In the city, the lights are dim, and the colorful lights are like dragons.

The swaying and dancing light of the night, in this era of universal celebration, there is not much left that has been squeezed.

On top of a huge square, the various advertisements on the holographic screen suddenly disappeared into a black screen, and the cute circle of data loading kept rotating on it.

The crowd suddenly stopped, focusing all their eyes on the screen.

In the big information age of data networks, people can understand the world and the universe through a piece of computer display screen.

But at this moment, they all deleted the colorful world full of information, and only stayed on a pitch-black live broadcast window.

At the Kyoto Institute of Historical Research, several senior professors gathered, and a young staff member helped them set up their computers.

There were some other middle-aged men and women sitting in the department, looking at the eyes of several old professors full of respect.

"Xiao Liu, why is this computer pitch black and nothing?" An old professor asked.

Liu Haiping has been working here for seven or eight years, and he knows that these old professors usually have strange tempers, and often argue over a historical object.

However, the study and analysis of historical issues are among the best in the entire academic community.

He smiled: "The live broadcast hasn't started yet, it's going to be right away!" ”

The pillars of these historical research institutes are a little impatient on their faces.

Before, I could only see some live clips of Xiao Xian on the Internet, but not the whole article.

It's tickling their hearts, and they haven't rested well in the past few days.

The historical issues they study are not only about restoring the world at that time, but also about the outstanding people who represented them at that time.

The dialogue between Emperor Kangxi and Xiao Xian gave them a new understanding of the emperor of this era.

There are also set compositions and special effects in the picture, etc., which are all majors among majors, and they can't find fault with these old historical researchers.

It is precisely because of this kind of specialized scene, as well as the professional level of the host, and the domineering of the old actor of Emperor Kangxi that they let their group of old researchers take their students to watch the live broadcast history of an entertainment company in front of the TV.

Tianhua Entertainment Company, Zhang Mingyu's eyes were solemn.

He looked at the huge display screen in front of him and slowly spat into the microphone.

"Enter the countdown, five, four, three, two, one......"

"All channels are connected, and the current data is reported!"

"The No. 1 connection channel is normal, and the number of online users is 2.3 million+..."

"The second connection channel is normal, and the number of online users is 3.6 million+..."

"The No. 3 connection channel is normal, and the number of online users is 1.96 million +..."

"Number Four ......"

"Number Five......

………

"The No. 16 connection channel is normal, and the number of online users is 8.9 million + ......"

Zhang Mingyu said: "Access the main channel, connect the screen, and start the live broadcast!" ”

"Understood!"

"Understood!"

In the picture, it is still a beam of light in the darkness, slowly expanding, becoming a golden road.

It's still that back, full of charm and straightness, walking slowly, there is music, sheng xiao yuxun, chimes ancient country, waves and waves, endlessly.

"The history in the classics blows open the dust of thousands of years ago!"

Xiao Xian's magnetic voice came slowly, accompanied by ancient music, which made people's scalps explode!

"Damn, I'm getting goosebumps and numb!"

"I'm crazy, I've been paying attention to when the broadcast will start just now, but I didn't find that all the live broadcasts on the Tianhua app have stopped, leaving only one live broadcast window, which is Brother Xian's!"

"He still doesn't believe me when I talk to my roommate about this, and now I'm going to wash my socks......"

"My virtuous brother is awesome!!"

"Which history is going to be broadcast live this time, I'm looking forward to it......"

Xiao Xian didn't know anything about the comments in the barrage, he walked slowly on the golden road, the sound of leather shoes tapping rhythmically, and the pace in the picture seemed to be deliberately slowed down.

There were historical texts swirling around him, and he turned to look at the camera.

"Huaxia Kyushu, the ancestral veins are in the sky, the vast land of Shenzhou, and the song will not be abandoned!"

"Hello everyone, I'm Xiao Xian!"

"Today, I will continue to lead you to walk the long river of history, intercept time, and talk to the emperor who once ruled the land of China."

"Unify China? It can't be the First Emperor. ”

"Damn, it can't really be, right?"

"One more than two thousand years, does Xiao Xian want to be a god? Too bold! ”

"My virtuous brother is mighty, talking to the first emperor, there is no one before and no one after him!!"