The whole room was filled with white smoke and the air was filled with the smell of nicotine.

However, no one in the room cared about these things. Some were silent, some were serious, and some were anxious, staying in their seats smoking. Even Wei Yang was no exception.

He leaned back on the sofa, smoking a Zhonghua cigarette in his hand from time to time. His eyes seemed to be empty and his mind was wandering, but the fingers of his left hand that kept tapping lightly on the sofa proved that Wei Yang's mood at the moment was not as calm as he appeared.

“It’s coming out. It’s coming out.”

A loud shout broke the silent atmosphere and Sun Wei rushed into the meeting room holding a folder.

"The ratings for the first three days are out."

Xia Cong grabbed the document without hesitation, glanced at it quickly, and reported the data loudly.

"The current average regional ratings are 4.2, the highest single-episode ratings are 6.1, and the average regional market share is 26%. In the first three days of its broadcast, the ratings in the province during the same period ranked fifth, third, and second..."

Xia Cong's voice became louder and louder, and at the end he even laughed out loud, and the others also smiled brightly.

Only Director Zheng, who didn't know much about this, was still a little confused, so Wei Yang explained it to him.

"In a nutshell, if the show becomes popular, you will make money."

Judging from the current ratings of "The Best of Us", there should be no obstacles to its broadcast on satellite TV.

It's hard to say how much Xia Cong can earn, without considering factors such as exclusive broadcasting and network broadcasting. Wei Yang feels that there is still a good chance of getting a price of 300,000 to 500,000 per episode. It depends on Xia Cong's ability.

However, the cost of producing "The Best of Us" is only around 5 million. Even at the lowest cost of 300,000 per episode, 24 episodes would still cost 7.2 million.

And this is just the first round. The second and third rounds plus other income, etc., will add up to at least a small eight-digit figure.

Wei Yang did the math and found himself depressed.

Mr. Zheng played with women and drank alcohol without worrying about anything. He earned at least several million. He worked himself to death and worked several jobs, but in the end he earned only a small amount.

Of course, Wei Yang also understood that the accounts were not calculated in that way. Without the 5 million paid by President Zheng, everything else was just empty talk.

Director Zheng had no idea of ​​Wei Yang's complaints. When he learned that the company had a good start and was expected to make millions, he was very happy and waved his hand.

"Call the restaurant, get the abalone and lobster, book a nightclub box, go sing K after dinner, drink as much as you want, two girls for each person, I'll pay the bill..."

Wei Yang's depression was instantly cleared away. After all, Director Zheng ate the meat and gave his brothers some soup. Some bosses would not even give you the bones.

…

After the cheers, Xia Cong distributed more detailed information to everyone for circulation, and Wei Yang also learned about the premiere events over the past few days.

At present, the statistical methods for satellite TV ratings are relatively mature, the data are relatively accurate, and the time is fast.

However, local stations are a little worse in this regard, mainly because they do not have as many statistical resources, the competitive pressure is limited, and the pursuit of data is not so urgent.

Therefore, Blue Whale did not receive data feedback from the Shanghai Film and Television Channel for the first three days of the premiere of "The Best of Us" until the fifth day.

The performance of "The Best of Us" was better than anyone expected.

Including Wei Yang, he was actually anxious in his heart, wondering whether this kind of campus youth theme would be recognized by the audience at that time.

But the facts have proved that this kind of sweet campus drama with a certain sense of reality is still very popular, especially among middle school students and young people, where it has a very good impact.

According to in-depth interviews and statistics conducted by the Shanghai Film and Television Channel, this drama is currently sweeping the middle and high school students in the Shanghai area, and its popularity can almost be said to be unparalleled.

[Among a hundred middle school students, almost half know the existence of this drama. On average, one out of ten girls likes Lu Xinghe or Yu Huai…]

This is a review sent by the Shanghai Film and Television Channel. It may be a bit exaggerated, but it may also give us a glimpse of the popularity of "The Best of Us" among students in the Shanghai area.

"Haha, Xiao Wei, you're famous now, you have to treat me."

Liu Junjie also saw this comment and couldn't help but teasing Wei Yang.

How come he didn't notice it at all? Shouldn't he be recognized even when he went to buy groceries? He ate at the restaurant at the entrance of the community every day, and the boss never failed to ask him for a penny.

"It's only been a few days, and it hasn't fully fermented yet. Boy, enjoy your last peaceful life..."

Before Liu Junjie finished speaking, Wei Yang's cell phone rang. When he answered it, he heard a young female voice.

"Hello, are you Wei Yang, the actor in The Best of Us?"

"It's me."

"Great, I'm a reporter from the Oriental Morning Post. I'm sorry to bother you. We have been searching through many channels before we finally found you. I would like to ask if you have time recently to accept our interview."

Liu Junjie winked at him, Wei Yang made an appointment with the reporter, put down the phone and smiled.

"Okay, I won't let Director Zheng snatch it today. I'll treat you all to a meal in two days to thank you for your support and help."

"Xiao Wei is so open-minded."

Sun Wei laughed and patted Wei Yang. Director Zheng called everyone to go out and celebrate. Only Liu Junjie and Xia Cong looked at Wei Yang thoughtfully.

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Wei Yang was also thoughtful. What Liu Junjie and the reporter said just now made him realize that he should find an agent.

…

Nightclub, box

"Seize every minute of life, go all out to realize our dreams, how can we see the rainbow without going through the storm

No one succeeds easily ..."

Wei Yang and Director Zheng were arm in arm, singing Zhou Huajian's "True Hero" with deep affection.

Accompanying a sponsor is also a delicate job! Wei Yang is good at drinking, but he can't always catch Lao Zheng to drink to death. No matter how high his emotional intelligence is, he will get tired of saying nice things, so he has to cater to his preferences.

Mr. Zheng often takes a group of people to sing KTV. He is not only thinking about the girls in the nightclub, but he also really likes singing.

So Wei Yang took some time to practice the songs of Zhou Huajian, Daolang, Han Sanlei and others, and would sing along with Director Zheng from time to time.

He can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk and every word of flattery is on point.

The singing was in perfect harmony and the joy was doubled.

Director Zheng now treats Wei Yang as a close friend, and his attitude is even closer than Xia Cong and Sun Wei. Even Shen Tiantian becomes jealous of Wei Yang occasionally.

"I can't do it anymore. I can't do it anymore. You have really good stamina. Let Brother Sun sing two songs with you while I take a rest."

After singing a song, Wei Yang kept saying he was tired, and with Sun Wei's grateful eyes as he took over, he sat back on the sofa to rest.

The girl with a slender waist who had just ordered came close to him and said in a coquettish voice: "Boss, let's have a drink."

Wei Yang is very satisfied with the service attitude of the current venue, unlike some of the staff later who had no professional ethics at all.

I feel uncomfortable when drinking, my throat hurts when singing, and I can't touch anything. I just eat dried fruit plates, and I give you two packs of cigarettes before you leave.

"Change to beer and peel some dried fruits."

Wei Yang hugged the girl's slender waist, enjoying her feeding him, occasionally satisfying the feel of his hands, but as for taking a further step, forget it. He never had in-depth communication with girls in the nightclub.

I used to be timid and afraid of getting sick, but now my status has changed, and I can’t act rashly to avoid leaving any evidence behind.

How many male stars have fallen into this trap in their past lives? Safety comes first...

(End of this chapter)