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

"The Sichuan Army will never die, and the military spirit will never go out. My grandfather is a veteran of the Sichuan Army. He went to the battlefield when he was thirteen years old, and when he came back, he had a broken leg. Now he has trouble walking, and his ears are deafened by the sound of artillery fire. He has scars all over his body. Their generation is different from our generation!"

"Really, salute!"

"pay tribute!"

"A loyal soul of Sichuan Army, I didn’t expect to see his descendants here, salute!"

"pay tribute!"

……

Tianhua Conference Room.

Everyone watched the live broadcast with tears in their eyes. They were all old self-media people, and they were familiar with the scenes in movies and TV series.

But in the live broadcast presented by Xiao Xian, they could not find any traces of interweaving with contemporary reality.

It was as if the world in the live broadcast was the battlefield of the year.

And every actor in it was so professional that there was no trace of performance at all.

The death of the military doctor boy, the captain did not hesitate to block the bomb with himself, and Kong Laosan arm-wrestled with the overlord of the sky. The expression of seeing death as home was so profound. It didn't look like a performance at all, this was the fact.

Wu Xuan cried into tears, and the hearts of girls are always the most vulnerable.

She couldn't bear to watch this scene at all, and went out several times to sort out her emotions.

Outside, in a milk tea shop.

Several girls sat together, drinking milk tea and crying, and Xiao Xian's live broadcast was on the table.

The owner of the milk tea shop sent a pack of paper, this was the third pack.

The boss looked at the girl's rainy pear blossoms and shook his head helplessly... Then he took out another pack of paper and put it on the table for them to use.

At the same time, in a taxi in Hangzhou, the driver held the badge on his chest with tears streaming down his face.

The passenger looked at the strange man with a buzz cut in amazement, opened the door and ran away.

"Are you crazy? You can cry while listening to the radio?"

The radio was playing the Collection of China...

In a simple residential building in Chuancheng, in that simple veteran's room.

A family was sitting happily.

However, they were having a good meal, but suddenly they all fell silent. The live broadcast on the TV in front was the scene of the Teng County Defense War.

The little grandson looked at his grandfather with some fear and asked his mother:"Grandpa, why are you crying?"

"Grandpa... maybe he's homesick."

"Aren't we at home?"

"No, Grandpa has two homes."

"Where did that home go?"

"That home...is no longer there!"

……

Northwest cold land.

In a warm military camp dormitory, Lao Zhang slammed his hand on the table.

The recruit next to him was startled!

Platoon leader Zheng Qiu had no mission today, so he took a few soldiers and Lao Zhang to watch the live broadcast.

He had never missed Xiao Xian's live broadcast since the first two episodes. He only found out at the beginning of this episode that it was a dialogue with the Sichuan Army, so he called Lao Zhang.

But he regretted it a little. Looking at Lao Zhang's turbid old eyes filled with tears, he was really afraid that the old soldier could not bear it.

Several young soldiers in the barracks cried, and they were so excited that they almost ran out to run ten kilometers of armed cross-country in the wind and snow!

""Platoon leader, is the battlefield really like what is shown on TV?" a young soldier asked, the immaturity in his voice still not fading.

"That’s right, are you scared?"

"I’m not afraid!"

Platoon leader Zheng Qiu smiled and suddenly asked,"Why not?"

The young soldier thought about it again and again and said,"I will die with my brothers, so I won’t be alone!"

Lao Zhang finally spoke and said,"That’s right, I didn’t catch up with the defense of Teng County that year. I was ambushing a group of enemies in another place. When our team arrived, we found that Commander Wang was defending Teng County to the death. He was in that land with the enemy, isolated from the world. It was a real life-and-death battle!"

The young soldier was suddenly stunned. He wiped his tears and asked in surprise,"Uncle Zhang, have you participated in the War of Resistance?"

"Don’t I look like an old man?"

"No... this is incredible!"

Platoon leader Zheng Qiu asked:"Do you think this live broadcast has any shortcomings? Or is there any difference from the real historical facts?"

Lao Zhang suddenly said:"Do you want to hear the truth?"

"Hmm?" Zheng Qiu didn't understand what it meant.

"Of course it’s true!"

"I have seen the battlefield of the Battle of Taierzhuang, and it is still engraved in my mind. When I arrived in Teng County, the battle was over. This is called... live broadcast, right? At first, I saw the young man in the Zhongshan suit with a majestic demeanor. He seemed to have traveled back to the battlefield by doing whatever he wanted. Is there really a superpower in this world?"

Zheng Qiu was suddenly stunned and asked,"What do you mean?"

"This is clearly the original Teng County. I still have some memories. The scenes here overlap with my vague impression in many places. Could this young man really have magical powers?"

Zheng Qiu was stunned and asked hurriedly:"Are you saying that the scenes here are the same as what you saw at the beginning?"

"Yes, it's the same, almost the same, I still remember that anti-aircraft gun, I heard that it seemed to have shot down several enemy fighter planes."

Zheng Qiu smiled and shook his head, Lao Zhang was too old, his memory was confused.

How could there be superpowers in the world?

Lao Zhang's eyes were filled with tears, watching the live broadcast, because it was the same as his memory, he could empathize more, and missed his brothers even more.