zhang Heming, like a wronged kitten, shrunk aside and said timidly.

Squatting on the ground, Wang Yong stood up with a hula: "criminals never admit their crimes! Of course, you said you didn't fight, but we have more than ten eyes in this room. It's clear that director Feng was beaten by you! Smile, call the police directly! Let the police tune the video and do the injury identification! "

"Good!" Smile promised, touch the mobile phone.

Zhang Heming was frightened. He suddenly wondered if he had accidentally met Feng Kui. If not, why did Wang Yong swear to get surveillance video?

"No, we must not let the police come to the door!" Zhang Heming made a quick decision in his heart.

"Lao Feng, Lao Feng, I didn't mean to. Sorry, I apologize to you! Let's go to the hospital first if we call the police or not. " Zhang Heming lowered his lower airway.

Feng Kui kept on talking to Zhang Heming.

Zhang Heming saw that he had no choice but to look at Wang Yong for help: "Mr. Wang, you also help me to persuade. I really didn't mean it! I'll cover all the medical expenses, and I'll pay the industrial injury compensation. As long as you don't call the police and tell the leaders in the station. How about that? "

"Isn't that good? A lot of money! I can't get down to 200000. " Wang Yong smashed his mouth and answered.

Zhang Heming's feet softened when he heard the number. But thinking of the possible consequences, he bit his teeth and said, "OK! Two hundred thousand! I'll give it to you