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

Huaxia Cultural Research Institute.

Guan Hongshen sat on the seat, and Chen Jitong sat next to Guan Hongshen holding a teapot.

"It's General Huo today, it's hard to talk about General Huo!" Chen Jitong couldn't help feeling emotional.

It took only seven years for Huo Qubing to plagiarize General Yao until his death.

But these short seven years were the most heroic seven years in the history of the Great Han War.

However, such a magnificent and short life is difficult to talk about.

Guan Hong nodded deeply, and then said confidently: "You, watch the live broadcast more and learn from Xiaoyi, your ability is not as good as others."

Chen Jitong felt wronged.

Well, it's only been a while before he becomes Xiaoyi.

Sure enough, he is an outsider!

Then I'll go! !

In the live broadcast room, like New Year's Eve, everyone stared at the timer beside them at the same time.

"Nineteen. Eight. Three. Two. One!"

Like fireworks exploding in the dark night, the originally dark live broadcast room began to gradually appear a little light.

When the live broadcast room was not completely bright, the audience guarding the live broadcast room heard a burst of drum beating.

The sound of beating drums started from a slight sound, and gradually became louder with the bright light in the picture.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A sound, a sound, like a heartbeat, trembling in everyone's heart.

When foreign audiences heard this voice, they only felt grand and domineering, but domestic audiences became more and more excited.

It's the drums of war!

Even though they have never heard the sound of war drums, the memories in their blood let them know that at this moment, the drums in front of them come from the battlefield thousands of years ago!

The drums are getting louder!It fell on the ground like raindrops.

Then, when everyone's hearts reached their throats with the drumbeat, the drumbeat suddenly stopped!

The bright light in the picture also faded, and Lin Yi came from the dark, holding his hands together, as if holding something.

He walked slowly, his low voice replaced the rapid drumbeat.

"Beat the drums to make them boring, and use the troops enthusiastically. I will travel south alone in the city of Tuguo."

"From Sun Zizhong, Ping Chen and Song Dynasty. If I don't return, I am worried."

"Yuan lives in Yuan? Yuan loses his horse? In order to seek it? Under the forest."

"Death and life are bound together. Talk to Zicheng. Hold your hand and grow old with your son."

"Yu Kuo Xi, not me living. Yu Xi Xun, not me trusting."

While Ji Dong was reading, someone asked a question on the barrage.

"Death and life are so broad, tell Zicheng, this is not a love poem? My boyfriend used this to confess his love to me!"

"Hahaha, the sisters in front revealed their identity as Jiulouyu. This is a poem about the friendship between soldiers in war!"

"That's right! After all, fighting is a matter of life and death! This is the poem of the battlefield!"

In the picture, Lin Yi has already walked into the middle of the camera after reading the poem.

"Inheriting history and collecting China."

"I'm Lin Yi, let us walk into the legend of the Western Han Dynasty together today, Huo Qubing."

After he finished speaking, he let go of his hand.

At this time, the audience in the live broadcast room saw clearly what he was holding.

It was a glowing firefly.

The green fluorescence of fireflies is very tiny in the live broadcast, but it cannot be ignored.

The fluorescent lights behind its tail flickered on and off, flying towards Ji Dong's head little by little.

The camera follows the fireflies into the darkness.

In the darkness, the fluorescence behind the firefly's tail was particularly obvious.

The fluorescence expanded bit by bit in the darkness, gradually covering the darkness.

When the twilight turns into sunlight, the darkness also dissipates.

This opening scene was so immersive that everyone immediately forgot about the barrage, but after this period, everyone became active again at the same time.

""Collector" is really as conscientious as ever, this picture, I ask who in China can do it?!"

"Just now I have completely entered the perspective of fireflies, imagining myself flying out of Ji Dong's hands, and then flying into the hands of General Xiao Huo! This feeling of traveling through time and space is really good!"

"It's so conscientious! I feel that the quality of "Collection" really has nothing to say, and it completely beats all domestic programs at the beginning, regardless of genre!"

Foreign audiences also agree with domestic audiences.

"It's unbelievable, I just felt like I became that firefly!"

"This beginning is too amazing! This kind of immersion, even if I play VR games, I don't have such a feeling!"

"Maybe it's because I'm too involved, I just feel like I've followed Ji Dong through time!"

"Huaxia Technology is terrible, he will eventually stand on top of the world, right?"

In the picture, the light of the fireflies disappeared, and a Gobi Desert suddenly appeared in front of them.

On the Gobi Desert, the plants are sparse, and the sharp stones cover the entire land like yellow sand. There is no sign of animals anywhere in front of you.

On the contrary, there are dry dead plants all over the place.

Upon seeing this, everyone's first reaction was desolation.

However, such a desolate place was the land of the desert back then.

In the lens, the vast desert is as invisible as the ocean.

The cold wind blew away all the dry bones of the plant in the lens!
Then the camera slowly lifted up, and everyone could clearly see an army of ants moving forward slowly in the distance.

It is a windy day, and the windy road is difficult, let alone in this Gobi Desert.

However, that army walked extremely firm and steady.

The camera gradually zoomed in, and the ant-shaped army became more and more clear.

And as the camera zoomed in, all the audience in the live broadcast room became excited.

"Wait!! I'm not ready yet! I'm so excited! Is this leader General Xiaohuo?!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Is this my General Huo? Let me wash my hair! How can I see General Huo like this!!"

"Ho Ho, the famous General Huo, let me see what you look like!"

The audience in the foreign live broadcast room was also very excited.

"I watched related videos on YouTube, hehe, I heard that this little general is very powerful! I'm looking forward to it!"

"I also read the previous one! I also asked my Chinese friends, and I heard that General Xiao Huo is very good-looking! He is good-looking and can fight, so my heart is moved!"

"I've seen a lot of people's paintings of General Huo. I hope it's not a weak look. I still like handsome men!"

"I'm starting to get nervous!"

In the center.

Sun Hao hurried over with a pot of tea from the side.

Director Li has already nestled in his usual position, and an old man appeared in his position.

"Old Xu! What are you doing here again?!"

Director Xu turned around and smiled.

"Oh, old grandson, why are you so ignorant? I'm going to shoot Huo Qubing recently, so I'm here to learn some scriptures from you!"

Sun Hao snorted.

"That's your business, go away!"

In a good-tempered manner, Director Xu picked up a stool and put it beside him.

"Hey, sit down quickly, our little general Huo seems to be coming out soon!"