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

Chapter 9 Unexpected (Second update!)

The picture scroll gradually disappeared, and the long river of history was hidden in the darkness.

On the altar, the glasses of wine were messed up, and the burning flames had already been extinguished.

Siyang Fangzun stood there blankly, as if he was still thinking about what he had just seen.

Shocked, amazed, and proud expressions kept appearing on his face.

He opened his arms and closed his eyes, as if to embrace this vibrant future.

There is darkness behind him, but there is light in front of him.

After a while, he turned around and walked towards Yi Ze slowly.

In the eyes, full of joy.

"Junior, thank you for showing me this."

Siyang Fangzun's tone was full of satisfaction, but at the same time he was a little reluctant.

He is a national treasure, so he can naturally feel that Yi Ze is about to leave.

"I am very relieved to see that the Chinese descendants can achieve such a great achievement, but..."

Siyang Fang Zun changed the subject, Yi Ze understood that this was to warn him.

Therefore, Yi Ze bowed and said, "Senior, if you have anything to say, let me convey it for you."

"My younger generation, my view of the Chinese craftsmanship of later generations is already a myth. What I have seen is beyond my expectations."

"Although I belong to the fate of the country, I still yearn for the future generations very much, but it is a pity that I cannot stay for a long time. I, the people of the future generations of China, should bear in mind a word."

"Please teach me seniors."

"Go to the museum and see me more!"

Yi Ze was taken aback for a moment, and raised his head to look at Siyang Fang Zun, only to see his eyes blink mischievously, his eyes full of childishness.

For a while, Yi Ze was speechless, really, Fang Zun of Siyang did not follow the routine!
In the live broadcast room, after a short period of silence, the bullet screen swiped again.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, look at Yi Ze's expression, it's amazing!"

"Emma laughed so hard that my stomach hurts, which ghost came up with this copywriting!"

"Senior, don't worry, I will go to the museum to find you tomorrow!"

"It can't be done, I can't help laughing, what kind of fairy copywriting is this, Siyang Fangzun is too cute!"

"It's amazing! Not only has it perfectly broken the historical gap between us and the national treasure, but it has also turned the originally cold national treasure into a flesh and blood person!"

"The purpose of this copywriting is to tell us that national treasures are not cold, they also have feelings!"

The audience in the live broadcast room laughed and leaned forward and backward. They were still seriously preparing to listen to the teaching just now, but they didn't expect Siyang Fangzun to say such a sentence suddenly.

In a word, it was a stroke of genius, forcibly narrowing the distance between Siyang Fangzun and the audience.

On the altar, Yi Ze couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to keep a straight face and said: "Don't worry, senior, this junior will definitely visit you in the museum more often!"

With a smile on his face, Siyang Fangzun had a flash of inspiration, and turned into a simple and exquisite ritual vessel again.

Yi Ze bowed to the end with respect.

The fog is gradually rising, on the bluestone road.

Yi Ze faced the audience and moved on.

The rigid and exquisite lines of Siyang Fangzun have not disappeared, he has turned into an inextinguishable lamp, dispelling the fog.

"Pass the torch from generation to generation, and keep flying!"

"The root of culture, the eternal light!"

Yi Ze's unique and profound historical voice sounded.

As if it really came from 3000 years ago.

Beside the bluestone road, there are layers of mist, in which there seem to be huge bronze vessels standing silently, and there seem to be eternal picture scrolls ups and downs.

Yi Ze walked among them with calm and deep eyes.

"Spanning history, running through ancient and modern times."

"Rejuvenate China's five thousand years of glory, and see the youth of China passed down from generation to generation!"

"I'm Yi Ze."

"The light is never extinguished, and the history is passed down from generation to generation!"

The picture gradually blurred, and then gradually disappeared.

The screen in the live broadcast room turned black, but the audience never left.

"I saw it all the way to the end, I have to say, Yi Ze gave me a great surprise!"

"Indeed, I never thought that I could see such a program in other places besides Yangma."

"Isn't this [-] times more beautiful than a game?"

"Yize's idea for this program is very interesting. He directly talks to the national treasure. I am already looking forward to his second live broadcast!"

"By the way, did he say when the next live broadcast will be?"

"Damn it, I didn't say anything!"

"Oh!"

……

In the studio, the lights are dim.

Yi Ze relaxed and sat on the chair.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Picking up the watch, the time has come to nine o'clock.

The conversation with Siyang Fangzun just now took him an entire hour.

After relaxing, Yi Ze felt mentally exhausted for a while.

Although he had made certain predictions and preparations before, Yi Ze never expected that after seeing Fang Zun of the Four Rams, his emotional changes would no longer be under his control.

Throughout the whole process, the mood swings were so great and the number of fluctuations was so many that it was really unimaginable.

As a descendant of China, he, like the audience, was equally moved to tears when he saw the scenes like famous historical paintings.

"This live broadcast, the number of viewers should be 30 million?"

Yi Ze was a little confused.

Although he is an up-and-coming host with millions of fans, history shows have always been a niche type.

Compared with games and celebrity variety shows, the flow is far inferior.

What's more, this live broadcast hosted by Yi Ze has neither pre-publicity nor traffic stars.

Therefore, relying solely on the support of old fans in the past, it may be able to get 30 to [-] views.

"I hope the live broadcast effect will not be too bad!"

The more you understand history, the more you realize how shallow you are.

Yi Ze turned off the instruments in the studio one by one.

Back in the car, Yi Ze picked up his phone and turned it on.

Full screen system prompt information!
Yi Ze looked at the continuous information from vlivli's background, and everyone was a little dazed.

"This... how come the number of private messages is directly 999+?"

Clicking on the background of vlivli, Yi Ze looked at the string of achievement medals, feeling a little dizzy.

Counting carefully, Yi Ze was surprised to find that he directly won more than ten achievement medals just for this live broadcast!
Among them, there is a medal that is particularly eye-catching.

"A million-level anchor! Just now my live broadcast room has more than one million people?"

The achievement medals corresponding to the number of people in the live broadcast room are ten thousand people, one hundred thousand people, one million anchors, and ten million anchors!
Yi Zeyuan thought that it would be great if he could get one hundred thousand people, but he didn't expect that it would be the medal of a million-level anchor, it was terrifying!
"How many people are there?"

Such a question popped up in Yi Ze's mind.

He crossed the long river of history, so he didn't bring a mobile phone with him, he didn't know the situation in the live broadcast room at all, and he couldn't interact with the audience.

Therefore, this general million-level anchor achievement medal cannot reveal the real number of people in the live broadcast room.

Click on the background data, and Yi Ze looks at the highest number of people in the live broadcast room!
"Ok?"

All of a sudden, Yi Ze felt his scalp tingling.

The peak number of people in the live broadcast room: 413 million people!

"My God, is this true?"

Yi Ze stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh, a little unbelievable.

He couldn't imagine that a live broadcast program he hosted could gain so many viewers.

Looking at the number of likes again, Yi Ze was once again in shock.

The same 413 million likes!

"The conversion rate of likes is [-]%!"

In the setting of Vlivli, everyone who clicks into the live broadcast or video can only have one chance to like or dislike.

The peak number of people in Yize's live broadcast room was 413 million, with 413 million likes.

This concept is equivalent to people who read novels. Everyone collects and votes for rewards.

Simply terrifying.

"Unbelievable, unbelievable! Is this still the history of the minority?"

Yi Ze rubbed his face, completely sluggish.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and a strange call came in.

After picking up the phone, a strange voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Hello, is this Mr. Yi Ze? I'm vlivli's manager in charge of live broadcast operations, and my name is Li Wenhua!"

"Hello, Manager Li, what can I do?"

Yi Ze was a little curious. Normally, the people he and vlivli came into contact with were ordinary staff members. Why did the live broadcast manager ask him in the middle of the night?

Could it be a problem with the live broadcast?

Thinking that the vlivli live broadcast had just started, Yi Ze had a guess in his mind.

"It's about Mr. Yi's live broadcast. I can't explain it clearly on the phone for a while. Is Mr. Yi free tomorrow? Let's go out to have a meal and chat together?"

"Manager Li, you are welcome, what time is tomorrow?"

"At nine o'clock in the morning, let's be at the business hotel, what do you think, Mr. Yi?"

"I'm OK!"

After hanging up the phone, Yi Ze let out a long breath.

"It seems that this live broadcast was quite successful, otherwise the manager wouldn't have been alarmed."

At this moment, in the vlivli manager's office, Li Wenhua stood respectfully aside, looking at the white-haired old man in front of him, and said, "He has already agreed."

"Ah, very good!"

The old man nodded, and said again: "Promote his live video quickly, don't worry about resources!"

"understand!"

The old man's name is Zheng Shicheng, and he is the real backstage boss of vlivli, with a strong relationship.

As a veteran who personally participated in the war, he was also touched when he saw Yi Ze's live broadcast.

He hadn't seen such a live broadcast for a long time.

Zheng Shicheng was worried and helpless.

Nowadays, the mountains and rivers are peaceful, the country is peaceful and the people are safe, and the scene is prosperous.

But as a veteran, Zheng Shicheng has a unique sense of smell.

"In recent years, Chinese people have more and more entertainment methods, so that the people don't know the history, don't know the national treasures, and forget the classics. This is very bad!"

"Wenhua, you and I are both from the military. You should understand that entertainment is of no benefit to the country, it can only numb the soul!"

"This young man, Yi Ze, did the right thing. There is no shortage of resources that should be given. Anyone who wants to get stuck in his neck..."

Zheng Shicheng's tiger eyes were full of majesty, and the fierce aura of battle-tested emerged. Even Li Wenhua was born in the army, he felt terrified.

"Don't worry, I will take care of everything, and there will be no problems!"

Li Wenhua looked at Yi Ze's blacked-out live broadcast room on the computer with serious eyes.

He is also very curious, with vlivli's full support, whether this young man who has become famous in one fell swoop can really achieve a blockbuster!
……

(Three thousand words, the second update! Just finished, the story of Siyang Fangzun is over here, the next national treasure, so stay tuned!)

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