Chapter 58: Night Rain Wild Temple (20) (1)
Originally, the guests were all frightened out of their wits by the series of dangerous situations, and some, like the variety show hosts, were filled with anger after escaping danger.
But before these extreme emotions had time to converge and attack the program team, they were completely dissipated by Yan Shixun's words.
The variety show star looked at Yan Shixun's face, which was more handsome than any other person he had ever seen in the entertainment industry. He was stunned for a moment, and the anger in his heart was suddenly calmed down.
He originally thought that they were the only ones who encountered the giant rats in a dangerous situation, but he did not expect that the situation Yan Shixun encountered was a hundred times more dangerous than theirs. Just listening to Yan Shixun's brief description made him sweat.
The variety show star imagined silently in his mind that if he were in that situation, he would probably collapse out of fear on the spot, not to mention putting the rats on the mural in the main hall into danger and having to call his companions away in order to rescue the other guests.
Moreover, Yan Shixun, the program guide, did not leave them alone, but went to investigate the situation as soon as he noticed something unusual. What Yan Shixun said just now did not sound like a lie. He has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, and he can still tell whether someone is sincere or not. Moreover, Yan Shixun looks very confident. In this case...
"I understand." The variety show star sighed and was the first among the new guests to calm down: "Since we are already here, there is no point sitting here complaining. It was raining so hard and it was dark, so it was the right thing to do to find a place to rest instead of crossing the mountain. There are so many weird things in the mountain temple that none of us could have imagined. It's not the fault of the production team and Master Yan."
"Since the goal is to leave the mountain temple safely, we are all amateurs in this area and should listen to Master Yan's instructions. Master Yan, just tell us what you need us to do." The variety show actor smiled and patted his chest: "I don't know anything else, but I still have strength. I will definitely do whatever the master says."
An Nanyuan, who was about to flatter Yan Shixun, was beaten to the punch by a variety show host in just two seconds: "..."
He slowly turned his head and looked at the variety show host with resentment: Brother Yan, I should be the first to blow the whistle.
The variety show star was puzzled: ? ? Why are you looking at him? Is there something on his face? When I met An Nanyuan on variety shows before, he didn’t seem to be such an active person. What’s going on now?
Bai Shuang glanced at the variety show star and said faintly, "Before, you said that Brother Yan's decision was wrong, and now you even call the master, tsk tsk."
The variety show star blushed and coughed fakely: "It was a different time. At that time, I wasn't, ahem, a firm believer in science."
As the guests talked, their previously tense emotions gradually relaxed. And the audience in front of Yan Shixun's split screen, whose hearts had been hanging high unconsciously, finally settled back into their chests.
[Oh my god, did you hear what Brother Yan just said? I am crying like crazy, Brother Yan is so handsome! ! Brother Yan is so handsome, I feel so safe around him.]
[Yes! Just now when they were chased by those big rats, I really thought they were dead. I cried and called the official rescue hotline. When the operator asked me questions, I was sobbing and hiccuping. I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, Brother Yan actually used the trick of "besieging Wei to save Zhao" and led all the big rats away to save them. This operation really stunned me. ]
[Sisters in front, please sit down. This is all Brother Yan’s basic exercises, hahaha. If you have watched the last episode, you will know. I was almost scared to death, but Brother Yan directly brought them all out. Brother Yan thought of everything I didn’t expect, which made me stunned. From then on, I realized that I just need to follow Brother Yan. So when you were saying “Aaaah” in the barrage, although I was also scared, I was actually okay, haha.]
[Fuck! I'm so angry! Where did Anthony come from? I was so pissed off when I saw his split screen just now. Can you please not invite him to the next show? Is An Nanyuan's agency an idiot? They just released something like this and still want to make a debut? You guys have been watching on Brother Yan's split screen. I don't know, Anthony just ran after those mice! Now I don't know where he got into. It's pitch black and I can't see anything clearly. There's also a very loud sound. It hurts my ears.]
[Emm... If I tell you, Anthony is the main candidate in the next batch of their agency. Don't think he looks silly now, but he is so sweet in places that the camera can't see, and he makes the female executives of the company think he is a talent. But what does it mean to run after the rat? Go into the rat hole? ]
[I predict that a large number of viewers will soon flock to Brother Yan's split screen. I just escaped from Anthony's split screen. Oh my god, it was so scary. The one in front ran so fast. I only heard the sound but didn't see the picture. He ran into a tomb with the mice! My god, the light was dim, and the split screen lens automatically filled in the light. As a result, the lens swept over, wow! It's a bit like the main hall that Brother Yan visited before. I don't know anything about folk customs and can't explain it clearly. Anyway, there are those red and green statues standing in a row inside. At first glance, I almost fainted. Not only that, there are another group of people wearing red clothes, shouting to Anthony, "Pay back your debt, pay back your debt." Oh my god, my hair stood on end when I saw it, and I was ejected directly from my bed at home! I said before that I would go to see the emperor's tomb when I travel this year, but now I can't! I don't want to get close to a tomb in my life! ]
[It doesn’t seem to be a grave, but rather a mountain temple on the ground, and there is another mountain temple underground. And those people in red clothes mentioned earlier… I didn’t mean to scare the people in front on purpose, but they are probably not people, they are scarecrows. And to be honest, I seriously doubt that something is wrong with Anthony, is he possessed by something? There was a camera that flashed across Anthony’s face, and his face didn’t look like a human face at all! It looked like an animal, almost exactly the same as the mice around him. Moreover, I don’t think those scarecrows are asking Anthony to pay back his debts, but they are paying back their debts to Anthony. I took a screenshot of that camera, and friends who are interested and brave can check it out on my social account.]
[Ah? I was stunned. Are you guys competing to make up stories? No need. I think there are ghosts and such. Otherwise, where do souls go after death? But a rat possessing a body? I think that's a bit ridiculous. Why haven't I seen it around me? It must be fake. Making up stories to this extent is too outrageous.]
[…I don’t know if Anthony is possessed, but I think your viewpoint of “I didn’t see it, so it doesn’t exist” is very problematic. I had never seen a ghost before watching this show, so does that mean ghosts don’t exist? And I just checked that guy’s social media account, and it really looks like a mouse, with the same demeanor and movements.]
[Suffocation! I just ran back from the main screen, what the hell! It's too scary! Please let Qiuqiurourou go, it's just a child, it shouldn't be kicked to attend a ghost meeting! ]
[Wow, Brother Yan still looks more normal here, I am alive. Rourou actually took the camera and ran with a group of red ghosts, following behind those ghosts, like a hundred ghosts parading at night, it was so weird that I was chilled to the bone.]
[But don’t you think Rourou’s camera shots look familiar? I feel like it’s a bit like the courtyard in front of the main hall that Brother Yan went to just now. But the camera was too shaky, and I was afraid that I didn’t see it all, so I hid in my bed and covered my head with the quilt to watch a little bit, and then watched it again. I don’t know if I missed any shots of Brother Yan. The camera was full of ghosts! My God, the camera was so close to the ghosts several times, and I was so scared that the ghosts would come out of the camera the next moment.]
[Qiuqiu, stop talking. I didn't go to those two screens to watch. I was scared to death just by what you said. Oh my god, my house has a cemetery view! Outside the window is the former cemetery, and I'm alone at home. It's really unbearable. The more you talk, the colder I feel. I've already forced myself to run over to close the curtains, then quickly ran back and jumped on the bed and buried myself in the quilt. I huddled in the pile of stuffed toys on the bed, covered with a quilt, but I still felt so scared. What should I do?]
[Those in front, hurry up and become Oats! Then Brother Yan can bless you. Then set Brother Yan’s screenshot as your screen saver, and you will feel especially at ease.]
Yan Shixun didn't pay attention to the quarrel among the people here. After calming everyone down, he strode over to the male actor.
"What exactly happened to your injury and when did it happen? Do you have a blood coagulation disorder? Can you tell me about it?" Yan Shixun glanced at the wound on the actor's ankle that was still bleeding and frowned.
Obviously, the wound on the actor's ankle was not too big. Although it was a bit deep, it did not damage the main blood vessels. However, it continued to bleed, staining the medical bandage that the actor had just wrapped around his ankle.
At the actor's feet, there were several blood-stained bandages scattered around. It seemed that the actor had been trying to treat his wounds since the rats disappeared and they returned to the room, but to no avail.
Over millions of years of evolution, the human body has developed a very good self-healing ability. When a wound appears on the body, the blood coagulation system will be immediately activated to stop the bleeding. Death from bleeding is very unlikely to happen to the human body unless the wound is too large or there is a coagulation disorder.
The edges of the actor's ankle wound were uneven, and Yan Shixun realized that it was probably bitten by a rat, but he still cautiously asked the actor for confirmation.
Although this talented actor named Zhao Zhen is not yet 30 years old this year, he has been in the entertainment industry for more than ten years. He has suffered a lot in order to shoot TV series and movies over the past decade. Before he became famous, he also suffered a lot of losses in the crew, both openly and secretly. He is not a squeamish person.
But at this moment, he was covered in cold sweat and felt extremely weak. Just sitting on the bed and bending over to treat the wound was enough to make him look painful.
Hearing Yan Shixun's question, Zhao Zhen smiled bitterly: "Thank you for your concern, Guide Yan. I don't have any blood coagulation disorder, but I don't know why the bleeding won't stop. I gave me all the quick hemostatic bandages in everyone's backpacks, but they didn't work. Maybe I ran too hard just now, and the secondary strain caused the blood vessels to rupture or something?"
Zhao Zhen licked his pale lips that were dry and peeling. He was in a very bad condition, even his pupils were a little dazed. He looked like he wouldn't be surprised even if he went into shock and passed out in the next moment.
Yan Shixun noticed this and immediately raised his hand to hold Zhao Zhen's shoulder.
Zhao Zhen only felt his shoulders warm up, and a strong and firm force immediately supported his body. Then the warmth continued to flow into his body, and his originally shaky and confused mind was suddenly pulled back. His hands and feet, which were originally cold and weak due to blood loss, also slowly recovered.
He couldn't help but look at Yan Shixun who was standing next to him with some surprise.
This, why does this feel like the internal skills that he saw in TV dramas and documentaries, those Taoist priests and monks who practiced them!
"Don't think too much."
Yan Shixun saw what Zhao Zhen wanted to say from his expression, so he spoke first, blocking the question he wanted to ask, and said in a light tone: "As expected of an actor who has acted in costume dramas, you have such a big imagination. How about you write the next martial arts novel? I've already chosen a pen name for you, it's called Jinlong."
Zhao Zhen laughed awkwardly twice. Under the curious gazes of several guests over there, he was too embarrassed to speak out his thoughts.
Yan Shixun carefully examined Zhao Zhen's wound and found that the bleeding was not caused by Zhao Zhen himself. So the problem must lie with the rats that injured Zhao Zhen.
Although Yan Shixun did not encounter the rats mentioned by other guests, he realized from their descriptions that a rat that could grow to more than one meter tall, had consciousness, knew people, and would find ways to break into the house was no longer a normal rat.
Rather, it should be said that it was a mouse that gained power due to some coincidence and became a monster.
In this case, the cause of Zhao Zhen's continuous bleeding was the evil spirit carried by these rats. If the evil spirit was not removed, no matter what method was used, Zhao Zhen's wound would not be able to stop bleeding.
But at this moment, all the means failed...
Yan Shixun's sharp long eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and he felt a rare sense of embarrassment.
Seeing this, the man who had been watching Yan Shixun quietly from the side took a long step forward, as if he had guessed what Yan Shixun was going to do, and said, "You can try again, Yan...Shixun."
The man's calm and low voice was full of confidence: "You should be very good at exorcism spells and hemostatic spells. What you lack now is that there are no ghosts and gods to respond to you and lend you their power. Try again. I promise that this time, there will be ghosts and gods to respond to you."
Yan Shixun turned around doubtfully and looked at the man standing beside him, but he did not directly reject his proposal, nor did he ask the question in his heart: Why do you know what I want to do? Why do you know the reason why I am restricted here?
But his light red lips moved, but in the end he did not ask. Instead, he turned around and looked at Zhao Zhen again with a serious expression.
Zhao Zhen's injury really couldn't be delayed any longer. This was no longer a matter of incomplete medical supplies. Even if Zhao Zhen was sent to a hospital with the best medical conditions immediately, he would probably still bleed profusely. Moreover, if the evil spirits and filth attached to his wounds could not be expelled in time, the evil spirits would enter his body over time. By then, even if the evil spirits were expelled from his body, his body would be seriously damaged, and it would be easy to leave weak sequelae.
Zhao Zhen looked at Yan Shixun's serious expression and felt a little nervous: "Guide Yan, is there something wrong with my injury? Is it difficult to treat?"
"Don't talk, close your eyes."
In response to him, Yan Shixun gave him a calm reminder without any unnecessary emotions.
Yan Shixun lowered his eyes slightly, his gaze fell on Zhao Zhen's wound, then he quickly adjusted his breathing and put himself into a state of mind without distractions.
The stars of heaven and earth are in a cycle of response. They can drive away evil spirits and bind ghosts, and protect lives and bodies...
Each syllable was clearly recited silently in Yan Shixun's gradually declining consciousness.
Before the syllables fell into nothingness and dissipated, a force suddenly rose from the bottom to the top, steadily holding up Yan Shixun's falling consciousness and responding to him.
No, rather than a response, it was more like a long-awaited welcome.
Yan Shixun suddenly raised his eyes, there was a hurricane in his eyes, and his eyes were gloomy.
It’s actually true…
The power flowed into Yan Shixun's meridians, allowing him to use it as he wished.
Golden words appeared faintly in the air, forming a golden circle that encircled Yan Shixun's bony wrist, flashing with bright golden light.
Zhao Zhen, who had half closed his eyes wanting to know what would happen, saw this scene up close and his eyes widened instantly, with disbelief written all over his face.
"Is this a projection? An LED?"
Yan Shixun ignored Zhao Zhen's shock, stretched out his slender palm, and placed it above Zhao Zhen's wound, while silently reciting an exorcism spell in his heart.
Drive away the evil forces, bring clarity and peace...go!
Suddenly, the wound that had been oozing black, dirty blood stopped bleeding.
Zhao Zhen himself suddenly felt that the previous dull and depressed feeling in his body disappeared instantly, and his legs and feet, which were originally so heavy that he could hardly lift them, suddenly felt relaxed.
"Yan, Yan...this, this." Zhao Zhen pointed at his wound, stunned. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.
But it was not just Zhao Zhen. Although Yan Shixun looked calm and indifferent, he was actually shocked in his heart.
He watched Zhao Zhen frantically remove the bandage to check the wound. Not only had the bleeding stopped, the flesh color inside had returned to normal, and there was even a tendency for scabbing to form. Now it looked like just a trivial wound that would heal in a few days. There was no need to worry at all.
It was completely different from the wound that had just bled so much that Zhao Zhen almost went into shock due to blood loss.
There were turbulent waves in Yan Shixun's eyes. He slowly withdrew his hand, stood up and looked sideways at the man standing next to him.
There are various kinds of talismans to deal with different scenarios and achieve different effects, and even the pronunciation and tone have requirements. If one sound is read wrong or unclear, it will not work. Some even need to be combined with hand gestures and spells. This is because the essence of these talismans is that people use the power of the four directions, the power of immortals, founders of sects, and ancestors to intimidate ghosts or expel the impure power remaining in the body, making ghosts feel afraid.
The contents of different spells are equivalent to people communicating with gods, explaining their intentions and the effects they want to achieve. After listening to the contents of the spells, the gods will lend their power as needed to help people achieve their goals.
Yan Shixun guessed that the reason why he could not exert his power in the mountain temple as before was because this place was isolated from the world. The rain was the means of isolation, thus separating this place from heaven and earth, so that the sound of his talismans could not reach heaven and earth, and the gods from all directions could not lend him power.
However, although he clearly did not recite the hemostatic spell just now, Zhao Zhen not only expelled the evil spirit to prevent it from entering the body, but also stopped the bleeding. Moreover, the condition of the wound was as if even the healing spell had taken effect at the same time.
Yan Shixun looked at the man with heavy eyes, his heart full of caution and vigilance.
Who is this person? Why does he know so much, and why did he achieve it after he said it? Is he a disciple sent by a sect? No, the completion of this spell does not seem to be performed by a human, but rather like a ghost who was only responsible for borrowing power. Or this person already has the strength to create a sect and become the founder.
Which case would that be?
The man looked at Yan Shixun strangely and raised his eyebrows: "Why, it's useless?"
Yan Shixun looked at the man with complicated eyes for a long time before he made his eyes look not too revealing of what he was thinking, and barely restored his usual expressionless calmness.
"No, it's very useful." Yan Shixun turned his eyes away and said to Zhao Zhen, who was still shocked and repeatedly checking the wound: "Since the bleeding has stopped, there is no big problem. You can bandage the rest yourself, right? Tell me if there are any medicines or other things you are missing, and I will go to the car outside to get them for you later."
The man who was about to greet Yan Shixun with a smile: "......?"
It was clearly him who did the work, so why did Yan Shixun just glance at him and then go to look at other people? Just now, when he made a wish, he wanted to borrow his phone to call other people to ask about their safety, and now he wanted to borrow his strength to help others with treatment. Why didn't Yan Shixun care about him?
The man felt mixed emotions. The mixture of all kinds of emotions made him very uncomfortable. Even his brows were tightly furrowed. He looked at Yan Shixun's back as if he wanted to ask him in person.
But this emotion, which he had never experienced in thousands of years, made the man a little confused. He didn't know what it was, nor did he know how to react.
If he treated him harshly, like he did with other people he knew, he was afraid that he would scare the exorcists. If he treated him gently, he didn't seem to know how to express his doubts gently, as he had never had a similar experience before. And if he used the tone he used when talking to Yan Shixun before, he couldn't express his complicated emotions.
For a moment, the man was unexpectedly confused because he didn't know how to treat Yan Shixun.
——A man who has lived in Fengdu Ghost City, far away from the human world, for thousands of years, and has never lent his power to living people or monks. Even the contents of the talismans requested would be directly blocked by Fengdu and could not reach him at all. It was not known that this was the first time he lent his power to others. Because of his lack of experience, he lent too much and actively lent out the power that was not requested according to his own understanding, causing the effect of the talisman to be too good, which aroused the suspicion of the human exorcist he cared about.
The man looked at Yan Shixun who turned and left, and was a little surprised: "Yan Shixun, don't you have anything to say?"
"No."
"Did the ghosts and gods not lend you their power? Didn't your spell work?"
“No, it worked great.”
"Then you..." Why don't you smile?
The man had just spoken, but before he finished, he asked another question: "So you don't need to borrow it later?"
"unnecessary."
Yan Shixun endured it and did not directly ask the man the doubts in front of everyone.
He snorted, walked over to An Nanyuan and asked, "I counted the number of people, why are there two missing? Where are Anthony and Rourou?"
An Nanyuan and the others looked at each other, and said to Yan Shixun with dissatisfaction towards Anthony: "Anthony is crazy. After you, Brother Yan, helped us drive away the rats, Anthony also ran with the rats. Now we don't know where they went. As for Rourou, Bai Shuang said that she saw her chewing her palm until it was bloody and even the bones were exposed. She looked wrong, and it seemed that she was with the rats chasing us. But we don't know where she is now."
“But Anthony turned on the split screen, and Rourou seemed to have taken the main screen device away. Brother Yan, if you want to know their situation, you can also watch their footage.”
“…”
Yan Shixun smiled without any warmth, a smile that was even more stressful than no smile at all, and made An Nanyuan a little hesitant.
Yan Shixun: "My phone was lost a long time ago, so I can't watch their live broadcast."
"It's just your phone that I can borrow. I'll call Zhang Wubing."
An Nanyuan quickly handed over the phone in his hand, and then asked hesitantly: "Then, Brother Yan, if you haven't checked your phone, it means that you haven't managed the comments and comments of the program..."
Thinking of what he had just seen on the split-screen barrage, An Nanyuan seemed to realize something: "Brother Yan, do you remember that your split-screen live broadcast was turned on?"
Yan Shixun paused after taking the phone.
Seeing Yan Shixun's reaction, An Nanyuan hesitated and said, "Brother Yan, hundreds of thousands of people saw you smash the statue in the main hall just now, and many people took screenshots and posted them on social media. It seems that many viewers have also contacted the official hotline. Brother Yan, you are very popular on social media platforms now, and the number of people who have received your fan medal has increased by hundreds of thousands within a few hours. But didn't the director say that the content of the live broadcast should be as healthy and positive as possible? Is ours... healthy and positive?"
Yan Shixun: “…………”
Good question, he wanted to know too.
When Yan Shixun thought of the scene where Zhang Wubing howled in a ghostly voice saying that the program was cancelled because the content of the live broadcast did not pass the review, he felt the veins on his forehead popping out.
But Yan Shixun thought for a moment and regained his composure: "I think it is very healthy."
An Nanyuan: “?”
Really, Brother Yan? That moving mural and the several-meter-tall statue are all healthy? Wouldn't that really be considered promoting superstition?
An Nanyuan was just wondering when he saw Yan Shixun speaking seriously to his split screen: "Don't think too much. The moving murals you see are actually an illusion of light and shadow. Haven't you seen those standing cards that change the picture depending on the angle? This is the same thing. Those murals are painted with polarizing powder, so you will see different pictures from different light and angles, creating the illusion that the murals are moving."
An Nanyuan: “?”
The audience who were watching Yan Shixun's plan to make up for it with evil intentions in front of the split screen: [? ]
"The statue is actually powered by electricity. It was just too dark and you couldn't see the wires inside. But it's not a statue and it won't move. If you believe something that's so easy to see, then you're too superstitious."
Yan Shixun said confidently: "Have you never seen action figures for sale? This is actually a large action figure, just a little bigger than the one you have, and a little smarter, there is no other difference."
An Nanyuan: “???”
Audience: […Large-sized figurines?]
"As for the statue... the head of the figurine will fall off."
Yan Shixun, with his good memory, recalled what had just happened in the main hall one by one, and explained in a serious and cold tone: "Good children, don't learn from me. The one who bought the electric remote-controlled figure was a bad guy, so I taught him a lesson. Don't destroy public property at will, let alone private property."
Audience: [I have mixed feelings. The last time I heard the word "bad guy" was from my four-year-old nephew who is in kindergarten. Why does Brother Yan sound like he is coaxing a kindergarten kid?]
[Be more confident! Brother Yan is just coaxing a child (confident.jpg)]
"Those red shadows you see are not ghosts."
Yan Shixun sneered, "Haven't you learned physics? How did the nine-year compulsory education teach you? Didn't you see that those red shadows were not inside the house, but only outside? That's because it rained today and it was all foggy outside, so it became a medium for light to propagate. Lights from other places were projected here. Have you heard of a mirage? It's the same principle."
After borrowing An Nanyuan's phone to see the doubts that were flooding the screen, Yan Shixun explained nonchalantly, "It might be the peppers that someone hung outside. When it was illuminated, it was stretched by the light and looked red. That's why you thought it was a ghost. It's actually just peppers. Are you afraid of peppers? Ha, people who usually say 'rabbits are cute and delicious, add more spicy', are you afraid of peppers? Peppers won't eat you."
Audience: […Are we being mocked by Brother Yan?]
[Be more confident, that's it! Brother Yan said you are afraid of spicy food. Pass it on, when you are oatmeal, you can't be afraid of spicy food! ]
[??? That’s ridiculous! You told me those things were electronic figures, chili peppers?? I swear to the high-definition screenshots I took, these are definitely ghosts! And it’s not “superstition” anymore, this is seeing is believing!]
[Crazy covering the front mouth! Yes, yes, Brother Yan is right! We were wrong, we all believed it, that is, the large figurines and chili peppers, very scientific! (Shut up! Do you want the program to be banned? There is a review rule of the Video Review Bureau that does not promote feudal superstitions, have you forgotten? Now you are still saying this, do you want us to watch without Brother Yan? Go to hell!)]
[Indeed, and a lot of people have called the official hotline just now. Maybe there are people from the official side watching on the split screen right now. It’s better not to bring up those topics. If they are seen by the official side, they might really ban the show.]
[Wow, this is so scientific, it makes so much sense! (Reading) Brother Yan is right, we are all good kids who believe in science. (That’s right! Protect the show and ensure that we can all continue to watch Brother Yan!)]
[Ah, this... never mind. Wow, this is so scientific, I believe it, isn't it just Tyndall effect optical imaging? It must be like this, ha, haha (forced explanation.)]
The official person in charge who was watching the split-screen situation in real time: “…………”
The official hotline operator standing in front of the split screen: “…………”
Taoist Priest Ma, who was also watching the split screen, said: "Ah? What is that, Junior Brother Yan, talking about? What electronic action figures? What are those? Chili peppers? No, they are ghosts."
Taoist Priest Ma looked confused and puzzled.
The audience really guessed it right. The person in charge of reviewing, who was squatting in front of the split screen, took out his mobile phone and posted a barrage of comments in anger: [We will not ban programs casually! If the program content does not promote superstition and does not contain superstitious content, we will not care! We are not the devil! ]
After this comment was sent out, the screen was silent for a moment.
Everyone coincidentally did not post any new comments.
The person in charge of the review was full of doubts, and then when he looked at his own barrage again, he realized belatedly that he was too excited when he posted the barrage just now, and did not realize that he was logging into the official account of the official on the video platform. When the official account posts a barrage, there will be a golden frame covering the text of the barrage to remind others that this is official news.
In other words, he just used the public account for personal purposes and expressed his views directly using the official account.
This will be considered an official statement!
At the same time, the backstage staff of the video platform who were still hesitating whether to ban the program, looked at the barrage of comments suddenly sent out by the official account, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Don't worry, judging from the official's intention, there should be no problem with the program and it doesn't need to be banned."
"Ah? But this scene is really not good... Compared with other programs and those terms, it is already quite out of line."
"Then let's give the program a rating of 18+. There's no need to ban it. Has the official said so? Ah, yes, take screenshots quickly, in case the official denies it. No, this is called attribution of responsibility."
The commentators who just reacted quickly cheered and were overjoyed: [Great! The official said there is no problem, it looks like it will not be blocked.]
The person in charge of the audit, Er Kang, said: "No, I didn't say that..."
[That’s right, this program is so scientific, and Brother Yan also asked us to study and read more, which is so inspiring and positive. There is no reason to ban it at all.]
The person in charge of the review had tears in his eyes: "Why is there no undo button for the barrage..."
But in this case, in order to avoid being held accountable for his mistakes at work, he can only try his best to review the program according to the views he has previously expressed.
If the program is blocked later, maybe people from the video platform and viewers will take the screenshots of the barrage he posted and report that the official news is false. By then, he will probably be punished. After all, he expressed his opinions casually without rigorous discussion and wording... It seems that he can only try his best to get the program approved.
The person in charge of the review looked at the score sheet at hand and wrote in the review suggestion column with tears in his eyes: [The program "Heart-beating Around the World for 99 Days" is a travel program with positive and healthy content. While leading the audience to experience folk customs and traditional culture, it also conveys the viewpoint of encouraging learning to the audience, and is loved by the majority of the audience... In summary, the program should be approved and continue to be broadcast.]
The chief video reviewer was originally answering a call from the official person in charge of handling various abnormal incidents. He felt that the other party was infringing on his jurisdiction because of his request not to ban programs at will. He felt that the other party was overreaching and was very dissatisfied. However, he could not refuse because of the other party's level. Then he saw the report submitted by his subordinates on the computer.
"Well, since our video review bureau thinks this program is okay, we won't ban it for now." The person in charge of video review heaved a sigh of relief that he had finally found an excuse, but he still said into the phone with a certain air: "Let's do it this way for now. We would have done the same thing even if you hadn't called us."
"Okay, thank you for understanding."
After the official hung up the phone, he asked the old Taoist priest next to him respectfully, "Master Li, why do you say that this program should continue to be broadcast? Haven't we been covering up news like this for so many years? Now letting the public see such a scene... isn't it a bit bad?"
"If the news is kept secret, is the problem really solved?" The old Taoist priest glanced at the person in charge and snorted, "Ghost Mountain, Wild Wolf Peak, Nanming Mountain... Which one has been solved? They have all been left there to rot. If it weren't for Yan Shixun, there's no telling when Ghost Mountain would have been solved. Will it be the next time a college student goes missing while climbing a mountain?"
"Besides, Yan Shixun is right."
Standing at the dividing line of the rain curtain, the old Taoist priest looked back at the
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