After talking to Zou Hongyun, Su Zheng and Huang Wenbo left the broadcasting station.
On the way back, Huang Wenbo said to Su Zheng, who was sitting in the passenger seat.
"Little Su, are you really that confident?”
Su Zheng nodded with certainty.
"No one knows 'Drawing Swords' better than me.”
"If I didn't have enough confidence, I wouldn't have done such a thing.”
Huang Wenbo sighed slightly when he heard Su Zheng's words.
What else could he say?
"The budget for the studio has already been spent. We don't have the budget for publicity.”
"Otherwise, it's good to sharpen your spear at the last minute.”
Su Zheng said indifferently.
"It's okay. I didn't plan to start with publicity.”
……
Time flew by. Half a month later.
CCTV1 was finally free.
" Drawing Swords " was officially broadcasted on CCTV1's primetime slot.
Because there was no publicity in the early stages, very few people knew about it.
Therefore, the broadcast of 'Drawing Swords' was definitely very low-key.
Many of the television viewers did not even know that there was a new drama.
In an ordinary family.
A man in his fifties had just had dinner.
He was sitting on the sofa watching television.
This was basically the norm in many families.
The man muttered as he changed the channel with the remote control.
" Sigh, television nowadays."
"After the news broadcast ended, we couldn't find a program that people could watch.”
As he adjusted it, the man switched the television channel to cctv1.
The sound of gunfire came from the television.
The man did not even have the desire to put down the remote control. He could not help but mutter.
"In this world, even CCTV1 has been dragged into the water.”
"The tragic years of war have almost become a joke.”
Although he complained, the man's gaze did not leave the television.
After watching for a while, the man was still holding the remote control in his hand, but he had forgotten to change the channel.
" Drawing Swords " that was playing on the television quickly attracted the man's attention.
The tattered Eighth Route Army uniform and the lack of guns and ammunition.
In the face of the fierce attack of the Japanese army, the Eighth Route Army could only resist desperately.
The man had already forgotten what he had just said.
There were no young hunks or slickbacks in the video. All the 8th Route Army soldiers had either a buzz cut or bald heads. Even if their hair was slightly long, they were all messy.
This time, the man was deeply attracted.
Just as the man was watching the drama seriously.
A young man in his twenties walked over, shook off the water droplets on his hands, and looked at the television.
"Dad, why are you watching the anti-Japanese drama?”
"The more I look at this thing, the more boring it becomes. It's a complete waste of time.”
However, the man acted as if he hadn't heard the young man's words. His eyes didn't have the desire to leave the television at all.
The young man felt helpless and shouted.
"Dad."
At this moment, the man finally reacted. He hurriedly glanced at the young man and then returned his gaze to the television.
"What did you say?"
The young man was speechless.
"I was wondering why you were so fascinated by the anti-Japanese drama.”
"It's better to watch an idol drama. At least it's a little fun.”
The man waved his hand and said without looking back.
"This isn't an anti-Japanese drama. I really don't know who filmed this drama. It looks quite interesting.”
"If you don't believe me, come over and take a look.”
The young man sat beside his father in disbelief and turned his gaze to the television.
Just in time for Li Yunlong to appear.
When the young man saw this, he did not stand up from the sofa.
The two men watched the television with a straight face and were too lazy to move.
……
On the other side, a young man was eating at a restaurant.
This kind of restaurant had no private rooms and only a lobby. The lively atmosphere was quite good.
There was a TV hanging on one of the walls in the lobby, and it was playing CCTV1.
Seeing this, the young man pursed his lips as he watched the battle between the Japanese army and the Eighth Route Army.
"There's a new anti-Japanese drama.”
"This is CCTV1. I originally thought that the country would control this phenomenon of anti-Japanese dramas appearing frequently, but it seems that there's no hope.”
However, while waiting for the dishes to be served, the young man took a look and could not take his eyes off her.
Not long after, more and more people came to the shop until it was full.
Most importantly, the discussions in the restaurant were very quiet. Everyone was staring at the television screen.
Some people even forgot that the main purpose of sitting here was to eat.
When they saw the exciting scenes, there were people clapping and cheering from time to time.
"What kind of drama is this? It's so well filmed.”
"Isn't it written on it? Can't you see the words 'Unsheathed Sword'?”
"Oh, oh, I was just watching the plot and didn't notice. This director is definitely a talent.”
"Maybe he's someone who experienced that era. After all, this war scene is indeed real. Wasn't the Eighth Route Army so poor at the beginning?”
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