Collection of Huaxia: Halloween Tribute to Ice Sculpture Company

"Then you have to cheer up!"

Qi Qi clenched her powder fist and made a gesture of cheering.

Zhou Jin turned and left.

at the same time.

The director of the department, who has been staying in the company and has not left, has a serious face. After an afternoon of deliberation, he always feels that Cao Cao is not suitable for the program setting.

10 minutes before the show starts.

He entered Wang Shangwu's office and said bluntly, "Mr. Wang, I have thought about it."

"Although Cao Cao can attract traffic, it is not very suitable for our program. I think Zhu Yuanzhang would be suitable if we can change someone. It just so happens that the character of Zhongnan Media's "Dialogue with Ancient and Modern" is Zhu Yuanzhang. Come and compete on the same stage."

"If you win, there will be a good response."

Wang Shangwu was a little dazed.

Before the army goes out, the most taboo is to change one's mind before the battle, which will greatly reduce the momentum and lose without a fight.

The director of the department is a cultural person after all, and does not understand the seriousness of every decision.

Now, with the broadcast just around the corner, he actually said these discouraging words.

If it were someone else, Wang Shangwu would have already yelled at him, telling him to go as far as he could.But facing the director of the department and the leader of the superior unit from the Cultural Affairs Bureau, he calmed down and smiled reluctantly.

"Director, everything has been prepared. If we want to change it now, it's too late. I'm afraid it won't work."

The director nodded his head.

Shaking his head, he said, "Then it's better to stop the broadcast tonight, and start the broadcast after everything is ready."

Hearing this, Wang Shanwu's face trembled a few times.

This is no less than getting cold feet and will become a joke in the industry.

Swallowing, and said a lot of earnest words, the director of the department let go, and said: "Okay, then we will wait and see Zhou Jin's performance."

The two sat in front of the computer, ready to watch the show together.

Live indoors.

Zhou Jin smiled and faced the camera.

"Everything is ready, countdown, ten, nine... two, one, start!"

"Hello, audience friends, I'm Zhou Jin."

In just a moment, a large number of spectators poured in.

"At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the imperial court was in chaos, the eunuchs were in chaos, the fish and meat people were devastated, and the great Han Rivers and Mountains were devastated by the wind and rain. People with lofty ideals raised their flags to revolt one after another, and the whole world fell into war."

"Cao Cao was ambitious when he was young, and he entered the imperial court to take revenge. He was disheartened and powerless to see the absurd, corrupt court. So far, the Han Dynasty has survived in name only, and the world has become a situation where the heroes are divided."

"Cao Cao relied on his superb military methods and extraordinary courage to eliminate Lu Bu, Yuan Shao and others, aspire to the Central Plains, and leave a strong mark in the history books. He is a well-deserved generation of heroes."

"To mention a word of voice, Cao Cao loves women and talents the most."

There was a commotion in the live broadcast room.

"Haha, the anchor made me laugh so hard, it's a little expert."

"The words are rough and the rationale is not rough. Cao Cao is indeed such a person, otherwise he would not have left a famous saying through the ages: I only love wives."

"Unexpectedly, I have the appearance of a hero, and I am also a wife..."

"Men are all playboys and salty pig's feet, hum!"

Zhou Jin coughed, straightened her face, and said, "Following the camera, let's go and see the war-torn years together."

The screen is briefly dark.

AD 180.

The world is vying for hegemony, the Eastern Han Dynasty is divided into thirteen continents, each has a powerful structure, the forces of all sides fight each other, the people are dying, the sky is always gray, the scorched earth is thousands of miles away, the whole world seems to be coated with a layer of black and white filter .

It was nearly July.

Natural disasters occur frequently, and there may have been heavy rain yesterday, and floods broke out, destroying crops and crops.Today the sun may be so hot that the farmland is dry without a trace of moisture, and the people are naturally miserable.

A series of human tragedies were caused.

Hunger and death all over the wild, violent death in the wild, ghosts crying and wolves howling, changing children to eat, mourning and crying ghosts and gods, like a horrible picture of hell.

on the screen.

Everyone was starved to the point of skin and bones, with hatred for life in their eyes, and the sounds of war from time to time added to the atmosphere at that time.

In a large pot, the broth was boiled up and down.

A woman stood beside her, covering her face and weeping.

The man stood aside, with a ruthless expression on his face, and said, "Why are you crying, as long as there is another one..."

The studio was extremely silent.

Even Zhou Jin stopped talking.

Inside the office.

Seeing the bloody scene, Director Si was very angry and slapped the table heavily.

"What is Zhou Jin doing? Isn't it promoting positive energy? What are you doing broadcasting these pictures? And Cao Cao, the character in this issue, why hasn't he appeared?"

Wang Shangwu was also puzzled.

Zhou Jin didn't broadcast programs like this before, so why did she change the format today.

But he was not in a hurry, and instead believed in Zhou Jin.

The screen turns.

In the city of Luoyang, singing and dancing was in full swing, dignitaries and dignitaries wore gorgeous robes, and there were sumptuous dishes on the wine table, but only a few chopsticks were touched, most of which were left.Showgirls in scantily-clad clothes wander among the voluptuous.

Showing a charming smile from time to time, exuding a corrupt breath.

In contrast to the two, the subjugation of the Eastern Han Dynasty was not wronged.

only.

All this was seen by the director of the department, which aroused his anger even more.

"This, this... is not raising the hatred. Mr. Wang, immediately notify Zhou Jin to adjust, the content of the program has deviated."

Wang Shangwu nodded his head lightly.

In the headset.

"Xiao Zhou, the director is very angry now, what the hell are you doing?"

Zhou Jin smiled faintly, and responded: "The good show is yet to come, this is just the opening song, wait a minute."

210 AD.

Fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, smoke from cooking.

In autumn, the sun hangs high in the sky, emitting a warm light, shining on the land of Wei State.

In the farmland, the mature rice, with golden ears, looks fuller and fuller under the sunshine.A gentle breeze blew by, and the ears of wheat swayed like a wave, revealing a majestic middle-aged man.

Zhou Jin walked over against the sun.

Seeing the middle-aged man, he gave a salute and said, "I pay my respects to King Wei."

Cao Cao was taken aback. No one knew he came out today. He didn't even bring a follower. He deliberately came to the field to observe the rice harvest.Turning around, she stared at Zhou Jin suspiciously.

With a straight face and brows, he exudes a fierce aura.

"Your Majesty cares about people's livelihood and is sympathetic to people's sentiments. This year is a bumper harvest year. I think Your Majesty must be very happy."

heard.

Cao Cao was stunned for a moment, and then laughed heartily.

"Everyone says I'm cruel and ruthless, but you are the only one who understands my heart."

For a moment, he forgot to ask Zhou Jin's identity.

And Zhou Jin was not in a hurry, and stood opposite Cao Cao, chatting with Cao Cao from his youth to his later years.

"You, who are you, and why do you know so much about my past?"

There are some things that even Cao Cao almost forgets.

But Zhou Jin said everything in detail, as if he had experienced it himself.