Dialogue between ancient and modern: I create programs, national treasures have spirits

Chapter 14 Gentlemen, read this book with me

Three days, like a white horse passing by, suddenly.

Yi Ze stood in front of the window, staring out the window.

Half a round of red sun, the sea of ​​clouds is ups and downs.

The night sky is approaching, and the moon is rising.

"It's time to go!"

After preparing everything for the application, Yi Ze drove to the studio.

Seven thirty-five in the evening!

The closed door of the studio was opened again.

A tall and straight figure walked towards the center of the stage step by step.

The gray Chinese tunic suit was neatly arranged, without any wrinkles.

At this moment, in the conference hall of Station V.

50 people were sitting inside, staring at the projection hanging on the wall.

The live broadcast room belonging to Yi Ze was still dark.

The title of the live broadcast room has been changed to "Dialogue with Ancient and Modern, National Treasure with Spirit"!
No specific national treasure was named, leaving plenty of suspense and expectations.

The female secretary stood aside, monitoring the data of the live broadcast room in real time with the tablet computer in her hand.

"The number of people online in the background started to increase half an hour ago, and now it has exceeded the 500 million mark."

Before Yi Ze arrived, there were already people waiting eagerly in the live broadcast room.

"There are still 10 minutes until the broadcast begins!"

"The number of people in the backstage exceeds ten million!"

The female secretary's voice trembled slightly, she was really shocked by this astonishing growth rate.

"Breaking 2000 million!"

Zheng Shicheng's face was calm, and he felt a little nervous when he heard the female secretary kept reporting the number of people in the live broadcast room.

Before the live broadcast started, 2000 million viewers were already waiting in the live broadcast room.

It is conceivable that once the live broadcast starts, how many people will flock into the live broadcast room.

With such a large number of viewers, once a mistake is made, the consequences will be disastrous.

But if Yi Ze can go one step further, then after this battle, there will be no one in the world who can wrestle with him again.

Li Wenhua swallowed a few mouthfuls of mineral water with difficulty, his palms full of sweat.

This battle is not only related to the future and destiny of Yize, but also related to the future development of vlivli.

If you succeed, you will be a god, if you lose, you will have nothing!
Last 5 minutes!

The studio with not enough light is a bit dim.

There is no photographer, no staff, and Yi Ze stands alone in the empty studio.

In order to better live broadcast, Yi Ze has bought the entire studio.

It is also to prevent some unpleasant episodes from occurring during the live broadcast.

"call!"

Yi Ze exhaled deeply, his heartbeat was very clear.

As the live broadcast approached, his blood started to boil slightly.

At this moment, his brain was clearer than ever, and his eyes were full of confidence.

This time, on behalf of the 14 Chinese people in future generations, he will have a dialogue with the Confucian classics that are the source of Chinese culture!
"Pass the torch from generation to generation, and keep flying!"

Yi Ze read softly, and gradually calmed down.

As a descendant of Yan and Huang in later generations, as a son and daughter of China who grew up under the influence of Confucian classics, Yi Ze felt and admired in his heart, and with deep respect, he opened this heavy chapter of history for 14 million people in future generations.

five!
Four!
three!
two!
One!

Time is up!

In the anticipation of everyone, the screen of the live broadcast room slowly unfolded.

"Set up your mind for the heaven and earth, set up your destiny for the life and the people, follow the sages of the past, and create peace for the world!"

An impassioned shout drew everyone's attention.

Familiar viewers will understand that this is not Yi Ze's voice.

"At the beginning, there are four sentences of Hengqu, what is little brother Yi Ze doing?"

The four voices of Hengqu slowly fell, and then the curtain lit up, with strong ink and wash connotations, accompanied by the sound of reading and writing, they rushed together.

"Worry about the world's worries first, and enjoy the world's joys later!"

"Life is what I want, and righteousness is also what I want. You can't have both, and those who give up life for righteousness!"

"Learn and practice it, isn't it also a talk? It's a pleasure to have a friend from afar? People don't know but don't feel sullen, isn't it a gentleman?"

The sound of childish children reading seems to be a clear spring, flowing into the hearts of every audience, and some people have already begun to sing along softly, this beautiful sentence passed down through the ages in China.

The screen slowly pulls in, entering the lush bamboo forest, entering the simple and natural house, and entering the three-foot podium.

The light flashed on the faces of countless young children full of vitality, and pairs of eyes full of hope seemed to pass through the picture, staring at all the audience in front of the screen.

Then, all the light was focused on one point, on the three-foot podium.

On the three-foot podium, a figure in a Chinese tunic suit slowly appeared, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was calm.

Opening his eyes, Yi Ze's calm and thick voice sounded slowly:

"Reading, for what?
For the sake of learning rich and talented, being well-informed and knowledgeable,
For the sake of Tian Xingjian, the gentleman strives for self-improvement tenaciously,
In order to insist on not letting go of the green hills, Li Genyuan's tenacity in the broken rocks,
In order to make it easy for young people to learn but difficult for old people to learn, and for those who cannot afford to take an inch of time lightly,
In order to repay the lofty ambition and pride of blooming together with peach blossoms if I were Qing Emperor in his year,
In order to be brave and fearless to be smashed to pieces, to leave innocence in the world,

It is bamboo stick straw sandals that lightly beat horses, who is afraid?A cloud of misty rain Ren Pingsheng's free and easy magnanimity,
It is the selfless dedication of hoping that the common people will be full and warm, and that they will work tirelessly to leave the mountains and forests.

Scholars of my generation must not fall into moral integrity!
If you are determined, you should think about your true character, and you must work hard to study!

Every student has been pursuing the footsteps of the sages all his life.

Looking up to the sky and going out laughing, my generation is from Penghao, Li Bai is arrogant and unruly.

It is Zhang Zai's firm ambition to inherit the unique knowledge of the past saints and bring peace to all generations.

The road is long and long, I will search up and down, and Qu Yuan is actively seeking progress.

She is full of passion and hard work, even if she sprinkles it, she can still transform Bi Tao, and Qiu Jin is not afraid of sacrifice.

Since ancient times, no one has died in life, and he has kept his loyal heart to reflect the history. Wen Tianxiang will never change until his death.

Every student is the hope of Huaxia in the future.

Every classic book is the foundation of China handed down from generation to generation.

The 5000-year civilization continues the continuous spiritual blood of China and tells us where it came from;

The 5000-year civilization has created classics handed down with profound Chinese connotations, and taught us why to move forward;

Inheriting the classics of the sages, opening up the face of the times.

Dear viewers, I am Yi Ze.

Today, let us enter the Chinese classics passed down from generation to generation, read the eternal glory that shines eternally in the long history, and feel with our hearts the sincere teachings of the most holy teachers from the Spring and Autumn Period!
All gentlemen, please read this book with me! "

Yi Ze picked up a piece of chalk and placed it on the blackboard with heavy ink and colors.

"The Analects of Confucius"!
On the lecture table, the thick bamboo slips were gently opened, and a figure came slowly from the book.

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(It has been changed many times, it is really difficult to write, please forgive me for the bad writing (▽)/)

(End of this chapter)