"King Xiang is still so arbitrary, why don't you look at the other side of the future generations?"

Jiang Yi looked directly at Xiang Yu.

Xiang Yu's face was expressionless, and it seemed that his impression of the future life had been ingrained, if the next scene couldn't make his eyes shine, this Chu Overlord would not change.

There are still many people in the live broadcast room with rhythm, either criticizing the show Classic Huaxia or criticizing Jiang Yi, Shen Wanrong and others all frowned, only Jiang Boya showed a smile.

It's finally time for this kid to make a mistake!

"Do a good job of crisis PR right away. ”

Shen Wanrong glanced at Jiang Boya, Jiang Boya immediately restrained her smile, got up, and said solemnly: "Please rest assured, I will let the people under my hands do it well." ”

Jiang Boya immediately called the people under him.

Director Chen's heart is not good, if Jiang Boya personally targets Jiang Yi, if there is really a problem at that time, she can still catch her handle.

But now, this scheming female director clearly wants to borrow a knife to kill people.

"Director-General, leave the public relations matter to me......"

Before Director Chen finished speaking, he saw Shen Wanrong's big eyes.

Obviously, Shen Wanrong is a little dissatisfied with this issue of the collection of Huaxia!

If Shen Wanrong was a few years younger, it would have been a risky decision, but this was a year before he retired, and it was already a risky decision to let Jiang Yi outsource the collection of Huaxia.

Now, Jiang Yi's operation has directly aroused the resistance in the heart of the chief director.

Director Chen retreated in understanding, stood at the back of the viewing room, and thought about ways to help Jiang Yi solve the problem.

Compared with Director Chen, Qin Hanming and Chen Jiangming at the Chinese Academy of History are much more leisurely, both of which are existences where everyone has to sell face if they stomp their feet.

Especially Qin Hanming, he was not afraid of Jiang Yi causing anything at all!

The sky is falling, and as long as the old man still has a breath, he can't suppress him!

In the picture!

Jiang Yi was not affected by external things, first, he didn't know, and second, he didn't need to know.

Regarding the collection of Huaxia, Jiang Yi has his own requirements and rhythm, as well as things to promote.

As a program created by a national station, the first thing is always to have correct values, and the second is the market.

Many programs and people cater to the market, but what Jiang Yi is doing is to dominate the market.

He went everything at his own pace, looking at the picture on the riverside, and a scene came to mind again.

The Mirror of Time and Space has changed again.

But this time, it is no longer those twisting little students.

Between the mountains and mountains, the snow is falling, covering the surrounding grass and trees, and the white one is like being tightly wrapped in three layers of salt and three layers outside.

One after another airplanes whizzed over the sky, making a violent roar, and from time to time a few bombs fell, bombing several large holes in the ground, splashing dust and filling the air with gunsmoke.

"What is this?"

Xiang Yu frowned and asked, "This is the first time this king has seen such a powerful weapon!"

"It's a bomb of the afterlife, capable of destroying everything on a massive scale. ”

Jiang Yi patiently explained.

Xiang Yu's eyes flashed after hearing this: "If you have this weapon, wouldn't it be possible to destroy Liu Bang's hundreds of thousands of troops with hundreds of bombs?"

"But what are you doing with this king?"

"This is just a weapon, this king can't see the afterlife from them!"

Xiang Yu still said with some indignation, feeling that Jiang Yi was a little concerned about it.

Jiang Yi pointed to the white snow: "The people of the future generations are in that vast snowfield." ”

"In the snow?"

Xiang Yuhu narrowed his eyes and stared at the snow field tightly, as if he wanted to see some clues from there.

It didn't take long for him to shake his head: "Impossible!"

"The temperature there just looks at it makes this king cold, and no one can lurk in the snow for that long except for this king. ”

"You say that no one in the future will have the courage of this king, so there is no way that anyone can hide in the snow. ”

Xiang Yu was full of doubts.

Jiang Yi looked at the snow with respect: "What the younger generation said is that no one can match your bravery, although no one in the future generations has the courage of a king, but all of them have the heart to sacrifice their lives for Huaxia!"

"King Xiang's courage is only in individuals, and their courage is the immortal inheritance of Huaxia!"

When they saw the whizzing fighter plane, most of the people in the live broadcast room stopped making noise.

A small number of them were still in rhythm, and when they saw that no one responded, they all frowned.

"What the hell is this?"

A very small number of people looked at the screen in the live broadcast room and continued to send in the barrage: "Hehe, did Jiang Yi see our barrage news and start to show us the so-called tough guys?"

"As the host of the national station, you also see the wind and rudder?"

"In my opinion, he showed us nothing more than the old, weak, sick and disabled!"

These people who continued to lead the rhythm concluded that Jiang Yi would never be able to arrange any big scenes in a short period of time.

At the beginning of the conversation with Xiang Yu, Jiang Yi let them first take a look at Xiang Yu's hundreds of people in the tens of thousands of troops, and then let them see the decisive battle of Mobei, and then let them see the battle of Changping in which the god of killing Bai Qi was involved, which involved more than one million group performances.

A show uses millions of group performances, and the time is so tight, even if it is a national station, it is impossible to create any grand scenes!

They continue to complain wildly in the barrage.

"What's the matter, why don't you talk anymore?"

"That's right, Jiang Yi is obviously changing the topic, if he is wrong, he is wrong!"

"Why did he scare our Oba, everyone eats on the show, is the national station amazing?"

In the barrage, these people kept complaining.

Then, waiting for them was the ban of the backstage supervisor one after another!

"Damn, a bunch of stupid X's!"

The backstage supervisor sitting in the viewing room scolded: "Let you have no brains, ban you for three years!"

The barrage finally quieted down, and only a few barrages continued to be issued.

If the backstage supervisor hadn't seen the real-time viewers that still exceeded 100 million, he would have wondered if the collection of Huaxia was cool.

"What kind of rhythm is this, why don't you talk one by one?"

The back-of-house supervisor looked intently.

Suddenly, he saw.

When one fighter plane after another flew by, no more bombs fell in the sky, when everything fell silent.

In the snow, which originally looked unusual, something seemed to squirm slightly!

One after another, the warriors, dressed in white cloaks and shabby military uniforms, slowly got up.

Ice and snow covered them, and they patted the snowflakes on their faces and hands, and the scars that were cracked and bloody from the cold were clearly visible.

"Ha ......"

"Ha ......"

They put their hands over their mouths, snorted their heat, and waited for the other warriors to get up.

One...... Ten...... Hundred...... Thousands......

Tens of thousands of people stood up from the white snow!

None of them were dressed in intact clothes, and none of them were not frostbitten.

More than 10,000 of them are lying in this ice and snow, and it seems that they have been lurking for more than ten hours!

"This ...... Are they all the descendants of the Qin and Han dynasties?!"

Xiang Yu asked incredulously.