Yin Jian didn't cry.

He is answering the phone.

"Thank you for your concern. I'm actually fine."

"OK, OK, I won't be affected by the other party's provocation. We will continue to work hard, yes."

Yin Jian put down his cell phone, looked up silently and looked at the air.

This is a call from Luo Yu, director of the program department. The tone was not too harsh, and conveyed the encouragement and comfort of the leaders of the station to the program group.

Director Luo also said that the stage will continue to invest more resources and make this is hot dance turn against the wind!

At the same time, in the face of Fang Xiaole's provocative behavior of bringing people to smash the field, Luo Yu warned Yin Jian that this matter will be handled on the stage, so that he must not be trapped, lose his attitude in front of the media and lose yunhaitai's face.

In the past, director Luo would have called Yin Jian to the office and told him about these important things in person, but today, the leader just called.

What does that mean?

Yin Jian's face was gloomy for a long time and sighed slightly.

If you can't turn the situation around in the next two issues, the resources in that station may be inclined to other programs.

And I'm afraid my future in yunhaitai will come to an end.

After all, this is the hot dance is a program that has spent a lot of resources on the stage. It's not too much to say that it has completed its work in one battle.

If you lose so badly like this, yunhaitai may not even be qualified to compete with apple this year.

damn it!

I haven't lost yet!

Who says I Yin Jian must be inferior to Fang Xiaole?!

I want to turn over in a desperate situation!

Yin Jian stood up and walked out of the office with firm eyes.

"Yin Dao?"

"Yin Dao."

The headless program team staff outside stood up and looked at Yin Jian.

"Don't lose heart. It's only the third phase now. We still have a lot of opportunities."

Yin Jianhuan looked around with a sonorous voice:

"Now many people say that Yin Jian is not as good as Fang Xiaole, but I don't believe it! My life is not my day. I have not made the money to explode the money. We has the final say.

Now people are calling. What we can do is to do our own programs well and respond to each other's provocations with the quality of the program group! "

Zhou Li clenched his fist and shouted, "director Yin is right, my life is up to me, not heaven!"

Encouraged by Yin Jian's speech, the staff waved their fists and shouted in unison:

"My life is mine, not heaven!"

At this time, Zhou Li received a call. The program guests had arrived at Yunding mountain and were waiting to record the next program.

This program was recorded at Yunding mountain, not far from Yunhai station.

Yin Jian was also aware of the serious routine of this kind of competitive performance variety show, which is easy to make the audience aesthetic fatigue, but he had no better creativity and had to make some changes from the recording venue.

Yunding mountain is one of the most famous scenic spots in Yunhai city. It is famous for its beautiful mountains and hundreds of waterfalls.

Yin Jian plans to arrange the stage of this phase under "feiliuquan waterfall", one of the three waterfalls in Yunding mountain, so that guests can perform hot dance under the scenic waterfall, which will be another attraction.

And it's absolutely new. It's sure to get the audience back from Fang Xiaole!

The location group went to Yunding mountain to decorate the venue this morning. At the same time, in order to let the guests get familiar with it in advance, the program group also sent a car to send the guests to Yunding mountain.

At this time, the venue and guests were in place. According to the original plan, the program group and guests had a simple "broken six celebration banquet" at the hotel on Yundingshan at noon, and began to record the program in the afternoon.

But now the situation has changed. The "broken six celebration banquet" can only become an ordinary working meal, but the recording plan will not change.

Yin Jian waved his hand: "go, record the program!"

"Good!"

The program team went out of the yunhaitai office building, and the director team's car was parked in the outdoor parking lot downstairs,

Yin Jian, Saturday and several other deputy directors had just left the gate. Before they got on the bus, they were surrounded by a group of entertainment reporters who had already guarded the gate.

"Director Yin, do you know that the program group of" let's fall in love "came to Yunhai to record? What do you think? "

"Director Yin, do you think Fang Xiaole was intentional?"

"Some people say that Fang Xiaole is deceiving others too much. How are you going to respond, director yin?"

Yin Jian was suddenly surrounded by a group of people. A pile of long guns and short guns reached his mouth. He was stunned.

My Gan!

Why are these journalists blocking me?

I'm just an ordinary victim. What do you mean by not questioning the perpetrator and sprinkling salt on the victim's wound?

Yin Jian suddenly felt that his blood pressure was a little elevated.

"Let's go, let's go. We're just behind the scenes. What news do you want? We should interview guests."

Zhou Li extricates himself from the siege.

"Don't worry, we already have colleagues going to Yunding mountain. The opposite line of director Yin and director Fang is the same big news."

A reporter said with a smile.

Zhou Li was speechless for a moment and was about to ask the deputy directors nearby to stop these guys together. Suddenly, a beautiful and lovely reporter's little sister put her recording pen in front of Yin Jian and asked in a sweet voice:

"Yin Dao, what's it like to be pressed on the ground and rubbed, and then hit the high ground? Can you share it with you?"

Yan Jian turned his head and stared at her with cold eyes. The little sister was startled, and the recording pen in her hand almost fell to the ground.

Other reporters also subconsciously took a step back, thinking that Yin Dao was not going to be angry, right?

"I'm actually OK. I don't feel much. Ha ha, ha ha, Wu..."

Yin Jian's tone was calm. He even grinned at the corners of his mouth, but his laughter was a little reluctant. After a few smiles, the corners of his eyes seemed to be wet, and his laughter became a little sobbing.

There was a sudden silence around.

Why is Yin Dao's expression and voice a little strange?

Just as the reporters were stunned, Zhou Li and other deputy directors pushed the reporters away, helped Yin Jian out of the siege and got on the car of the director group.

After getting on the bus, Yin Jian suddenly said to the deputy directors behind him, "you take other cars."

Then he said to the driver, "you go down, too. I'll drive by myself."

"OK, director Yin." The driver was baffled, but he got out of the car immediately.

Zhou Li and others stood in place and watched Yin Jian drive away alone.

"Director Zhou, what happened to director yin?"

A man asked Zhou Li.

"I don't know. I probably want to think about the details of the program alone."

Zhou Li reluctantly smiled.

Ten minutes later, Yin Jian turned into a ramp and stopped at the roadside.

He lay on the steering wheel, his shoulders trembling and wronged like a child:

"Woo woo, too much! Don't take such a bully, Fang Xiaole, I'm not finished with you, sobbing... "