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

The golden light gradually converged and retracted to Xiao Xian's feet. Following his steps, it came to the door that sealed history little by little.

He slowly put his hands on the heavy door, groaned slightly, and then pushed it open with force.

In an instant, a strong light appeared and covered the whole world. A huge time clock appeared in front of Xiao Xian. On the clockwise pointer, a pair of slender fingers appeared and gently moved in the opposite direction.

The sky and the earth rotated, the sun and the moon sank, the mountains and rivers retreated, and the world was constantly changing and exchanging in the long river.

In an instant, the bronze cranes in the corridor stood alone, and rows of birds and beasts lowered their heads and spread their wings, accompanied by clouds, as if they were going to travel thousands of miles.

Green pillars, purple cloud tops, heavy stone bricks, and they were arranged in a regular manner.

Time and space gradually returned to calm between the distortions. The pointer on the giant watch stopped and shattered, exploding into a brand new world.

The sky was covered with snow in the north, but between the ice and snow, the whole world seemed to be in a cauldron.

The scroll in the distance was burned by a layer of fire. Looking closely, it turned out that it was not fire, but hot blood burning the sky.

Below, the endless hard labor continued to advance with neat slogans.

Between the smoke and snow, the cold world was evaporated clean by a layer of heat.

Countless stone bricks were connected in the same place, and the barriers they built were like an ancestral dragon extending infinitely and boundless.

On a stone tower not far away, a man who stood tall and upright was standing, overlooking the picture below.

The man was wearing a black dress with two cranes embroidered on it, twelve patterns on the edges, and a six-inch crown.

The robe was very exquisite, purple and black, interdependent in the interweaving, and each other's spirit. In the

33rd year of Qin Shihuang, 214 BC, after more than 2,000 years, we got a glimpse of the unparalleled style of the First Emperor.

The background is full of flying snow, mountains and rivers, and up to the sky!

This scene is not like the mortal world, the ethereal fairyland is an endless purgatory.

The live broadcast room has 35 million people online at the same time, and the barrage is bombarding

"Damn, this is exactly the same as the First Emperor in my imagination. With this temperament and this look, he is truly the greatest emperor of all time!"

"Holy shit, I was numb as soon as I saw the picture. The background composition is simply a stroke of genius. Any special effects movie is simply terrible compared to the current picture. This is a perfect restoration!"

"Building the Great Wall? The First Emperor just fits my aesthetic taste. So cool!"

"Where is my brother Xian? ? ?"

In the conference room, Su Yunhang looked excited. Where did Xiao Xian find this old actor?

Qin Shihuang just stood there quietly, without speaking or moving. He could feel the oppression in his heart.

The oppression is so strong that it can intimidate people even through the screen!

At this time, a voice came from the earphone monitor. It was Zhang Mingyu,"Boss, are you sure you only give Xiao Xian 80 million in funding?"

Su Yunhang knew what he meant and said directly:"The entrance special effects, the prelude vocal harmony, and the Great Wall at a glance, the funding I gave may not be enough……"

At this time, he was also confused. This special effect is too expensive. The investment is too huge. I really don’t know where Xiao Xian found the special effects team. Hollywood movies don’t play like this.

"I always feel like there's something else going on here?" Zhang Mingyu's voice was filled with doubt.

It's only been a few days, and such a powerful macro scene has been created without any prior preparations, and he hasn't heard any rumors.

Some things can't be achieved just by having money.

It also requires time and unified support from technology. Xiao Xian is beyond all his current cognition.

"Do your job well, and ask questions after the live broadcast."

"All right……"Zhang Mingyu, filled with shock and confusion, turned his gaze back to the huge display screen.

Xiao Xian, you are becoming more and more mysterious.

In the live broadcast, Xiao Xian walked into the stone tower from the flying snow, and stood side by side with the King of Qin, overlooking the clearly divided picture below and above.

Hard labor is the most humble status in any era.

The Great Wall is being built here, and every moment, there are shrill sounds, accompanied by the wails of resentful souls.

The First Emperor did not seem to notice Xiao Xian, and Xiao Xian did not take the initiative to speak.

The two of them just looked quietly at the ground below, another world shrouded in a layer of blood-red light.

Finally, the First Emperor turned his head to glance at Xiao Xian, and Xiao Xian stepped back half a step, saluted respectfully, his face respectful

"I am curious. There are thousands of generals at the bottom of the tower, and there are endless cliffs on the other side. How did you, an assassin, get up there?"

Xiao Xian smiled and responded,"Junior Xiao Xian, from the future two thousand years ago, greets His Majesty!"

"Two thousand years?"The First Emperor was stunned, then laughed loudly, shaking the whole field and alarming the patrolling troops below.

The bloody smell of the cavalry seemed to be smelt through the screen. The leading general looked at the direction of the pagoda peak and his expression changed drastically.

"Assassin, the king is in trouble!"

The horse neighed and galloped in the flying snow, and countless strong winds could not stop it in the slightest.

""Retreat!"

The First Emperor looked at the army below and spoke calmly. His eyes were calm, and he had the majestic and unparalleled imperial aura within him. In his aura, he also carried unimaginable brutality and killing.