Next to Uncle Song, there was a very exquisite and gorgeous palace lantern.

He caressed its veil with pity, with a heavy expression: "This palace lantern was given to him by my father's friend, it is a cultural relic."

“There is a story behind every artifact.

And this palace lantern is connected with two people, a friendship that spans three thousand miles.

When my father was in the army, he met a comrade-in-arms who was a friend of life and death.

After retiring from the army, the two remained in touch. The last time they met, they made an appointment to celebrate the New Year together next year.

But they didn't celebrate the New Year together... That uncle died to save people."

He paused and said sadly: "He has no relatives anymore. He left a suicide note many years ago. All his life income was donated. Only this pair of palace lanterns were left, and he asked someone to travel thousands of miles to give it to my father."

And his old father didn't even know his son. His only preference was to wipe these two lights that would never light up every day.

The sound gradually faded, and there was only the blurry back of an old man. He sat quietly. Suddenly, there was a sound outside the window. He looked over in surprise, his eyes were blank but seemed to be searching for something.

In the end, nothing was found.

The disappointed and lost look made people feel dull in their chests.

Under the west window, the wind swayed the green bamboo, and it was suspected that the old friend came.

Uncle Song changed his voice: "My father had an attack and broke a palace lantern. I found many people but there was no progress.

Finally, Master Lu gave me hope that he would reproduce this ultimately beautiful skill to the world. For me and my family,

It's a miracle."

He stood up solemnly and bowed to the camera: "Thank you, thank you for you who are still persisting, thank you for everything you have done for intangible cultural heritage, I am very grateful."

The picture swayed gently, and his figure disappeared into the torrent of history.

Many figures appeared and disappeared. They wanted to speak but stopped, and the cultural relics slowly appeared and gradually disappeared.

The voice-over sound is very calm: "**** has said that the prosperity of a country and a nation is always supported by cultural prosperity.

Without the inheritance and development of civilization, without the promotion and prosperity of culture, there will be no realization of the Chinese dream.

There is an ancient saying that one outline can reveal one's eyes, and one volume can explain it and many chapters can be clearly understood.

It is precisely because of Master Lu, who selflessly teaches skills in the process of pursuing creation,

Only by passing on the "spiritual lifeline" of the Chinese nation from generation to generation."

Time is up.

The final picture is frozen on two lines of elegant ink and wash characters.

[Inheritance of craftsmanship illuminates a city.

Wood carving master Lu Zi'an]

There was no fierce declaration, nor did there be any crying intentionally earning tears.

An ordinary story, two friends separated by yin and yang.

What stories are behind those people and things that appear and disappear?

For thousands of cultural relics, this pair of palace lanterns is just a drop in the ocean, and may not even be named in terms of value, but the touch it brings has not decreased at all.

Finally, Dad Lu came back to his senses: "This advertisement is more than sixty seconds, right?"

Shen Mange reopened a page and said, "I feel like I've edited a lot more for more than a minute, otherwise it should have been a little longer."

Many of these have been omitted and mentioned in one sentence. Is it intentional blank space?

For example, one side of culture is beauty, but the other side?

The advertisement does not say that it leaves people with infinite room for imagination.

Many people scoff at the call for the protection of traditional culture, thinking that this is simply pretentious.

But I never thought that if it weren’t for the persistence of these people, would our generation have seen such beautiful craftsmanship?

There are many cultures nowadays that we can only see in books, and some of them have never even been heard of.

What about the past few hundred years?

Just like a certain country, directly delete history and then a cultural gap occurs?

Everyone fell into silence. After Chen Mange pondered for a moment, he suddenly remembered: "Why have you never heard of this advertisement before? If it is to be broadcast, he should notify Brother Zi An in advance. Is this really an official public service advertisement?"

Zhuo Peng also frowned: "It doesn't feel very similar. Although it is very exquisitely made, it looks a bit like it has been edited..."

"Yes." Zou Kai touched his chin and thought: "The traces are a bit obvious, and it feels like the result of rushing to work."

Qu Duoduo, who had been looking at the computer next to him, slowly raised his head: "This... three people in our group took the lead and set up a fan support group. They said that this advertisement was made by them. They had not done it so well before. Someone from the official talked to them and took it directly to use it..."

Originally, the official wanted to buy it, but they heard that there was such a good thing, so they gave it to me without stopping, and didn't dare to ask for a dime.

There is also such an operation? Everyone looked at each other.

Looking at the charity short film played on TV, Feng Wuxi and Wen Kang were speechless.

Chongyun quickly twisted the rosary and breathed rapidly.

He forced himself to calm down and said in a deep voice: "Go and call and ask what's going on. It was my advertisement before, why did someone suddenly change?"

It’s obvious that they have discussed it well!

He had been looking for a suitable opportunity. He originally thought that after Feng Wuxi defeated Lu Zi'an, or Wenkang defeated Ying Xuan, he would throw out the bombshell of the Fu'an Provincial Cultural Communication Ambassador.

Unexpectedly, God was helping him, and Lu Zian fainted and was hospitalized!

Someone took turns to look for him in the morning, and fainted at noon.

With such poor psychological tolerance, it will naturally be a step further injustice to throw out this news at this time.

But this news may not necessarily reach Lu Zi'an's ears. In order to ensure that everything is safe, he recorded the advertisement early.

Just waiting for the time to come, and it is overwhelming, so there is no need to worry that Lu Zi'an can't see it.

Everything is going very smoothly, but why is the advertisement replaced when it comes to an end?

It was like, he was ready for victory, and the shells were bombed out, but this unreliable thing turned around and exploded his base!

He put in so much energy, and in the end he made wedding clothes for Lu Zi'an?

Feng Wuxi made many calls, but he was always busy.

"Major Master..." Wen Kang said hesitantly: "In fact, now is the era of informationization. Few people read newspapers, and most people pay more attention to the Internet. Last time my grandfather asked someone to mess with Lu Zi'an, he almost succeeded... Otherwise..."

is that so?

Chongyun frowned. It's okay, anyway, the most urgent thing now is to make Lu Zi'an's condition worse, and the method does not matter.

He turned around the rosary and closed his eyes slightly: "Well, you go and do it."

Wen Kang just wanted to remind him, which means he would change his mind and do this from a different perspective.

But I didn't expect to receive such a hot potato, but I didn't dare to refuse, so I had to look at Feng Wuxi with a embarrassed look on my face.

Feng Wuxi spread his hands at him: I can't do anything about this! This was mentioned by you yourself.

Although Wen Kang, who was driving the duck, had a headache, he still found a suitable entry point to argue with Lu Zian.

The words are not intense, but some views are extremely vicious.

If Lu Zian's psychological tolerance is not good, he will definitely be angry to death.

"Ouch! It's just that Ang appeared!" Chen Mange soon saw it and was ready to go: "If you have a way in heaven, you won't go, and if you have no way in hell, you will break in! My aunt will let you see what real cyber violence is today!"
Chapter completed!