Siheyuan: I am a trader in both worlds!

Chapter 543: Apply for World Heritage!

Just as Ximen Lang was making final adjustments, the highly anticipated military parade was about to officially begin.

In later generations, Xia Yiyi listened almost entirely to the conversation between Ximen Lang, Lao Luo, and Bai Ling, and learned that Beijing was finally determined to focus on the country's soft power.

While keeping a close eye on the live feed on the big screen, I couldn't help but sigh.

"What Ah Lang said is really good. I can't help but be a little tempted."

It's clear that Xia Yiyi is genuinely interested in this, which is why she asked that question.

"Hey, do you guys think we could do something similar to them? We could spread our movies, music, sculptures, and constructions over there, subtly influencing their lives and quickly seizing the cultural high ground to create a better and more favorable environment for ourselves?"

Yes, from the moment Simon Lang connected the equipment he brought with him to the network of the future, everything that was happening in Beijing was captured in detail by the future.

After all, you're connected to the internet of the future.

Once you've connected, then naturally the people here in the future won't be so polite to those in Beijing.

Besides, it's just a live broadcast. As shareholders of this military parade, it's not a big deal for them to check on the progress of the parade.

Even if the people of Beijing knew, they wouldn't bother with such trivial matters in the future.

Therefore, there was absolutely no sense of guilt.

As soon as Ximen Lang connected to the internet in the future, the live feed was immediately displayed on the big screen by the technical department, and a live broadcast was started.

Xia Yiyi truly felt that her idea was indeed very feasible, and she became more and more enthusiastic as she spoke.

“Look, we are decades ahead of them in every aspect! A full 70 years of accumulation. Even if we only export a very small part of the essence of the past, it is enough to influence many people and change many things.”

"It's no exaggeration to say that it can influence several generations! Just like the filter we had for Americans back then, once this filter is formed, we don't even need to do anything specific, and we can gain the favor of several generations!"

"The goodwill of generations is undeniable. As long as we don't do anything reckless, especially not a series of catastrophic ones, this positive image will remain intact for decades to come! It's just too good to pass up!"

Doesn't this smell wonderful?
This can be seen from the once wildly popular Yilin magazine!
If it weren't for the fact that the West has been so incredibly lagging behind in recent years, to the point of being almost obsessive, that those so-called "public intellectuals" wouldn't know how to defend them.

Maybe this filter hasn't been broken yet!

If Americans can go to this extent with them, what are they lacking?
It's perfect in every way!
Since she had everything she needed, Xia Yiyi naturally wanted to give it a try.

The opinions of Xia Yiyi's think tank on this matter were surprisingly unanimous.

That is.
"The idea is good, but the actual implementation will definitely not be so optimistic! Because the people in Beijing aren't stupid, especially after today's conversation!"

"Thanks to Simon Lang's popular science explanations, they have clearly recognized the importance of seizing the cultural high ground. For us..."

Although Xia Yiyi's think tank didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew that Beijing would be guarding against this future generation as if it were a flood or a ferocious beast.

They are even more vigilant than they are against the Americans!
Even if, out of genuine spiritual needs, some later works of art were introduced, the people of Beijing certainly wouldn't cite their sources. They might even be used as their own works in promotional materials!

"So, apart from a very, very small number of high-ranking, privileged insiders who might be influenced by us, ordinary people shouldn't even think about it."

"That's not bad! As you said yourself, these people are either in high positions of power or come from privileged backgrounds! Even if a top-down trend can't be formed right now, it's still pretty good!"

"Since it's a good idea, then we should work towards that goal! After all, what if it works out? What if it does? Wouldn't we be making a huge profit?"

They didn't just make a lot of money, they made a fortune!
And it's the kind of "make a fortune" that will make you rich!

These artworks will inevitably arouse suspicion in Beijing, leading to restrictions on their import.
"Can they control us? Can they control A-Lang's insatiable desire to share? If A-Lang strongly recommends it to them, they'll definitely give him face no matter what! Besides, they probably want to bring some of it in so they can learn from us!"

In just a few words, the policy of working in this direction was established and gained widespread approval from the think tank.

The words had barely left his mouth when, by sheer coincidence, it happened.

With both parties showing interest, Lao Luo and Ximen Lang immediately started discussing whether or not to import some good films and television series to screen in Beijing, see the reaction, and then let Beijing learn from their experience.

Upon hearing that Lao Luo actually wanted him to find some film and television works from later generations for his appreciation, Ximen Lang immediately got excited.

"Importing a few good works, seeing the reaction, and learning from them? That's a good thing! Let me tell you, Lao Luo, you've really come to the right person for this! I'm not bragging, but this is my taste."

"What's wrong with your taste? Do you have such high taste?"

Just as he was getting into his spiel, he turned around and saw Bai Ling about to sabotage him again, as was her habit.

Just as Ximen Lang was about to stand up and question Bai Ling about what was going on and why she was being so insensible!
Upon seeing Bai Ling's fierce gaze, which seemed to be spitting fire, and the pink blush on her forehead that looked suspiciously like cola, I was immediately struck by her reaction.
Ximen Lang immediately started to feel uneasy, and unsurprisingly, he backed down immediately.

Of course, no matter what, polite words are absolutely essential!
Standing behind Lao Luo and the principal, he decisively said something.

"I don't even want to talk to you!"

Bai Ling was so angry she wanted to bite her teeth!
Before Bai Ling could lash out, Ximen Lang immediately changed the subject.

He began to recount his treasured collection over the years to Lao Luo and the principal, as if reciting a familiar story.

The first one mentioned by Ximen Lang
"It has to be a classic among classics, Let the Bullets Fly! Seriously, I'm not exaggerating at all, this movie has everything! It's simply amazing! Let me tell you, I've been living off this movie for the rest of my life! If it weren't for the fact that I don't have the connections, I would have applied to UNESCO for World Heritage status!"

Goodness, they started by showering us with praise, making "Let the Bullets Fly" sound like the most wonderful thing ever.

Even the usually composed Lao Luo and Principal couldn't help but wonder if the movie was really as good as Ximen Lang claimed, to the point that he praised it so highly.

However, since he spoke so highly of this movie...
"Let's find a time to take a look, let's set it after the exercise, during the meal. Let our soldiers have some fun too, so they won't blame us if we lose."

"But before that, Ah Lang, the military parade is about to begin. What are you going to do? Stay here, or come with me to the reviewing stand to watch with the elders?"

(End of this chapter)