Chapter 1215: 584 Sparked a Nationwide Drama-Watching Craze [1 Update]_2
Chapter 1215: 584 Sparked a Nationwide Drama-Watching Craze [1 Update]_2
It had done no wrongâit was just a pitiful little dog.
The hard work finally stopped after Yu Xiheng came back.
Once someone took over, the small white dog immediately ran off with its gold bars.
Si Fuqing turned over, her fox-like eyes shining brightly, âQuick, Brother Nine, and you too, Feng Sanxi, Jiang Chenying, and Shang Lu, come watch my TV drama.â
Yu Xiheng swept a glance at the few people behind him, his gaze indifferent and unfathomable.
Feng San: ââŠâ
Whose orders should he follow really?
In the end, he decided to set up another temporary projector in the courtyard and rolled out to watch with the other three troubled brothers.
Inside the living room, Si Fuqing turned on the projector. It was still ten minutes before 8 oâclock, but online discussions were already in full swing.
The drama hadnât even started, yet it had already blown up the hot search.
[Who understands that I havenât done anything today but simply kept refreshing for material related to âThe Nationâs Heroineâ? Iâve been sitting in front of the TV since 6 oâclock!]
[Me too, Iâve lost interest in food, I just want to watch the drama.]
[Four episodes a week, drama crew, you are not human! I know youâve finished filming, release it all in one day!]
[Ah, let me cleanse my eyes with some handsome men and beautiful women.]
Yu Xiheng watched the girl who was sitting upright, eyes glued to the projection screen.
He raised an eyebrow slightly, tilted his head, and asked in a low voice, âNervous?â
Si Fuqing was silent for a moment, then finally responded, âYes, Iâm very nervous.â
âThe Nationâs Heroineâ was a project she had invested far more effort into than âCrossing the Demon Realmâ, and even more than when she was still the international superstar Yun Lan.
This was a history she had witnessed with her own eyes; she really wanted to tell everyone about this part of history.
At 8 oâclock sharp, âThe Nationâs Heroineâ officially started airing.
At that moment, the viewership had already reached eighty million.
Since it was the weekend, every household had turned on their TVs and computers.
Lu Xuanye was among them; he was a historian.
While researching official history, he would also watch some historical dramas.
But to his great disappointment, in the past twenty years, other than a drama called âGreat Zhao Emperorâ from a few years back that managed to reproduce a full view of history, the acting skills were also lacking.
Other so-called historical dramas were nothing more than romance dramas disguised in historical garb.
Lu Xuanye didnât think these historically significant figures lacked emotions; on the contrary, they were extremely sentimental.
But in their hearts, the nation and the world always came first, and no matter how much they hated to part, some personal feelings had to be sacrificed.
Those who are madly in love over trivial matters truly insult these heroes.
He wondered if âThe Nationâs Heroineâ would bring him a refreshing surprise.
Lu Xuanye stared intently at the TV.
The screen was pitch black, and a few seconds later, a huge sun slowly rose, illuminating the still slumbering thousand-year-old imperial capital, Yongâan City.
Lan Palace, the divine rise, densely packed.
Bodyguards were cleaning up the corpses on the ground, while civil and military officials crossed various palace gates and entered the main hall.
This was a seven-second silent birdâs-eye shot, showcasing the luxurious Yongâan City.
Suddenly, a line of text appeared.
Xia calendar 671.
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It was the year when Emperor Yin ascended to the throne at the age of fourteen.
Lu Xuanyeâs expression brightened.
This was a major turning point in the history of the Great Xia Dynasty and the foundation for the nationâs most prosperous era.
But because it was difficult to film, no drama had boldly depicted this historical point before âThe Nationâs Heroine.â
Minutes later, the scene flipped, and four people came out of the palace.
This was Mo Yishan portraying the Grand Marshal Jiang Haiping, and Mo Yanwen portraying the Mo family head Mo Yanfeng.
âThis departure, who knows when we can return,â Jiang Haiping clasped his fist and smiled, âWith Brother Mo guarding Yongâan, even if I die, I can rest assured.â
Mo Yanfeng also smiled, âBrother Jiang, rest assured, the Mo family will guard the Central Plains with our lives.â
Hearing this, Jiang Haiping showed a relieved expression and burst into laughter.
With minimal dialogue and no voiceover, Lu Xuanye could tell from Mo Yishanâs skillful performance that from that moment, Jiang Haiping knew he could never return.
He laughed, then resolutely went to his death.
After parting with Mo Yanfeng, Jiang Haiping rode his horse and sped away, followed by tens of thousands of the JIANG family army, magnificently marching.
Their destination was the Yanmen of the North State.
That place had been slowly consumed by the barbarians, notorious and dejected, and they had to take back the North State.
At that moment, the camera zoomed out, the sun gradually set, and behind them, Yongâan City became smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared.
A drumbeat sounded, and the brilliant sunset formed four big characters.
The Nationâs Heroine!
A TV series, yet it achieved a cinematic effect, full of sincerity.
Just this short five-minute intro had already completely drawn the viewers into the war-torn era of fifteen hundred years ago.
As a drama with a leading lady, Si Fuqing hadnât appeared in the first two episodes, which was usually a taboo, potentially causing the entire TV series to flop.
Si Fuqingâs gaze didnât shift, and her palms were slightly sweating until a cold hand covered hers.
âSo nervous? The opinions of others are not that important.â
Si Fuqing paused and then smiled, âThis is also me reviewing myself.â
She said she had to surpass herself, and it was definitely not just lip service.
As time ticked away, Si Fuqing found herself immersed in the TV series.
Until Jiang Haiping led forty thousand JIANG family soldiers to defend Yanmen alone, she noticed Yu Xihengâs body tensing for a moment.
Si Fuqing lifted her head, âWhatâs wrong?â
Yu Xiheng shook his head slightly and laughed softly, âNothing, itâs very well-made.â
And the dramaâs first climax finally arrived.
The barbarian general frenziedly ordered his soldiers to attack Jiang Haiping, but despite the many wounds on his body, he did not fall.
His gaze was resolute, blood flowing thickly.
He didnât speak, but every cell conveyed to everyoneâ
Jiang Haiping, would never die kneeling!