"Commander Wang, have a safe journey!"

"From now on, if anyone dares to wear a kimono in front of me, I will be the first to beat him up, woo woo……"

"I have used three packs of tissues. Why did they have to play the role of Master Wang's death? I hate Brother Xian so much. My eyes are swollen!"

"Do you still think this is acting? I suspect Xiao Xian has completely traveled through time, this is too real"

"I am a history student, and there is almost no difference between this plot and what I know about the Teng County Defense War.

It is a complete restoration, but there is still a difference between reading the cold historical records and witnessing the historical events with my own eyes. I only have endless heartache and anger. Men should be self-reliant, and China should be self-reliant!"

"Woohoo... I must have failed the postgraduate entrance examination. I thought the war that Brother Xian showed us before was cruel enough.

Later, Commander Wang Mingzhang refused to leave on his deathbed, worried about the heavy land he was guarding... He is still an actor, this is clearly Commander Wang Mingzhang himself."

In Kyoto TV, Murong Zhongchao withdrew his gaze from Xiao Xian's live broadcast with red eyes. He drank a sip of water and forced himself to calm down.

Ouyang Zhenzhen had already cried heavily, and kept cursing in a low voice:"This little bad guy made me cry again,……"

In the Kyoto Institute of History, everyone in the conference room had red eyes.

The two old men, Dong Changping and Liu Xuexi, had long lost control of themselves, and were supported by two students from the Institute of History.

The two men seemed to have no hatred now, and there was a sense of mutual respect between them.

They were born at the end of that turbulent era, and they could empathize and experience it firsthand.

Seeing the loyal souls of the past fall on the screen, for some reason, they seemed to feel in their hearts that it was Master Wang Mingzhang himself.

This feeling was very strange, but it was hard to explain.

"Brother Dong, I must meet Xiao Xian. Did he arrange and direct all these things himself?"

Dong Changping wiped his tears and said,"I have confirmed repeatedly that Tianhua Entertainment Company has no core help for this child on the program"Collection of China".

Everything is done by this young man himself. This little guy's talent is far beyond your and my imagination."

Liu Xuexi nodded in agreement. He used to be at odds with Dong Changping, and he looked at Xiao Xian with tinted glasses.

However, after watching the other party's live broadcast, he completely changed his original intention.

People with great talents must have a sense of each other. This is a tacit understanding, and it is also a recognition in the subconscious.

Liu Xuexi believes that he will not make a wrong judgment.

Tianhua Entertainment Company still increased the night shift today, but surprisingly no one complained.

At this moment, everyone was watching Xiao Xian's live broadcast after work, men were crying, and women were crying.

A girl said,"I didn't do this when I watched a movie. Why can't I help crying when I saw Brother Xian's live broadcast? Why is his live broadcast so real?"

The female supervisor next to her put down the documents in her hand, took off the mirror on her nose, and gently wiped the corners of her eyes.

"Maybe... he really traveled through time.……"

In the conference room, Su Yunhang heard the voice of the head of the technical department, telling him that the channel is now very unstable.

The number of people online at the same time can no longer be specifically counted, but the barrage has skyrocketed more than twenty times at the same time.

Very scary data information!

Su Yunhang frowned. This matter was too exaggerated. The popularity of this program completely exceeded his imagination.

From the time when the live broadcast history file was implemented, he thought that if millions of people could be online at the same time, it would be a success.

But Xiao Xian directly pushed"Collection of China" to a height that no one could have expected.

Where does this success come from?

Su Yunhang thought hard and couldn't think of the answer. He looked back at the live broadcast screen. Xiao Xian, the five-star red flag, and the chapter of the new era took off together.

The world behind him is a thriving new era, and the world in front of him is a broken old era.

He just sent away a loyal soul and ignited all the patriotic passion in the hearts of Chinese compatriots.

Su Yunhang was suddenly shocked to find that Xiao Xian's live broadcast may have only two words running through it from beginning to end: real!

What he is broadcasting live is not a story, but real history, what really happened on this land!

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