Downstairs.
He drove his BMW and left the district.
On the way, Zhang Ye gave Zhang Yuanqi a call. "We're sorry, but the number you are trying to reach is currently unavailable." Despite making a few calls, it did not connect.
Out of options, Zhang Ye gave Zhang Yuanqi's manager, Fang Weihong, a ring.
Du Du.
It was connected after two rings.
"Sister Fang, it's me." Zhang Ye said.
"Little Zhang, is there something you need me for?" Fang Weihong's side sounded chaotic. There was a lot of noise, so she was definitely outside.
Zhang Ye slowed his car and stopped by the roadside. "I just called Sister Zhang, but could not get through. Are you able to contact her? I'm looking for her."
Fang Weihong said, "Sister Zhang is at CCTV Broadcasting Studio 1. She went over this morning. The reception there might not be good, so you can't connect. I haven't called her. If you can't get to her on the phone, I probably won't be able to reach her either. Why? Is something wrong?"
Zhang Ye was stunned, "At the broadcasting studio? Wasn't she removed from the show?"
Fang Weihong said, "She's been removed, but still she must still put up a fight. This is the Spring Festival Gala, the biggest stage in the entire country. This gala is very important for Sister Zhang's music career. We can't just let it go. Little Zhang, I'm busy over here and it's quite chaotic. Let's talk again tomorrow, alright?"
"Alright, go mind your matters." Zhang Ye hung up.
Broadcasting Studio 1? This wasn't good. He could contact her!
Zhang Ye drove his car towards CCTV and carried on calling Zhang Yuanqi on the phone to no avail.
......
Around 7 in the morning.
The sky was still dark, but it was nearly dawn.
Zhang Ye reached CCTV and saw people coming in and out of the entrance. It was quite lively, with some people carrying hula hoops, while others were disembarking from cars, wearing all sorts of colorful outfits. They produced their work passes, or event passes and entered. There were many fans outside watching, screaming constantly.
"Chen Yi! Chen Yi!"
"Aiyah! Fifth Brother is here!"
I saw Xiaohua! Xiaohua, Xiaohua, I'm here! Please look at me!"
Very soon, the screams of the fans blocking the entrance were drowned out by firecrackers.
While sitting in his car, watching this scene, he knew it was impossible to enter without a pass. It didn't matter if he was a star. Everyone here was a big shot. Zhang Ye's face was worthless here.
What should he do?
How was he to meet Sister Zhang?
He suddenly thought of someone and as his eyes twinkled, he picked up his cellphone to call him—Tian Bin. He was Zhang Ye's former colleague from Beijing Radio Station. They had previously conflicted and nearly fought with each other. Eventually, both of them had quit and reunited after burying the hatchet. Tian Bin was now working at Central Radio Station. It was under Central TV, so he wanted to ask if Tian Bin had any idea on how to get him in.
The phone connected.
Zhang Ye hurriedly said, "Old Tian, what are you doing?"
Tian Bin smiled and said, "I'm working overtime of course."
"Why do you need to work overtime over the new year?" Zhang Ye asked.