My American magical life
Chapter 622 - 622 105 Choices_4

622: Chapter 105: Choices_4 622: Chapter 105: Choices_4 He and Zhao Ying were innocent, just in a pure romantic relationship, but he still felt a bit guilty sitting next to Zhao Hongjin.

At the time, he didn’t have much choice; he needed loyal people, and Zhao Ying just happened to be willing to pledge her loyalty—although her pledge was a bit special, it was still useful.

Oh, managing things is not easy, Cheng Daqi sighed.

“Daqi, I feel like this show is going to blow up.

Other variety shows are all about fabricated tears and hardships, but ‘Planting Bar’ feels so much more real.”

“Of course it’s real.

They don’t really know how to act, it’s all emotion.”

That’s for sure.

The production team really put them through the wringer, how could they not be emotional?

On the TV, a group of people heading to Qingshui Village to farm were about to set off again, but that hospitable farmer uncle never got up.

The gentleman prefers a fair match, and although the audience teased him, no one made a big deal of it, which relieved CEO Cheng—he was worried this little accident would affect the show’s reputation.

In Hua Country, there are girls in wedding dresses DJing onstage, droves of girls descending into prostitution, everything already a chaotic dance, but certain online standards are still very strict.

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After much toil and danger, traversing hills and streams, the group finally saw Qingshui Village nestled beside the bend of the river.

The Qingshui River is called a river, but its flow is not stable.

The rain in the Minnan region has been scarce recently, so its width has narrowed to just over two meters.

The group easily crossed over the mossy stone bridge and entered the village.

“This place looks so dilapidated, does anyone still live here?”

“This is Qingshui Village?”

The internet celebrities were puzzled, Yang Yuan was puzzled, and so were the viewers.

Nothing else but the fact that the village was just too dilapidated.

The decrepit stilt houses looked long uninhabited, and the old red brick houses were surprisingly the most luxurious buildings, with even a few houses made of piled-up stones looking extremely run-down.

“Go ahead and brag, just moments ago you were boasting a lot…, are you still boasting now?”

“Well, road construction is all about making money.

Three parts go into the construction and seven parts feed the dogs, yet the village remains in this broken state.”

“Seven parts, what are you thinking about!

It’s nine!”

The barrage was a bit reactive, CEO Cheng stroked his stubble and pondered.

In the future, when playing the game of holding back before revealing, he still needed to be skillful and consider the majority.

“Did Qingshui Village relocate to another place?”

Zhao Hongjin actually guessed the truth.

“Yes, but that’s not what I’m thinking about.

Shanhaiguan needs professional variety show data analysts.

A show that’s too grounded can be criticized as brainless, and one that’s a bit challenging can make viewers feel tired.

There is an optimum balance point somewhere in there, but no data can pinpoint it because the standards for content creation are vague.

From this point of view, the domestic variety shows mainly focusing on promoting couples and stirring up conflicts is actually the best solution.

They may not guarantee excitement, but they are sufficiently mediocre, the kind of assembly line blandness that can satisfy viewers’ need to fill their lives.”

Zhao Hongjin understood what CEO Cheng was trying to convey, and she chose to speak up in disagreement.

“Daqi, don’t tell me you want to make a mediocre show.”

Looking at the earnest girl with peach blossom eyes, CEO Cheng replied with a wry smile.

“I can be whimsical, but I have to be responsible for my internet celebrities and my employees, sigh.”

What CEO Cheng didn’t say was there was much more, such as Sun Dongxin’s expectations, Minnan TV’s importance, and Tiaodong Video’s support.

All of these were pressures; ‘Planting Bar’ might not need to be a hit, but it couldn’t afford to fail.

Therefore, he could only choose the most secure tactics, like CPs, competition, conflicts, and so on.

Because many participants in the show were Shanhaiguan internet celebrities, they weren’t stars, didn’t carry heavy burdens, so CEO Cheng was optimistic about ‘Planting Bar’ steadily achieving that mediocrity of success.

“But, Daqi, this is your first variety show, huh?

That man was very successful with his ‘Apprentice’ show years ago, why don’t you try letting ‘Planting Bar’ challenge itself as much as possible?”

Ah Zhao felt it would be too regrettable not to try.

Cheng Daqi stroked her smooth black hair, watching the TV screen where the shooting crew started knocking on doors for people, and spoke in a low voice.

“You’re 19 this year.

You feel like this world is full of infinite possibilities, where you can continuously challenge and try new things.

Youth is your biggest asset; it can help you bear the consequences of failure, and time will heal the scars that failure inflicts.

But the path I want to walk cannot afford a single mistake.

Every mistake diminishes the possibility of success by a lot.

My stakes are too low, Ah Zhao.”

On one side was the attempt to achieve the ideal effect as best as possible, on the other was the choice of the most risk-free normal mediocrity.

For Cheng Daqi, for Cheng Daqi at this moment, the choice isn’t difficult.

“Daqi, you’ve changed…”

“Changed for the better?”

“Ha, seeking stability isn’t wrong, maybe my ideas are too naive.

The company’s management isn’t just about you; you have to consider many factors, I understand you.”

“Then why do you say that I’ve changed?”

“Hehe, Mr.

Cheng, forgive me.”

“Stop being coquettish, when you act coquettish, I go all soft, stop it.”

“Hahaha, come on, this beef jerky is very tough, eat more of it.”

CEO Cheng suddenly became serious.

“No need, I can be very tough, too.

Call me the strong stone, standing alone on the high hills, battling the piercing cold winds, I’m very tough!”

“Brother, we’re on a date, not making vows, you’re too serious.”

“You’re like the white rain clouds in the sky, bringing me the nourishing raindrops, Ah Zhao…”

Being cued, Zhao Hongjin blinked her eyes and looked at Cheng Daqi approaching her, stuttering.