All the people involved gathered in the large conference hall.

Twenty judges sat in the first two rows, and nearly 100 designers from the three design institutes were divided into three sections and sat in the back.

In addition to the designers and judges, there were more journalists and photographers from different media outlets.

There are many large and small shots in front of and behind the conference hall, and even some local media have specially brought in a large and low-level machine.

Outside the room, some reporters held microphones and quickly introduced the events in the conference hall behind them, and for a while, the atmosphere was extremely tense.

In the room, the designer judges looked solemn, but after sitting down, they were silent and did not say a word.

This kind of scene even reminded many viewers of the national conference that ended in Beijing not long ago!

"Here we go."

When the minute hand has gone around and the hour hand has taken another step, the atmosphere in the room has suddenly frozen.

During the day, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he only saw his palm on the handle unconsciously grasping it with his backhand, and said silently in his heart.

Everyone's reaction was generally like this, more or less their bodies were slightly tense, where is it Master Zahadid and Old Man Ye Lechi, who have experienced strong winds and rains.

"After notarization by the notary office, and by the on-site supervision of the notary public and the notary Huang Wenping, the whole process of today's 'Guizhou Provincial Comprehensive Museum National Vote' will be supervised in real time, and it is required to comply with the predetermined procedural rules."

At this moment, a middle-aged man in work clothes walked up to the lecture platform, and he said with a text in his hand:

"1. The 'Guizhou Provincial Comprehensive Museum National Vote' will be subject to the supervision and review of the whole society!"

"II. Judicial-administrative organs and public member associations shall strengthen guidance and oversight of the notarization of voting."

After the notary recounted his testimony, President Shi Jingqing took the microphone and banned the man's position.

Shi Jingqing was dressed plainly, the wrinkles on his face seemed to have been filled in a few more days these days, and his gray-white hair gradually increased, revealing the difficulties of the old man these days

He took a long breath, then held his head high, and a pair of bright eyes looked straight ahead, as if he was looking at millions of netizens in front of the screen.

At the same time, a voice exploded: "The Guizhou Provincial Comprehensive Museum is a museum for all the people of Guizhou Province, and this time, the government has never had the right to choose in the hands of every Guizhou Provincial person." ”

"Therefore, we hope that every person in Guizhou Province who votes can think deeply and be able to vote after careful analysis and reflection."

"Because, maybe because of this vote in your hand, the future landmark building of Guizhou Province, the representative of the future cultural building of Guizhou Province has changed!"

Shi Lao's words were not at all like those of an old man of this age, with a long breath and a deep voice.

The sound echoed through the staircase-like lecture hall, echoing in everyone's ears.

"Now please ask the relevant staff to open the online voting channel of the 'Guizhou Provincial Comprehensive Museum'!"

I saw that Shi Jing paused, and then repeated it several times in a loud voice: "Now, please ask the relevant staff to open the online voting channel of the 'Guizhou Provincial Comprehensive Museum'!" ”

"Now, please ask the relevant staff to open the online voting channel of the 'Guizhou Provincial Comprehensive Museum'!"

The old man's voice was like a signal, and tens of millions of netizens from all over the country suddenly frantically flocked to the voting website, and kept refreshing.

Sure enough, at this point, the website where the voting channel is located has been able to enter.

When the page where the voting channel is located is opened, two options pop up first.

'Visitor Entrance'

'Voting Entrance'

"What is this?"

"What's the difference between these two!"

When they saw these two options, many netizens were stunned.

They had a guess in their minds, but they still didn't give up and moved their mouse to the 'voting entrance'.

But immediately after, these people blew up!

"I'm not convinced, this is naked regional discrimination."

"Why don't you let us vote!"

"Good guy, it turns out that we can really only watch and be anxious, right, this is too cruel!"

"I'm not convinced, why can't we vote."

I saw that what appeared in front of them was: 'Please enter your ID number (you need to have a local household registration in Guizhou Province)'.

In an instant, a group of netizens were divided into two groups, one was a resident of Guizhou Province who was grinning proudly, and the other was a netizen from other provinces who were forced to flee the tourist entrance.

After a few glances at the web page, everyone didn't start to look at it in depth, but opened the live video again.

"From now on, all Guizhou provinces will have one vote."

Shi Jingqing, who was standing on the podium, continued: "The deadline is 5 o'clock this afternoon, and the voting channel will be closed at the same time! ”

The words fell, and the old man bowed slightly and walked off the lecture platform.

The angle in the video is no longer aimed at the lecture platform, but gradually sweeps towards the entire conference hall.

At the moment, the expressions of these many designers are different.

There is a designer who closes his eyes slightly and leans his head lightly, he may be resting, maybe praying, and he may be hiding the tension in his heart.

There is a designer sitting straight like a spear, and his eyes are so sharp that he doesn't dare to look directly at him even if he is vaguely across the screen.

Some designers were not surprised, and did not seem to be disturbed by the atmosphere in the field

At this time, the projection screen in front of the podium slowly lowered, and in the eyes of everyone, a picture in the shape of a tree map stretched out, and each tree map corresponded to the name of a design institute.

After a series of measures, the conference hall seemed to fall silent.

"We've done the best we can, and the rest depends on whether the work is accepted and loved by the public."

Bai Bai took a deep look ahead and said softly, then leaned back and closed his eyes.

The words of the day made Sang Yu and the others tremble suddenly, looking at each other, and the nervousness and worry in their eyes became thicker.

"We'll be able to do it."

Sicong said firmly, and after speaking, he actually leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.

"We can do it!"

"No one can stop us."

"Come on!"

Haixu old cow Yang Gang

Courage and confidence were passed on one by one, and after a while, many members of the studio closed their eyes after leaving a word of encouragement.

Gradually, the room felt as if it had been cut off from the rest of the world.

Outside the conference room, many netizens in Guizhou Province were nervous and excited

But in this conference room, many of the participating designers seemed to be asleep, and quietly, the most dazzling lights in the conference room were also turned off.

In the center of the designers of the Muller Design Institute, Ms. Zahadid had her eyes tightly closed, and for some reason, her eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter.

An abnormal flush crept up on her face again.

The heaving of his chest seemed to have become rapid and violent

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