In the dark studio.
All the lights and cameramen were ready.
Because it was a professional studio, in order to avoid the possibility of noise from the radio equipment during the filming process, the studio had been renovated with noise reduction.
The sound from outside could not enter.
The voice inside couldn't escape.
The recording studio was so quiet that Su Chen could only hear his own heartbeat.
As a professional host of the Central TV Station.
Su Chen was very clear about his attitude towards history. He could not be too subjective because of his personal preferences.
He was the host of " Ancient China ".
At the same time, he was also the person who flipped the pages of history books on behalf of the millions of Chinese descendants.
"System activated."
"Host, please choose the year, time, and character.”
" Choice made. Prepare to transmigrate."
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At this moment.
Huaxia Institute of History Conference Center.
This was originally a scene that would only be used when there was a major breakthrough in historical research and reporting to the higher-ups.
But now.
An old man, surrounded by a large number of middle-aged people, walked in and sat in the middle seat.
Since ancient times, they were scholars who recorded history.
He should be the one with the most backbone.
Regardless of the emperor, only the facts were respected. This was the reason why history had the meaning of research.
And this old man was Zheng Zhiming.
The living fossil of the Huaxia Institute of History.
Two nights ago, he had witnessed the trial broadcast of Su Chen and the First Emperor Ying Zheng.
Ever since that day, Old Master Zheng had been extremely excited.
This was because all the historical items, services, and even the patterns on the bronze items that appeared in the picture matched his guess.
Other than Yangtai's father, who else could perfectly restore the Xianyang Palace of the First Emperor!!
How much effort and time would that take!
Therefore, he specifically requested the current leader of the History Research Institute, who was also Old Master Zheng's former disciple.
The second season of 'The Collection of Huaxia' must be watched by everyone in the Institute of History!
That was why it was so lively today.
"What? I say, which part of history is it today?”
The old man sat down with his walking stick and asked,"Is there…is there a trailer…"
"Central TV didn't announce it, but Old Master, don't worry. It's about to start now. We need to study which era's history it is!”
The dean laughed.
"Don't worry, it's going to start in five minutes. Old Master, just wait and see.”
As the lights around the stairway conference center gradually dimmed.
Images began to appear on the huge screen that looked like a movie theater.
Every minute of the central station's primetime slot was worth thousands of dollars.
However, there were still five minutes before the broadcast, and there were no advertisements.
The Station Head Huang Haonan had specially emphasized this because he didn't want to put in advertisements for children's milk powder or second-hand car platforms before a program of the level and historical appeal of " Ancient China."
Five minutes!
On the television screen, there were four large words written in gold.
"Ancient Chinese Collection"
He wanted the audience to adjust their mood to the calmest state during the five minutes of waiting.
In just five minutes, the advertising fees alone would be over a hundred million yuan!
This sum of money was not a small sum, but for a program of such a high level and with such high national attention.
However, could a mere 100 to 200 million match up to the expectations of the Chinese people?
Old Master Zheng placed his fingers on the armrest of the chair and gently tapped it.
Every second now was torture for an old man who had spent his entire life loving history.
A blissful torment.
Finally!
The curtain moved!
Old Master Zheng sat up slightly. His heart, which had been beating for eighty years, suddenly pounded violently on the old man's chest as if he had become sixty years younger.
From the center of the dark curtain, there was a faint beam of light.
A melodious and ancient music seemed to come from ancient times.
Following that, a soft sound rang out continuously, from slow to fast. The first sound did not stop, and the second sound came.
The old man's ears twitched and he said in a deep voice,"This is the sound of an ancient xun."
"Xun is a musical instrument. It is made of earth and has six holes. Its tone is simple and pure, and it is the sound of nature.”
" Then came the chime bells, which flourished in the Western Zhou Dynasty and flourished during the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period…"
Old Master Zheng frowned slightly and asked curiously,""Which dynasty is it today? Spring and Autumn? Who was he talking to? Could it be the King of Yue, Gou Jian?"
"There was no music during the last episode's test broadcast, but this episode has added musical instruments. Just this background music alone will probably make the Central TV station go through a lot of trouble again!”
Then, the flute sounded, and the lingering sound circled the brains of hundreds of historians at the scene before it stopped abruptly.
Immediately after, the zither sounded.
The old man heaved a long sigh of relief.
It could be heard that the background music was all ancient Chinese instruments and was not limited to a certain dynasty.
It seemed that the production team was definitely thoughtful!
Huaxia's program was perfectly matched with Huaxia's music.
At this moment.
On the screen, the camera kept moving closer to the small beam of light in the darkness.
The beam of light slowly grew larger!
Until the camera passed through the beam of light.
Everyone was surprised to find that behind the beam of light was Su Chen's calm eyes.
"Dig the wall to steal light."
Old Master Zheng was the first to realize the meaning behind Su Chen's scene.
In the darkness, there was only a little light.
Even this bit of light was stolen from the wall.
"I'm afraid that the historical candidate for this episode is not a wise ruler, but a fatuous ruler.”
the old man muttered.
At this moment, Su Chen's comforting voice finally sounded.
"The Nine Prefectures is so big, and the beginning of China. The song of the strings is endless, and it remembers the past and the present.”
"Hello everyone, I'm Su Chen."
He smiled slightly." In 75 B.C., Kuang Heng, a famous minister of the Western Han Dynasty, chiseled a wall to steal light in order to read the classics!”
"Today, I will follow the example of my predecessors and break through the thick walls of history, bringing everyone to open the ancient books of China.”
Su Chen extended his finger and slowly tapped on the brick wall in front of him.
Immediately after, all the walls collapsed in an instant. Even time seemed to have collapsed in front of millions of viewers.
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"F * ck, this special effect!"
"Oh my god, I have a feeling that as long as he's on the show, Su Chen is like a god with unlimited abilities! A sword crossed the ages, touching the stone to form a deep pool.”
"When I passed through the light and saw Su Chen's eyes, my heart skipped a beat.”
"Who's in this episode! The last episode of The Eternal Conversation was with the First Emperor, Ying Zheng. Could it be Wu Zetian in this episode?”
In the picture.
As the brick wall in front of him collapsed, the dust scattered.
Under the setting sun.
The clouds were a pale red, and the burning clouds that filled the sky illuminated a barren mountain with a blood-red color.
In the distance, large patches of red and yellow palace walls were gradually covered by thick smoke. On the white jade bridge, soldiers fought and blood flowed.
There were even faint sounds of fighting.
The audience in front of the television stood up in unison!
Shocked cries continued!
"This is…this is the Forbidden City!”
" This episode is the Qing Dynasty!??"
"Who is it? Burning the Forbidden City? Could it be during the Guangxu period?"
"Wow, you guys are so knowledgeable. You know it's the Forbidden City just by looking at the red paint, yellow tiles, and architectural structure? This episode traveled through the past and present, not talking about the sages, but talking about the Manchu and Qing people?”
The audience was in an uproar!
However, in the conference room of the Huaxia Institute of History.
Old Master Zheng narrowed his eyes.
"That's not right. The city isn't big, and it doesn't look like the Qing Dynasty!”
"The Forbidden City was the imperial palace of the Ming Dynasty, but it was used during the Ming and Qing Dynasties. Later, it was changed to the Forbidden City, which means an old-style palace.”
The old man looked at everything in the picture with a murky gaze.
In the picture, Su Chen stood on a barren mountain, his figure bleak.
He stood with his hands on his arms and looked at the world in front of him, the setting sun, the fire, and the passage of time.
" The Forbidden City was set ablaze, the barren mountains were set ablaze, the sun was red, and the royal palace was filled with soldiers and rivers of blood…"
These clues were quickly sorted out!
Old Master Zheng suddenly realized something and his eyes lit up.
In his mind, everything instantly became clear!
The old man muttered,"
"That day, Li Zicheng defeated the Ming army and burned down the Forbidden City!”
"That day, the sun set in the sky, and the clouds of fire dyed the mountains and rivers red.”
"He wants to talk to Chongzhen!"
"The Emperor Chongzhen who killed his own daughter before hanging himself and cried about why she was born in the royal family!”
"It was April 25th, 1644.”
"This was 377 years ago!"
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There should be two or three more chapters to go until five or six in the morning.
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