Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

Xuzhou Jiangsu.

During the rare break time, a teenager got up early and opened the live broadcast room of "Collection of China".

Even if the show hadn't started yet, and the live broadcast room was still pitch black, there were already more than a million people online at the same time, waiting for the show to start.

Everyone sent chatting good morning messages on the dark screen, expressing their expectations for this program.

The young man put his mobile phone on the desk and took down a copy of "Historical Records" from the shelf beside him. Before he opened it, there was a light knock on his door.

The boy got up and went to open the door. Outside the door was the boy's father.

"dad?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the room, feeling a little nervous. He is a professor of history. He is usually busy with research and has no time to communicate with his children. It is a rare time to rest. He wants to come back and spend time with his children, but he really saw him I don't know what to say.

"Dad!" The young man spoke first, dragged the middle-aged man in, and sat on the stool.

"I'm waiting to see "Collected China", can you tell me about Xiang Yu first?" the boy asked, his eyes sparkling.

The middle-aged man was still in a daze for his son's actions, and when he heard the boy's question, his tone was a little choked up.

"Hey, let me tell you, you also read "Collector", and I will watch it with you. Can I tell you about Xiang Yu?"

The middle-aged man looked at the boy, who nodded, and then handed the "Historical Records" to his father.

In an alley in the capital of China, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl got up and went out before dawn, tidied herself up, and began to stand by the corner and hang her voice.

She is the youngest student in the opera class.

The play she wants to sing most is "Farewell My Concubine".

It was precisely because she wanted to sing this opera that she resolutely devoted herself to the opera industry without fear of hardship.

She will never forget the "Farewell My Concubine" she saw on TV with her grandma in the summer when she was 12 years old.

The overlord of Chu is domineering, and Concubine Yu is soft and firm.

She couldn't understand it at that time, she just felt that this kind of emotion and such a character made her heart ache.

From then on, she joined the opera class.

After studying for two years, she wanted to know more and more about the real Overlord of Chu and Concubine Yu of that era.

After the girl finished hanging her throat, she ate breakfast and sat in the yard, holding a mobile phone from her bosom, which was the live broadcast room of "Collection of China".

The girl hummed the lyrics of "Farewell My Concubine" and posted a barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Looking forward, the real Overlord of Chu."

Foreigners who are curious about this period of history also got out of bed early.

Make coffee and turn on your phone!

"Xiang Yu."

"Is it that epic era of war?"

"There is a movie that seems to be about this."

"I'm looking forward to it. I heard from my Chinese friends that this is a hero like Achilles and Napoleon!"

"I really hope that "Collection of China" can introduce all the historical figures in China to us!"

"It's another magnificent era!"

A large number of overseas viewers have already started discussions two hours before the broadcast of "Collection of China".

Some people want to criticize, want to re-validate their threat ideas.

But more people came here with longing for Chinese history.

Time goes by.

The hands of the clock, which kept running, finally reached the number twelve.

The screen in the live broadcast room gradually brightened.

As soon as I saw him, it was Ji Dong sitting at the desk.

He was holding a "Historical Records" with yellowed pages in his hand

Behind Ji Dong was occupied by darkness, only there was a small lamp on the desk, the small lamp could not illuminate a wide area, at most it could clearly illuminate the "Historical Records" in Ji Dong's hand.

As the camera progressed, the audience saw that Lin Yi slowly opened the next page of "Historical Records".

The next page is "Historical Records: Xiang Yu's Benji".

"The dead Qin deer walks away, and the fake Chu Huming.

Yun Yu Pei Gu, the sword stands Wucheng.

Xunkai Ludian, the potential of Dangbing.

Qingzi is innocent, but Yafu is sincere.

He first rescued Zhao Xie and finally killed Ziying.

Wang Han violated the contract, but he cared about Chu.

Often moved upstream, the minister forced the old master.

Lingbi was greatly shaken, but Cheng Gao refused for a long time.

War is not for nothing, naivety does not fight.

Sigh, Bi Gaidai, death is a fierce vertical. "

Ji Dong's voice was deep and powerful, and he felt very emotional when he recited the poem.

When the last word fell, Lin Yi stood up, and the historical record in his hand turned into a stream of light, falling into the darkness behind him.

"Historical Records" is suspended in front of the darkness, like a little sun, illuminating the darkness little by little.

"Historical Records" slowly unfolded before the darkness, and the characters in the book gradually flew out from the flipped pages, and then turned into a map in the gradually illuminated darkness.

At this time, the camera shot up suddenly, displaying the entire map on the screen.

This is a map of the troubled times at the end of Qin Dynasty.

The map appeared on the screen, and the audience sitting in front of the screen watched with bated breath, and their hearts were shocked to the extreme.

Just this opening scene already gave them goosebumps.

As the whole picture of the map was revealed, the camera shot down from top to bottom in an instant. The closer you got to the map, the original two-dimensional map gradually formed a three-dimensional arc.

Tents are gradually displayed on the screen.

The camera was fixed, a gust of wind blew, and the weeds in front of the tent were blown, and a vicissitudes of the ancient battlefield breath came from the screen.

As soon as they saw this place, some viewers who were familiar with the history of this time period immediately became popular on the barrage.

"Fuck, let me look through the historical data, this place seems to be Anyang?"

"Yes, this is Anyang. It should be the time when Zhao Guo is besieged and the king of Chu sends Song Yi as the general to rescue Zhao Guo!"

"Hiss, are you cutting in from the young Xiang Yu this time?"

brush!
At this time, the screen suddenly went black.

Then quickly cut into the tent.

The tent was a crude tent at the end of Qin, with a simple low table inside.

Facing the tent curtain was a middle-aged man wearing a toga with embroidered patterns. He looked like a scholar, but his figure looked a little fat.

Sitting on the left side of his lower head is a young man who looks somewhat similar to him, and the clothes he wears are also embroidered with patterns.

In the Qin Dynasty, clothes were only made of cloth and linen, and being able to wear commoner clothes already showed the dignity of a person, and the decoration on it showed that the person's identity was different from ordinary people.

With the help of geography and the clothes of the middle-aged man, someone in the barrage quickly recognized the person on the screen.

"It's Song Yi!"

"Before the Battle of Julu, Xiang Yu killed Song Yi and became a general! It seems that this should be that time."

"Let me see, there's still meat on Song Yi's table!"

"In such a chaotic era at the end of Qin Dynasty, there is still meat to eat. From a certain point of view, this is also a kind of luxurious enjoyment."

"Will Xiang Yu kill Song Yi next?"