Collection of Huaxia: Comments on the top ten emperors at the beginning

Zhang Yangfeng, "Xiao Liu, isn't a week too hasty? Why don't I talk to the leaders above and push it to a month?"

Liu Yang: "Director, can I give you an answer tomorrow with the specific time? I have an idea for the next episode of "Collection of China", but it needs some preparations to implement this idea, and I'm not sure how much time it will take."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Zhang Taifeng narrowed his eyes into a slit, and it would give him a face to have an excellent host like Liu Yang under his command.

A "dong dong" sound happened to come from outside the office door, "Director, may I come in?"

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yangfeng seemed to think of something, and slapped his head, "Xiao Liu, I'm sorry to introduce you to someone."

Zhang Yangfeng called the person outside the door. It was a bloated man with a big belly. Liu Yang recognized him. He was Fat Brother, the technical director of the TV station, whose original name was Ning Dazhuang.

Zhang Yangfeng introduced: "Xiao Liu, this is Fatty, you should know about it?"

"Yes, of course I know..."

"You are Liu Yang, right? We have met several times before, but we haven't formally greeted you yet." Ning Dazhuang was very enthusiastic, and took a step to hold Liu Yang's hand.

Liu Yang had some impressions of Ning Dazhuang. When he first entered the TV station, he greeted him twice, but the other party ignored him. He didn't expect to be so enthusiastic today.

"Fat brother, what's the matter?"

"Liu Yang, the "Collection of China" planned by you is very good. I appreciate it very much. I would like to invite you to chat again. Are you free later?"

"My wife is waiting for me to come home..."

Although he knew that the other party had good intentions, it seemed unkind to refuse like this, but it was getting late. Liu Yang had promised his wife before getting married that he would return home before 24:[-] after get off work, so he could not break his promise.

I thought Ning Dazhuang would be angry, but unexpectedly he was quite reasonable, he patted Liu Yang on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, I heard that your wife is very strict, it seems true, so let's have a meal together at noon tomorrow? By the way, can I introduce you to some people in the industry?"

"This……"

Zhang Yangfeng looked at Liu Yang who seemed to be hesitating, so he couldn't help saying: "Xiao Liu, this is a good opportunity. Fatty is not only the technical director of our TV station, but also a director. He wants to support you, so you can go and have dinner together." Met some new friends over dinner.”

Even the director of the station said so, Liu Yang seemed to have no reason to refuse, so he agreed.

At 23:30 in the night, the moon and stars were sparse, and the soft light fell on the Xingxing Community in Yanjing.

Liu Yang walked on the quiet streets of the community, and took out his mobile phone to check the time from time to time. Fortunately, he finally got home before 24:[-], and he wondered if his wife had slept.

[Dear host, hello, I am the "Dialogue Ancient and Modern" artificial intelligence system. 】

[The corresponding rules are now promulgated for you, please be informed. 】

[Rule [-]: This system exists as a top secret, and information about the existence of this system is not allowed. 】

[Rule [-]: In the process of traveling through reality and history, the historical process must not be disturbed. 】

[Rule [-]: Do not bring any items or people from ancient times back to modern times, except for special circumstances stipulated by the system. 】

[Rule [-]: Do not carry any items from modern times that will affect the course of history. 】

Suddenly, a bunch of information flowed into Liu Yang's mind, and after he read each item by heart, doubts arose.

"Are you in the system? Can you hear my voice?" Liu Yang asked tentatively.

[Host, please speak. 】

"Are there any consequences for breaking these rules?"

[The system will automatically disappear and erase the relevant memory of the host. 】

Is it just an empty dream?

Fortunately, when he came back from Daming, many people asked Liu Yang how he started the program "Collection of China".

"System, I still have something to ask you, what should I do next time I want to talk to the ancients?"

[The host can apply to this system, and the application form is time, place and person. 】

"It's that simple? No other special operations are required?"

【unnecessary. 】

Liu Yang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. It was his first time using the "Dialogue with Ancient and Modern" system, and he was confused about how to use it, but gradually he seemed to understand it.

Ten minutes later, Liu Yang's home was in Unit 10, Building 21, Xingxing Community.

He turned the key and walked into the house, and suddenly smelled a stench of blood, so strange, so he turned on the light.

The room is brightly lit, with incandescent lights flickering, everything is as usual, but why is the bedroom door open?And why isn't Xiaoyue here?
Hong Xiaoyue, she is Liu Yang's wife. They met in college and fell in love for four years. They decided to get married in the first year after graduation. Have a good time.

He loves his wife very much. For this reason, he often does what his wife says, so colleagues and friends often call him "a strict wife".

Little do they know that he is not actually a "strict wife", but loves deeply, so he is willing to listen to the other party.

What's strange tonight is that I didn't see Xiaoyue when I came back. She would usually sit on the sofa in the living room and wait for him to come home.

Walking out to the bedroom of the house, he was shocked by the prospect in front of him. The room was messy and messy. What the hell happened!And there was a puddle of blood on the wooden floor!
The shocking scene made Liu Yang tremble with fright, and then he noticed a blank piece of paper in front of the bed cabinet.

It said on the paper: "Your wife, Hong Xiaoyue, has been kidnapped by us. If you want her back, prepare a ransom of 1000 million. Remember not to call the police, or you will tear up the ticket!"

A contact number was attached to the paper, saying that they should call this number when the ransom was ready.

Without even thinking about it, he immediately made a phone call. He was eager to know his wife's safety, but at the same time he didn't understand why this happened to his family.

Soon the phone was connected, and there was a strange voice from the opposite side. The voice seemed to be very high-pitched after software adjustment.

"Hello."

"I'm Liu Yang, do you think you kidnapped my wife?"

"You are Liu Yang, right? Are you ready for the ransom? When you are ready, come here at the place I told you."

"Wait a minute! You have to make sure my wife is okay! If something happens to her, how can I give you a ransom!"

There was a burst of ridicule from the opposite side, and then he asked Liu Yang to listen to the voice of his beloved wife.

Not long after, his wife Hong Xiaoyue answered the phone, her voice was desolate and panicked, "Is it... Liu Yang?"

"Honey, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Honey, I'm so scared. Today I was waiting for you to come home in the living room, but a group of gangs broke in. I don't know why they have the keys to our house."