After such a long period of hard work, as Li Shixin's earliest platform, Li Shixin's followers on Doushou and Weibo have both exceeded the 3 million mark.

And at the beep station, with the end of the serialization of the first episode of "That Rabbit", Xinye, as a newcomer UP, also won nearly one million fans.

Although the premiere trailer was released at noon, the activity of fans on the three platforms was already very high at this time.

Fighters.

With Li Shixin's update, fans clicked on the latest video content after a burst of "Ye Qinghui" noise.

At the beginning of the video, it is the upward shot of a camera;

Gray clouds block the midday sun, and the dreary sky is breathless. If it weren't for the wisps of gray smoke flying and drifting in front of the camera, it would seem that the whole picture was frozen.

This is the perspective of a person with his head up and looking at the sky.

Call... Call... Forehead... Call......

A heavy breathing sound, forming the only voiceover.

Immediately after that, the perspective began to move downward, skipping the quaint cornices, skipping the tasseled brocade banners hanging on the façade of the shop, and falling on the chaotic street.

Finally, it fell on a foreigner with blond hair and blue eyes and a suit on his knees.

As the perspective settled, it was like pouring out the water flowing in the ears, and the sound outside the breath gradually became clearer.

“Don't！please！”

"Men practice boxing, women practice red lights! Chop telephone poles, pick up train tracks! Burn Maozi Tower, destroy the Jesus Church! Kill foreign devils, and then make trouble with the Qing Dynasty!"

Burst!

A puff of red liquid stained a corner of the picture.

"Ahh

Outside the painting, the breathing became rapid.

"Godmaster, godmaster spare his life! The goods are Maozi goods, and the people are from the Qing Dynasty! I threw them all, I threw them all!"

"Is this a cross? With a cross, and you say that you are from the Qing Dynasty? I think you are clearly a second hair!"

"This is what I was invited from the temple by my mother-in-law when I had a cold last year! I don't know what it is, I don't believe in foreign religions, I don't believe in foreign religions!"

"I didn't even say that you believe in foreign religions, you don't know what this thing is, how do you know that it is a foreign religion?"

"What do you have to say about this Erdime?"

"Wait! How can our Boxers kill innocents indiscriminately? Isn't it a religion, you will know when you go to the altar! Come, open the altar!"

"Open the altar!"

Several men with red turbans wrapped around their heads took out a few pieces of yellow talisman paper from their arms, lit them with fire folds, and threw them in front of the fat man who was trembling on his knees.

"Paper ashes ascend to heaven, and the spirit is immortal! The paper ashes do not stand, and the heads fall to the ground!"

"Godmaster...... What does that mean?"

"Look, if the Fu Ash floats to the sky, it means that the immortals of our Qing Dynasty recognize you! If you don't float to the sky, it means that you are a second Maozi who believes in foreign religion!"

"Whew, whew!"

Hearing this explanation, the fat man with a sweaty face hurriedly blew a few breaths on the ground, "Godmaster, get up! Look at it, get up!"

The paper ash after the talisman paper was burned, with a few breaths of fairy breath blown by the fat man, rose slowly.

But just when the fat man's eyes widened and his surprise was inexplicable, the paper ashes that soared in the air were swept up by a breeze and rushed back to the ground.

"What the are you talking about?"

Burst......

"Ahh

On the chaotic street, there is another touch of red.

As soon as the video began, the high energy in the picture stunned netizens!

"Damn, the fat man can see my neck shrink when he sees it! What kind of immortal verification method is this? A piece of paper ash can see a ball?"

"Uh, feel sorry for the fat man for two seconds. ”

"Xinye's play is too high-energy, and this first paragraph makes my scalp tingle. ”

"I don't read much, and I have the impression that the Boxers didn't resist the colonial invaders?

"I feel that the shooting is a bit fake, and it doesn't match the Boxer Rebellion in my impression. ”

"Earlier, this is not actually a conflict...... Look at things in many ways. The Boxers did make a great contribution and sacrificed a lot to resist colonial aggression. They did fight with the invaders' foreign guns and cannons with their broadswords and spears, and protected the mountains and rivers of the motherland. But let's not forget that this is, after all, a group of individuals with very little education and gathered by superstition......"

"What the young lady said earlier was right, in the face of the invasion of foreign devils, the Boxers resisted heroically, but objectively it also caused serious damage to China since the 60s of the 19th century. The destruction of the railroads, the demolition of electric lights, the elimination of all the advanced means of production and the compatriots of different faiths at that time. The purge of foreign religious people in China and the wrongful killing of the people at that time are also recorded in the annals. ”

"If you have to define Boxer, this can roughly be said to be a group of ignorant patriots. There is no problem with the performance in this paragraph, judging from the two paragraphs of burning incense ashes to identify whether it is a foreign religious person, and the two paragraphs of the execution slogan, the script obviously checked the information and worked hard. Very true. ”

"I don't believe it...... Since I was a child, I watched movies and felt that Yihequan was a righteous man...... My Three Views ......"

"There is nothing to subvert the three views, and any loosely organized movement initiated by a group of people will be accompanied by ignorance and abuse of power. Just look at your brother who is now snatching Nike on the other side of the ocean and smashing the white ghost......"

"Be cautious upstairs!"

"Shhhh

While the comments in the interactive area are surging, the plot of "Ling" continues;

In the sound of increasingly rapid breathing, the picture shook violently;

"Cheap skin! You don't have dirty foreigners' money!"

"You dare to harbor foreigners, I see that you guys are also Ermaozi!"

As the big foot wrapped in the leggings retracted, the scene finally pulled from the close-up to the middle shot.

It was in front of a theater garden.

The owner of the perspective just now, a man who can't see his age, kneels in the center of the picture. He trembled and hung his head, not daring to make eye contact with the boxers standing in front of him, and he was equally silent.

Next to him is a group of old and young theater members. Some of them wore shabby gowns and looked like musicians. Some were ignorant, apparently frightened children—most of whom had been scared to pee their pants, but did not dare to cry in the slightest.

What's more, it's a play with costumes on his body and a look on his face.

In the closest place to the gate of the theater garden, a pale old man with braids lowered his head with a bang.

"Godmaster, you are wronged! Our ninth-rate performers inherit the things of our ancestors, but we don't dare to have anything to do with foreigners!"

"Then why did the foreigners run to your theater garden when they saw us coming? Why don't they go somewhere else?"

"They are all customers who often come to listen to the play, and they are ...... to the leg."

"Foreign devils like to play?"

"Those ......" The old man turned his head, looked at the corpses lying on the ground, and shrunk his neck: "I often come ......"

Looking at the appearance of the old man, a red turban holding a torch was happy: "When I was in our hometown before, I saw your group of singing operas pretending to be women on the stage during the day, and drilling the old man's bed as a rabbit at night. It's really a fucking slut, and it keeps saying that the things of the ancestors, the things that foreigners like to play, and it's not a fucking good thing. Today, I will eliminate the harm for the people and burn your things that amuse foreigners!"

snapped, and the torch was thrown into the theater building.

"No!

Seeing that the torches were burning the curtain in the theater building, the old man rushed to it like crazy.

The annoyed boxer's fists and kicks followed.

In the old man's pain and begging for mercy, the fire gradually grew, and the signboard of the gathering building fell down with a crackling sound of popping beans.

Looking at the opera garden that was engulfed in fire, the old man with tears mixed with blood on his face didn't understand.

"Some people sing and some people listen to the opera, and those who sing the opera start the stage, who cares who is sitting under the stage? What's wrong with the play, what's wrong with the play?"

As another torch was thrown into the garden, the discouraged boxers left.

The red firelight reflected the confused and bitter face of the old class master.

The fire became brighter and brighter, the bitterness of the face became deeper and deeper, and the thousands of bitterness converged in the end, but condensed into a smile.

"Hahaha,"

His eyes were crying and his mouth was laughing.

"The swords, guns, swords and halberds are all in order, and the five-color flags are ...... in the air"

"Ren Er scavenged Ren Er, sat firmly in Mianshan and never left!"

Burst.

After singing the song, a mouthful of blood spurted out far away.

The old master fell down along with the theater that had been engulfed in flames.

At this point in the video, there is silence in the interactive area.

From the falling of the plaque in the theater building, to the long shot of the old man vomiting blood and falling to the ground for two minutes after singing "Burning Mianshan".

In these two minutes, a desperate person who has no power to fight back in the face of fate is brought to life!

Drip!

Receive 321112 cheers!

On the set, Li Shixin, who had just finished unloading and washing his face, heard a soft sound in his ears.

Aha?

Holding a towel, Li Shixin, who was wiping his face, froze.

The first paragraph has just been released for less than ten minutes, and I am afraid that most people have not finished reading it, and the leeks have contributed such an equivalent?

Two lines of excited tears instantly slipped down Li Shixin's face covered with water droplets.

Damn it.

After so long, the old man can finally experience the feeling of flying.

Silently, he turned on his phone, looked at the comments that scrolled wildly in the interactive comment area, and clenched his fists.

? (?? 灬?‵?)

Please continue, don't stop, don't stop!