And, it’s not Xiaobao!
It was the kind that was blown to pieces and turned into dumpling filling!
Whether it is the total amount of advertising investment, the statistical ratings, or the popularity on the Internet... they are all crushed.
Lu Hao directed the Spring Festival Gala for the first time and wrote all the programs himself, achieving such an achievement.
In the eyes of many people, Lu Hao can no longer be called a human being.
They are just like animals.
"@LuHao, please be a human being! How are we supposed to survive? Our station's director is furious and fuming backstage. I feel like the CCTV Spring Festival Gala is completely doomed this year! You, damn you, have single-handedly raised the bar for the entire Spring Festival Gala. How are we supposed to survive in the future?"
Suddenly a message popped up.
Lu Hao glanced at the business card. It was someone he knew before, Zhang Ye!
As Zhang Ye spoke, the crowd immediately started mocking him, with messages pouring down like a torrential downpour.
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"I cried. My boss scolded me this morning, saying that a group of people are no match for Director Lu. I told him to go and recruit Director Lu, but he immediately fell silent. I think he might want to fire me. What should I do? Wait online? It's urgent!"
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"I was watching Qiongdao TV's Spring Festival Gala replay at home and was completely amused. It was hilarious, and every performance was a masterpiece. @Zhang Ye, I really feel like CCTV's Spring Festival Gala is going to be a dud this year. After all, there's such a gem ahead. If it can't surpass that, it'll just be drowned in the online spit!"
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"Just sit back and watch the show, watch the gods fight, the front row sells melon seeds, drinks, peanuts, and small stools..."
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