The next day.
The sun set in the west and night fell.
A crescent moon slowly rose into the night sky. The bright moonlight shone on the bustling city and the buildings that were gradually lit up.
It was close to eight o'clock.
Director Sun and the others were not the only ones waiting nervously in the office.
All the staff members were also waiting for orders.
However, compared to an order…
They were filled with anticipation.
They were also looking forward to the second episode of China's Legacy and who Lin Yi would talk to!
"The number of viewers in the live broadcast room has exceeded five million!”
"Breaking through 10 million!"
"17 million!"
Director Sun listened to the backstage supervisor's excited voice through the earpiece.
Her clenched hands were already filled with cold sweat.
Having a large audience was a good thing.
But similarly.
It was also a double-edged sword!
The starting point was too high. If they wanted to maintain the freshness and appeal of the show, they would have to rely on more than just the dialogue characters.
It was the quality of the entire program.
Once Lin Yi lost this battle, the infamy that blotted the sky and earth would follow.
Everything he had done before would have been for naught.
However, if Lin Yi won…
He would definitely become a god!
He was still like this in the face of such pressure.
Where was Lin Yi?
Sun Hao looked away from the screen that had yet to light up. He took out his phone and quickly typed a few words on the keyboard.
He sent it to Lin Yi.
"Don't be nervous, no matter if you win or lose, the central platform is behind you!”
Seeing the message from Station Head Sun, Lin Yi took a deep breath and tidied up his neatly ironed tunic suit.
He reached out and slowly pushed open the garage door.
"Creak!"
It was as if the door to history had been opened again.
Lin Yi walked into the recording studio step by step and turned on the equipment one by one.
After finishing all the preparations, he adjusted his emotions and state for the last time.
moment later
Lin Yi puffed out his chest and raised his head again, all the emotions on his face restrained.
As a professional emcee…
He understood very well.
When it came to history, no personal emotions could be mixed in.
Not only was he the host of " Ancient Chinese Collection ", he was also the person who flipped the pages of historical books for thousands of viewers!
"The time has been chosen."
"The location has been chosen."
"Begin transmigration!"
……
History Research Institute.
Stairway meeting room.
Usually, only when there was a major breakthrough in historical research projects would a meeting be held.
At the place where he listened to the report.
At this moment.
All the members of the History Research Institute were present.
Because of one person.
He was the living fossil of the Institute of History, Zhao Ting Yuan!
Although Zhao Ting Yuan had retired, he was still an indispensable existence for the Institute of History.
Many of the people present were once Elder Zhao's disciples.
Including the current president of the Institute of History.
And today.
The reason why Elder Zhao had gathered all the members of the Institute of History was not for anything else but to watch the second episode of China's Collection together.
To the other spectators, it was a lively and exciting scene.
They were hot-blooded.
To historians like them.
But it was not just that.
They studied history and historical figures, not just the events that happened in the course of history.
All the props in the Four Seas Return to One Palace that appeared on the screen were exactly the same as their previous speculations about the history of the Qin Dynasty.
This was the proof of history.
It was the blood, sweat, and tears of countless people.
It was worth studying!
Elder Zhao sat in the middle of the first row.
He turned to look at the dean beside him.
"Who is the character in the second episode? Is there a trailer or something? Let me take a look first.”
"No, I haven't."
The dean waved his hand helplessly.
He sighed.
"Old Master, forget about the trailer, there isn't even a brief introduction. Central TV is being very mysterious this time. There isn't even a brief introduction.”
Elder Zhao smiled." It doesn't matter. Anyway, we're studying history. Any dynasty has something to do with us!"”
The dean nodded in agreement.
"Old Master is right. Although it's uncomfortable, it's about to start. It won't take long!”
While the two of them were talking, the lights in the stairway meeting room gradually dimmed.
The screen slowly lit up.
Gradually, four ancient words appeared:
China's collection!
At this moment, there were only five minutes left before the show started.
There were no advertisements, no previews, and no introductions.
There were only these four words on the screen.
Everyone knew that every second of a CCTV commercial was worth thousands of dollars.
A five-minute commercial was worth more than a hundred million!
But even so.
The station head, Sun Hao, still made such a decision.
Faced with a program of the level and historical appeal of " Ancient China ", faced with such a high level of national attention.
Any commercial advertisements were extremely inappropriate.
Although 100 to 200 million was a lot, how could it match the expectations of tens of millions of viewers?
Not as good.
He wanted to use this little waiting time to let the audience adjust their mood to the calmest state.
Waiting for the upcoming explosion!
Even though the program had yet to begin, the entire conference room was extremely quiet.
Everyone looked up at the huge screen.
He was a little nervous.
Elder Zhao's wrinkled hands gently rubbed the armrests on both sides.
It was as if every second was torture.
However…
It was also mixed with happiness and anticipation.
Suddenly.
The four words on the screen slowly disappeared, and a faint light gradually lit up on the black screen.
"Clang!"
A musical sound rang out.
It was as if they had crossed a long time and space, causing everyone present to tense up slightly.
Elder Zhao also felt his heart beating violently. It was as if at this moment, he had turned back into that young man in his twenties.
In order to delve into history, he was tireless.
Elder Zhao listened attentively.
"Guqin is the first of the four arts. Its tone is subtle and deep, simple and elegant.”
" Then, it's the xun, the sound of the beginning of autumn. Everything is yellow, and it's made of earth…"
When the music started, almost everyone automatically matched the records in their memories.
"There wasn't any music before, but I added music today. Is it related to the person we're talking to today? Or could this be the future background music for 'Ancient Chinese Masterpiece'? Zither, xun, chime, pipa…"
Elder Zhao frowned.
Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but he couldn't tell what year it was.
Who was this person?
In the next second.
"Wuuu
The horn sounded.
As if the prelude to war had been opened, the intense sound of war drums could be heard.
The voice grew louder and clearer.
It was as if they were hitting everyone's hearts, causing their hearts to beat violently.
At this moment, they had already forgotten.
To figure it out.
To speculate.
Instead, it was like an intense war drum, his blood boiling.
At this moment.
The music played gently, like the ups and downs of history.
Accompanied by the music, a deep and magnetic voice slowly sounded,
"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away all the heroes.”
"Right and wrong, success or failure, empty talk."
"The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red.”
Lin Yi walked forward step by step on the quiet historical corridor.
At the end of the corridor.
It was no longer a towering bronze gate, but a heavy and thick city wall.
Dark red bloodstains were printed on the city walls.
It was as if…
That was the mark left behind by history.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm Lin Yi."
"In the five thousand years of China, apart from Qin, the world was unified!”
"The Ming Dynasty is the most domineering."
"The Son of Heaven guards the gates of the country, and the king dies for the country.”
"Today, let me lead everyone to push open this city wall that bears the weight of history and meet a special emperor.”
Lin Yi reached out and pushed the city wall.
In an instant.
The city wall collapsed like a giant dragon from the east…
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