Chapter 144 - A Fan is Diagnosed with a Terminal Illness! (2/2)
The number of people who joined Zhang Ye’s Tieba page was less than 3,000 people.
This result was even after Zhang Ye promoted it on Weibo, and ZhangYeNumber1Fan promoted it along with others fans. No matter what, while Zhang Ye’s fame was at best pa.s.sable in Beijing, he was still nothing in the other provinces. He had just debuted and did not have any foundation or influential works. Naturally, his fan numbers were lacking. However, it was alright. Zhang Ye was confident that his fan numbers would increase with time. This was just the beginning. Everything needed a gradual process. There was no reaching the sky in a single step.
Inside Tieba.
Zhang Ye interacted with everyone and began chatting about anything under the sun.
Suddenly, someone said, “Eh, why isn’t Number1 here today? Teacher Zhang has already appeared. Shouldn’t Number1 always be the first to reply?”
“Maybe he’s sleeping?”
“Recently Number1’s online time isn’t very stable.”
“Could it be due to work?”
“She isn’t feeling well. She went to the hospital today.”
“Ah? She? Number1 is a female?”
“The brother on post #5, you know Number1?”
“Yes, I’m her middle school cla.s.smate. Recently, she has been lacking in energy. She even called me a while ago, saying that she would go to the hospital. I have no idea what the results are. Maybe she’s suffering from fatigue with work.”
Zhang Ye felt bad seeing this. He thought Yang Lian had fallen sick because of busying herself for him. Yesterday, she had said that she was tired all the time, as she felt unwell. Hence, Zhang Ye gave Yang Lian a phone call. Ring, ring, ring. No one picked up, despite it ringing more than ten times.
Zhang Ye also had nothing else to say. He went to bed.
The next day.
Once again, he was caught up with work.
And the results for “Lecture Room” was building its foundation by the day!
Wednesday. It was the first day “Zhang Ye’s a.n.a.lysis of the Three Kingdoms” was broadcast on a weekday. Although there was an inevitable drop in its rating, its reception was still very good!
Wednesday’s rating: 5.08%
Thursday’s rating: 4.99%.
Friday’s rating: 5.11%.
When it was the sixth and seventh episode, which were broadcast over the weekend, the ratings once again jumped up, while everyone was resting. It respectively hit 8.09% and 8.12%!
With the ratings stabilized, and with a tiny growth in numbers, everything was a given. There was nothing stopping the ratings legend that was “Lecture Room”. Amongst all the similar historical and educational programs in the same period, “Lecture Room” crushed its compet.i.tors. And even when counting the number of people tuning in, the Jins.h.i.+ satellite television station’s historical segment paled in comparison to “Lecture Room”‘s numbers!
The program was hot. There were all sorts of discussions regarding “Lecture Room” on the internet. The number of clicks on the online video broke a million views for every episode. Many people either wanted more or felt that they had missed something after watching the television broadcast, so they would watch it on the internet another time or two. Few people watched “Lecture Room” as a form of entertainment, but rather, they watched it as a form of culture. Most watched it with the hopes of learning.
Naturally, Zhang Ye’s name as the main lecturer was mentioned again and again. He was becoming more and more recognized by the day. His career was developing very well!
However, on this day.
Zhang Ye had finished recording a few episodes yesterday, so the Leader gave him a day off. He switched on the computer after eating breakfast and checked his Tieba. Immediately, there was grievous news!
“Where’s Number1?”
“Right, where’s the moderator?”
“This is our fan club’s leader. Why isn’t she here?”
“It’s already been five to six days, right? Why haven’t we seen her?”
Then, a post was made. The poster was the self-proclaimed middle school cla.s.smate of ZhangYeNumber1Fan, “Number1 has fallen really ill! These few days, I could not get in touch with her over the phone. In the beginning, she did not pick it up, but later, her phone was just switched off. It was only last night when I contacted Yang Lian’s mother. Her mother said that.. she was hospitalized in Beijing. The hospital has already diagnosed that she suffers from myelodysplasia. I heard that it is in the initial stages of contracting leukemia and needs a bone marrow transplant urgently. However, the medical fees would be more than a million Yuan. And that’s just the minimum. Their family situation has always been average. Her parents are just workers. What.. are they to do!? I’m dying of worry!”
“What?”
“Is that true?”
“Leukemia? How’s that possible!?”
The cla.s.smate of Yang Lian said anxiously, “Which of you are in Beijing? Who can help me visit Yang Lian? I do not know the situation at all. I’m worried that something will happen to her! Yang Lian was very compet.i.tive in school! To get such a terminal illness… I really do not know what she… I beg of you. Please visit her for me!”
“Who’s in Beijing?”
“Is there anyone?”
“Everyone, help out!”
“Right, let’s see what her situation is like. If it’s bad, we can begin a round of donations!”
Zhang Ye’s expression changed and he immediately replied, “Give me the address to the hospital!”
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