Chapter 444: The Value of Good Looks Worth 1 Million Concurrent Viewers (The Alliance Leader is Ruthless)

Fan Dao had no heart to watch the program; he stared tensely at the backend data, his eyes fixed, his heart hanging in his throat.

Unlike the first two seasons, even the experienced Fan Dao couldn't say for sure if this season would work.

Although this was a "forcing a duck onto the perch" style of program, and the hospital's directors and doctors held a hidden hostility toward the production team, after editing one episode, Fan Dao believed this show could either flop miserably or achieve unprecedented success.

After all, the tastes of the audience are very hard to fathom.

Many people in the circle rack their brains trying to create a trump-card program, only to spend huge sums of money and end up with results not even as good as a makeshift troupe copying a foreign idea.

As for the finished product, even with the sample reel laid out in front of them, everyone from top to bottom has no idea what the result will be.

A few years ago, Penguin invested in a hit series, inviting many top-tier veteran actors in the country, with painstaking effort. After it was produced, the investors watched the sample reel and felt very dissatisfied, believing this show would definitely flop.

In the end, they signed a swap agreement with a neighboring platform, exchanging 50% equity with another show from the same period.

The result!

Penguin's series became a phenomenal hit, sweeping the nation for a time.

In the end, the matter of swapping 50% of the rights became a laughingstock for a time.

Fan Dao, however, had never laughed at similar things; he knew deeply that whether a show can succeed requires the right time, the right place, and the right people.

The reality show he personally created had received quite a bit of praise, barely managing to rank among the top-tier reality shows in the country.

But finding a few doctors to enter a hospital—Fan Dao didn't know if the audience would buy into this.

As the program began, Fan Dao watched the speed at which the backend data was rising, and his mind settled down quite a bit.

"Director, the data seems pretty good right now!" Fan Dao's assistant looked at the number of concurrent viewers across the entire internet, which had reached 600,000 at the very start, and the worry on their face vanished, saying happily.

Fan Dao nodded, but he did not show his joy.

600,000 concurrent viewers, it seemed okay, not particularly different from the data of the first two seasons of the reality show.

But this didn't prove much; it was possible they were just reaping the benefits of the first two seasons, with only old viewers watching.

And whether they could attract the old viewers to keep watching would depend on the content that followed.

As the program progressed step by step, the data kept climbing; Fan Dao could tell where the program was just by listening to the sounds.

700,000...

800,000...

900,000...

The number of people watching the program concurrently continued to climb, and a mountain made of data appeared steeply before them.

"Director! The data looks great! The trend so far is quite optimistic; why do I feel like this program might give us a huge surprise?" Fan Dao's assistant became more and more excited.

"Whew~~~" Fan Dao let out a long breath.

Only after the number of concurrent viewers broke through 1 million did Fan Dao finally set his mind slightly at ease.

Even if the program were to flop, at the very least, the data wouldn't look that ugly, and there should still be some reputation left for the next season.

As for breaking the mind-boggling number of 6 million concurrent viewers from the second season, Fan Dao didn't even dare to think about it.

The program continued, and to Fan Dao's surprise, the number of concurrent viewers never dropped.

Generally speaking, at the beginning of a program, some fans come in to show support; if it's good, they keep watching, and if it's not, they go watch something else.

Data fluctuation is inevitable, but from the broadcast of the first episode of the third season until now, the data had been slowly moving upward; it didn't explode all at once, but based on this resilience, it definitely couldn't be called a flop.

1.2 million...

1.3 million...

The speed of the number's growth not only didn't slow down, but it even increased slightly.

Fan Dao knew the meaning behind the numbers—very few people who came to watch the program left; the vast majority stayed.

Because the website's backend data is not public, this time the behind-the-scenes financier used their connections to pull the data, which is why Fan Dao could see it.

Otherwise, he would have known the data earlier than ordinary people, but he wouldn't have been able to see real-time data like this.

So Fan Dao also didn't know what the numbers were at this exact moment for the first and second seasons; without a comparison, he could only wait for the program to end to see the final data.

1.8 million...

2 million...

"Director, why do I feel like it will be better than the second season's data?" Fan Dao's assistant watched the concurrent viewer count climbing steadily and said in an incredulous tone.

"Isn't that good?" Fan Dao asked.

"I reckon it's the traffic brought by Ji Xiang's good looks!" Fan Dao's assistant "guessed" the truth of the matter and said, "In other reality shows, many people look at the guests, but Ji Xiang is like a trainee who just debuted; that face alone is worth 1 million concurrent viewers."

Fan Dao smiled.

The assistant was right; he still remembered when they were recording at the Airport and Ji Xiang walked out, he himself was taken aback the first time he saw Ji Xiang in person.

This was clearly a trainee; putting such striking good looks in a hospital was simply a waste of talent.

The number of concurrent viewers broke through 2 million; although it was no longer rising significantly, the data was as stable as an old dog, with no signs of sliding.

A smile appeared on Fan Dao's face, a long-lost smile.

He didn't dare to think too much, about exceeding the second season's data or igniting the domestic entertainment industry or anything like that.

Actively lowering expectations—this was what he could do and what he should do.

Waiting silently, time passed second by second, and the concurrent viewer count was incredibly stable, as if it were climbing upward slowly and tirelessly forever.

Finally, the moment the program ended, the number settled at 3.4 million.

Fan Dao was stunned.

His assistant was stunned.

Everyone on the production team was stunned.

The concurrent viewer count for the first episode of the second season, which had been a massive hit across the internet, was only 2.9 million after it finished airing; it only climbed higher later as word-of-mouth fermented, finally barely crossing the 6 million threshold.

"Director!"

"Director!"

The production crew members shouted excitedly.

The numbers exceeding expectations flooded everyone's bodies like dopamine, detonating their excitement.

No one had ever imagined that the third season, which had been forced upon them, could rise so abruptly, with the number of concurrent viewers for the first episode directly surpassing the hit second season.

"Not bad." Fan Dao suppressed the excitement in his heart and tried to speak in a calm tone, "Everyone, keep up the good work for the second episode in three days!"

"Keep it up!"

"Keep it up!"

Everyone was in high Spirit, and everyone was prepared to go all out, sweeping away the previous low mood and atmosphere.

But Fan Dao knew that the first episode was just a stroke of luck, and whether there could be a refreshing gimmick for what followed was what mattered most.

He hesitated for a long time, but did not make the call.

"Director, are you thinking of contacting Doctor Ji Xiang?" His assistant was understanding and guessed Fan Dao's thoughts.

"Mm." Fan Dao nodded, but then immediately shook his head, "I won't contact him; let's leave it to fate."

(End of this chapter)