Collection of Huaxia: Halloween Tribute to Ice Sculpture Company

"The most important thing in a person's life is of course a dream!"

"For freedom, for hobbies, for our dreams, we are willing to give everything!"

"As for these so-called Four Books and Five Classics...they are all dross. Who knows why they are still compiled into Chinese textbooks."

Wang Shaoqian snorted disdainfully, his words were full of disdain.

"Okay, I don't have the time to tell you this, and you won't understand if I tell you!"

"The band will be rehearsing in a while, let's go!"

Before Zhou Jin could speak, Wang Shaoqian snorted coldly, opened the door and left defiantly.

Seeing such a proficient appearance, it must be this is not the first time.

For a moment, the office fell into silence.

"It's the first time I came here, I made you laugh..."

I don't know how long it took before Wang Shangwu leaned back on the chair and let out a long sigh.

"It's nothing, it's normal for a child to reach the rebellious stage."

Of course, Zhou Jin couldn't open her mouth to accuse Wang Shaoqian at this time, so she could only speak dryly.

"Oh...it's all because I'm too busy and neglect to discipline him."

"That kid likes those foreign things, like Nashi Laozi's rock and roll."

"I am so obsessed with spreading Chinese culture now, partly because of him... However, it seems that it has indeed not played any role for such a long time."

Wang Shangwu shook his head helplessly and said.

"Let's not talk about these digressions. From now on, you will be the head host of Huaxia Media Culture Co., Ltd."

"I want to hear if you have any plans or ideas for the specific development direction of "Collected China" next."

Wang Shangwu straightened his expression. Although he still had mixed feelings in his heart at this time, as a company boss, he still had the most basic professional ethics.

"Hmm... I just met Mr. Ling, so I do have some new ideas."

Zhou Jin pondered for a while after hearing the words, and then spoke slowly.

The first live broadcast at the head office was scheduled for the prime time at [-] o'clock tomorrow night.

At that time, all channels of Huaxia Media Culture Co., Ltd. will push the promotional link of "Collection of Huaxia".

This is Wang Shangwu's emphasis on "The Collection of Huaxia", and he is ready to devote all the company's resources to "The Collection of China".

At eight o'clock the next night, Wang Shaoqian called a group of young people from the band to the house.

"Tonight is the live broadcast of the hippie band, so you must not miss it!"

Wang Shaoqian turned on the TV with a smile, and said to a group of friends.

"Hahaha, that's a must!"

"Speaking of which, Young Master Wang, your family is so rich, why don't you ask your father for some money and fly directly to watch the live performance?"

A young man in the band opened a can of beer and asked.

"Pull it down, just him?"

Wang Shaoqian's complexion immediately sank when he heard the words. Seeing that Wang Shaoqian's expression was wrong, the remaining young people in the band looked at each other and stopped talking.

You know, almost all the band's funds are paid by Wang Shaoqian, a rich second generation.

Otherwise, their band would have died long ago.

More importantly, their so-called band has no strength at all.The reason why it can last until now is because of Wang Shaoqian's face-to-face performances.

Thinking of this, the keyboard player took a sip of the beer in his hand full of irritability.

These so-called rock and roll teenagers actually started to form a band to engage in rock and roll after arguing with their family members, and by the way, during the rebellious period.

If you really talk about dreams, they really just play for rock and roll.

Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, Wang Shaoqian also half leaned on the sofa, eagerly waiting for the advertisement to finish.

However, after the advertisement, the screen displayed ["Collection of Huaxia" Issue [-]].

"Fuck! What's going on?"

Wang Shaoqian froze for a moment, then subconsciously cursed.

"This... seems to have changed the time?"

"I just searched the news on the official website. It should be that "Collection of Huaxia" has occupied the hippie band's channel."

The keyboard player subconsciously frowned as he looked at the message pushed on his phone.

"What a mess!"

Wang Shaoqian's face immediately changed when he heard the words, and he threw the beer in his hand directly on the ground, and he was about to turn off the TV in the next second.

"Wait, this "Collection of China" seems to be quite popular recently."

"Anyway, hippies can't watch it anymore, so just watch this."

At this time, the only girl in the band opened her mouth and said enthusiastically.

Hearing the words, Wang Shaoqian hesitated for a while but did not turn off the TV after all.

In the next second, Zhou Jin appeared on the trailer.

Who is this?

Looks like... the young man in the office yesterday?
Seeing the familiar figure, Wang Shaoqian frowned subconsciously.

Hmph, you taught me so hard yesterday, today I have to take a good look at you, how much do you weigh!

"Zhou Jin, are you ready?"

The voice of the staff came from the headset, Zhou Jin nodded upon hearing this.

Turn on the system!Enter the space-time transfer station! "

"Select a historical node!"

"During the Spring and Autumn and Warring States Periods, the Academy of Confucius!"

With the beginning of the program, what appeared on the screen was a map of the Spring and Autumn Period.In the next second, the camera flashed from top to bottom, and finally focused on an academy in the country of Lu.

"History hammers and hammers wake up the evening drum and the morning bell, and a bright light is always hanging on the forehead of the years. Like a navigation mark, a ruler, a skylight, like the accent of an unknown prophet at your Adam's apple, reaching the depths of the spring and autumn where the sage sits, the commanding height of the Kongsheng Mountain in Suicheng Be as calm as Zen."

"Monarchs and ministers, fathers and sons are different in dignity and inferiority. The lost wind turns left and right, and the handle of the wind direction always holds people's hearts tightly. Your advice for government and virtue makes the boat well versed in the bone density of water. It will also become a huge wave that changes the sky."

"Teach students according to their aptitude, and there is no discrimination. The theory of "benevolence" is a treasure. Kill the war in the cradle that is not yet full moon, and the wind is whistling.

"There are more than three thousand disciples in the place where the dust rises, and seventy-two virtuous men are mighty in all countries. Use the vowel sounds that China is best at, and solve the endless years of endless alarm bells."

As Zhou Jin's leisurely voice sounded ethereal, although the protagonist of this episode of the show did not appear on the screen at this time, the bullet screen at this time seemed to have exploded.

"I know! I know! This issue is my Confucius!"

"Three thousand disciples, 72 sages spread all over the world. For the era of wars and turmoil, Confucius definitely has the highest authority! You know, he has traveled countless times to advise and prevented countless large and small unnecessary wars , bless the people of all countries!"