Chapter 74 - The Awardee’s Name has been Messed Up! (2/2)
There was an item in the inventory that had not been used!
Zhang Ye suddenly thought of it. He opened the game inventory and indeed, there was a s.h.i.+ny little thing inside. Lucky Bread! This was something that he had received a few days ago. He had eaten the Fruits of Charm that he had received from the Additional Stakes right there on the spot, so he had nearly forgotten about this item!
Let's try it out!
Let's try it as a last resort to save a hopeless situation!
The Silver Microphone Award was about to be announced soon, so Zhang Ye had no other choice. He could only bet on this!
He took out the Lucky Bread from his inventory. Holding an Ice World mineral water in his hand, which was a famous mineral water brand of this world, he pretended to drink the water, but was actually secretly eating the Lucky Bread. People could not see the items obtained from the game ring's Lottery, but people could still see Zhang Ye's actions. If he were to stuff thin air into his mouth and even chew, people would think he was crazy, so he had to have some cover up actions. Gulp. The last mouthful of bread was finished!
Lucky Bread in Effect!
Player's Luck state Increased!
Countdown of five minutes begins!
At the same moment.
In the back, resting area three, inside the hall.
There were five staff arranging the trophies and certificates to be awarded today. Yesterday, the results were actually decided, so the certificates and trophies were quickly produced. There were Golden Microphones and Silver Microphones. They were all placed on a table. The door was locked. It was a strictly confidential process. However, although it was so to speak, confidential, this sort of thing was impossible to keep a secret. Anyone in the industry would be able to understand who would win or lose. Furthermore, it wasn't the election of a President, so it was not that strict.
”Name - Liu Feng.”
”Over here.”
”Alright, place it in front. The certificate has to correspond to it. Don't mess up.”
”Don't worry. It can't go wrong.”
”Zhāng Yě, this is one of the winners of the Silver Microphone. Take it in front and send it over in a while.”
”Alright, it's ready.”
But just as the few staff were arranging the order according to the name list, without any forewarning, a female employee accidentally knocked into a certificate. Pa Da, the certificate flipped, pus.h.i.+ng down a mineral water bottle that was mysteriously placed on the table. The cap covered the top, but it was not tightly sealed, so momentarily, water spilled onto that certificate. It was all very sudden!
”Ah ya!” The female employee hurriedly wiped the certificate with her sleeve.
”Don't rub it!” An old comrade beside cautioned, but it was too late.
With this rub, the paper on the certificate turned into a mess. The words could no longer be read.
A youth quickly came over to help, quickly wiping the water off the table and onto the ground, so as to not to affect the other certificates. However, the floor was made of glazed tiles, so with water it became very slippery. The youth nearly slipped, but although he did not crash to the ground, he had still pressed on the table with his hand to stabilize himself, and thus he had touched the corresponding trophy to that certificate. The trophy crashed to the ground amidst their panicking eyes!
The trophy shattered!
The Silver Microphone Award trophy was different in quality compared to the Golden Microphone Award. It may be a Silver Microphone Award, but it was actually made of something similar to crystal. It was in the shape of a microphone. And since the toughness of crystal was not that much stronger than gla.s.s, it ended up shattering. Even its real mother wouldn't recognize it!
”Ah!”
”Bad, bad!”
”What are you doing!? How can you be so careless?”
”Sorry, sorry. I didn't know that it would turn into such a mess!”
Everyone began running helter-skelter. After that mishap, there was no other way, as there was such a huge mess!
”Uncle Ping, what do we do? There's still another hour before the Silver Microphone will be awarded!” The female employee was worried. She had never expected that they would screw up such a simple job!
The Silver Microphone Awards were what was first awarded in the morning. As it was not a live broadcast, it was considered a warm up for the Golden Microphone Awards. Only after the Silver Microphone Awards were given out would the Golden Microphone Awards be broadcast live on television. There was indeed not much time left. There was no way the Silver Microphone Awards would be placed after the Golden Microphone Awards, as there had never been such a precedent!
The oldest employee gritted his teeth, ”Don't panic. We can still make it in time. The certificate is easy. We still have blank, ready-made certificates. Just filling it in would do. The judges would definitely have an official seal on their side. Little Chen, go get the seal from the judges. Little w.a.n.g, I'll give you a task. Immediately call Yi Xuan. The trophies were produced by his company. I'm sure they still have backup Silver Microphone Award trophies. The name is blank, so get them to engrave the name ‘Zhāng Yě’ on it as soon as possible. Go get it yourself. Do it as soon as possible!”
”Alright!”
”Understood!”
The two of them went out. One of them made a phone call, while the other made the certificate.
The female employee first got Yi Xuan's number and hurriedly called, ”h.e.l.lo, this is the Beijing Television Station...Yes, we have a situation here. Can I ask if there is still a Silver Microphone Award trophy...There is? That's great, that's great. Please help us make the name again. One of them was shattered...Yes...Thank you very much. Please do it quickly, or it will not be in time... Alright... The name? The name is Zhang...” Being in a hurry, she had forgotten the name that the old comrade had told her as she said into the phone, ”Hold on!”
The youth had already taken out a certificate and was about to fill it in.
The female employee immediately asked, ”Little Chen, what's that person's name?”
”Uh, the unit is the Beijing Radio Station, I think it's Zhang.. Yě?” The youth was also not certain and did not feel comfortable asking Uncle Ping again, for fear of being reprimanded. Hence, he quickly searched for the nomination list on his phone. ”Oh, I found it. Beijing Radio Station, it's this; his name is Zhang Ye!”
”Which Ye?”
”Take a look for yourself.”
”Alright, I've written it down.”
The p.r.o.nunciation of Zhang Ye and Zhāng Yě was about the same. They were both ”Ye”, just that there was a slightly different tone.
The youth used a pen and wrote down the name from the internet.
The female employee also told the trophy makers, ”It's Zhang Ye (张烨)... It’s written with a 火 and a 华. His unit is the Beijing Radio Station!”
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