"Brother Le, this, we have to be sustainable. ”

The hustle and bustle of Zangma Mountain for a day has finally stopped.

Tourists almost all come by car from Guyang City and even Canghai City, and they have to return to the city before dark, at most they have dinner and then leave, and there is basically no need for accommodation.

The consumption is also very monotonous, that is, the cost of meals and picking, and there are actually no tourism projects in Zangma Mountain.

There was also a lot of garbage left.

The mountain people of each tunzi don't feel anything, the flowers are colorful and colorful, and they are festive when they look at it, when did Zangma Mountain be so lively?

Yu Le was in a big game of chess, and He Qingbai was quite anxious.

"How can it be sustainable?" Yu Le encouraged He Qingbai with a smile.

"First of all, we need to develop tourism projects, whether it is paid or free, and we must keep tourists, disperse them, and more importantly, return them next time, rather than buying and selling them all at once. I'm afraid these tourists won't come again today, right? Oh, except for burning incense and making wishes. He Qingbai thought for a few minutes, nodded towards Ning Weishi and Ning Wushuang, and then started the roadshow.

Brother Le gives the opportunity, you must grasp it.

"There should also be landmark landscapes, tourists want to take pictures, don't take pictures in vain? ”

"Secondly, supporting services should keep up, such as hotels, hostels, and homestays that meet the needs of different levels. Personally, I feel that the most suitable is the pastoral accommodation experience tour. Let visitors stay, pick vegetables from the garden and process them themselves, seasonal staple foods, and make them freshly made. In terms of experience, it should be both rustic and simple, but also comfortable and convenient. There is both a mountain experience and a city enjoyment. The most basic conditions, such as the internet, the bathroom, the toilet with a flush toilet and a 24-hour shower. ”

The bathroom in the small shop in the mountain is fine, the smell is a little bigger, but it is also flushed.

He Qingbai was also convenient at Principal Ning's house, that is, when he had dinner that night. The content in the dry toilet is really rich, and He Qingbai has been looking up at the starry sky during this period, and he hasn't even shaken out. After leaving the toilet, everything looks like the human body has processed it, and there is still an appetite.

Seeing that Yu Le was listening carefully, Principal Ning was still nodding lightly, He Qingbai's confidence was even stronger, and Ning Wushuang didn't care about such a trivial matter as rolling his eyes.

Qin Huan's kid's position is not quite right, he is too close to Ning Wushuang, this needs to be vigilant.

But a scumbag is a scumbag, so what if you are forty meters?

"Write a report?" Yu Le smiled.

"Okay!" He Qingbai took a deep breath and resolutely accepted this difficult task, after all, buddies rely on their brains to eat.

"Teacher, write a word, Zangma Mountain. Yu Le turned to Ning Weishi.

"Good. Ning Weishi agreed, and didn't ask Yu Le what he wanted to do.

Over there, Ning Wushuang had already taken out the rice paper and pen and ink.

The ink poured out of the large bottle, and Ning Weishi usually wrote couplets, that is, he used a porcelain bowl with a broken edge to hold the ink, and there was no need for the famous inkstone to grind it.

Picked a large brush, dipped it in the ink bowl, Ning Weishi groaned slightly, and the three big characters were waved and written on a whole sheet of rice paper.

During the period, Yu Le and Ning Wushuang each dragged a corner of the rice paper, and after Ning Weishi finished writing a word, the two of them pulled out at the same time, and the rice paper was flattened for a while, not delaying Ning Weishi to continue to use the pen.

This job is done properly, and the cooperation of the three is also tacit, and it is definitely not the first time to cooperate.

He Qingbai stared at the calligraphy works where the ink had not dried, only to feel hearty and wild, and the handwriting was almost about to break the paper and fly out.

More good, but can't be said.

Anyway, it doesn't match Principal Ning's polite and elegant appearance.

Do you want to practice calligraphy when you go back?

He Qingbai has an excellent IQ and the ruthlessness to work hard, but he has never thought of focusing on calligraphy.

Even forgetting to write is common, modern college students, in fact, rarely write, how fast the computer types.

"Brother Le, I'm coming!" He Qingbai stepped forward and took the corner of the rice paper from Yu Le's hand.

So He Qingbai and Ning Wushuang were one by one, pulling the rice paper and waiting for the ink to dry.

didn't think about it, Qin Huan over there also took over Ning Wushuang's work.

Hateful ......

At night, Zhang Chi came up the mountain with a projection device, and three big characters were projected on the boulder on the top of the mountain.

The font is jet black and the perimeter is bright.

The boulder is about 25 meters high, almost vertical, like a wall.

After several adjustments, take the upper section of the 15 meters.

Each character occupies five meters, leaving a corner of heaven and earth, and the character is about three and a half meters high.

He Qingbai actively gave aesthetic suggestions, and Ning Weishi finally nodded and clapped.

This has to be scaffolded, He Qingbai is also a civil engineering major, he has never eaten pork, he has always seen a pig run, and he knows what is going on with the cliff carvings.

Everyone climbed to the top of the mountain late at night, just to survey and debug on the spot?

It's a meticulous job......

"Huh?!"

The next moment, He Qingbai was surprised.

I saw Yu Le approaching the stone wall, using his hands and feet together, and climbed up like a gecko!

Judging from He Qingbai's position, Yu Le is actually not much bigger than the gecko.

There's no 90 degrees, there's 85 degrees, right?

After climbing to the top of the ink, the upper body leaned back away from the stone wall, which must have been greater than 90 degrees!

I'll you......

When He Qingbai looked back, Ning Wushuang spit out his cute little tongue.

Qin Huan opened his stupid mouth.

Ning Weishi stood there with his hands behind his back, smiling, unable to tell what he was thinking.

The boss of the advertising agency named Zhang Chi looked excited, maybe he was thinking about taking over the big business, please Yu Le to go to construction, you say this is so trouble-free!

Yu Le seemed to have one more thing in his hand, and began to copy according to the projected handwriting, and suddenly the stone chips flew and fell freely.

At first he was on the left side of his handwriting, moving to the right as he copied.

Like a dot matrix printer, it moves down layer by layer.

Although the form of copying is not as smooth as Principal Ning's writing, it is also a wave without any delay.

The stone wall is like tofu, and there is no need to repeat it.

I don't know how deep it is.

He Qingbai is more than ten meters away from the stone wall, and it is counted as thirteen meters. Coupled with the height of more than 20 meters, it is calculated as 23 meters. The length of the hypotenuse of a right triangle, squared and open, is equal to more than 26 meters.

Well, it's actually not clear to see the details at this distance.

But I can see the appearance of the strokes.

After a while, the word "hidden" was finished, and Yu Le continued to move down. He Qingbai grew his mouth, looked at the big characters on the projector, and then looked at the big characters on the cliff, almost no jerky and cold feeling.

Can cliff carvings still be done like this?

Doesn't it have to be printed, or spray-painted, pasted on a stone wall, and then picked up little by little with an electric grinding wheel?

"Phew!"

After copying and writing the three big characters, Yu Le jumped down from nearly ten meters, covered in stone powder, and his head and face were all over, "Miscalculated, hehe, this is dirty." ”

He Qingbai didn't bother to pay attention to him.

Well, the brain needs to slow down for a while.

Subsequently, Yu Le carried a bucket of red paint and climbed up the stone wall again, He Qingbai clearly saw that Yu Le carried a bucket in one hand and a brush in the other, and painted along the cliff, and this time the handwriting was clear.

Can you stick to a stone wall with just two feet?

A small bucket of paint was painted with the word "Tibet", another was painted with the word "horse" and the word "mountain", and the three barrels of paint prepared had not yet been used up.

Yu Le came down and looked up for a while, picked up the last bucket of paint on the wall again, and carefully mended it.

Carved from cliff stones.

It took only twenty minutes.

"Xiao He, you squeeze with Qin Huan again tonight, I'll take a bath." Yu Le slapped his clothes, and Ning Wushuang also got his hands on it, puff and puff.

"Oh oh!" He Qingbai agreed.

Only then did I remember that the shopping list had not yet been shown to Ning Wushuang and explained.

Alas, let's talk about it tomorrow.

The eldest brother was also a little shocked.

He Qingbai couldn't help but think that the second-year young man named Dabao in the afternoon seemed to doubt that Brother Le would do kung fu?

It's more than kung fu, it's a bit supernatural, right?

"Brother Le, can I learn kung fu from you?" He Qingbai suddenly shouted at Yu Le's back.

"Oh, let's talk about it when we graduate from college. Yu Le's voice floated from afar.

What you said to Dabao in the afternoon seems to be about being admitted to university, right?

Uncle, you're a bit of a double standard.

Ah no, what does my uncle mean, let me protect first, ah no, wait for Wushuang to go to college......

A sparrow descended from the sky, picked up the projection equipment that Zhang Chi had packed up, flapped its wings and flew away.

Zhang Chi carried the battery pack and the empty paint bucket, humming a song and going down the mountain.

The wind blew, and the stone dust all over the ground disappeared.

As if nothing had happened twenty minutes ago.

In addition to the three red characters on the mountain wall, the area of the engravement is more than 20 square meters.

Zangma Mountain.

What a magical place.

He Qingbai was delirious and followed Qin Huan down the mountain.

"I can heal diseases, raise birds, climb mountains, and do kung fu...... What else will Brother Le do?" When he got to the bedroom and lay down, He Qingbai was a little chatty, although Qin Huan was just a scumbag.

"Those who can do anything. "Qin Huan has a sense of Zen.

"Are you really cured by Brother Le?" He Qingbai continued.

"To be exact, Principal Ning cured it, but they don't distinguish between each other. Qin Huan has died once, he is very broad, and when he looks at He Qingbai, who is the same age as himself, he feels like a child, "I came to Zangma Mountain to spend the rest of my life here, my father is the chief physician, he just tries to meet my requirements, my mother has never given up." Haha, I'm really going to spend the rest of my life in Zangma Mountain, even though the rest of my life has become too long. ”

"Are you working for Brother Le?" He Qingbai noticed the desktop computer and ancillary equipment in the room, which looked very high-end.

"In helping Brother Le make animated films, we set up a studio, and we probably have to make a lot of films. Qin Huan turned off the lights, and the starlight came in through the window, which was cool and cool, without the heat outside at all.

"What about you...... Can you fly?"

"The house finches will fly, sleep, sleep. Qin Huan yawned, and soon there was the sound of even breathing.

He Qingbai pursed his lips, but he couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning.

Or is it an illusion, at this time, He Qingbai looked back again, and then was shocked.

It seems that for a few moments, Brother Le's hands and feet should have left the cliff at the same time?

Because it was too abnormal, He Qingbai didn't take it to heart at that time, after all, it was thirty meters away.

I'll you......

"He's an old man again!"

When He Qingbai was awakened, he rubbed his eyes vigorously, and the yellow-haired fox in his dream was still flying in front of the cliff.

Qin Huan had already gotten up and was getting firewood to boil water in the yard.

There was a lot of noise in the streets, and the mountain people were shouting excitedly, and the footsteps were very chaotic.

Oh, that's the case with the ignorant and foolish.

Well, as Brother Le said, if you believe in God, you will have it, and if you don't believe it, you will not.

So, is there or isn't?

The sun is rising in the east, and the sun is warm.

He Qingbai stood in the courtyard, the courtyard wall couldn't block his eyes, and the layers of branches and leaves couldn't stop him.

The three big characters on the cliff wall on the top of the mountain shine brightly.

It must be nice to take pictures.

He Qingbai suddenly felt a little proud.