Su Chen said.
The first name that popped up in Old Master Zheng's mind gave him a shock.
Could it be that old man?
Beiyang Minister, Zhili Governor, Li Zhongtang?
However, he immediately denied it.
Su Chen had made it very clear that this candidate was not an official.
"You went to the meeting alone, carrying the name of China and traveling across the ocean?" Grandpa Sheng stood up.”
He was known as the living fossil of China's history, but at this moment, he really racked his brains, but he still did not know who Su Chen was talking about.
"I'm ignorant and can't think of anything.”
Su Chen handed the folded paper to Old Master Zheng.
Old Master Zheng hurriedly took it and opened it slowly.
Opening this piece of paper meant witnessing a history that he did not understand.
It had been a long time since the old man had experienced such a wonderful feeling.
Huang Haonan, the station head, had been deep in thought when Su Chen said that.
He had been at Central TV for more than twenty years. Ever since he graduated, he had been at the station.
All these years, there were many major and minor matters in the world.
As the head of the Central TV Station, he knew a thing or two about it.
"When I first came to the station, I was only twenty-one years old. I've seen with my own eyes the powerful changes in our country over the years.”
Almost all the news and events of the past few years began to replay in Huang Haonan's mind.
" This year is 1999. Jordan retired and the Bulls dynasty collapsed. Our reporter is here…"
" Today, we have won the right to host the World Exposition. This is the first step to being recognized by the world, and also..."
"Remember this day, 2001. After 44 years of hard work, the national football team qualified for the World Cup finals for the first time. In this country…"
The news from the past seemed to reappear in Huang Haonan's eyes.
"Joining the World Trade Organization is a success! We succeeded!"
A large number of people took to the streets, and the whole country was celebrating.
"In the year 2004, this tsunami was a disaster for the world. We stood together and prayed for our neighboring countries.”
"The Shenzhou-6 manned space flight was successful!! 2005! Long live the motherland!"
"The world's most difficult problem, the highland railway, is now fully paved! I'm here right now to witness this exciting…"
"My door is always open, waiting for you with open arms…"
Suddenly!
At this moment.
All the other voices in Huang Haonan's mind seemed to have been silenced.
The sudden silence made his ears ring.
All that was left behind was a melody that would ring in the minds of countless Chinese people when they closed their eyes.
"…Welcome."
"Anyone who has a dream is amazing, but if you have courage, there will be miracles!”
Huang Haonan suddenly looked up at Su Chen, who was standing at the front of the conference table.
It was as if he knew who was written on that piece of paper.
" You mean Liu Changchun?!"
At the same time, Old Master Zhang also opened the paper. The words on the paper were clear and could be seen through the back of the paper.
There were three words written on it.
Liu Changchun!
"Then who is it?"
Old Master Zheng saw Huang Haonan's shocked expression and asked curiously.
Su Chen looked at Huang Haonan and nodded.
He knew that Station Head Huang Haonan already knew who it was.
Su Chen turned on the projector.
He started to connect to his phone.
He said as he connected the call.
"A hundred years ago, he was alone, a lone horse, and we Chinese athletes went to the meeting alone!”
"To prove to the world that we are not the sick men of East Asia.”
"When he appeared at the Olympic venue full of foreigners.”
"When there are tall and strong foreigners around, they are all athletes from various countries.”
"They formed a group. When they saw this person, it was as if they had seen a huge joke.”
Su Chen spoke calmly as if this matter had nothing to do with him, but Huang Haonan vaguely realized that this episode would be a huge explosion of power.
It just so happened to be the Olympics!
This episode was probably going to explode.
Su Chen connected his phone and the white projection screen behind him slowly lit up.
"That day."
"He alone represents the most populated country in the world.”
"Faced with the mocking gazes and mocking words of the foreigners around me, I'm afraid I'll have to face them.”
"He stubbornly held up the red flag and circled the field.”
"That flag, it's spelled China.”
Huang Haonan only thought about this scene and felt something flowing in his chest that he could not control.
"A hundred years ago, the motherland couldn't even afford his travel expenses across the ocean," he continued.”
"He sailed alone for twenty-five days, eating only a piece of bread a day.”
"He stepped onto the Olympic arena and shouted to the world. In the distant east, the ancient and huge sleeping lion is slowly waking up.”
Su Chen nodded.
"One day, he had a dream.”
"He dreamed that a Chinese man would win the Olympic Games in a hundred years!”
The eyes of Deputy Station Head Wan, Director Liu, the head of the Central TV Finance Department, Old Master Zhang, and the president of the Huaxia Institute of History gradually lit up.
The projector behind Su Chen started up.
The scene gradually became clearer.
On the black and white screen.
A yellow-skinned young man felt like a flag.
Gritting her teeth, she faced all the strange gazes.
On the flag was written in red--China!
Su Chen looked back at the historical photo and said to the people in the conference room,""I want to go back to the Olympics that year.”
"Tell that stubborn and stubborn athlete.”
"A hundred years later, we will no longer fight alone.”
"Behind us, there are 1.4 million Chinese forces!”
"Old generals don't die, and the flames are passed down. This golden age is as you wish.”
……
Huang Haonan had only thought about it, and his nose was already starting to sting!
He looked at Su Chen!
This fellow, no wonder he kept her in suspense for so long!
"A hundred years ago, we were ridiculed and not recognized.”
"But that day in 2008.”
"The fireworks are resplendent, and all nations come to pay their respects."
"It's as if we've returned to the golden age of the Great Tang!"
Su Chen looked back at the black-and-white photo and sized up the man named Liu Changchun.
"I want to go back and tell him."
"When the sleeping lion wakes up, it only needs a hundred years to return to its peak.”
"If miracles have colors, then this color is the Chinese red on his flag.”
Su Chen finished.
He stood where he was and waited calmly.
"It's him!"
Huang Haonan slammed the table and stood up without hesitation.
"Pass!"
"It's him!"
"Liu Changchun!"
Su Chen smiled brightly, revealing his beautiful teeth.
" The third episode of China's Collection."
"One person's Olympics, 1.4 million Chinese people.”
"Liu Changchun!"
Huang Haonan had originally thought that there was no one who was more capable than the First Emperor, Ying Zheng.
However, he never expected Su Chen to take a different path.
He thought of such a historical figure that not everyone knew.
Liu Changchun might not be famous enough!
But the Olympics!
Moreover, it didn't matter whether he was famous or not. At 8 p. m. sharp tomorrow, there would be 40 million people watching this show.
An hour later.
The whole country would know who the person who was gnawing on bread and stubbornly holding up the flag a hundred years ago was.
Huang Haonan didn't even dare to imagine the scene during the live broadcast.
He stood up with a serious expression.
"The contents of today's meeting are only known to the people present!”
"We absolutely can't let this leak out!"
"We have to suppress the audience first and then give them a feast!”
……
After the meeting ended.
The head of the finance department asked Su Chen for his account number.
The procedures could be done later. They were going to do this show tomorrow.
The funds for Su Chen must be in place!
Half an hour later.
The 120 million yuan for the program's production budget had already been transferred. Although it had not arrived yet, it was only a matter of time.
Su Chen and Old Master Zhang left together.
The president of the Huaxia Institute of History drove the car personally.
"Su Chen! You did well."
Sitting in the front passenger seat, the old man was still agitated.
He was a fan of the Ming Dynasty's history, so he had been discussing the Ming Dynasty's past with Su Chen along the way.
They chatted happily.
Su Chen received a production budget of 120 million, of which 20 million was sponsored by the Huaxia Institute of History.
Therefore, he had been hesitating.
The Yongle Grand Ceremony dungeon should still be buried six feet and six inches below Yonghe Palace.
Even if he knew about this, he couldn't possibly go to the Forbidden City and dig it up himself!
Even if he dug it out himself, he wouldn't be able to bring it out!
Even if he brought it out, he couldn't store it.
Moreover, this was the greatest treasure of all of China!
Since he had taken advantage of the History Research Institute, he might as well leak this information.
"We still have to look at Emperor Yong Le! He conquered the north of the desert five times, how strong…"
Su Chen sat up from the back seat and suddenly interrupted.
"Old Master Zheng!"
"Ah?" The old man turned around.
"That day, I flipped through the ancient books for the show.”
"I seem to have discovered an important secret in that ancient book, but I don't know if I can tell you."”
Old Master Zheng was slightly surprised. Then, he smiled kindly."Hahaha, Su Chen, just say it. We can study it together.”
Su Chen looked around and found the seat belt in the back seat.
"I think I know where the 22,800 volumes of the Yongle Grand Ceremony are buried."”
Creak!
The black car with the red flag suddenly stepped on the accelerator!
The president of the Huaxia Institute of History stepped on the brakes and almost threw the people in the car out!
"What did you say?"
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