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The commander of the sixth battalion watched the two brothers around him being killed, and his eyes were blood-red before he died!

That day, the Japanese sniper had gone mad, and continued to dance with his back to them, and his movements were exaggerated like devils.

The barrage exploded

!"My day your uncle's little day ****, my tears came out when I saw

it!!" "The hatred of the family and the country is not a common thing!" "

Give me a knife, give me a knife...!!"

"This group of brutes, just spoiling our Sichuan army soldiers like this, can't you give it a good time, do you have to insult it??"

Tianhua conference room.

Wu Xuan couldn't stand it and had already gone out!

Su Yunhang's ear came back to Zhang Mingyu's crying voice, and said: "Boss, what is this little guy Xiao Xian going to do

? Why is everything going out?

This kind of plot doesn't even dare to be released casually by real film production, and he is not afraid that it will cause a reaction from public opinion?" Obviously,

the current live broadcast screen has completely exceeded the scope of what can be broadcast live.

Su Yunhang frowned deeply, but the phone suddenly rang at this time.

He was suddenly stunned after connecting, and hurriedly said: "Director Murong, I will immediately ask Xiao Xian to stop the live broadcast, I'm sorry, he is too young, young and vigorous, if this matter causes any bad impact, I will bear it." There

was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then Murong Zhongchao's unique magnetic voice came.

"No, the live broadcast continues!" Su

Yunhang was suddenly stunned and asked blankly: "You... What do you mean?"

"Yunhang, this is a good program, it should be broadcast by CCTV, I didn't expect it to be made out by a self-media company like yours, and your immediate boss called me just to show off."

"Big boss??"

Murong Zhongchao said meaningfully: "That's right, your irresponsible big boss Tianhua has already reported the show to the General Administration, and has been approved and praised by a number of high-level officials, and now Xiao Xian no longer only exists in the eyes of you and me."

Su Yunhang's heart shook so much that he didn't react for a long time.

On the phone over there, Murong Zhongchao continued: "After your boss reported this matter, I also received a mysterious phone call.

That person asked me to fully support the program of Classic Huaxia, and I can give all the support when the time is right, do you know the gold content of this sentence?"

Su Yunhang had already been shocked and couldn't say anything, and he didn't want to ask more about who the mysterious person was.

To be able to order the director of the Central Station, and to be able to directly tell Murong Zhongchao that when necessary, he can unconditionally support Xiao Xian, this kind of power is unimaginable.

That kind of status is not comparable to that of his small deputy director of the company.

"That's... That..."Su Yunhang felt suffocation for the first time.

"Okay, Xiao Xian, this little guy can toss as much as he likes, don't restrict him, be sure to let him broadcast this episode of the show in its entirety, understand?"

Su Yunhang finally reacted, and he immediately said, "Understood!"

hung up the phone, and Shen Changming had just put down the phone.

"Vice Sensible Su, the teacher called me just now, and the Kyoto Institute of Historical Research has notified a relevant department.

It has been recognized by the authoritative official, and supports the collection of Huaxia to continue the live broadcast!The

influence of public opinion does not care, at some moments, the people should know something, and for Xiao Xian's behavior, he has given full praise!

""Poof... Ahem..."

Su Yunhang suddenly coughed violently, did Xiao Xian pierce the sky?

Kyoto Institute of History is an official institution, and no one standing behind it needs to say much, especially the central station.

How can a show have such a powerful influence?

Zhang Mingyu's crying voice came from his ears, and he shouted: "This show is so real, I can't stand watching it, boss, don't you notify Xiao Xian to close it in advance?"

Su Yunhang could still hear Zhang Mingyu's snot twisting his nose.

His face was a little green, and he couldn't imagine that picture, so he immediately said: "The live broadcast continues

!" After slowing down, Su Yunhang added another sentence in a calm voice, saying, "No time limit!"

"Old... Boss, what are you talking about?"

"Mingyu, let's go crazy with Xiao Xian, we have a backer behind us, don't be afraid!"

"Backer?...... Who?

" "Nation!"

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