"arrive!"
"Kyushu!"
"arrive!"
"Iwamatsu!"
"arrive!"
"Nan Shu!"
"arrive!"
…
More than a dozen teams were called in succession, and each team's response was vigorous and powerful, just like calling troops on the battlefield!
"Special place!"
"arrive!"
A clear and crisp nightingale call came out!
Suddenly, my heart trembled, I raised my head and looked at the eleven o'clock position!
Special place!
They are coming too!
The woman Ying Mao stood in the first row, and I could only remember this vague silhouette in my mind.
The response to the roll call spread far away and was lost in the night until the end.
"The orphanage!"
Suddenly, the announcer and secretary called out of the orphanage, and bursts of snickering erupted from the scene.
"The orphanage!"
"Is the person from the orphanage here?"
The snickering started again, louder this time.
No one responded, and the announcer looked a little unhappy: "Lao Lai will do it!"
"Will Lao Lai arrive?"
The scene was filled with laughter again, and most people looked teasingly.
Rarely, even the big guys smiled a little, and the dignified and solemn atmosphere relaxed a lot at this moment.
Until the end, the secretary didn't read Fang Zhou's name.
I don’t know if he did it on purpose or if he forgot about Fangzhou.
The most likely possibility is that Fangzhou is no longer on the roll call list.
"Report. The orphanage is not here, but the rest are intact."
The secretary saluted and reported, then stepped aside and stood quietly.
A man in a white shirt with a strong aura walked out from the group of people on the opposite side, his eyes sweeping across the audience solemnly.
For a moment, everyone felt the sharp gaze of the white shirt like a hawk, their breathing was low, and their waists were straight!
"You have all seen the video materials. Now, I will just say one thing."
"Enough resources are provided. The problem will be solved within 48 hours."
"It can't be solved in forty-eight hours. I, Tang Anjun, will take the lead in resigning."
"However, before I resign, I will first approve your resignation report."
After just a few simple words, the air pressure on the scene suddenly increased and the temperature dropped sharply.
Standing in the dark at the back row, I could clearly see many people in front of me taking air conditioners.
After Tang Anjun finished speaking, he stood there without saying a word.
Someone nearby immediately stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "Don't hold on, go and see the scene."
"Develop a plan as quickly as possible. Overcome difficulties."
boom!
Everyone at the scene rushed towards the place covered by the colorful cloth like a tide, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There were many yellow hat workers nearby talking about it. After some thought, I decided to leave.
It is better to do less than to do more. Since Fangzhou's name has not been called, staying here is unnecessary.
He might even be tricked to death.
I decided to go back to the dormitory directly and teach Xiao Yuyi how to speak.
I won’t go back to Fangzhou for the next forty-eight hours, leaving Tu Laoliang alone for the entire forty-eight hours.
Make up your mind, get up and leave openly.
"Hey. What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a white hat from the Bird's Nest Project pointed at me and yelled: "Don't want to earn overtime pay? Go back and sit down for me."
"When I call you later, don't embarrass me."
On the construction site, apart from the red hats, the white hats were the biggest. The other party was actually wearing a suit, so he must be the boss of Party B.
Wearing a yellow hat, I was regarded as a worker, which actually made me feel relieved.
Congshan Ruliu retreated into the darkness and sat down silently again.
Time passed, and with nothing to do, I simply opened my backpack, took out the compass I had picked up, and played with it.
The autumn air is crisp and the moon is as full as a plate.
The construction site of the huge Bird's Nest was so quiet, except for the occasional rustling sound coming from behind the colorful cloth.
After tinkering with the compass for a while, I was called upon by the white hats again, and I went to move tables, chairs, and benches with a bunch of yellow hats.
After getting the tables and chairs, I went to carry instant noodles and mineral water. When I came back, many people from the unit had gathered in the large open space, gathering in twos and threes to discuss in low voices.
Sitting back in the darkness again, the workers in yellow hats smoked the distributed hard-on and exchanged pleasantries with each other.
"Do you think these people can do it?"
"It's weird if it works."
"The archaeological team spent two days trying to find something."
"The Taoist priests shook their heads when they saw it."
"I heard from my boss this morning that if it doesn't work, we can only change the bird's nest..."
"Change the Bird's Nest? You have to use a shovel to change it. The Olympics will not be held? What does the world think of us?" Gossips came to my ears, and I didn't care at all.
As time passed, the large construction site became increasingly colder and colder, and the autumn wind blew in, making many people shiver.
After a while, my "workmates" and I were called to move military coats again, and each of us received one, plus a bowl of instant noodles and two ham sausages.
The scene at the large construction site changed again.
Each unit occupied its own position just like the college entrance examination. Those who read maps, set up compasses, drew coordinates, typed on computers, assembled tools, and called to check data were all very busy.
Hardly any other sound was heard from the scene.
Unfortunately, this kind of atmosphere makes people feel the weight of Mount Tai's collapse.
Half an hour later, a group of people handed over the plan to Tang Anjun in white shirt.
Later, the group moved into the colorful striped cloth.
This group of people is the cultural and museum archaeological team!
I have heard the names of the two people leading the team.
One is a close disciple of Master Liang Siyong, the first master of archeology in China, and the other is a disciple of the top grand master Li Ji.
These two giants who have published countless books are considered the leaders of Chinese archeology in the new century. It is really incredible that they are joining forces today.
Ten minutes after the archaeological team entered, another team also submitted a plan report.
This team is Nanshu, and the leader is Pu Ziheng.
Nanshu was originally a team from Fangzhou.
The 1980s and 1990s were Fangzhou's most prosperous period.
The extremely wealthy Fangzhou established countless departments, large and small, and expanded rapidly, including almost all industries and industry elites that could make money, and reached the supreme position of dominating the world.
Nanshu is a very popular and awesome department among the nine departments in Fangzhou.
Every day, the ores, gems, wood, and energy mined by Fangzhou all over the country and even around the world are continuously sent to the laboratory for detailed screening.
They are also the first team in Fangzhou to be separated.
The most powerful thing about this team is geological identification!
After staying up until twelve o'clock, our group of yellow hats finally waited for the shift change.
I also followed the "workers" to evacuate.
Just when I was about to walk out of the large clearing, something happened suddenly.
"Huh?"
"Stop!"
Suddenly, a cold female voice suddenly came: "It's you. Wearing a yellow helmet. Stop right there."
When the female voice started to sound, countless people at the scene looked up.
The workers stopped and looked back, and suddenly their eyes lit up.
A hand grabbed my backpack from behind, and a pretty and radiant face came into view.
The girl grabbed my backpack and pulled hard, her eyebrows raised and her teeth shattered: "Give me back my camera!"
