Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

While Ji Dong was preparing, CCTV was not idle.

There is still one day before the new issue of "Collection of Huaxia", but the first issue has been begged by many netizens.

How can it not be replayed? !

And the replay time is not in the morning or during the day.

It was also scheduled for the prime time at night.

Eight o'clock that night.

This eternal dialogue was once again revealed to everyone.

HD, original sound.

One frame was not cut, one frame was not moved.

The long-awaited tens of millions of viewers put down their mobile phones, games, and various network software.

Stay in front of the computer, stay in front of the TV screen.

They want to take a look.

This is an eternal dialogue that has been passed down from word to mouth and received countless praises.

Take a look at the First Emperor --- Ying Zheng!

The hustle and bustle on the Internet instantly quieted down.

But it is like the night before the storm, the dawn before the dawn.

Wait until the moment of eruption.

As time progressed little by little, the number of online viewers of "Collection of China" also increased rapidly.

but.

The entire network is still extremely quiet.

No one sent any news about "Collection of Huaxia".

this moment.

The whole world seemed to have lost its voice.

this moment.

The originally noisy square fell into dead silence.

Everyone looked up at the huge screen above the building. On the screen, Lin Yi in a Chinese tunic suit stood side by side with Shi Huang.

"Gu Gan personally leads hundreds of thousands of troops to fight on the battlefield!"

"Although Gu longs for longevity, he is not afraid of death!"

"but!"

"If I can see with my own eyes the prosperity and prosperity of the future generations, even if I die, I will have no regrets!"

The sonorous and powerful Ying Zheng is domineering.

But seeing this scene, the eyes of the grandpa and aunt dancing in the square dance turned red.

A family of three walking, their complexions trembling slightly, their eyes gleaming with pearls.

A teenager playing a skateboard holds the skateboard tightly.

He opened his mouth, but it felt like his throat was blocked by something.

Can't say a word.

"Although Gu was not born in later generations, future generations are connected with Gu's blood!"

"I can't lead my soldiers personally, fight on the battlefield, and crush the foreign countries that bully China after 2000."

"But Gu!"

"I also long for the prosperity of future generations!"

"I also long for the safety of the Chinese people!"

Ying Zheng's eyes are like stars.

The extremely penetrating voice seems to pass through the screen and hit everyone's heart directly.

"I just want to see it!"

"solitary!"

"Look!"

With the sound of the last word, the skateboard in the boy's arms fell down.

"boom!"

This sound was like a beacon.

Directly set fire to hundreds of people in the square!

"Lin Yi, show him!!"

"Let Shi Huang see our future generations! See our future!"

"We are connected with the blood of Shihuang!!"

The elders and aunts shouted with all their strength, and the voices of the young boys with immature faces were hoarse.

The voices of middle-aged men and women choked up.

At this moment, the atmosphere of the entire square was heightened to the extreme!

……

border defense.

As soon as the curtain of the tent was pulled open, the gust of wind filled with sand and dust poured into the tent.

The entire tent seemed to have been washed by sand and dust.

The instructor who had just got into the tent shook the sand on the brim of his hat and rubbed his skin that had been chapped by the sun.

I saw dark-skinned fighters sitting on the bench.

Eyes covered with tears, fixedly staring at the small TV screen in the tent.

On the screen that occasionally flickers with snowflakes.

The emperor wearing a crown on his head, his robes fluttering.

However, he stared in shock at the scene that appeared in the space-time rift split by Ji Dong's sword.

And right now.

Teams of soldiers marched forward in unison, valiantly and vigorously.

"Sincerely—"

"salute!"

The moment the order sounded, the instructor's heart trembled slightly.

next second.

The singing of Lin Yi and Shihuang came one after another.

"Why don't you say you have no clothes? The same robe with your son."

"Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear..."

The sound of singing continued to echo in the tent.

"stand up!"

I don't know who yelled, but everyone stood up unanimously, and tears ran across the cracked skin of everyone, feeling faint pain.

But no one cares.

A young soldier's voice was hoarse, but it seemed that he had exhausted the greatest strength in his life.

shouted hoarsely:
"salute!"

tread!
Including the instructor who had just entered, everyone walked in unison and raised their dark and dry right hands to their eyebrows.

Salute the martyrs, salute the ancestors!
This hoarse voice seemed to penetrate the vast desert and echoed on the Gobi beach.

It seems to have penetrated the alpine snow field and sang in the cold wind.

It seems to have passed through the tropical jungle and circled in the forest.

It seems to penetrate the endless sea.

The lingering sound is endless.

Each soldier burst into tears.

But he also raised his rough right hand to his brow.

"Huaxia Domain, don't give up an inch of land!"

"In the Huaxia domain, every inch of land must be contested!"

"Those who offend me Huaxia will be punished even if they are far away!"

This is a belief that has spanned millennia.

This is the blood rooted in the bones of the children of China.

This is Huaxia's eternal belief!
And at this moment, on the plateau of Huaxia, deep in the Gobi beach, at the border of Haiphong...

Boundary monuments stood quietly.

On the boundary monument, the red national emblem is engraved with red lacquer, and there are two bright red characters engraved below:
"Huaxia!"

……

under the night sky.

A cluster of bonfires was ignited, and the firelight reflected on each of the immature faces, as if the light of hope had been ignited.

A red banner hung on the tent next to the campfire.

"Hope Primary School Summer Camp!"

Two young female teachers had tear stains on their faces.

The hand holding the tablet trembled slightly.

But still persisted, refusing to put the tablet down.

As the picture continued to change, the camera fell on the faces of a number of teenagers. They wore red scarves, their thin arms were raised above their eyebrows, and their faces were full of pride and confidence.

And under their feet is the Great Wall that has stood for thousands of years.

Guard the Great Wall of China!
The students who participated in the summer camp were not very old. They didn't know what an emperor was, and they didn't understand why the teacher was crying.

But the national feelings rooted in their hearts are interlinked.

Especially seeing the presence of peers.

The faces of each child were even more excited red.

At this time.

Suddenly a voice came from the screen.

"Why are you reading?"

Such a question was very unfamiliar to Ying Zheng.

But for every child in Huaxia, they have heard it countless times.

The answer has already taken root in my heart!
Before the boy on the screen opened his mouth, the students rushed to answer one by one: "Study for the rise of China!"

The two teachers squeezed out the tears from their eyes, and looked at the little red faces seriously.

This is the future of Huaxia!
This is China's hope!
……

Central station.

Sun Hao, who was sitting in the conference room, had already seen it once, but at this moment, he still clenched his fists.

Eye sockets are red.

"Good! Good! Good!!"

After receiving the order, the staff in the studio took off their headphones one after another.

They stood up and applauded almost at the same time.

"Clap clap clap!"

There was endless applause, but all the staff were still excited.

An hour-long show, not just a show.

It ignited the hearts of all the audience.

Include them too!
The "Huaxia Collection" produced by Lin Yi is not enough just to call it a classic.

only.

It can only be described as the best in ancient and modern times!