HCB Chapter 124: The flag of death! The strong man came out of Tianfu, wearing the flag of death! The so
Chapter 124: The flag of death! The strong man came out of Tianfu, wearing the flag of death! The so
At this moment, Lin Yan looked at the flag, and was taken aback for a moment.
He turned to look at Zhang Xinyi.
"You know this flag. Luo
Zhang Xinyi nodded obediently.
"I saw it in my grandmother's books~!"
"It was a father's entrustment to his son back then. The father and son were both from Tianfu Prefecture. The strong men came out of Tianfu and wore the flag of death!-!!"
"Grandma said that in that war, the Tianfu Army had the worst equipment... but the most dead people. The Tianfu Army is strong in daring to die, but not afraid of death. If you want the Great Summer to die, the people of Tianfu Prefecture will die first!- !!
Lin Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.
He carefully put away the flag, and then he glanced at the monk Yingwen behind him, his voice hoarse.
"You should understand why he left this flag behind.
"You said that his flag was left to you or to me."
Old monk Yingwen, his voice was hoarse at this moment.
"It's both for you and for me... the flag of death, the flag of death..."
"The Tianfu Army's death-character flag should tell you that in the Tianfu Army's death-defying battle, he was indeed behind the scenes, so that you can find him! With this flag as a guide, you can find him with your abilities. Not difficult..."
"The words above should be given to me..."
"I don't want you to be filial in front of me; I just want you to be loyal to the big summer... the national disaster is the first, the Japanese slaves are ferocious. The big summer rises and falls, and every husband has a share. I want to serve, but I am over the age. Fortunately, I have a son, I am conscious Please ying. Give a flag and carry it with you at all times. Wipe the blood when you are injured, and wrap your body when you die. Go forward bravely and don’t forget your duty!
"Emperor Daming's duty... the Son of Heaven guards the country's gate, and the king dies... I haven't done any of these things! Even if the throne was taken away, I would have run away cowardly... If I had died before the throne, my grandfather would have thought highly of it. My eyes! 35
"He is scolding me, and it is not as good as hundreds of years later, these common people in Tianfu Prefecture... ashamed to be the descendants of the Zhu family. 99
Monk Yingwen's expression was bitter.
He lowered his head and sighed faintly.
It seems to have sighed the bitterness and ups and downs of those hundreds of years.
Lin Yan glanced back at him, her voice low.
"If you want to leave now, I won't stop you..."
The corner of monk Yingwen's eyes twitched a few times.
"You know that even without me, grandfather will see you, so I don't need me anymore.
"You ghosts are always messed up and abandoned?
Lin Yan rolled his eyes.
"Anyway, I was the emperor back then, so can I not use idioms indiscriminately?
"Don't you dare to see your grandfather?"
Monk Yingwen lowered his head halfway.
"I didn't dare before, but after seeing the flag of death, I didn't dare to see my grandfather, I'm afraid I'll be looked down on even more! 39
At the same time, Lin Yan rubbed the flag of death.
Eyes twinkling purple...
Astrology cast.
On the dead word flag, there are strands of purple silk threads scattered, those threads converge, and finally flow in one direction.
Lin Yan looked at the purple silk threads and spoke quietly.
"Zhang Xinyi, call your director! Tonight's live broadcast will start normally! It's still eight o'clock..."
Zhang Xinyi nodded immediately.
She has a hunch that tonight's live broadcast may be watched by more people than yesterday.
And at the same time.
At the Central Station, preparations are being made at the moment.
Zhang Hongjie looked at a piece of data in his hand at this moment, and couldn't be more excited.
Yesterday, the mobile terminal and TV were online at the same time, 20 million units
It is estimated that the number of simultaneous viewers may exceed 60 million...
The completion rate is 86%...
It is equivalent to more than 50 million people among these 60 million people, from the beginning of the live broadcast to the end!!!
This data has almost made history.
As for the number of viewers...
It's already over a billion...
The multi-screen viewership has surpassed the Spring Festival Gala.
And the most terrifying thing is, because the live broadcast of this episode will be broadcast for two consecutive days.
According to CCTV data center estimates, tonight's ratings may exceed yesterday.
The history created by Lin Yan can only be broken by himself.
However, Zhang Hongjie's only worry is that.
After such a big battle last night, tonight's live broadcast can be carried out normally.
Zhang Xinyi revealed to herself.
Every live broadcast of Lin Yan is a big and laborious project.
Therefore, CCTV should fully understand and respect Mr. Lin Yan.
And watching yesterday's live broadcast, Zhang Xinyi's face turned pale.
It is very likely that the other party actually went to Savage Mountain to film!!!
This kind of work is very difficult for any man in Yangtai, five or three.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside Zhang Hongjie's office.
"Enter!"
The door to the director's office was pushed open.
Chen Haoyu ran in with a look of excitement.
"Director, I received a call from Zhang Xinyi.
"Tonight's live broadcast can continue as usual!!!"
Zhang Hongjie immediately jumped up from the stool.
"Notify all departments to pay attention, all the staff in the studio will be in place immediately...I'll go wash my face!""
Chen Haoyu was stunned for a moment.
"Master, don't go there!"
Zhang Hongjie's expression was a little unnatural at the moment.
"Last night we drank beer and ate kebabs. We ate a little too much..."
"By the way, has Zhang Xinyi revealed tonight's theme?
"Still returning with the same soul as last night!"
Chen Haoyu was stunned for a moment, and then immediately spoke.
"I asked!"
"She said that tonight's theme can be changed to... The soul returns - Feng Xiao Xiao Xi Yi Shui Han, the strong man bears the flag of death and will not return!
Zhang Hongjie was covering his stomach at the moment.
He raised his hand and pointed outside the house.
"Go and tell the propaganda team, in addition to the previous propaganda film, see if you can add a paragraph, add this theme..."
Chen Haoyu immediately nodded knowingly, and trotted to the minister's office.
Zhang Hongjie narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Is the soul going back...is there a heroic spirit...will not rest in peace?
And at the same time.
online.
The discussion about Lin Yan's live broadcast yesterday did not go down.
The entry on the hot search, up to now, the number one is still #大夏,expedition#
This is followed by...
#Go home, we will pick you up for victory#
#General Dai Tianlan, you are not alone#
#they died for us#
#We are waiting for you to come home#
#On the mountain, the state is mourned#
#Who is crying tonight, oh, it's me!#
#On whether people will really die if they are knifed? Dai Chenglin, Dai Shulan#
#Dai Chenglin's story really exists, he is the top doctor in Pearl City#
Eight of the top ten hot searches were related to last night's live broadcast.
What's more terrifying, this time, has lasted the whole day.
Now the time has gradually come to six o'clock in the evening.
It was getting dark.
Many people rush home just after get off work.
The High School Attached to Tianfu Normal University.
This is the key high school in Tianfu City.
After six o'clock, it was the time for the students of the first and second year of high school to have their evening self-study.
Senior high school students should immediately go out for tuition.
At this moment, in the class of senior three, the students of senior three looked enviously at the playground downstairs, the juniors and juniors of senior one, sophomore, and juniors who had already left school.
And they found out.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class tonight.
The juniors and juniors from the first and second grades of high school ran straight out of the school like wild horses running away.
The speed of this run is much more exaggerated than usual...
A boy and a girl in the eighth class of the third year of high school were lying on the windowsill watching the wind. After seeing the scene on the playground, the two teenagers were all stunned.
The girl looked downstairs and opened her mouth blankly.
"What's the matter! Earthquake? I don't feel it."
The other boy blinked twice.
"It should be the live broadcast of CCTV's ghost messenger. It will be broadcast tonight, starting at 8 o'clock. 55
The girl who was the first to speak, sighed...
"Ah!!! I didn't even have time to watch yesterday's. It is said to be super exciting, bang bang, the kind that put bricks in the eyes. Wang Hao, when will we be able to finish the college entrance examination!"
The young man known as Wang Hao laughed twice.
"I actually saw..."
"Last night during self-study, I took my mobile phone to watch..."
"I really don't talk about it, it's definitely the most exciting show I've ever seen, some foreign blockbuster, superhero...Is it killed in seconds! Don't tell me about Iron Man, Captain, Thor or something..."
"My current idols are Dai Tianlan and Qin Yanliang. I mean, I am ambitious, I have lost all battles, nothing has been accomplished, and I have lost my life. I have been alone. All relatives and friends, Liu Zhi who pretended to be the living dead from now on!!!"
The girl looked at Wang Hao blankly at this moment.
As if she was betrayed by her best friend, she covered her heart.
"Wang Hao!
"You bastard, no wonder you insisted on changing seats with me during self-study last night, and you kept covering your head with your school uniform.
"I thought it was because of the monthly exam that you didn't do well, you were in a bad mood, you lied to my wife's feelings!"
The young man immediately shrank his neck.
"I...I watched the replay...
...for flowers
"Jiaojie, Jiaojie, if you have something to say, what are you doing with the chair, you can't beat it! 99
Meanwhile, in a teahouse.
A mahjong table.
An old man, looking at the time at this moment, overthrew Mahjong.
"Don't fight, I'm going home to watch TV.
The other three old people on the mahjong table are all old women.
At this moment, they looked at the old man dissatisfied, with resentment in their eyes.
"Brother Liu, what's the matter with you! You brought us together, so if you don't want to fight, don't you fight? 55
"Today, there are so few people in the teahouse, as hell, if you go, where do you go to find someone!
"Hey, Brother Liu, let's play another round! That TV, can it be better than us? It can be more interesting than mahjong, you go back to the house, you are the only one, and your children are not there!
When the three aunts, the old woman, spoke to the well-mannered old man, there was a hint of anger.
But Mr. Liu didn't waver at all.
"Never mind, this show is a must watch! 35
One of the old women said angrily.
"I know, isn't it that ghost messenger live broadcast! I've seen it a few times, it's too uncomfortable, I still like comedy, why do you have to watch it, it's not that you didn't suffer when you were young."
Mr. Liu smiled, but only spoke in a low voice.
"My father and my brother were all Tianfu soldiers, and they all left and never came back. If you want the Great Xia to die, the roof of the Tianfu people must die first!!!""
"If you stop me again, you can only say that you don't understand Tianfu people..."
Tianfu Prefecture, the old city.
A Maocai restaurant that has been open for more than ten years.
There is a steady stream of customers, this is a mom-and-pop shop.
Because it is delicious and affordable, there are always many customers.
And today, a rickety old woman came to this store.
The old woman is a resident of the old residential building next to the Maocai Restaurant, and she is also an old acquaintance with the owner of the mom-and-pop shop.
The strange thing is that the old woman has always been alone and has never seen any relatives.
At this moment, the old woman looked at the proprietress who was serving guests, and pointed to the TV in the store.
"Can you see this?"
The proprietress trotted over enthusiastically.
"sure!"
"Usually the TV is on, and I listen to the sound, mammy, what's the matter."
The old woman smiled embarrassedly.
"My TV suddenly broke down in the morning, and it couldn't be repaired. I asked someone to tell me that it would not come until tomorrow. I want to watch a show, and I want a dish, so I will sit in the small seat at the door, not occupying your seats. 99
The old lady's face changed.
"What are you talking about, when you come to the store, you are a customer, not to mention an old neighborhood."
"Haba'er (husband), cook a dish for my mother-in-law, less spicy..."
In the back kitchen, a simple and honest middle-aged man opened his mouth with a smile.
"Okay!"9
At the same time, Tianfu City, the suburbs.
That quaint self-built house.
The old man with a long face and high cheekbones was sitting in the rocking chair, looking up at the sky.
He seemed to be waiting for someone, and he seemed to be remembering something.
In his mind, at this moment, he once again recalled the two hundred years of suffering in Daxia... the land lost, the general who died, the scholar named Qian Sanmu who he had met, told himself that he wanted to write "Daxia" History Outline", because he was afraid that Daxia would really die.
He has met countless generals, and before going to the battlefield, he gave himself the suicide note...
He also encountered a major official of Daxia who surrendered directly... and felt that Daxia was hopeless!
In those years, despair reached an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood, one hundred thousand youths and one hundred thousand troops!
In those years, the voice of despair to surrender prevailed...
In those years, most optimists were so desperate that they thought about how to rebuild Daxia after the country was destroyed, but only a very, very few believed that a protracted war would be possible!
Desperate, Tianfu warriors come out of Tianfu, wearing the flag of death... Despair, Tianfu Prefecture, ten rooms and nine empty, every household is succulent...
Desperate to the point that I, an old man who has been dead for hundreds of years, wants to stir up the situation and send countless young people, teenagers, to the battlefield... After they die in battle, they have to suppress their souls...
Dai Tianlan said that he has to bear the suffering of the two hundred years before Daxia... Even if he wants to bear... it will not be his turn!!!
Who should be responsible for the two hundred years of suffering in Daxia!
At this moment, the old man was grinning.
At the same time, he also heard footsteps, getting closer and closer to him.
He knew that the person he had been waiting for for a long time was finally here!!!
At this moment, the old man had some rare expectations.
Yun Wen, my good grandson.
Do you still have the courage to come and see me? Wan.