RBCT Chapter 707 Ling Jueding
Chapter 707 Ling Jueding
Chapter 707 Ling Jueding
Morning, 5 o'clock.
Sunlight filtered through the shutters and fell on the balcony.
Ye Qin's biological clock has always been very accurate. Even though he was as tired as a dog last night, he still insisted on exercising, at least doing a set of health-preserving Tai Chi.
Rain or shine.
After breathing for a while, he wiped his face with a towel, and then picked up the mop to clean up the windy and stormy battlefield last night.
Crash, gently open the door.
Liu Shishi's face was flushed, and he was sleeping soundly on the sofa. His body was only covered with an air-conditioning blanket, his flawless arms were hanging down, and there was a layer of sweat stains on his skin.
I don't know how many years it took him to be enlightened overnight.
Alas, man, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.
Ye Qin sighed and picked up Liu Shishi.
With just a slight movement, she woke up like a rabbit and yawned: "Ha, are you going to go?"
"Start at 7 o'clock."
"what time is it now?"
Just as Liu Shishi was put on the bed, he heard Ye Qin's answer, "Ah, I have to hurry back, and I promise to watch the military parade with my parents."
He wanted to get up but his bones were falling apart, he was weak, and complained quietly: "Help me!"
.........
"Eat and eat, don't leave any for Shi Shi."
Mama Liu stood in the dining room, frowning, packing up empty bowls and plates.
"Hey, she should be over there now, can she come back?"
Father Liu sat down comfortably on the sofa, turned on the TV, and waited for Mama Yang to broadcast live.
"Too."
Mama Liu smiled and narrowed her eyes. No matter how confused she was, she wasn't blind. Ye Qin and Mr. Liu's enthusiasm for announcing their love affair simply killed "My Motherland and Me" in seconds, directly saving tens of millions for the film's publicity.
The whole world celebrates, no, the whole network celebrates.
In the middle of the night last night, all the cell phones at home went off the hook.
click!
With a twist of the door lock, Liu Shishi opened the door and entered.
She probed her head, clutching the collar with her left hand, covering her slender swan neck, which was full of wolf-kiss marks left by a certain vampire.
"Teacher!"
Mama Liu was shocked at first and then happy, but when she saw the dark circles under her eyes, and she was walking crookedly, she supported her distressedly: "He is too, why is he patronizing himself?"
Liu Shishi's cheeks were flushed, his lips opened and closed, but he didn't make a sound. In fact, that person was himself.
Liu Ma asked again: "Hey, why did you come back alone?"
"You old woman, you forget when you get old, and Qin Zi is going to watch the military parade today."
Father Liu raised his head proudly, pointing at the TV screen with the remote control. At this time, the viewing platform was crowded with people, and there were no empty seats.
Zhou Hongyi stuck in the crowd, and said in a strange way: "The float in the reform and opening up phalanx, I didn't expect that it was not BAT, nor Boss Ren, but Rebus. Well, it is a 'high-tech' company after all."
The word "high technology" is particularly heavy.
Yang Man and Dong Mingzhu looked at each other, and said with a smile: "Dr. Zhou, it's more comfortable here than on the float. You can watch our national defense equipment at a close distance."
"I think it's better to be on the Tiananmen Gate than to ride a float." Zhou Hong said enviously in his tone, "Isn't Mr. Ye right?"
Yang Man smiled and said nothing, he is the chairman of the Film Association!
The red-top artist, let alone a director of the Viacom Group, without his relationship this time, it is impossible to cooperate with Yang Ma and broadcast live globally.
Looking up, Tiananmen Square is majestic and dignified.
In the city tower, inside the entertainment circle, there are only lights of fireflies, and everywhere you can bump into the one with wheat ear one and wheat ear two pinned to your shoulder...
Ye Qin took a deep breath, was patted on the back, turned his head, it turned out to be Nie Zhenxi.
"Mr. Ye, the leader asked me to tell you, thank you for arranging Viacom to participate in the military parade broadcast."
"what I should do."
"CGTN's influence in the world is too small. Anyway, Russia has a Russia Today TV station (RT), but we in China lack a position in the global media structure."
Nie Zhenxi whispered: "The leaders are very concerned about you and Viacom..."
Ye Qin didn't hide his secrets either, because the deal was done, and Philip Doman was already the winner of this battle.
"Sally Redstone lost the lawsuit, and the old Sam, who was angry about his family scandal, canceled the shareholding and deprived his successor.
National Entertainment will own 20% of the shares, and Daqin will get 5%. After the old Sam dies naturally, CBS and Viacom will be entrusted to the Redstone family fund. At that time, Philip and the others may fulfill their promises . "
Nie Zhenxi smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "If you have any difficulties, feel free to tell us, and we will help if we can."
Climbing up with a pole, Ye Qin went straight to the point. He asked the publicity department and the Photoelectric Bureau to coordinate with the theater and mobilize at least a thousand people to act instead of extras.
"Which drama is the unit of "Victory"?"
"No, "Unification of the Great Qin Empire", in cooperation with Netflix, will premiere simultaneously overseas."
"If so, try docking."
Ye Qin got an affirmative answer and hooked his lips.
There is nothing more suitable than a soldier to act as a soldier of the Great Qin Dynasty. With Zhang Guoshi's art direction, the war scenes must be compared to "Heroes"!
While thinking about it, the people in the house flocked to the tower.
No more, no less, exactly 7 o'clock.
"Split, start!"
Accompanied by the majestic voice, the air flag echelon opened the prelude to the military parade. 20 helicopters formed a huge "70" character, with red flags flying and fluttering.
Ye Qin was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, his body was tense, even more tense than the Oscars. In his previous life, he could only watch TV. Oh my god, in this life, he would never have imagined that he could witness it with his own eyes from this height and this angle.
"Look to the right!"
The army with high morale is marching forward in uniform.
Afterwards, the "Steel Torrent March" was played, and the majestic aura came mightily, the aura of the world was strong, and the mighty aura lasted forever.
The battle flag team drove slowly through the crowds of Chang'an Avenue, and the warrior cars with hundreds of honor battle flags slowly drove past Tiananmen Square.
"Brother Ye, where are your second roots?"
"Hey, it's on the tower!"
In the courtyard of Ye Qinsheng's hometown, there are small horses and long benches, full of villagers and elders, the village head, town head, and county head are all present, and three brand-new TVs are placed in front of them.
Ye Dagen is not short of money, and he is full of courage. Although his younger brother Ye Qin often appears on TV and news, can he compare with Tiananmen?
They were all smiling and waved the red flag excitedly.
The reporter carried the camera and circled on both sides to shoot.
The picture suddenly captured Ye Qingfei, and saw her licking melon seeds out of her pocket, looking down at her phone, either chatting gossip, or eating her second uncle's melons all over the screen.
"Beifei, why doesn't your uncle look for Datiantian!"
"Yeah, all the Qin Tian stocks I bought exploded."
"What's wrong with the little lion. Feifei, hehe, why did your lady come to Qin Province, please give me your autograph."
"..."
Seeing that Qin Tiandang and Ye Shidang were getting into a mess in the letter group, Ye Qingfei raised her lips and typed: "I tell you, you must not tell others, my dad said, the second dad will take care of you." Come back for the New Year."
Thanks to book friend M Egg Fried Rice JY for the 500 starting coins
(End of this chapter)