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Mo Mingrui sat among the relatives, looking at the watch frequently before eight o'clock.

Aunt: "Xiao Rui, if you have something to do, go and do it."

Mo Mingrui smiled embarrassedly: "It's not a big deal..."

Mom glared at him, "Since it's not a big deal, just sit down and chat with us!"

Aunt: "Oh, there is a generation gap between young people and us. It's really boring for Xiao Rui to sit here all the time. You can take your cousins ​​to play together."

The originally listless cousins ​​immediately jumped up happily, each holding one of his hands, and said anxiously: "Come on, cousin, let's go to your room!"

Mo Mingrui was dragged to his room by them.

After entering the room, the cousin smiled and said, "Brother, do you have a girlfriend?"

The cousin said, "When will you bring your sister-in-law out for us to see?"

Mo Mingrui rolled his eyes and said, "I don't have a girlfriend. I've been single since birth. Thank you."

He pushed the two of them apart and sat down on the bed. Then he opened the terminal, called up the light brain and clicked on the Qijiang Video Network. The whole action was done in one go.

The cousin suddenly got excited and walked over with great interest and stuck her head out: "Cousin, are you chatting with your girlfriend... What the hell?" She stared at the interface of the Qijiang Video Network in amazement and suddenly realized something, "Don't tell me, you are in a hurry to come back and watch the video?"

Mo Mingrui: "What else?"

Cousin: "Sure enough, there is a reason why you have been single since birth."

The cousin's focus was off: "What video? Is it good?"

Mo Mingrui didn't know whether it was good or not.

But this TV series was shot in the old scenery, so he was interested in watching it.

So he said with certainty: "It looks good."

The cousin twitched her lips, "I don't believe it." She said: "Cousin, your aesthetic is too niche! Generally, what you think is good-looking, everyone thinks is ugly!"

Mo Mingrui was silent. What the cousin said was also true. Alas, it was all because of his high level of education, and he was out of touch with the masses.

The time soon reached eight o'clock, and Mo Mingrui refreshed it. The originally blank page immediately had a new video submission.

It was the first episode of "Republic of China Literary Masters" updated today.

Mo Mingrui quickly clicked in.

As the impassioned prelude sounded, a series of images emerged: the towering Forbidden City, gunboats from afar, foreign soldiers sitting on the dragon throne, the emperor and empress dowager who fled in panic, the president who took the oath of office, students marching and holding banners, excited literati who used their pens as guns, numb victims, skinny street children, prostitutes in the Eight Great Hutongs scrambling to donate money, teenagers fighting with Japanese soldiers with bayonets, young soldiers who jumped off the cliff when they ran out of ammunition and food...

War and gunpowder, blood and death, cooperation and betrayal, passion and ideals, and the unrepentant and deep loyalty to the motherland.

Mo Mingrui blinked his eyes and shed two lines of hot tears unconsciously.

In just a few minutes of the theme song, he seemed to have traveled through that turbulent, magnificent, and desperate era, and witnessed with his own eyes that vicissitudes of life, tragic, and hopeful history.

At the end, the tragic and exciting music stopped.

It was the Forbidden City again. This era began and ended in the Forbidden City.

An old man stood on the tower and shouted in non-standard Mandarin: "Compatriots, the People's Republic of China, the Central People's Government, has been established today!"

The screen turned black, and a line of cursive characters appeared: Records of Literary Masters of the Republic of China (Episode 1).

Mo Mingrui woke up from his long meditation and felt a tingling excitement, with goose bumps all over his body.

He had a hunch that this would be a very exciting TV series.

[The beginning of the picture was dark clouds covering the sky, thunder roaring, and ferocious lightning snakes through the clouds.

A drunk and wretched man was knocking on the door, and the door opened quickly. A beautiful girl in white mourning clothes stood inside the door.

Man: "Hiccup, call out your most beautiful girl to serve me."

The girl replied calmly: "This gentleman came at an unfortunate time. Come tomorrow. We don't accept guests today." The vertical subtitles on the right: Bai Shaoyao, a representative of the first National People's Congress of New China and a member of the Standing Committee of the Political Bureau of the Central Committee.

The man roared, "You bitch, do you think I have no money?"

The answer to his question was the sound of doors opening one after another nearby.

Young women in white mourning clothes without makeup kept pushing open the door and walking out.

Under the dark clouds, it was all white.

The man was shocked to see this scene, "You...what the hell are you doing?!"

The first woman in white walked out of the door, looked around, and replied sadly, "We are going to see Mr. Li Jingran off today."

The man was startled, sobered up completely, and his face was a little sad: "So it's today?" He sighed and rubbed his face, "I'll go with you."

...

The scene changed, and there were no people at the school gate.

The passerby asked the guard in surprise: "Uncle, there are no classes today?"

The uncle sighed, "The class is suspended, the teachers and students have left, and they all went to see Mr. Li off."

The passerby paused, thought for a moment, and asked in a lost voice: "But Mr. Li Jingran?!"

The uncle nodded, "It's him."

The passerby exclaimed, "Excuse me, where is he? I want to go too?"

The uncle answered his question, stared at the passerby's hurried back, he hammered his waist, and sighed: "Good people don't live long, evil stays for thousands of years..."

The camera turned again, and the five characters "Fu's Orphanage" on the sign came into view.

The young man in black walked among the children and received greetings from countless children, "Hello, Dean Fu." Vertical subtitles on the right: Fu Kemao, a famous philanthropist in the Republic of China and the founder of the New China Wheatfield Charity Foundation.

The young man walked out of the crowd and stood on the high platform, looking miserable, his eyes red and swollen with tears, "Do you know why I opened an orphanage to adopt you?"

The children in the audience looked at each other in confusion and sparsely replied: "Because you are a good person." "Because you are a living Bodhisattva!" "Because you like children!"

The young man shook his head, "Wrong." He answered word for word: "I opened an orphanage to adopt you because I read a work, and because of this work, I wanted to be a good person."

"Now the work is still there, but the author is dead."

"His name is Li Jingran. He is the same age as me. He is the person I admire the most and am most grateful to in my life."

"Today is his funeral, and I'm going to see him off."

"He died in a despicable conspiracy. What I can do now is to accompany him to leave Peiping to comfort his spirit in heaven."

After a few seconds of silence, there was a faint voice from the audience: "I want to go too!" "I also want to see Mr. Li off." "Dean, take me with you!"

The young man was startled for a moment, then raised the corners of his lips, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"In that case, let's go together!"

The young man strode forward, followed by an endless stream of little carrot heads.

………]

Mo Mingrui frowned, who is this Li Jingran? Why does it sound so familiar to him? However, at his funeral, students went on strike, businessmen went on strike, and workers went on strike, and so many future big shots came to see him off. Even prostitutes went to bid farewell to his body without accepting guests. He must have been a great big shot, right? Could it be the president?

But that prostitute later became a deputy national level? Real or fake? Isn't it a fabrication? If it is true, such a life is simply cheating!

…

[The scene changes again, and there are several people standing or kneeling in front of the solemn mourning hall. There were men and women, old and young, and they looked sadly at the black and white portrait enshrined in the mourning hall.

The black and white portrait shows a young man with a faint smile. The photo freezes him in that scene forever, without any trace of the sadness that followed.

"Brother!" The little girl cried and fell in front of the soul, sobbing. The row of vertical subtitles on the right reads: Li Shuran, a famous scientist in New China and winner of the country’s highest science and technology award.

"Jingran, you can go with peace of mind. I will take good care of your sister." The middle-aged man knelt down solemnly and kowtowed: "I, Zhou Dezhang, swear to God that I will investigate the truth and give you justice. ." A row of vertical subtitles on the right: Zhou Dezhang, a famous literati in the Republic of China, whose masterpiece is "Burial in a Fallen City". 】

Mo Mingrui suddenly realized that this person was Zhou Dezhang! He finally understood why the name Li Jingran sounded so familiar. Doesn't this sound familiar? It was Li Jingran's death that triggered the Burial in Qingcheng!

"The Burial of the Alluring City" is a high school Chinese text from the ancient Earth period. Of course, their interstellar Chinese textbooks don't have this text.

Mo Mingrui knew this article because a few years ago, a Chinese hacker accidentally discovered some historical materials on ancient earth civilizations in the Insect Star database, including this text.

The Insect Planet is also the planet that originally colonized and ruled the earth. The indigenous people living there are all Zerg species. The Zerg species are a powerful division of labor species. All Zerg species obey the Queen's orders unconditionally. They are the most powerful warriors and the coldest killers.

If human scientists had not later developed a decoy pheromone that could simulate the pheromone of the Zerg Queen and completely disrupt the Zerg's division of labor model, humanity might have become extinct.

Later, with the development of the times, the Zerg and humans slowly moved from hostility to peace. The relationship between the two parties is now like that of the United States and China in the ancient Earth period. Although there are frictions from time to time, the overall relationship remains peaceful.

During the three hundred years of resistance to the Zerg colonial rule, a large number of human historical materials were destroyed by the Zerg. So this time when human hackers accidentally discovered some ancient earth historical materials from the Zerg database, the entire Earth Alliance was shocked!

For a time, countless universities immediately established relevant research centers, and liberal arts students happily began to establish water thesis projects. Mo Mingrui was also a member of the water thesis group.

He also read the text "Burial in a Fallen City" at that time.

It turns out that this TV series is about the story of Li Jingran, the protagonist of "Burial in a Fallen City"! But isn’t Li Jingran dead? Is this a flashback? Wait, did he remember that the previous introduction said this was a criminal investigation drama? So we should use Zhou Dezhang as the perspective to investigate and pursue the murderer?

Mo Mingrui became extremely excited when he thought about the identities revealed by the subtitles of the people who had just knelt in front of the mourning hall. I wonder how the plot will develop later?

The plot continues:

[The farewell team escorted the coffin, filling the streets with water, but there was still a steady stream of people joining the crowded team, watching the thin coffin go away with affectionate eyes.

But at this moment, the situation suddenly changed. The police suddenly came and surrounded the farewell team with guns drawn. The situation was critical and about to break out. 】

"Fuck!" Mo Mingrui couldn't help but exclaimed.

Suddenly my cousin's angry voice sounded in my ears: "Is this policeman sick? Why are you surrounding people with guns?"

Mo Mingrui was startled and turned his head, only to realize that at some point, his cousins ​​had gathered around him, staring intently at the computer screen. The cousin who had just dismissed him now had a face full of indignation.

Cousin: "It's because of the anti-book... Damn it, do you understand what freedom of speech is? And if people are dead and they don't let people go, why are the police here like this!"

Mo Mingrui squinted at his cousin: "Aren't you talking about my niche aesthetic?"

The cousin is very cheeky: "This time you finally come to the public."

Mo Mingrui: "Haha."

My cousin protested: "Oh, stop talking, I can't even hear what they are saying!"

The two immediately stopped talking and stared at the screen, watching with fear the conflict that broke out between the police and the pallbearers.

Just when Mo Mingrui's nervous and excited heart almost jumped out of his chest, the screen suddenly went black, and a system prompt popped up: The free viewing time of this video has ended. If you want to continue watching, please pay 5 star coins.

Mo Mingrui:? !

Although he was single since birth, he is now self-taught and understands that he feels aggrieved when his girlfriend comes to visit him after taking off his pants.

"Fuck!" The cousin let out a loud curse: "Cousin, please pay quickly!!"

My cousin said angrily: "If you don't have money, I'll pay! Just five star coins! I'll give you even one hundred star coins!"

Mo Mingrui hurriedly clicked to pay, and the screen finally reappeared. He breathed a sigh of relief and continued to read with interest.

…

Luo Bao was crying with snot and tears. Roland wiped his tears and sobbed at Brother Mi Tai: "You, you are still not a man! There is, there is nothing to cry about."

Luo Bao asked breathlessly: "Aren't you crying too? Why are you crying?"

Roland's eyes were filled with tears: "I don't know. I just saw so many people spontaneously seeing him off. They were not afraid of being pointed at guns and the police couldn't stop them. I just felt very touching."

Luo Bao nodded desperately, "To have such a grand funeral after death is worth it in this life, so worth it. Just like the reporter in the play said back to the police..."

"Life is a matter of morale, who can comment on fame?" Roland sobbed and replied: "I, I am really touched, and at the same time, my heart feels hot!"

Luo Bao stared at the screen dreamily and murmured to himself: "This is probably the so-called "feeling Qi", right?"

The Republic of China was a very distant era for him. Because of its short time and incomplete historical data, he didn’t know much about this era. He only roughly understood that it was an era of continuous war and precarity, and it was also the most humiliating period for the country of China. era.

Now that the earth has been destroyed thousands of years later, China has become the most powerful country in the Earth Alliance. It is really hard for Luo Bao to imagine that China also had a humiliating past. This is like a fantasy to him.

In addition, "Chronicles of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China" has a dirty detective mystery theme. Luo Bao should not be interested in this kind of theme.

If it wasn't for the sake of the old scenery, he wouldn't have clicked on the video at all.

But now his eyes are full of tears, and he is once again glad that he has watched this TV series.

He couldn't explain what was good about this TV series or how touching it was, but he just wanted to cry, as if he wanted to cry for those who didn't have the chance to cry before they were alive!

…

["This was the last time I saw my friend, and also the last time in Pingcheng, Quanbei. Since then, he has been buried in the ground covered in blood. My 17-year-old friend stayed forever in the autumn of the 15th year of the Republic of China.

I don’t know what he was thinking when he threw himself into the raging gunfire. I only know that in the face of that fucked-up world, he chose to stand up and resist like a warrior.

The night will be long and the stars will shine. None of them are him, none of them are as good as him. "

The elderly Zhou Dezhan closed the book and said calmly to the camera: "This is a story that belongs to my dear friends, a story that belongs to the intellectuals of the Republic of China, and it belongs to everyone who charges towards destiny in this turbulent era. The story of the idealists who wanted to save this crumbling country.”

"In the following years, we ran, howled, lobbied, and were confused. We either used the pen as a sword, or used the pen to join the army, or drifted with the crowd, or joined major political parties. Some people were betrayed, slandered, arrested, and deported. Assassinated...you won't see most of us, for we died long before the dawn of the new world."

In 1949, I stood under the dawn, separated from the corpses of tens of millions of compatriots, through the smoke of war and the sea of ​​​​blood, telling you about what happened in the autumn of 1926, Li Jingran and others who were unable to see the dawn of the new world. story. 】

The scene ends.

Zhong Liangning's mood could not be calm for a long time.

Tears burst out, and his face seemed to be washed with water. He wanted to cry loudly now, for the humiliation, for the tragedy, for those good people who died inexplicably, and for that cold and dark era.

He seemed to be thinking a lot in his mind, but he seemed to be thinking nothing at all. Turbulent tears rushed out, and he felt empty in his heart.

Why only the first episode!

He wanted to see the story.

He wanted to know what happened to these brave men.

When is the next episode airing?

He couldn't wait to return to the video details page and finally saw the update frequency - one episode updated every Saturday and weekend.

Zhong Liangning:......

Ahhhhh he is going crazy! ! !

Why is such a good TV series updated so slowly!

Zhong Liangning hammered the table in frustration and had to accept his fate.

By the way, now is not the time to be angry, he still has something to do - write a film review for "Records of Literary Heroes of the Republic of China"!

He must recommend everyone he can to watch "Records of the Great Writers of the Republic of China"!

If you think about it carefully, this TV series is not perfect, and there are still many flaws: the props are simple, the special effects are five-cent in the later stage, and the production looks very poor.

But he didn't feel out of the play at all when he watched it! Because the script is wonderful, the lines are beautiful, and the actors' acting skills are superb, easily covering all the hardware defects, he easily immersed himself in the plot.

This is a wonderful chemical reaction that can only be born when a first-class script and a first-class actor collide.

I don't know where those old actors were dug out from the old scenery! Such outstanding acting skills can be called master-level! Such outstanding masters gathered together to compete with each other, like a feast for gluttony, which made Zhong Liangning feast and exclaimed.

Unexpectedly, the old scenery handed in such an excellent answer sheet when directing a real film and television work for the first time.

He almost saw that a star was rising from the director world.

Alas, the script is a good script, the director is a good director, and the actors are also good actors, but the crew is too poor. They have no money for costumes and props, and no money for marketing. If such a good TV series is buried because of this, it will be a loss for the audience!

Therefore, at this time, he needs to become a tap water, frantically recommend it to others, make up for the marketing shortcomings of "Republic of China Literary Masters", and let this good drama turn around by word of mouth!

Do it as soon as you say it! Zhong Liangning rubbed his wrist and quickly tapped the keyboard to write a film review.

There are many tap waters like Mo Mingrui, Luo Baolan and Zhong Liangning. With them as the center, the popularity of "Republic of China Literary Masters" gradually began to spread, and there were faintly brewing storms.

…

"Fengjing! Congratulations! Your new drama is now on the best-selling list of the website!"

When Qianhe called to announce the good news, Le Jing was attending the crew's celebration party.

Facts have proved that Li Jianye and his original guess were too pessimistic!

In the first hour, the number of subscriptions for "Republic of China Literary Masters" reached 5,000! The revenue was 25,000!

When Qianhe called, the number of subscriptions had reached 100,000, and the revenue was 500,000, and it was only 18 hours since the video was sent! And this number is still rising!

Le Jing quickly opened the Qijiang Video Network and checked the best-selling list. After sliding down for a long time, he saw their new drama at the last 100th place on the best-selling list.

"It's not even a day yet!" Qianhe said happily: "Wait until tomorrow to discuss with the editor-in-chief and recommend your new drama on the homepage of the website. I guarantee that your ranking will move up a dozen places!"

Le Jing thanked: "Thank you very much, our crew is holding a celebration banquet now, do you want to come and participate?"

"Celebration banquet?" Qianhe was surprised: "So early?"

Le Jing explained: "Yes, the current revenue has far exceeded our expectations, so everyone is very happy and wants to celebrate."

Qianhe chuckled: "You can start holding it now It's time for a celebration party. When you are in the top ten of the best-selling list and the TV stations are bidding for the broadcasting rights, will you still celebrate? "

Le Jing keenly discovered a clue: "Could it be that a TV station has already consulted you?"

Qian He was happy: "I have a friend in the industry who has expressed his optimism about your new drama. If your subsequent plot does not collapse, then it will be easy to sell the broadcasting rights."

Le Jing's smile deepened, "I know, we will continue to work hard."

Only when "Republic of China Literary Masters" makes money can he have money to shoot other themes.

He can't wait to bring them back to the world.