Tracing China: Through history, dialogue between ancient and modern

Chapter 8 Listening to the Voice of Hope for Future Generations

Chapter 8 Listening to the Voice of Hope for Future Generations
The height of the Haojing Hall.

In the pitch-black night, there are many sounds that do not belong to this era, from far to near, resounding and echoing in the air!
Both are modern notes from around three years ago.

The sound of car horns, train tracks, and airplane jets...

King Wu looked at the night sky in the distance and asked, "Sir, why do you only hear the sound but not the picture?"

This Emperor Zhou just wanted to see the future of China.

Lin Feng stretched out his hand, and once again lightly separated the air, his movements were elegant and concise, and after a while, he saw light flickering in the air more than ten meters away from them, and then a light and shadow screen emerged, like a huge screen in a movie theater, standing horizontally In the dark night, beating dazzling brilliance.

After a burst of chaotic light flickered, a blurry picture appeared on the screen, which gradually became clear.

The scene in the screen is a perspective overlooking the earth.

Then the time and space were pulled closer, from big to small, and finally saw a bustling city night scene.

One after another tall buildings towered under the sky, like immortal buildings descending from the sky.

Brilliantly lit, brilliant lights pierced the darkness.

Everywhere in the city, the straight and horizontal roads are like an inscrutable paintbrush, depicting and depicting the land.

Various vehicles gallop between cities.

far away.

Accompanied by the piercing sound of the engine, a plane took off, and within a few seconds, it had already broken through the clouds and mist and went to the unknown world.

more distant areas.

The huge flame was raging, it was a rocket, like a roaring oriental dragon, rushing into the vast universe, headed for the mysterious moon palace.

In the eastern land, there are also countless sounds of joy, and countless people are shouting and cheering...

The lake surface on the screen was pulled away again, and came to the sky above the city.

Look up.

This vast eastern land has countless cities and countless prosperity...

Lin Feng withdrew his palm, those images slowly disappeared, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, this kind of remote control almost exceeded his limit.

Fortunately, everything was completed without incident.

King Wu stood there, unable to regain his senses for a long time. For him, the prosperity of China 3000 years later had completely refreshed his cognition.

He originally thought that there would be countless galloping war horses in China in later generations, but those huge means of transportation can travel thousands or tens of thousands of miles a day, and even charge into the vast universe, aren't they more powerful than war horses?
He thought that there would be solid houses in the future, but wouldn't the buildings that looked like fairy buildings be more amazing?
He originally thought that future generations would be able to master the use of fire, but that light, which was as bright as day, had mastered the power of "Thunder"!
King Wu said with emotion:
"Even the thunderous power of the gods can be manipulated at will, and the prosperity of future generations is really earth-shattering."

Even the Son of Heaven expresses such emotions, one can imagine how emotional the audience watching the show are?

"The emperor is shocked, and the future generations will prosper, hehehe!"

"I have no regrets in my life to enter China."

"That scene really made me cry. A few decades ago, our country was still impoverished, but now the great power in the East has woken up and is struggling to rise."

"Damn it! I really want to light a cigarette for King Wu and talk to him about the prosperity of future generations."

"This program of Guangtai is the best of the best."

……

Guangtai meeting room.

Deputy director Zhang Min stared at the screen in front of her, and she couldn't help asking, "Director Du, I heard that the double special effects of this kind of editing are unimaginably expensive no matter at home or abroad?"

Director Du replied, "Yes, double editing is more difficult, and it also needs to cooperate with Lin Feng's gestures in the camera, plus azimuth, time axis, sound effects, clarity, timely adjustments in various aspects, timely cutting, real-time live broadcast stage , can achieve such success in a limited time of a few minutes, looking at the world, it is definitely one of the few."

Zhang Min said again, "Director Du, based on your many years of experience, how much would it cost to create a realistic scene like Lin Feng's?"

Director Du thought for a while and replied, "Double editing, but also to ensure the highest definition, it is estimated to cost 10,000+ per second."

Zhang Min frowned and said in a low voice, "Is it enough?"

Certainly not enough.

What Director Du meant was that he obviously wanted to protect Lin Feng, if this new variety show burns too much money.

The show may be called off.

After all, in the station, all kinds of situations have to be considered comprehensively. No matter how good your program is, if you burn money like water, no one can stand it.

Zhang Min looked to one side and said, "Old Xu, after the show is over, bring all kinds of data. In the morning tomorrow, you will personally report the situation to the director, and ask him to make the final decision."

Old Xu pretended to be relaxed and said, "The money problem is actually easy to solve. The first and last advertising costs of the program are a big one."

Zhang Min said domineeringly, "If it's really a good show that can hit the whole Internet, no matter how much it costs, it will be smashed..."

In the lens.

Lin Feng was about to answer the third question from King Wu.

This third question is actually a question... Is there hope for the people of future generations!

What is hope?

There are big and small.

As small as firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea, as small as family chores, and even the mental state of ordinary people.

In a big way, it can refer to the hope of a country, or the hope of a nation.

This question is not easy to answer.

Because it is not a belief, it can be solved.

A superficial statement certainly cannot convince King Wu of Zhou.

The program is "Tracing Back to China, Traveling Through Ancient Times", and later you need to talk to King Wu to understand the real ancient secrets.

Lin Feng's answer satisfies King Wu.

Will be able to trace back to more secrets of the Chinese ancestors.

King Wu put his hands on his back and said, "Sir, this king's third question, how should you answer?"

Lin Feng said, "This junior wants to answer King Wu's doubts with the voice of future generations."

King Wu frowned, "Voice?"

Where's the voice coming from?
Lin Feng said, "That was a cry, the cry of generations of Chinese descendants, and it still resounds in the sky to this day."

He made a "please" gesture, signaling King Wu to look up at the sky.

A mighty voice came from, from the sky.

Like a raging ocean, sweeping across the earth.

The whole boundless mountains and plains.

Seems to be turbulent, echoing...

"I rule the six kingdoms, unite the world, build the Great Wall to town the dragon veins of the nine states, defend our Great Qin, and protect our country. I swear this oath in the name of the First Emperor!"

"How dare the Xiongnu mess up my world?"

"The generals of the Great Qin Dynasty obey the order and leave the northern border."

"Within a radius of a hundred miles, no matter women, children, old or young, pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep, they are killed and burned, turned into scorched earth, and no grass will grow for ten thousand years."

……

This is the cry of an ancient emperor.

All the audience knew that the speaker was none other than Shihuang Yingzheng.

Just a few words.

But the people who heard it were excited, wishing they could wear armor and mount war horses to kill the Huns in the northern border and protect the gate of China.

Lin Feng said quietly, "King Wu, please again!"

Deep night sky.

Someone heard the sound of drums beating in a hurry on the battlefield, galloping horses, and clashing swords, and could instantly imagine the blowing of sand and dust in the sky, and the cries of countless soldiers to fight bravely and charge forward.

The sound filled the ears and immediately made people nervous.

It seems that there is really an ancient war that is about to happen.

In the end, there was a loud cry that pierced the sky. It was the voice of an ancient emperor.

"Kou can go, so can I!"

Every character is sonorous and powerful, as if it can penetrate the soul of a person and arouse strong resonance.

On the Internet, someone excitedly said, "This, this is the domineering saying of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty."

Another audience member said, "Emperor Qin, Han and Wu, one in front and one in back, are the kings in the world in my Chinese history."

"It's unbelievable. I'm looking for another voice actor to dub the voice. This is too powerful. I'm excited all over when I hear it."

"Just one sentence can already summarize the life of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty."

"The cry of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty made the Xiongnu split up, and the Central Plains was stable for hundreds of years."

"Isn't this exactly what King Wu needs...hope?"

"Yes, the common people need this kind of cry and hope."

All the people who watched the live broadcast had their hearts hanging with the end, and they were so nervous.

a time.

Everyone is guessing.

Who is the third cry?
(End of this chapter)

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