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Chapter 22 Preparing for Live Streaming in Advance
Next to Lake Volga, they suddenly let out heart-piercing screams and cried bitterly. Some of them were so frightened that they became incontinent and peed their pants!

From their perspective, they saw countless limbs and arms, countless corpses, and bombers dropping incendiary bombs in the sky.

I saw the Volga Lake that has been soaked red with blood...

At this time, it was already six o'clock in the evening, and there were still two hours left before Zhou Qiang's third live broadcast.

Beside Lake Volga, at this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun, the setting sun is setting, and the entire calm lake is reflected in fiery red.

In front of hundreds of graves, the old man raised his head in surprise and looked at Zhou Qiang in surprise.

Zhou Qiang looked at the old man and smiled softly.

Behind the two of them, those five or six gangsters were kneeling on the ground and crying bitterly, their eyes full of fear, panic, and remorse.

"help me!"

"Ah... help me quickly!"

"We...are we good people?"

"what!!!"

The old man opened his mouth slightly, and pointed at those gangsters in disbelief.

"These bastards, why are you like this?"

Zhou Qiang turned his head and glanced at the gangsters with some disdain.

"It's nothing, I just reproduced the... heroic scene back then."

"Let them see the scene full of stumps and broken arms, corpses strewn all over the field, and bloody scenes."

"These fools are entangled here endlessly!"

The old man's body trembled suddenly. Zhou Qiang's words seemed to drag him down to the time 80 years ago.

Staring at his already blurred eyes, the old man asked in surprise, "You... who are you?"

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of Zhou Qiang's mouth: "I'm a ghost messenger!"

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The conversation between Zhou Qiang and the old man has been recorded by Zhou Qiang.

Before coming to the old man, he put his mobile phone on a stand near the tomb.

Lake Volga is rippling with blue waves, facing the afterglow of the setting sun.

The young man who claimed to be a ghost messenger was talking with an old man in front of the grave.

The whole picture gives people a poignant feeling.

If it weren't for those gangsters who were crying and howling and peed their pants, then this picture would definitely be a perfect scene.

The live broadcast at this time has been transmitted to the broadcasting building of Central Media in real time through the mobile phone.

In the studio, for the live broadcast at [-] o'clock tonight, Central Media specially prepared a large-scale studio to prepare for Zhou Qiang's live broadcast.

Although there is still more than an hour before eight o'clock, the staff in the studio are already making full preparations.

Qiu Tianshuo, the operation director of Central Media, went into battle in person, directing the work here.

At this moment, the staff in the studio were a little excited.

They were all surprised when they saw the picture suddenly transmitted from Zhou Qiang's cell phone.

Didn't you agree to start on time at eight o'clock?Why did the live broadcast come over an hour earlier?
From the beginning to the end, they believed that these gangsters, including the old man standing alone in front of the tomb, were all extra performers hired by Zhou Qiang.

Unexpectedly, and dare not to think, Zhou Qiang met this group of people by chance and pulled them here on a whim.

It's all too much of a coincidence.

At this moment, Qiu Tianshuo scratched his head for a while, and his face for a while, like a monkey.

This is a symptom that only occurs when he is highly concentrated and nervous at the same time.

"Ghost messengers travel around the world, pass by Lake Volga, and meet gangsters who bully the elderly, do they teach them a lesson?"

"Yes, this idea is very good!"

"But why didn't the live broadcast follow the previously agreed time?"

"But if we wait until eight o'clock in the evening, I'm afraid there won't be such a sunset scene."

At the same time, the announcer in charge of the live broadcast connection looked at Qiu Tianshuo behind him.

"Leader, what should we do now? Do we still have to come at the time of eight o'clock before?"

Qiu Tianshuo's expression was complicated, as if he was thinking about something.

There is still more than an hour until the agreed eight o'clock.

Now is the broadcast time of the evening news. During this time period, it is indeed not possible to interrupt the broadcast.

"Rebroadcast it now, but not on Channel One, but on Channel Six!"

"Tell Channel Six to cancel the broadcast of the movie. Isn't Channel Six jealous of us getting Zhou Qiang's live broadcast rights? Let's be generous and give it to them directly!"

"Wait until eight o'clock, and broadcast it to our first channel, and send out a notice at the same time. The live broadcast before eight o'clock is the preview before the live broadcast, and the live broadcast after eight o'clock is the feature film!"

"Before the broadcast, I added the conversation between the gangsters and the old man. This conversation is so exciting, and the acting skills of these actors are not even mentioned. Where did you find the actors at this time? They are really professional!"

Until now, Qiu Tianshuo has not thought that those so-called gangsters and old men are real gangsters and real old men.

At the same time, according to the program list of Channel Six, when it was originally planned to broadcast a movie.

Suddenly, an abrupt announcement was interrupted.

"Through the fight of our Channel [-], Channel [-] obtained part of the rights to broadcast the third live broadcast of Guichai."

"Dear viewers, please don't be anxious. All the content broadcast by Channel [-] is based on the actual broadcast content."

The notice is only two short lines, but through this short text, you can feel the excitement of the leaders of Channel Six and all the staff.

To be clear, Zhou Qiang's previous two live broadcasts were originally rebroadcasted through Channel [-], and they became popular all over the country.

If Yu Xiran, sent by Qiu Tianshuo, hadn't cut off Zhou Qiang, Zhou Qiang's live broadcast rights should belong to Channel [-].

After this simple announcement, the screen of Zhou Qiang's live broadcast room was rebroadcast to channel six.

In the picture, first of all is the crooked old man, standing alone in front of hundreds of tombs, arguing with those gangsters.

Then, Zhou Qiang's figure slowly appeared in the camera.

Although Channel [-] did not promote it, within minutes of Zhou Qiang's live broadcast on Channel [-], news spread all over the Internet.

Channel [-]'s official media also received thousands of messages within a period of time.

"I'm going. Why did the live broadcast suddenly start without any notice? Wasn't it supposed to be broadcast live on Channel [-] at [-] o'clock tonight?"

"The sixth princess is really not in vain, she is really arrogant, I like it!"

"This actor is very realistic, those gangsters look no different from the real gangsters!"

"That's right, this acting skill is not much better than some actors of the new generation, and the old man's acting is also very good, it looks like a person who has gone through vicissitudes of life!"

(End of this chapter)