Collection of Chinese Classics: I broadcast history live and talk to the past and present

In the city, the lights are dim and the colorful lanterns are like dragons.

The dancing lights of the night are squeezed to almost nothing in this era of universal celebration.

In a huge square, all kinds of advertisements on the holographic screen suddenly disappeared, turning into a black screen, with the cute circles of data loading constantly rotating on it.

The originally noisy crowd suddenly paused and focused all their attention on the screen.

The big information age of data networks is condensed on computer screens, through which people can understand the world and the universe.

But at this moment, they all deleted the colorful world of information and stayed only on a dark live broadcast window.

At the Kyoto Institute of History Research, several senior professors gathered together, and a young staff member helped them adjust the computer.

There were also some other middle-aged men and women sitting in the department, looking at the old professors with respect.

""Xiao Liu, why is this computer so dark and there is nothing on it?" an old professor asked.

Liu Haiping has worked here for seven or eight years. He knows that these old professors usually have strange tempers and often argue over a historical object.

However, their research and analysis of historical issues are among the best in the entire academic community.

He smiled and said,"The live broadcast hasn't started yet, it will be soon!"

These pillars of the History Research Institute all looked impatient.

Previously, they could only see some clips of Xiao Xian's live broadcast on the Internet, but not the whole thing.

It made them feel itchy, and they didn't get a good rest these days.

The historical issues they studied were not only about restoring the world at that time, but also about the outstanding figures who represented that era.

The dialogue between Emperor Kangxi and Xiao Xian gave them a new understanding of the emperor of this era.

The scenery composition and special effects in the picture were all professionals among professionals, and these old historical researchers could not find any faults.

It was precisely because of this sophisticated scene, the professional level of the host, and the domineering aura of the old actor Emperor Kangxi that they, a group of old researchers, brought their students to watch the live broadcast history of an entertainment company in front of the TV.

Tianhua Entertainment Company, Zhang Mingyu's eyes were solemn.

He looked at the huge control display screen in front of him and slowly spoke into the microphone.

"Enter the countdown, five, four, three, two, one……"

"All channels are connected and current data is reported!"

"The No. 1 connection channel is normal, with 2.3 million people online+…"

"Connection channel No. 2 is normal, with 3.6 million people online+…"

"Connection channel No. 3 is normal, with 1.96 million people online+…"

"Number Four……"

"Number Five……"

………

"The connection channel No. 16 is normal, with 8.9 million people online+……"

Zhang Mingyu said:"Connect to the main channel, connect the screen, and start live broadcast!"

"clear!"

""I understand!"

In the picture, there is still a beam of light in the darkness, slowly expanding and becoming a golden road.

It is still that back figure, full of charm and uprightness, walking slowly, and there is music, sheng, xiao, jade xun, ancient chimes, and waves of sound, endless.

"The history in the classics blows away the dust of thousands of years ago!"

Xiao Xian's magnetic voice came slowly, accompanied by ancient music, making people's scalps explode!

"Damn, I have goosebumps all over the floor and I’m numb!"

"I was going crazy. I was paying attention to when the broadcast would start, but I didn't notice that all the live broadcasts on the Tianhua app had stopped. Only one live broadcast window was left, which was Brother Xian's!"

"I told my roommate about this and he didn't believe it. Now he's washing my socks.……"

"My brother Xian is awesome!!"

"Which history will be broadcast live this time? I am looking forward to it.……"

Xiao Xian had no idea about the comments in the barrage. He walked slowly on the golden road, the sound of his leather shoes tapping rhythmically, and the pace in the picture seemed to be deliberately slowed down.

There were lines of historical text circling around him, and he turned to look at the camera.

"The nine provinces of China, the ancestral bloodline exists from heaven, the vast land of China, the songs will never be abandoned!"

"Hello everyone, I am Xiao Xian!"

"Today, I will continue to lead you through the long river of history, capture time, and have a heart-to-heart talk with the emperor who once unified China."

"Unifying China? It couldn't be the First Emperor."

"Shit, this can’t be true, right?"

"Two thousand years later, is Xiao Xian going to be deified? Too bold!"

"My virtuous brother is so powerful that he can talk to the First Emperor. There is no one like him before and there will be no one like him after!!"