My daughter said, my identity is the head of the Zhang family

The clansmen bowed down.

Zhang Qilin fell with a bang.

Countless shouts and prayers continued unceasingly.

The last moment of the memory picture is frozen here.

With Zhang Qilin fell.

The memory screen came to an abrupt end.

……

Inside the International Stadium.

There was a slight disappointment on everyone’s faces.

I was watching it excitingly!

The picture suddenly disappeared!

The host looked at the time, it was now past nine o’clock in the evening, and it was estimated that it would take an all-night to read it again.

So he quietly came backstage and asked the director for instructions.

“Director, the memories of this scene are also over, I see the time is a little late, do you want to end the show first? Broadcast again tomorrow? ”

The host looked at the director who was smoking and said carefully.

“It’s not late.”

The director spat out a cigarette ring and said with a smile: “Isn’t it only nine o’clock at night?” ”

“But the deadline for our loan in the stadium seems to be six o’clock this afternoon, and we have been overtime for more than 3 hours…”

The host was worried: “I heard that for every hour of overtime, you have to pay 1 million overtime fees?” ”

“It’s an overtime fee, which we’ve already paid three times.” The director nodded, without the slightest intention of concealing.

The host was stunned.

One million an hour, this director actually agreed lightly?

No flesh pain at all?

“You don’t have to care, just continue to host, and the salary will be paid 5 times your usual salary!” The director began to get a little impatient.

“This…”

Hearing that there was a huge overtime pay, the host was overjoyed.

But as a professional host, he still had some worries in his heart, so he suggested: “It may be all night if it continues to broadcast……. Zhang Qilin is dormant on the stage, with a nutrient solution supplement, but the audience does not ah, I am afraid that they will not be able to hold on. ”

“Besides, I’m not sure if these viewers would like to stay up all night watching the show…”

“Don’t worry about that!” The director smiled, took out his mobile phone and clicked on a page, and threw it to the host.

The host took a look.

On the screen of the phone is the interface of the official number of “Memories of Life”.

He saw that three hours earlier, the official account had posted a voting option.

The voting content is that because the popularity of the program is too high, many viewers do not want the program to be broadcast.

Therefore, according to the opinions of the audience, the program team is ready to extend the end time of today’s program.

The first option is [Play All Night].

The second option is [ends at ten p.m.].

The result?

The number of votes for [All-night Play] is 580 million!

And the number of votes for [Ends at 10 pm] is only 13 votes!

This Nima!

The host swallowed his saliva fiercely.

He hadn’t seen such a crazy audience for a long time!

How attractive Zhang Qilin’s memories are!

There are actually hundreds of millions of viewers who are willing to stay up late to watch!

“Whew…”

The host exhaled a long breath and walked out of the room.

When he returns to the stage.

Glancing over the audience.

Boy.

The people in the audience were all very energetic, their expressions were very excited, and they couldn’t see sleepiness at all!

No one left!

100,000 spectators, still seated!

Wow!

Just as he was thinking about the next manuscript, the memory picture in the center of the gymnasium suddenly exploded.

Countless broken light reorganization.

A picture is formed.

It seems that Zhang Qilin’s next memory is about to start playing!

Yikes!

The 100,000 spectators immediately adjusted their sitting posture.

The expert seats are also waiting for you!

“…….”

The host smiled bitterly, maybe this is the charm of Zhang Qilin, right?

……

The memory picture is re-enacted.

Snow.

Endless snow-capped mountains.

The magnificent picture of the snow-capped mountains is displayed in front of everyone’s eyes.

This also made everyone’s eyes shine!

Zhang Qilin went to the snow mountain?

Just when everyone was curious, Zhang Qilin appeared.

His current appearance is much more mature, his height is about one meter eight, and the immaturity on his face has long since completely faded.

Zhang Qilin wore a thick cyan Tibetan robe and walked alone on the snow-covered mountain steps.

The steps are so steep that they can almost be counted as straight up and down.

But Zhang Qilin walked less strenuously.

Soon.

He came to the door of the lama’s temple.

Into the eye.

It was an extremely dilapidated temple door, very small, and the wooden door was only half a person’s width.

Behind is a small courtyard where the snow on the ground has been swept away, revealing many stone tables and chairs.

Look back.

At the end of the courtyard are all houses built on the mountain, and the houses extend to the sky with no end in sight, which is very spectacular.

In the courtyard, three young lamas were roasting fires.

Seeing Zhang Qilin come in, they were all stunned.

Zhang Qilin opened his mouth and said a string of Tibetan words: “Gua really cut with a hat Xisai qiong bran.” ”

“……”

The three young lamas nodded stunned, then made a gesture of invitation.

Then they began to lead Zhang Qilin into the house.

The first building, the largest, was where the lamas practiced, and there was a long wooden staircase behind the house.

The lamas climbed up layer by layer.

Zhang Qilin also followed.

I don’t know how long it took, and I don’t know how many rooms I passed.

The leading young lama stopped.

Zhang Qilin looked around, and the position he was now in was in a dark room.

The young lama respectfully retreated.

Zhang Qilin was suddenly left alone in the room.

He was expressionless and walked forward.

Looking around, he found that this was a Zen room, and the whole room was very dark, only a little light shining through the window.

In the dark.

The audience vaguely saw a lot of blurry shadows, which seemed to be piles of scriptures.

They also found:

This room would have had a lot of windows.

But these windows are covered with some thick blankets.

It may be that the blanket is too old, and it has rotted on it, except for many small holes, and the light outside the window shines through these small holes.

After adjusting to the light in the house.

All the audience and experts found that Zhang Qilin had already sat down in the room.

Opposite him, an older lama was staring at him.

……….

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