Chapter 303: 303 Shenzhou style, unique in the prosperous era! [1 update] Chapter 303: 303 Shenzhou style, unique in the prosperous era! [1 update] “What?” The supervisor hadn’t expected to hear such words.
But he had already subconsciously lifted his head, glancing towards the window.
Outside the window, besides an advertising screen, the century-sized clock of Global Center could also be seen.
“Tick, tock, tick, tock—”
The second hand shook twice, the ti pointing to eight o’clock in the evening at Global Center.
At that instant, the costic advertisent that was playing halfway on the advertising screen suddenly disappeared, replaced by a heavy, vermilion palace gate.
The shot slowly moved up from the position of the door lock, “Yongning Palace” in embossed gold letters ca into view.
“Whoosh—”!
The sound of the wind, the babbling of water.
Birds spread their wings in an instant, wind chis tinkled on the willow trees, and the entire view of Yongning Palace filled the big screen.
The beauty brought by the classical architecture was at this mont imnse and stunning.
It was hard to imagine how craftsn of ancient Shenzhou could have built such a vast imperial lodge, even the eyes of every phoenix on the roof beams looked vivid, and their patterns were clearly visible.
The supervisor was so shocked that he stood frozen in place, dazed, forgetting that he was still on a call.
“Dong, dong, dong!”
“Zeng zeng—”
The beating of drums and plucking of strings intertwined, playing a grand and magnificent anthem by his ear.
At this mont, both sight and sound could be called a feast!
As the sound of the drumbeats intensified, legendary figures from history appeared one by one.
The preview featured silhouettes without actual appearances and faces, but the iconic features allowed viewers to recognize who the silhouettes were.
From the founding of the Ning Dynasty, Great Ancestor Ning led a million troops to pacify the chaotic world.
To Ning Zhaozong quelling internal strife, moving the capital to Fengyuan, the Son of Heaven guarding the national gate.
In an instant, the sound of the pipa began, pleasing and lodious.
With a silver saddle and white horse, unmatched in splendor—Princess Yongning, Xiang Lan!
Then the sound of horse hooves, a spear and a longsword dropped from the sky, “clang” resonating to the heart.
Unrivaled in the northwest, peerless in both spear and sword, the head of the Four Directions Nobility—Prince Yan!
Stabilizing the Southern Frontier with commanding presence—Prince of Chu, Xiang Qingtian!
Defending the Eastern Wilderness, the only Queen’s Peerage—King Qin, Hua Yingyue!
Living carefree above the dust, the visage as graceful as Shun—Carefree King, Yan Shunhua!
At that mont, “pa” went a black and a white piece falling together, shadows engaged in a ga of Go.
The world as a board, divining the fate of nations—Imperial Tutor, Han Yunsheng!
To work tirelessly until death—The First Female Pri Minister, Shen Mingshu!
This trailer was now premiering across Global Center’s nurous advertising screens, with more and more people stopping to watch the screens.
Passersby also halted their steps, looking up.
“Dong, dong, dong!”
The sound of drumbeats grew more and more hurried, pushing towards the ultimate climax.
In the last second, all characters reappeared, against a backdrop of vast mountains, luminous rivers, with the bright moon hanging high above, and the water reflecting an imnse starry sea, where heaven and earth seem to pour out.
This is—Shenzhou!
A short trailer of less than 120 seconds depicted the entire prosperous era of Daning.
How could the supervisor not know how expensively the giant advertising screen his office floor-to-ceiling window faced?
A second cost millions, not to ntion the pri-ti slot at eight in the evening, which would multiply the price several tis over.
Most importantly, the ads that would make it to this big screen and be broadcasted had all their ti slots booked for the entire year.
Occasionally, so rich young man would arrange on short notice to use the advertising screen for a proposal declaration, but that would only last for a few brief seconds.
However, after the trailer ended, it entered a second round of broadcast.
The supervisor didn’t dare to calculate just how much money had been burned.
At the very least, this amount was definitely beyond the reach of Spencer Film Company.
“Looks like you’ve finished watching,” Ye Wanlan judged his state from the sound of the supervisor’s breathing, and she spoke indifferently, “I said, we don’t need you.”
The call concluded at that point.
Ye Wanlan tossed the phone to Sai Ke, “You can go now.”
Sai Ke still didn’t know what had happened.
The call had lasted for at least a hundred seconds, but from start to finish, Ye Wanlan had said only two sentences.
He caught the phone, and with a cold look took a glance at Producer Liu, “Old buddy, I’ll say it upfront, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, but you really are making unreasonable demands. To use your Shenzhou proverb, it’s ‘biting off more than you can chew!'”
“Get lost!” Producer Liu was completely enraged, pointing at Sai Ke’s nose and cursing, “Do I have an ‘old buddy’ like you? I think you’re the one biting off more than you can chew. Take a good look in the mirror and see what you’re worth, wanting to steal our Shenzhou culture. Scram!”
He imdiately summoned two security personnel and had Sai Ke thrown out of the program team.
“Old Liu, you rarely took a hard stand,” the director leisurely sipped his tea. “I’ve always found Sai Ke disagreeable, but you were still considering negotiating with him? Negotiate what? All these opportunistic eyes at Global Center, which one of them isn’t greedy?”
Producer Liu sighed deeply: “I thought too highly of them.”
The director was sipping his tea when he suddenly sprayed it out, crying out with a burst of profanity: “Damn it!”
Producer Liu, who was sitting across from him, was showered in tea.
He pulled out a tissue to wipe the tea and leaves off his body, gritting his teeth in a forced smile, “If you don’t give a reasonable explanation, I’ll definitely beat you to death today!”
However, the director had no ti to explain, his eyes bulging, he slapped the table, “Old Liu, look, look!”
“What am I looking at? It seems today’s your death day!” With an expressionless face, Producer Liu walked up and happened to see the computer screen.
On it was a new entry that appeared just a minute ago, but in such a short span of ti, the entry had exploded.
#Treasures of The Divine Land, Global Trailer#
“[Oh my god, the program team has made it, the trailer has landed at Global Center, I’m traveling, and the huge screen in front of suddenly popped up with our Yongning Palace!”]
“[I saw it too! I’ve watched it three tis in a row, the more I watch, the more my blood boils, I can’t wait for the full show!]”
“[Isn’t the program team going to rob a bank? How did they manage this?]”
“[Are there any comnts from foreign websites? Could soone please screenshot and translate them, I want to see the reaction of foreigners.]”
Producer Liu scrolled down Weibo, where netizens had already started sharing comnts from various countries.
There were from the Northern Lands, the Starman Federal Empire, and the Southern Ming Principality.
—”Is this the Shenzhou commorated by Shenzhou University? It’s kind of terrifying; I can’t imagine how powerful Shenzhou was three hundred years ago.”
—”What exactly does Shenzhou an? This is clearly our thing from the Southern Ming Principality, Shenzhou thieves!”
—”Co on, in the past, your Southern Ming Principality had to pay tribute and worship to Shenzhou.”
—”Although I grew up in the Northern Lands, I’ve heard a lot about Princess Yongning since I was a child, apart from the Emperor of Northern Lands, she’s the historical figure I admire most.”
—”I don’t think Princess Yongning is that great? Isn’t it just because she was born into the right family? Without a good father and brother, what could she, a woman, accomplish?”
—”Dreaming of the day I can go to Fengyuan City to see the place where Princess Yongning once lived!”
Unexpectedly, the trailer had elicited a great response and the approval rating was continuously rising.
A two-minute trailer instantly caused a huge stir in Global Center and around the world.
Producer Liu and the director looked at each other, both dumbfounded.
They knew that this ti, it was going to be a real blast!
At the sa ti, it was nine o’clock Shenzhou Ti.
“It still has to be our people!” the director said excitedly. “Who could have thought that three hundred years later, Princess Yongning would still cause a worldwide controversy?”
Ye Wanlan, who happened to hear this remark: “…”
She didn’t know whether this comnt was ant as a complint or a slight.
Anyway, it wasn’t anything nice.
Her phone chid twice, signaling new ssages in the group chat.
[Ghostbuster Bro]: [Image]
[Ghostbuster Bro]: “Is this the billion-dollar gaproject that Rich Sister and YN Sister discussed?”
[Cultural Man]: “Just got out of the office, walking along, and got startled by the ad screen in front of .”
[Deadly Poison Master]: “Wow, it looks amazing, I’m about to visit Shenzhou, I need to ask for a few more days off to travel to Fengyuan!”
At this mont, Producer Liu had not yet recovered from his excitent, when he received an urgent call from the head office of Yunjing Television Station.
“Xiao Liu, brilliant, absolutely brilliant,” praised the Head of Yunjing Station. “This step out of the country, the broadcasting rights have already seen inquiries, get ready, choose a good partner and sell it.”
“Head of the Station, it’s not that I don’t want to,” Producer Liu complained. “It’s just that our exclusive broadcasting rights have already been sold.”
“What?!” The Head of Yunjing Station’s voice soared, “Sold? To whom did you sell it? Now that the show is just starting to make waves globally, isn’t it a loss to have sold so early?”
Even he had not expected that “Treasures of The Divine Land,” a program dedicated to the history of Shenzhou, would beco so popular worldwide.
This was not surprising, though.
After all, during the early establishnt of Global Center, there was indeed a group of People of Shenzhou who traveled across the ocean and rooted themselves there.
And as another powerful force in the world—the Northern Lands—had once been friendly with Shenzhou.
The story of Princess Yongning and the first female Emperor of Northern Lands having a mutual admiration was also widely known in the Northern Lands.
“No way, absolutely cannot sell the broadcasting rights so cheaply!” the Head of Yunjing Station didn’t wait for Producer Liu to speak and imdiately said, “Just now, several companies approached the station, saying they can buy it for a high price.”
“Shouldn’t have sold it cheaply, right?” Producer Liu muttered, “I thought the sale went quite well, after all, it was a contact found by Miss Ye.”
Anyone who could extravagantly book so many advertising screens at Global Center must have substantial assets.
The Head of Yunjing Station was completely incredulous, “You sold the broadcasting rights before the heat kicked in, they must have pushed the price down, it doesn’t matter if you can’t face it, the station will help you, who did you sell it to?”
“Oh yeah.” It was only then that Producer Liu rembered that he still didn’t know the na of Ye Wanlan’s friend, “Miss Ye, who did you sell it to?”
Ye Wanlan casually said, “Kristin Constans.”
Kristin Constans, President of the World Bank.
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