Chapter 1089: Mr. Sima, let's go

This period of history has been sealed for too long.

So long that no one remembers!

Ask a random pedestrian on the road, he may know who Sima Qian is, but he definitely doesn't know who Sima Tan is.

In Sima Qian's life, his father was crucial.

But what is sad is that when Sima Tan died, there was no Sima Qian by his side.

The shouting "Qian'er" seemed to have exhausted Sima Tan's whole strength.

His gaze was steadfast, but dim.

Like a candlelight in the dark night, it seems inconspicuous, but it illuminates the path around Sima Qian.

At this moment, "Sima Qian" beside Chen Ming couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

His biggest regret was that he didn't stay in front of the collapse when his father died.

In the history of the earth, Sima Qian has always guarded his father.

But in the history of Huaguo, this unique country, Sima Qian did not see Sima Tan for the last time.

"Qian'er!"

"Write every word in awe!"

Chroniclers should take the principle of restoring the facts as the principle, and every word written down should be worthy of their own conscience.

This sentence is actually telling Sima Qian.

In this life, one must not have a clear conscience.

What's more, people like them who keep history are looking at their books in later generations.

Every word they write counts!

After saying this, the pen in Sima Tan's hand suddenly fell, and the spirit of the whole person dissipated at once.

In the next second, Sima Tan lay on the ancient case, completely silent.

In front of the screen.

The audience watching the show couldn't help but shout: "Sir! ”

This voice is heavier than any words!

Before today, many people didn't know Sima Tan, or even Sima Qian.

I don't even know what the two of them are doing.

But after today, countless people remember these two names in their minds, and without these two people, there may be one less masterpiece in modern times.

Cloud City Su Family.

Everyone in the family looked at it with reddish eyes.

Su Chuanxiong shed tears even more.

The old people are sad and sad, and they can't see this sad parting scene.

But on the contrary, this kind of scene is the most touching heartstrings.

To be honest, before the start of this show, many people came to see Chen Ming and wanted to see Chen Ming's different performance in the show.

But the fact is that Chen Ming, like the audience, acts as a watchman.

The only difference is that Chen Ming watched it live, while the audience watched it on a TV screen.

But for some reason, Chen Ming's sense of existence is not high.

But the popularity of the show is skyrocketing, and now the total number of people watching the show on various channels has exceeded 5 billion.

That's half of China's population!

This number is much more than expected.

There are not a few people like Su Chuanxiong who shed tears for it.

It turns out that not only movies and TV series will harvest the tears of the audience, but even the show can do this.

Sima Tan's death is a pity.

But alas, not many people in modern times remember this person.

This is the most regrettable and sad thing!

Live on stage.

The "Sima Qian" beside Chen Ming was already crying.

Chen Ming was also infected by it and shed tears.

"Sima Qian" finally heard his father's last words before he died, and he had no regrets in this life.

In the next second, "Sima Qian" faced Chen Ming, and folded his hands together: "Sima Qian, thank you, Mr." ”

Chen Ming hurriedly held on and refused to let him thank him.

If you want to say thank you, it should be the future generations who thank these ancestors.

It stands to reason that Chen Ming is the one who should be thanked.

Chen Ming held Sima Qian's arms and said softly, "Sir, please look back." ”

After saying this, Chen Ming slowly retreated, leaving the stage to "Sima Qian".

"Wow!"

As soon as the lights are turned on, the white light is not as soft as yellow, but it gives people a sense of black and white.

"Sima Qian" trembled and turned around.

Not far behind him, a gray-haired old man was looking at "Sima Qian" lovingly.

"Father.......

"Qian'er."

"Sima Qian" couldn't believe his eyes, his deceased father actually appeared in front of his eyes.

His eyes were full of surprise and excitement.

Father and son reunited.

A meeting that spans life and death has been realized on this huge stage.

Immediately afterwards, "Sima Qian" knelt down with tears in his eyes.

He looked at his father, who was close at hand, and didn't know what to say, only crying.

He felt like a child.

In front of his father, he will always be a child.

"Hearing the rooster crowing in the morning, the night dawns and the full moon, Qian'er, you are doing a good job."

"You can finish the "Historical Records" alone."

The reluctant smile on the corner of "Sima Tan" is trembling, how can a father not feel sorry for his child?! But when the words came to his lips, there were only words of encouragement.

"Father, can I really finish writing without you?"

"Sima Qian" knelt down and moved a small step forward.

At this time, "Sima Tan" raised his right hand tremblingly, wanting to touch "Sima Qian"'s cheek: "Child, you must be able to." ”

"Take the pen as history, don't forget my entrustment."

"Go ahead."

This one goes, mixed with a lot of reluctance.

Speaking of which,

"Sima Tan" turned around and wanted to leave.

"Sima Qian" took a few steps forward and unloaded all his strength: "Father! Child..... Miss you. ”

In an instant, everyone burst into tears.

No matter how much you say, you can't compare to the sincerity of such a sentence "I miss you".

This has surpassed the height of live drama.

This show takes drama to a whole new level, and no one can match it.

The people who watched the show were all broken by this shout.

Everyone was busy wiping away tears, afraid that their blurred eyes would miss every second of the picture.

A thousand words are no match for children's thoughts.

There was no longer a strong smile on Sima Tan's face, and the tears in his eyes wet his beard along his wrinkled cheeks, and even the muscles of his entire face were trembling slightly.

He tried to reach out and touch his child's face, but he didn't.

Perhaps for the ancients, this scene was a dream of Nanke, and when he woke up from the dream, it was the moment when everyone and things dispersed.

The two looked at each other and wept.

After a long time,

"Sima Tan" said again: "Go, child." ”

The first time I said let's go, I didn't want to worry too much;

The second time I said let's go, because I don't want the child to miss it too much.

"Sima Qian" understood what his father meant, tears fell to the ground, and he pressed his forehead against the ground: "Father, remember Qian'er!" ”

The lights on the stage began to dim and eventually went dark.

So far,

The regret of the ancients can be regarded as the end in the true sense.

Chen Ming also had a perfect explanation of the original intention and purpose of this show.

Online.

Countless people are brushing the same sentence: "Mr. Situ, let's go!" ”

This sentence has been brushed by netizens before.

The last time I brushed it, it was when Emperor Wu Wen Zidi died, and the barrage was full of similar words.