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Everyone's little faces were extraordinarily serious, and they walked towards the guests with a bright red scarf in their hands.

The girl Shu Ting stopped in front of Jue Tong.

"Banxia, do you see, Shu Ting's favorite is still me."

Jutong bent Banxia beside him with his elbow, and he was very stinky and swaggered.

After he finished speaking, he leaned over so that the girl could get his own hands.

Banxia listened, rolled her eyes, comforted Shu Ting, who was a little anxious, touched the head of the little boy in front of her, and then leaned over slightly.

Stripes of bright red were tied around the necks of all of them.

Straightened up, but the children still did not leave, their small bodies were stretched straight, their immature faces were slightly raised, and they looked intently at the adults in front of them.

I don't know how they agreed, but soon, a pair of small hands were lifted at the same time and raised high above the top of their foreheads!

The atmosphere of the scene was particularly solemn.

In the live TV broadcast, there is a stirring background music.

Those who watched were in awe when they saw such a scene.

Some people even imagined that he quickly zoomed in from the infinite distance.

It's the world, it's Asia, it's China, it's Guizhou Province...

It's a mountain range, the smallest village in the mountains...

But in such a village, the inheritance has never been broken.

Great and shocking, scalp tingling!

The ceremony continued, but the children left but did not retreat, but started at the school gate, each meandering out a few meters apart...

The onlookers, the viewers in front of the television, did not know the meaning of this action, and stared intently.

At this time, the host said in a loud voice: "Pass the fire." ”

A young girl of the Buyi tribe walked closer, walked towards Director Zhang and a few people, bowed her head slightly and stretched out her hand to invite.

"White Designer."

"Let's go, let's go together!"

"You can't push it anymore this time, you can't pass on the fire without you."

I saw that Director Zhang waved his hand to Jue Tong, and said loudly with a smile.

When his words fell, the girl of the Buyi tribe seemed to be afraid of Juetong's refusal, so she left from the leaders and came to Juetong.

The watery eyes like black gems stared at the dove tree, revealing respect.

The girl leaned over again and made an inviting gesture.

"This girl, it's a difference."

"It's better to be young, more attractive than us old men!"

Director Zhang quipped.

Jue Tong didn't refuse again, and followed with a smile.

Director Zhang, Bai Jingtong, and the governor of the Minority Autonomous Prefecture grabbed the torch together.

Reach into the makeshift stove.

When it was stretched out again, there was a roaring flame burning on the torch.

Feeling the temperature, the three of them were serious, they looked at each other, and walked towards the first child together.

"Go ahead."

The fire was solemnly passed on to the child.

As the saying goes, the torch is passed on from generation to generation!

One by one, the torches gradually passed backwards and spread up the hill like a long dragon...

The drone is tracking and shooting.

Along the bluestone path, the fire gradually came to the halfway up the mountain.

A young figure was already waiting, and it looked like it was He Biao, a college student in a black coat.

He's the last stick!

Took the tinder, without pausing, strode behind him.

I saw him stop in front of the clay kiln and throw the torch in.

'Bang! ’

After the kiln was built, the first flame finally ignited, and the flame was extraordinarily vigorous!

"It's all about life!"

The firelight was interpreted in the eyes of the audience, and everyone sighed.

The perspective returned to the front of Banwan Elementary School, back to the ceremony.

The ceremony has been running for nearly two hours and is about to come to an end.

Director Zhang stood in front of the podium again, his face ruddy, admiring and praising him.

The words unabashedly revealed the praise and love for the village, and gave a very high evaluation to Bai Juetong.

Even came out of his mouth: Designer Bai is the benefactor of Banwan Village of the Buyi Nationality!

But such words did not arouse people's disgust at all, and the villagers of Banwan Village heard it and nodded vigorously, as if they were afraid that others would not believe it.

"White Designer."

As he was about to finish his speech, Director Zhang looked at Jue Tong and shouted:

"The organization wants to put a burden on your shoulders, I wonder if you want to?"

Hearing this, inside and outside the field, everyone's eyes suddenly looked at Jue Tong.

Jue Tong was a little confused, and looked at Director Zhang in a daze.

The sluggish reaction of the dove tree can make people anxious.

"Designer Bai, what's going on, hurry up and agree!"

"That's it, it shows that there is something great to come."

"Ouch, why haven't you reacted yet?"

"Why didn't I notice that Designer Bai was so stunned before!"

......

The fat man slapped his thigh anxiously, as if he wanted to go over and agree for Juetong in person.

He has always been thinking about the reward that Mao Fangyi said, and he was the first to react to Director Zhang's opening!

"The organization wants to add a burden to our dove tree?"

"What is it?"

"Is it a good thing?"

"Hey, it must be a good thing, it needs to be said!"

"That's it, if Juetong has done such a sensational thing, the Guizhou Provincial Government must definitely praise and praise it!"

"What's going on, Jutong, I'm confused at the critical moment?"

......

The audience was speculating and talking excitedly.

There are designers in the industry who are also watching the live broadcast, and their reactions are a little different.

"What burden do you say the Guizhou Provincial Department of Housing and Urban-Rural Development will give Bai Jingtong?"

"Sensei, it must be enviable!"

"I estimate that Juetong will definitely be registered with the Guizhou Provincial Department of Housing and Urban-Rural Development in the future, and it is estimated that Bai Juetong will definitely have to be left to him as long as he beckons."

"It's just the Guizhou Provincial Department of Housing and Urban-Rural Development? I guess it's unfortunate that the dove has to be registered with the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development! ”

"Doesn't that mean that the country has any big projects to consider him in the future? Wouldn't it be too young? ”

"I'm young now, but how many more projects will I have to do later?"

"This kind of thing to earn face for the government is of great significance!"

"Anyway, in the future, he will definitely not be stuck at the official level of domestic design, and he will have to be given a green light all the way."

"This opportunity is too enviable, I've heard that in the next five or ten years, there will definitely be a lot of big orders, and the cost will be dozens of memories..."

"You said that he was listed at this time, and in a few years, those big orders will not all have to be his?"

Jue Tong was pushed onto the podium by Su Mu.

In a daze, he stood in front of Director Zhang.

"Thank you, Designer Bai!"

Director Zhang kindly straightened the collar of Jue Tong, then took a step back and bowed deeply to him.

"Organizationally, I hope you can take the position of chief architect of the Buyi village in Guizhou Province!"

Holding the red certificate in his hand, the big seal of the Guizhou Provincial Department of Housing and Urban-Rural Development inside was particularly clear, and Director Zhang's eyes looked directly at Juetong, and he said loudly.

"Not an honor!"

Finally reacted, without hesitation, grinned, and took the certificate handed over.

Bang bang bang...

Applause!

At the same time, the official website of the Guizhou Provincial Government was also updated.

"Wow, it's enough!"

"yes, it's not as bullish as the chief architect of the Grand Louvre project."

"But this thing can be more useful in China, and if it is to be put aside in ancient times, it must be a royal architect!"

"Yes, the royal architect is in order."

"It's not an actual reward, but it's more impactful than any actual reward!"

"There aren't many designers who can get official recognition."

"You see, this ancient village may be made into a tourist business card by Guizhou Province in the future, and when people mention this village, they will think of Bai Juetong, and the three words Bai Jue Tong will be passed down from generation to generation in this village."

"I really became a Buddha for the villagers!"

"Even if you have a big project of hundreds of millions, it will not have this effect."

"This is a big opportunity, the real awesome designers, and even the kind of masters at the palace level, don't care about the cost, only about the influence!"

......

The ceremony came to an end amid applause.

The audience was reluctant to leave, and was still in front of the TV.

At this time, they suddenly found that although the ceremony was over, the live broadcast continued.

I only saw the children, the leaders, and the Dove team...

The big guys all rushed to the new campus.

The children were so happy, blinking at the bits and pieces of the new campus.

Large floor-to-ceiling windows, up and down stairs, transparent classrooms...

Eventually, people poured into the library.

On one wall of the library is a tree painted by Banxia with paint, a tree with only a trunk and branches, and under that tree is a green grassland, where are children.

The hands of the doomers, Banxia, the leaders and the children were covered with different colors of paint and pressed them to the branches.

The colorful handprints seem to have become leaves, and they are like colorful dreams.

There are photographers who shoot until the middle of the summer.

At that time, Banxia was holding a fairy tale book and reading it to a few children.

"Send my dream to you, my dream is the blue sky where you fly..."

The transparent light sprinkled on Banxia and the children, which touched and exclaimed to the audience:

"What a beautiful man!"

At night, the quaint landscape lights designed by Fat Sumu along the road are lit up, like lanterns, and the gentle lights are dotted in the mountains, becoming a light scene...

The shutter never stops in the hands of the tourists who have not yet left.

Even if the live broadcast is over, a photo is still constantly invading the Internet, and countless people are waiting!