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Chapter 884 Comedy, or Tragedy?

"Finally started, I am so worried about Jiang Shen's problem!"

"Who is you going to talk about this issue? Tell us quickly!"

"Is this the man who is immortal or special ability? He looks as big as me!"

Within ten minutes of the live broadcast room, the number of viewing of 50 million views has been exceeded, and this number is still soaring!

Many people who were not interested in the collection of Huaxia today can't wait to see this man who can't kill this 45 billion.

Driven by Jiang Yi's name, under the mistake of the Charlie family, it was popular all over the world and major upper class.

Many top families have allowed their members to watch this show, and even ask them to write a sense of post -view and formulate plans for the collection of Huaxia.

Jiang Yi said to the live broadcast room: "In the last issue, we talked about Mo Zhai, the first giant in the Mo family, and advocated that they were love, non -attack. I hope everyone can forget the heart of the Mo."

"With the development of society, our non -attack today has a lot of meaning."

"It not only refers to the contest between weapons or fists. It is not easy to hurt and abuse others, but also a form of attack."

"In this issue, I will go with you to talk to one of the talents in thought, literature, and military."

"His name -called Xin Qiji."

By the way, Jiang Yi stopped saying more. From the backward, steps retreated step by step.

The world's environment is gradually fragmented like a piled square, floating in front of the public.

A brush with black and gray as the main style is cooked out of thin air. Before the suspension, or hook, or skimme, or horizontal, vertical, point, mention.

Between the strokes, or the elegance, the frustration of the dragon, or the extremely heavy, it looks like iron painting silver hooks.

The glyph in the painting is sometimes like a dragon and snake flying, sometimes like a fluttering phoenix, entering the wooden three points.

The strong sense of realism and quaint came to the face, and it instantly made people seem to be in the sea of ​​Chinese Wenwen!

The generation of that word made the whole world uproar. While lingering, it was amazed.

The ability to understand Chinese characters, who do not understand Chinese characters, just look at the character, just like being in the world's famous paintings, infected by the rhyme of the words between the text.

"Calligraphy, this is the calligraphy of our Huaxia Collection !!!"

In front of the live broadcast room, there was a famous Chinese calligrapher in the case of filming, and praised those words: "Good words, good words!"

"It's a collection of Huaxia, you can re -engrave such a wonderful text. With these words, who dares to say that we have no art in China!"

"Mom, after reading these words, I feel that my words are not worthy of their shoes!"

"It turns out that our words can be written so well. I don't know if there is such a word post, it's too strong!"

When the calligrapher saw this, he hurriedly said: "The post posts are just auxiliary, our calligraphy is particular about the written writing, so remember!"

At this time, even some people who despised our culture could not help but emotion.

Brown rice: "Is this the text of Huaxia? It looks like a unique oriental beauty in it!"

"It seems that Huaxia also has its own beauty. Unfortunately, how many people are mainly our Western beauty. I really feel sad for them to have no cultural confidence!"

Audience: "Isn't many Chinese people all of this? We think that Huaxia still has many excellent civilizations, but unfortunately too many people patronize to cater to the West."

"To be honest, Huaxia's civilization is also very high -end, but many Chinese people do not pay attention because they are not in the West."

"If they are in the West, it may be sought after by how many Chinese people!"

The sunset audience: "We also acknowledge that the Chinese civilization is very powerful, but now they have too many people who can't match such a civilization."

Capped audience: "Is there any possibility, calligraphy is also our kimchi?"

Brown rice, sunset, waste bird: "You roll!"

Faced with the ridicule of many foreign people, more and more Chinese audiences are furious, and they are about to make a lot.

But just half of the words I want to post, I find that my counterattack is so pale and weak.

A heart that wants to stick to and carry forward his civilization gradually takes root in their hearts.

"Mom and Dad, why do so many people have to admire the Yangmei?"

A boy about eight or nine years old, sitting in the living room with a light, said.

At this time, Huaxia was the night. The parents of this family were originally asleep, but because they did not open their mute, some of the downloaded apps continuously appeared in various types of pop -ups to remind them late at night. They woke them up.

It's okay not to wake up. When I wake up, it is a collection of Huaxia. I thought that Jiang Yi could still start broadcasting in this case. The family immediately waited vigorously.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and the child wakes up at night, so let him watch it together.

In all parts of Huaxia, many young people and middle -aged are because of similar situations to wake up.

Alas, why do n’t you disclose the helplessness of people to youth and middle age. The mobile phone dare not be mute. There is no strange phone call marked by Sao Ran.

Some phone calls will be painful when they receive it.

I missed it, and I might regret it for life ...

The boy's father didn't know how to answer this question, but he still taught him: "As long as you are more and more people in this generation can stand up their chests, cultural self -confidence will definitely spread all over our nation again."

Just when everyone was communicating, the font quickly wrote the brush was combined into a verse one by one in Jiang Yi's body, which came into the eyes of the audience.

Before behind him, a man with a jug and a one -handed sword appeared.

The man seemed to be drunk, he seemed to be sober, his eyes suddenly opened sharply, and he was blurred.

His sword stabbed, the sharp eyes narrowed, the bright Yuehua paved the sharp sword, the sword reflected the eye -catching cold ...

"Drunk ... Drunk Lights Looking at the sword!"

"Dream back to the corner of the corner!"

In front of the audience, the man seemed to see a monthly camp and thousands of horses.

The soldiers blew up the horn, and thousands of strong men went north to the north.

The man accepted the sword, and the sword flashed his eyes last month.

Every time he speaks, the corresponding poems jump out of thousands of words!

Even if there is a systematic automatic translation function, when those English appears in front of the foreign domain people, even the foreign domain people who have learned Chinese are quite aggressive.

You can only feel the charm of Chinese poetry culture from that tone. Even so, many people are brought into this word and scene.

"Lu Fei of Ma Zuo is fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt!"

A horse is galloping, and the man suddenly lifted the bow and arrow. The bow string was like a thunderbolt, and the countless audience trembled!

But then, these pictures gradually eased again.

The man's tone, from the beginning of the heroic, has become increasingly low.

Lifting the wine into the throat, leaning between the camps, the man said in a row: "But the king of the world, winning the name of the past, pity ... it happened!"

Everyone seemed to be brought into a pessimistic world.

There, an old aspiration was not paid. When he was old, the person born with white hair was fantasizing that he could help the king and the people do more things.

However, because of the white hair that aroused, all this is destined to become a emptiness.

Is this a tragedy?

Some people who do not understand Xin Qiji think so.
Chapter completed!
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