The clansmen knelt down.
Zhang Qilin collapsed.
Countless shouts and prayers sounded continuously.
The last moment of the memory stopped here.
As Zhang Qilin fell.
The memory stopped abruptly.
......
Inside the International Coliseum.
Everyone looked disappointed.
He was originally watching with great enthusiasm!
The scene suddenly disappeared!
The host looked at the time. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. If he continued to watch, he would probably have to stay up all night.
Hence, he quietly went backstage and asked the director for instructions.
"Director, this scene has ended. I think it's a little late. Why don't we end the show first? Broadcast it tomorrow?"
The emcee looked at the director who was smoking and said carefully.
"It's not too late."
The director blew out a smoke ring and smiled.”
"But the deadline for our rental at the stadium seems to be six o'clock this afternoon. We've already exceeded it by more than three hours."
"I heard that for every hour of overtime, you have to pay an overtime fee of 1 million yuan?" the host said worriedly.”
"We have to pay an overtime fee. We have already paid three times.”The director nodded without any intention of hiding anything.
The host was stunned.
One million an hour, and this director actually agreed so easily?
He didn't feel any pain at all?
"You don't have to worry about it. Just continue hosting. I'll pay you five times your usual salary!”The director started to get impatient.
"This…"
Hearing that there was a huge overtime pay, the host was delighted.
However, as a professional host, he was still a little worried, so he suggested,"If it continues, it might go on all night. Zhang Qilin is hibernating on the stage and is being supplemented with nutrient fluids, but the audience below the stage isn't. I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on.”
"Besides, I'm not sure if these viewers are willing to watch the show all night."
"Don't worry about that!" The director smiled, took out his phone, opened a page, and threw it to the host.
The host took a look.
On the screen was the interface of the official account of Memories of Life.
He saw that three hours ago, the official account had released a voting option.
The content of the voting was that because the show was too popular, many viewers were unwilling to take it off the air.
Therefore, the production team was prepared to extend the end of today's program based on the opinions of the audience.
The first option was to play it overnight.
The second option was to end at 10 p. m.
What was the result?
The number of votes for the all-night broadcast was 580 million!
And the voting that ended at 10 pm was only 13 votes!
What the f * ck!
The host swallowed hard.
It had been a long time since he had seen such a crazy audience!
Zhang Qilin's memories were so attractive!
Hundreds of millions of viewers were willing to stay up all night to watch!
"Whoosh!"
The emcee let out a long sigh and walked out of the room.
When he returned to the stage.
He glanced at the audience.
Good heavens.
Everyone in the audience was in high spirits and their expressions were very excited. They did not look sleepy at all!
No one left their seats!
The 100,000 viewers were still fully seated!
Whoosh!
Just as he was thinking about writing his script, the memory image in the center of the stadium suddenly exploded.
Countless fragments of light reassembled.
It formed an image.
It seemed that Zhang Qilin's next memory was about to start playing!
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The 100,000 viewers immediately adjusted their sitting positions.
The experts were also waiting!
“.......”
The host smiled bitterly. Perhaps this was Zhang Qilin's charm?
......
The memory replayed.
Snow Mountain.
The endless snowy mountains.
The magnificent scene of the snowy mountain appeared before everyone's eyes.
This made everyone's eyes light up!
Zhang Qilin went to the snow mountain?
Just when everyone was curious, Zhang Qilin appeared.
He looked much more mature now. He was about 1.8 meters tall, and the youthfulness on his face had completely disappeared.
Zhang Qilin was wearing a thick green Tibetan robe, walking alone on the snow-covered mountain steps.
The mountain steps were very steep, almost straight up and down.
However, Zhang Qilin didn't seem to be struggling to walk.
Very quickly.
He arrived at the entrance of the lama temple.
In front of his eyes.
It was an extremely dilapidated temple door. It was very small, and the wooden door was only half the width of a person.
Behind them was a small courtyard. The snow on the ground had been swept away, revealing many stone tables and chairs.
He looked behind him.
At the end of the courtyard were all houses built against the mountain. The houses extended to the horizon without end, and it was extremely spectacular.
In the courtyard, there were three young lamas warming themselves by the fire.
When they saw Zhang Qilin enter, they were all stunned.
Zhang Qilin opened his mouth and said in Tibetan,""Melon really wears a hat, Cecil chaff."
“......”
The three young lamas nodded in a daze and then made a gesture of invitation.
Then, they began to lead Zhang Qilin into the house.
The first building was the largest and was where the lamas performed their rituals. There was a long wooden ladder behind the house.
The lamas climbed up layer by layer.
Zhang Qilin followed behind.
After an unknown amount of time, they passed by an unknown number of rooms.
The leading young lama stopped in his tracks.
Zhang Qilin looked around. He was now in a pitch-black room.
The young llama retreated respectfully.
Zhang Qilin was left alone in the room.
He walked forward expressionlessly.
Looking around, he realized that this was a meditation room. The entire room was very dark, and only a little light shone in through the window.
In the darkness.
The audience could vaguely see many blurry shadows, which seemed to be piles of scriptures.
They also discovered that…
This room originally had many windows.
However, the windows were covered with thick blankets.
Perhaps it was because the blanket was too old, there were many tiny holes on it that had rotted away. The light from the window shone through these small holes.
After getting used to the light in the room.
All the audience and experts realized that Zhang Qilin had already sat down in the room.
Opposite him, there was an older lama who was looking at him with bright eyes.
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