Chapter 2 Ascending the Throne at the Age of Eight The emperor lived his life as a people
Company conference hall.
There were several people sitting at the rectangular council table, both men and women, all in their forties and fifties.
Su Yunhang, the second-in-command who was fat, looked at Zhang Mingyu's face full of cold sweat, and took a sip of the water soaked in wolfberries in his hand.
"Let's talk about it, Director Zhang, which company sent an undercover agent from which company came to get me?"
Zhang Mingyu was almost frightened by the trembling document in his hand, he raised a smile and said: "Boss, what you are talking about, I have been with you for more than ten years, you know the roots, don't joke!" ”
Su Yunhang immediately said angrily: "There are less than twenty minutes left in the live broadcast, the anchor is gone, go home and connect?"
You are also a veteran in the self-media circle, do you know how many sponsors and advertisements we have in this live broadcast.
The total number of items hanging on the shopping cart in the anchor's room is almost 80 million.
He said to go home and broadcast live, so you let him go home and broadcast live? He's young, you're young, too? Aren't you bent on me? ”
He slammed the cup on the table, and with a bang, several people at the conference table looked ugly.
Wu Xuan, a female planning manager, is in her early forties and has an outstanding temperament.
At this moment, he smiled bitterly: "Xiao Xian, this child belongs to us to watch grow up, his ability is obvious to all, he is not the impulsive type, go home and broadcast live...... I guess he has his own ideas. ”
Su Yunhang glared at her, and Wu Xuan, who was frightened, shrank his neck and stuck out his tongue.
"Dialogue history programs are engaged in live entertainment, which is full of variables in itself, what accidents occur in the company's live broadcast, we can still give him a cover, go home and see him all by himself, stuck in the network, disconnected, and interrupted shopping channels, how much traffic loss will it cause, are you idiots?"
The conference room was quiet, no one dared to open their mouths to offend Su Yunhang at this time, and everyone closed their mouths in amusement.
Su Yunhang glanced at the looks of the people around him, they were all bigwigs behind the scenes in the self-media industry, and their company belonged to the leader of the national media circle.
Once something happens, I don't know how many people will take advantage of this to pull them into the water.
Now it can only be like this, resigned to fate, he sighed, and it is not that he is not without words.
Zhang Mingyu prayed in his heart while wiping his sweat, and half a box of paper was used on the table.
Xiao Xian, Lao Tzu has accompanied you to do a big vote, you can hold it for me!
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At this time, the live broadcast news has fermented, Xiao Xian is a famous anchor, and the live broadcast time is transmitted through online media in advance, not every day.
The number of people online in the room has exceeded 3.9 million, and the barrage is constantly refreshing.
Concubine Xianxian: "What's the matter, why is my Xian'er still not online, I want to send him my household registration book to punish him!" ”
Northern man: ", you're going to marry him, this is really a punishment for him!" ”
I'm not cheap, you don't laugh: "I swiped the teaser and saw that this live broadcast is a dialogue history, isn't Xian'er an entertainment anchor?" ”
Jiangnan Yanyuyao: "I love to watch whatever he broadcasts, ah, I really want to see him!" ”
The macho man roared: "You guys are enough, brainless ......"
In Xiao Xian's home, he simply arranged the studio again, and set up the camera positions at a specific angle around him.
Shoot accurately from all angles!
He was slightly nervous in his heart, the person he wanted to talk to had a pivotal position in the modern motherland.
That person has spent his whole life fighting on horses, and his footsteps have never stopped!
He ascended the throne at the age of eight and became the longest-reigning emperor in history at the age of fourteen, sixty-one years.
All my life for the country and the people, and for the country!
I took a slight breath.
Xiao Xian stood up, adjusted his physical and mental turmoil, and turned on all the cameras.
The live broadcast shows that the number of online users has exceeded 4 million, and the company is brightly lit at this time, and people who have left work have been called back to work a lot of overtime, and various data are transmitted through the network.
Looking out of the window, in the Tianhua company at night, the figures were scattered, running back and forth, in a hurry.
All of them are serving one person, and that is Xiao Xian!
At this time, Xiao Xian, who was at home, looked at the time, and there were still three minutes left.
He was wearing a crisp mid-shirt suit, and slowly walked to the front of the plane, his expression was dignified and serious, his elegant and handsome face gradually returned to peace, and his figure was tall and straight.
"The system starts, please select the era, person, time."
"Selected!"
"Crossing the ...... in preparation"
At this time, in the Tianhua conference room.
Several media bigwigs stared at the huge screen on the wall, breathing unnaturally aggravated.
Zhang Mingyu's palms, soles, and forehead are full of sweat!
He has been in the media industry for more than ten years, and he has never experienced cross-industry broadcasting!
Moving from entertainment to history, it's something that has never been done before!
If Xiao Xian's future is not good, it will be ruined in this live broadcast, which will cause immeasurable traffic loss to Tianhua Company.
"That...... Boss, can I ask, why does the big boss have to do a historical dialogue show? Isn't this a bet on the interests of the company? Zhang Mingyu wiped his sweat.
Su Yunhang glared and said with some annoyance: "How do I know? ”
"Didn't you ask?"
"If you dare to ask, I'll drive you there myself!"
"Hah...... Forget it...", Zhang Mingyu didn't dare to answer this.
Su Yunhang stared at the data flow on the screen, as well as the dark live broadcast screen, which started immediately!
His heart also accelerated, because he didn't understand why Tianhua, the real dragon head, wanted to do such a show?
Entertainment companies don't pick up celebrity gossip and engage in history?
It depends on how Xiao Xian's kid plays, the fate of hundreds of people in the entire Tianhua company and the future direction of Tianhua is all on him at this time!
Finally, a light leaked out of the dark live broadcast screen.
Everyone in the conference room unconsciously sat up straight and stared at the screen tightly.
There was an eerie stillness in the entire Tianhua company, and hundreds of pairs of eyes were staring at the computer screen at the same time, motionless.
In the darkness, the light gradually magnified, and it was a door to the ancient years.
The light paved a golden road, and a handsome back walked slowly on the road, saying as he went:
"Historical years, judging right and wrong, distinguishing the past of sages."
As soon as the picture changes, the dark space suddenly releases a strong light, surrounded by the long river of China, the golden iron horse steaming, the Great Wall stretches for thousands of miles without seeing the edge, and the ancients talk and read at night, endlessly!
At this time, Xiao Xian seemed to be walking in the node of history, and the various eras around him passed by!
"Lang Lang Huaxia, long Yan Huang!"
"The sages of history recorded the rise and fall of ten thousand dynasties, and changed the law to innovate and create the body of the origin of the world!"
"Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Xian."
"Today, I will lead you through time, through history, and in the long river of years, we will witness the emperor who ascended to the throne at the age of eight, fought for the country and the people all his life!"
Xiao Xian's voice was solemn, and several cameras shot from different directions, and the infrared sensor automatically adjusted the shooting angle with his movements.
And the fans outside the camera have been stunned.
"Damn, live broadcast history?"
"It seems that the previous rumors are true, but Xiao Xian is not an entertainment anchor, and dialogue history requires hosting skills, can he do it?"
"It's troublesome to a certain extent, people have been tested for the host of CCTV dad before, and then they did wild broadcasting!"
"My virtuous son is so handsome!"
"Ascended the throne at the age of eight, lying down, it's the Kangxi Emperor, how do I feel ignited?"
"Don't say anything else, just add lines to this special effect, pay attention decisively!"
In the picture, Xiao Xian came to the gate along the golden road, put his hands on it, and pushed it away for a moment!
In an instant, everything in heaven and earth retreated rapidly, like an aurora!
Finally, at a certain point in time, there was an abrupt pause......