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Mr. Jiang wanted to watch the Spring Festival Gala, and Boss Jiang had no objection to this.

There is no tradition of watching the Spring Festival Gala in the Bauhinia area. People tend to watch the countdown program on TVB.

Or you can go to the flower market to buy New Year flowers and have a family reunion dinner.

Hair algae means getting rich, dried oysters mean a good market, and big fish means surplus every year.

It is not uncommon for a New Year’s Eve dinner at a restaurant to cost five, six, seven or eight thousand yuan, and a grouper costs an additional 888 yuan.

As the saying goes, prosperity and good luck come to you - remember to buy a very big pot of lucky oranges.

However, Mr. Jiang could neither go to the flower market nor go out for the New Year’s Eve dinner, so he could only watch TV with his daughter through the glass.

A reunion dinner for two people costs 13,888 yuan.

The South African abalone and the popular grouper alone are worth several thousand yuan.

Compared with Alia's frugality, who also ate with two people but only spent a few hundred yuan on the reunion dinner, it was a sharp contrast.

Mr. Jiang had no appetite. He just held a cup of bird's nest almond tea and watched the Spring Festival Gala intently.

In fact, Jiang Tianyi knew very well that his father had this habit, which all started that year.

Ever since his father was overwhelmed by the couple from the mainland, he has become crazy about the traditional culture of the mainland.

There was even a time when people believed that the martial arts world and martial arts masters existed, and that there must be a legendary martial arts world in the mainland.

Boss Jiang originally thought his father was crazy, but later he found out that there really was...

It’s a pity that Ye Tianxin returned to the crowd to spend the New Year with her master.

Otherwise, I could bring him here this year to see my father and talk about the world.

"How are you?"

"How about what?"

"You look good." Mr. Jiang glanced at his daughter and asked, "What good thing happened to you?"

"Really?" Jiang Tianyi touched his face suspiciously: "I've been living a normal life recently. If I have to say, business is pretty good."

"Um--do you have a boyfriend?"

"……without."

"When will you find it?"

"It's New Year's Day, why do you have to say this?"

Jiang Tianyi frowned. He never expected that there would be a day when he would be urged to get married.

"I'm wondering how much money I should give you in the red envelope."

"Heh..." Jiang Tianyi curled the corner of his mouth. This wasn't even an excuse, but a perfunctory one.

It is obvious that the father who is going to spend his whole life in jail has become soft-hearted and is not strong enough.

He probably wanted to see himself coming here with a big belly, or holding hands with a child the next day, and the child calling him grandpa, then he would be happy.

Just as he was about to make a few sarcastic remarks, Jiang Tianyi felt his phone vibrate and received a text message.

[I always send messages to your phone directly. I don’t like to tag you in the group because I always suspect that it will be slower there.]

"...?"

Boss Jiang glanced at the sender and frowned—Alia?

A few seconds later, Alia sent the second message: [Sorry, I sent it to the wrong person. Happy New Year.]

…So who was the previous message sent to?

Jiang Tianyi looked at his phone blankly and was awakened by his father after a long while.

"Why, a confession text message?"

"If this is called a confession." She put away her phone: "It's from Alia. It's probably to cause trouble."

"Didn't you say that your relationship with her has eased?"

"Humph, it's just an illusion. I just want to paralyze her. She will be in trouble after some time."

Mr. Jiang lowered his head and rolled his eyes like a Fire Cloud Evil God, glancing at his daughter over the top of his glasses.

After a few seconds, he shook his head: "Then you may have to wait a long time."

"why?"

"Look - Alia's show is coming. Do you know what it's called?"

"What's this called?"

"This is called attitude, just like the comments posted on the news, the official attitude. Learn more about traditional culture and don't be so straightforward. It's not elegant at all."

"..."

440-Hope

There are many programs on the Spring Festival Gala, but Lele is not interested in many of them.

"The main reason is that the Spring Festival Gala programs have become more and more stable in recent years."

"Why do you think so?"

Alia, who was cutting the cake, didn't even raise her head: "You are not that old, how many times have you watched the Spring Festival Gala?"

"Many times, and I can also find old classic shows to watch!"

"That's the thing, if you compare them with all the classic shows from the past, they are naturally better."

After giving Lele a portion of the cake and milk tea, Alia also sat down with a cup of warm almond tea.

"Compared to that, being able to do it steadily and without making mistakes is already amazing."

"Previously, all the shows were memes. They performed, the audience watched, and then it became a hot topic on the internet after a while."

"now what?"

"Now, I just pick up something that someone else has chewed and chew it again, hoping not to make a big mistake."

Lele curled his lips and said, "Besides, there are too many short-term, highly stimulating entertainments. It feels like the programs in the Spring Festival Gala are almost the same."

A warm room, warm lighting, bean bag sofas, plush carpet.

The double-layer vacuum glass blocks out the noisy sound of the fireworks outside, while letting the brilliant lights in.

The fish tank on the window reflects the splendor of thousands of homes.

Yuer turned around and looked into the room, where white snowflakes were projected on the TV.

“Is this the program that notified us but didn’t say what it was about?”

Lele straightened up and looked at the big screen curiously: "Why does it look like a documentary?"

"This is what Director Su filmed. You should have seen some of the content."

Although not all scenes are shot from Cyber ​​Daji's perspective, it is obvious that Cyber ​​Daji's perspective has the highest quality and is used the most.

The opening scene is white frost and snow - not blizzard - but frost and sleet, one grain at a time.

The red truck was parked on the road, with a layer of ice as thick as a fist covering its top, hanging down like icicles under the eaves.

A small observation window was opened on the front glass of the car, and the driver, wrapped in a blanket, looked out curiously.

Every place on the body of the car where water could drip was covered with frozen raindrops that then formed icicles, giving the red truck a white shell.

This exaggerated gesture even makes people feel like they are filming a movie...

But this is not a movie, this is a realistic portrayal of the previous cold wave that has not yet completely disappeared.

"Fall down, fall down."

With a desperate cry, a tall electric tower covered in frost slowly collapsed and crashed into the mountains.

The bursting wires emitted a final spark, but it only illuminated the dark night for a moment.

The camera, with its anxious and shaky images, shows the person shouting: "Quickly disconnect the Internet!"

These images seem to have been taken with a mobile phone, so they are extremely dim in the night and only the outlines of the people opposite can be vaguely seen.

But above the outlines of these running people, there are dots of green lights, like fireflies or stars, coming from afar.

"Here I come! Here I come!!"

What's coming?

Lele blinked, looked at the familiar green spots of light, and subconsciously covered his mouth.

"This was filmed in Chenzhou. Their power grid was the first to be unable to withstand the damage."

"At that time, our drones--"

"Go on and watch."

The scene shifted from the roads that were shut down due to the cold wave and the power system with collapsed electric towers to the railways.

But from the bird's-eye view, you can only see the railroad tracks in front and behind, and all you can see in the middle is a vast expanse of white snow.

Did this rail grow out of the snow? Or was it pulled apart?

Just as the audience was wondering this, the snow on the ground moved a few times, and then several groundhog-like figures emerged.

It was the conductor wrapped in a cotton coat—the train was still there—but underneath the snow…

In front and behind the train, more people climbed out of the snow piles, cleared the snow covering the roof, and stood on the train waving towards the sky.

The bird's-eye view was raised, looking towards the other end of the railway track.

In the distance, a freight steam locomotive was roaring and emitting dazzling sparks from its chimney as it struggled to get closer.

The screen narrator finally spoke.

"This year has been a year of disasters, with heavy rain and snow coming one after another."

"A cold wave swept across Donghuang, and none of the 22 southern provinces were spared. The ground froze, cars stalled, electricity and water were cut off, and even electric poles fell down."

"All resources across the country are moving toward the south, but all the relief supplies are stuck on the roads, and neither trains nor cars can get in."

"The aorta seems to be broken."

And when she said the word 'seems', everyone knew that there was still hope.

Is there really any chance of turning around?

Lele exhaled: "Here it comes——"

"what?"

"The background music starts... it's coming..."

Alia was actually amused by her, but the BGM did start, and it was the famous "Guanghan Palace Breaking Formation Song".

Or it should be called the "Above the Moon·Symphony" version. Phoenix Legend's Haidilao singing is included in the last part of this program.

After the slightly soft music in the prelude, the scene suddenly changed, and in the dim snow and wind, searchlights suddenly lit up.

——It literally lights up with a bang!

"BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!"

Amidst the dull flashing sounds, the sword-like headlights pierced through the darkness, tearing apart the falling rain and snow.

The super-heavy rescue vehicle, painted in bright red like a blazing flame and numbered 001, pushed aside all obstacles in the frost and snow and displayed its flag.

The fluttering Donghuang national flag, illuminated by searchlights at night, looks like a glowing red gem, shining like the rising sun.

This was the engineering group that first appeared in Chenzhou. The "flagship vehicle" they led was the most original version of the No. 001 super-heavy transport vehicle.

A behemoth with a load of 3,000 tons and a total length of over 50 meters, emerged from the wind and snow with the courage to shake the natural disaster.

The noisy background sound blends into the passionate music, which brings more than just hope.

is power!

The bright red flag, the heroic spirit in the bones of Donghuang that everyone will come to its aid when one side is in trouble, the consensus of unity, and the aesthetics of heavy industry are all combined together to form a powerful force!

Unstoppable! A power that nothing can match!!