Cultural implication, avoid ......

The connotation is clear at a glance. No way, who called the big hanging bell, and the end is homophonic. Therefore, in folk customs, it is taboo to give a bell when giving gifts. Naturally, installing a large hanging bell on the roof of the building is not a good sign.

Bai Ye shook his head and said helplessly: "It's a pity, such a good plan." ”

"The meaning of culture is insufficient. ”

Peng Bai said calmly: "Some extreme people see it, and it is easy to make a big fuss. Although I didn't care, the higher authorities thought it was better not to get into trouble. ”

"Bureaucracy. ”

Bai Ye pursed his lips and continued to read the information.

After reading it for more than half an hour, I finally read through all the dozens of failed plans. It can be said that successful programs basically have shining points. Failed solutions have their own flaws.

Shiraba fell silent and entered a state of thought.

"You can take the information back. ”

Peng Bai reminded: "Think about it for a few more days, you have inspiration, make a plan, and then bring it." ”

“…… No. ”

Bai Ye raised his head suddenly, his eyes burning: "Actually, I have an idea. ”

"What thoughts?"

Peng Bai was stunned, a little surprised.

So fast?

But when he listened to Bai Ye's story, he suddenly lost his mind.

This scheme seems to be ...... Yes.

Peng Bai is not sure, but in his heart, he feels that the top-level design should be like this. So all of a sudden, his eyes became very complicated.

"Dean, do you think this is okay?" Bai Ye asked, "Or is there any omission that needs to be made up?"

“……”

Peng Bai pondered for a moment, and suddenly patted the case: "Just do it, you are responsible for co-ordinating, supervising, and implementing." I'll let others cooperate with you and improve together. ”

As he spoke, he turned and left the office, ready to convey the matter.

He also admitted that he was a little jealous. It's only been a long time since he came up with a plan that was quite creative, at least so that he couldn't pick out the thorns. Such a talent makes him feel bad in his heart.

He could have done it back then...... However, I am getting older.

No, no, he's still young, in the prime of life.

Peng Bai touched it, a little receding hairline, he was only fifty, not old.

At this mature age, it is inevitable to think carefully about things.

Unlike young people, they just pat themselves on the head and ......

Forget it, I can't make it up.

Peng Bai walked outside, announced the incident, and then ignored the uproar and surprise of the employees, and left the company directly to exercise, health care, and health.

All in all, Shiraba officially took over the top-floor renovation project.

Not only that, but he is also responsible for the construction of the Barren Mountain Buddha Hall. So in the next period of time, he was running between the two places, so busy that he couldn't do anything.

He regretted it, he shouldn't have overestimated himself, and juggled two things at the same time.

Now, he can't wait to split himself in half with a knife, half of which stays in Wencun as an overseer, and the other half is pointing fingers at the top of Zhonghai......

Time flies, and fingers pass.

Bai Ye didn't know how he survived this time. Anyway, he wakes up earlier than the chicken, sleeps later than the dog, eats three meals a day like pig food, and is more tired than a donkey.

It's not easy to make money, it's too hard to live......

Finally, the projects on both sides are gradually coming to an end.

There was some finishing work left, and there was no need for Bai Ye to work hard, so he went home and lay down for a day and two nights.

I slept in a daze, and I was woken up.

“…… Why?"

Bai Ye opened his worried eyes, and he didn't sleep enough.

Look at the time again, around six o'clock in the morning. He suddenly went berserk, gritted his teeth and roared: "Cao Xiang, do you want to fight, give me a reason!"

"The gymnasium, unveiled at eight o'clock. ”

Cao Xiang said calmly: "You wash and change your clothes, have breakfast, it's still too late." ”

"Huh?"

Bai Ye was stunned, and then he was in a hurry: "The sculpture ......"

"Chen Daqi is responsible for the installation. ”

Cao Xiang said disdainfully: "Wait for you, it's cool in the morning." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. ”

Bai Ye was relieved, got up and waved his hand: "You go out and wait for me, I'll take a bath." ”

When the white leaves were washed and they were eating breakfast and hurrying away.

The big city of Zhonghai has also begun to slowly recover from its silence. Vehicles and pedestrians slowly "filled" the empty streets.

Shops have also opened their doors one after another. The hustle and bustle, the heat wave, began to fill the air.

At seven o'clock in the blink of an eye, a large number of office workers were reluctant to get up from the warm quilt, with a numb expression, like dense ants, haunting bus stops and subway stations.

Wang Xiaoer is one of them.

He wears large-rimmed glasses, a checkered shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Carrying a black backpack behind him, he looked sluggish and grabbed the pull tab on the subway.

Cold, the subway arrives, a shaking.

A young girl threw herself into his arms, and the fragrant wind blew like a deer. Wang Xiaoer frowned suddenly, with a disgusted expression, and without waiting for the girl to speak, he hurriedly retreated a few steps, afraid of touching porcelain.

When the carriage door opened, he hurried away, lest the girl be entangled.

Go up the stairs and swipe your card to get out.

Coming out of the subway and walking a few minutes later, there is the office building where he works.

According to his previous habits, he wanted to walk briskly to the nearby tree-lined path. But after only a few steps, a dazzling golden light faintly flashed in front of his eyes.

"What's that?"

Wang Xiaoer was stunned and stopped and looked up.

At first glance, wow!

It's so bright!

He froze, only to see that in mid-air nearby, there was an extra golden thing. It was a slightly curvature thing, and when it was illuminated by the sun, it emitted a dazzling light, which was very eye-catching.

What is that?

Wang Xiaoer was confused, he had a good memory, and he remembered that there should have been nothing in that direction yesterday. How did something happen overnight?

Curious, he couldn't help but turn around and walked briskly.

After a while, his eyes suddenly opened up, and he saw the whole picture of things, and he suddenly felt a little sudden.

"Gymnasium. ”

Wang Xiaoer squinted his eyes slightly, a little surprised: "It's already been built." "He doesn't care about current affairs anymore, and he knows that the building over there is a gymnasium, which has been under construction for two or three years, and now it's finally finished.

Compared with the previous messy construction site, the stadium that has been built looks ......

Wang Xiaoer looked at it, and there were only a few words in his mind.

Beautiful, atmospheric, spectacular.

The entire gymnasium is divided into several buildings, and the main building, from his current perspective, looks like a bird with fluttering wings, like a bird that does not fly.

On the top of the building, there are beams and supports, interlaced with each other, like pieces of feathers.

On the bracket on the edge, it is also dyed with blue, red, blue and purple colors.

At a glance, the colors are colorful, and it also makes the form of the bird more and more vivid.

Of course, what Wang Xiaoer pays most attention to is undoubtedly in front of the main building of the gymnasium, in the middle of the wide square, there is a 30-meter-long thing.

That thing should be a sculpture, right?

Wang Xiaoer didn't understand very well, anyway, he couldn't figure out what that one was. I just saw the smooth curved arc, and the round curved surface, shining with golden light.

It looks like a golden pen.

Well......

Bent pen.

Tapered, pointed at the top, girded at the bottom, and a cornerstone base.

Without Wang Xiaoer being aware of it, he watched for a long time before he suddenly came back to his senses, and then found that there were already many people gathered in the square.

The people gathered under the sculpture and looked up.

"Click!"

Wang Xiaoer took out his mobile phone and took a photo, and then hurriedly trotted all the way, arrived at the company before eight o'clock, and checked in.

His office area happens to be next to the window, and the scene of the stadium square can be vaguely seen through the window.

There seem to be more people......

Wang Xiaoer turned on the computer, a little absent-minded.

He couldn't help but turn his head and silently pay attention to the movement in the gymnasium. He saw a car drive into the gymnasium, and then he saw the sound of salutes and guns ringing into the sky.

In addition, there are all kinds of lively sounds, as if they are celebrating something.

It's just that he is not interested in paying attention to these movements. His gaze has been focused on the sculptures in the square. The curved and shining shape made his heart sway, and his eyes were always unconsciously glancing over, and he had no intention of working.

Finally, he didn't bother to eat until noon, but opened the local forum for the first time to find today's news report. Sure enough, he found information related to the gymnasium.

What stadium was unveiled, how many officials attended the ceremony, and made important speeches, he directly ignored the past.

He dragged the mouse quickly, and suddenly stopped, and a title came into view.

"There is no trace in the sky, but the birds have flown by!"