The big spoon in the cafeteria in my hometown Hanzhong was very happy when he saw this bucket of slurry.

He unscrewed the lid very professionally, poured out a small bowl, smelled it first, then tasted it, and then gave Xu Xin a thumbs up.

And this bucket of slurry seemed to bring good luck to Xu Xin.

As soon as he went upstairs, he was stopped by Wei Lanfang who looked happy:

"Xiao Xu, Xiao Xu!"

"...What's wrong? Sister Wei."

Looking at the sister in front of her who looked like she had blown up a temple, Xu Xin looked confused.

"Tomorrow! There will be a press conference tomorrow!!! Official announcement!"

"Well……"

Xu Xin belatedly realized what the so-called "press conference" was and nodded:

"Isn't that great?"

Wei Lanfang was stunned.

Looking at Xu Xin who seemed particularly calm for some reason, he asked speechlessly:

"Aren't you excited?"

"I'm excited...but wasn't it already decided?"

Xu Xin smiled and said:

"It's been almost two months, and I'm no longer excited."

"...Then you have to be more excited on camera, you know? Otherwise, what will happen when the documentary is broadcast in the future?"

"Okay, got it."

The two of them entered the room and during the meeting, Wei Lanfang did not mention this matter.

After all, the press conference is tomorrow.

Everyone knows this, so I took some special photos in front of the cameras. But once the news is announced tomorrow, it will be inevitable. Everyone here looked extremely excited.

but……

During lunch, Xu Xin looked at the surprised expressions of the two directors Zhang Yimou and Zhang Wu after taking a mouthful of water... and an idea came to his mind.

I don’t know if my expression at the press conference tomorrow will be more exciting than now...

…

August 8, 2006.

morning.

It's close to ten o'clock.

Xu Daqiang turned on the TV and tuned directly to TV1.

One channel is still showing commercials at the moment.

But neither he nor Xu Miao and Zhang Qianqian said a word, staring straight at the advertisements.

It seems a little nervous, but more of an expectation.

This made the girl next to me a little puzzled.

But no one explained.

Xu Daqiang was even a little anxious.

As soon as I finished playing an advertisement, I looked at the watch on my hand, then raised my head again and continued watching the advertisement.

Repeatedly.

the other side.

"Daughter, you're not going to practice driving today?"

Yang Chunling looked at her daughter sitting on the sofa, staring at the TV, and asked in confusion.

Yang Mi shook her head:

"Go again in the afternoon."

"...Isn't there an exam tomorrow? Why don't you hurry up and touch it more?"

"If I don't go, I won't go."

Yang Mi also watched a set of satellite TV advertisements intently, and answered very perfunctorily.

Yang Chunling was speechless.

He turned around and went back to the house, put on a loose long skirt, and said:

"Then why don't you go shopping with mom? Your dad said he wanted to eat braised chicken. Let's have lunch..."

"Oh, Mom! Please!"

The girl put her hands together and prayed:

"You let me watch TV for a while. Okay? You can go alone, I won't go anywhere in the morning."

"..."

strange.

Looking at her daughter who was acting uncharacteristically, Yang Chunling shook her head helplessly.

Yang Dalin was not at home at the moment, so she said directly:

"For those who didn't know, I thought your boyfriend was on TV...an inexplicable girl movie!"

"..."

The corner of Yang Mi's mouth twitched... looking at her mother who was walking out of the house in slippers, she muttered:

"Are you some kind of fortune teller?"

Time passed by minute by minute.

The conference room was also silent.

Those who should smoke smoke, and those who should watch TV watch TV.

At this time, Chen Weiya, who was holding a cigarette, said:

"Xiao Xu, are you nervous?"

Xu Xin glanced at the big screen with the hourly time in the upper right corner, and shook his head:

"I'm not nervous...but I feel like everyone is more nervous than me."

In an instant, many people turned their heads speechlessly.

The inside and outside of the eyes have the same meaning.

Why is your heart so big?

But Xu Xin is really not nervous...aren't everything already decided?

I haven't heard any rumors that it has been replaced or changed.

He was really not nervous...I can't say that. It should be said that he was not nervous himself, but he was a little worried for Zhou Chenghe.

After all... the internal combustion device used when the torch was first lit was designed by Zhou Chenghe.

He really doesn't know who has chosen the internal combustion design plan for the past two months.

Just like that, it arrived on time at 10 o'clock Yanjing time.

As soon as the screen switched, a reporter full of heads appeared on the scene.

…

"After the final review by the organizing committee, among the 388 valid works, Plan No. 237 submitted by the "2008 Yanjing Olympics Opening and Closing Ceremony Directors Group" creative group was officially selected to carry the torch for the 2008 Yanjing Olympics.

.And, the torch was officially named..."

In front of the camera, the big leader glanced at the outline of the torch shrouded in red cloth, and said word by word to the reporters:

"Xiangyun!"

After he finished speaking, the staff on the side unveiled the red cloth.

Red with silver, the torch full of auspicious patterns comes into view.

"Kacha kacha kacha..."

In an instant, at the much-anticipated torch launch conference, the sound of flashlights and shutters was heard from the screen like a sea wave.

The large conference room instantly became boiling.

"Xiao Xu! Hahahaha! Congratulations!"
To be continued...