Old galvanized water pipes were replaced with stainless steel and PP polypropylene.
Each valve, pump, and machine was renovated inside and out, and all sealing rings and motor wires were replaced.
Remove the large pile of yellowed sandblasted frosted glass and replace it with new wire-laminated glass, which will last for a long, long time.
The side of the building facing the ultraviolet headlights has been newly painted. On the backlit side, you can see many comic strips, which are gifts for the children of Yingying Kindergarten.
The goods in the warehouse are divided into categories, and consumables that can be used for at least four years have been prepared for the residents of each room. However, there is no way to ensure a long-term supply of things like vegetarian dishes in the kitchen. These issues can only be left to Chief Jessica to handle.
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"I'll leave this list to you, Aunt Li Xiangyun." Jiang Xueming handed over a new oil-paper account book and handed it to the cleaning aunt, "Is the warehouse manager still in this building?"
"That's my husband." The cleaning lady took the account book and said with a smile: "He left a long time ago."
"Oh... I'm sorry." Jiang Xueming pursed her lips, feeling embarrassed: "I shouldn't have mentioned this matter."
"He probably died during the earthquake. He was hit by a shelf before he could run away. The situation was very chaotic at that time. The rescue team came in and there were many corpses but no work badges could be found. They also said it was a spiritual disaster, so the victims were taken to the
It was buried under the ground." Aunt Li Xiangyun didn't care at all. She turned her head and looked at the rows of shelves and the large and crowded warehouse. The black oil in her eyes fluctuated. After a while, the holes turned black and then back again.
Brown, emotionally unstable.
Jiang Xueming handed over Ah Xing's big tape recorder smoothly: "Auntie, I want to give this to you."
"What kind of foreign thing is this?" Li Xiangyun didn't understand, but she could guess its purpose from the two loudspeakers and the tape cassette: "Is it for playing songs?"
"Yes." Jiang Xueming rummaged into his backpack again and pulled out two boxes of tapes.
It is a recording of the chorus of the China Song and Dance Drama Theater, including "On the Taihang Mountains" and "My Motherland".
Ah Xing popped up from behind Brother Ming: "Yes, yes! I also asked 9527 to find someone to record "Liuyang River" by teacher Li Guyi. "My Motherland" also has teacher Guo Lanying's version. Auntie, what are you still doing?
What do you want to hear?"
"I don't know how to do this foreign trick." Aunt Li Xiangyun flipped her hair, her eyes were dry, and she rubbed her hands uneasily, as if she wanted to hold the handle of the tape recorder, but she was afraid of wearing it out.
Jiang Xueming: "Axing, teach Aunt Li how to use it."
After a few minutes, Aunt Li Xiangyun finally figured out how to insert the tape, degaussing, re-recording and pausing, as well as how to use the fast forward and rewind function keys.
When she pressed the play button, the INTRO prelude from the strings came in, and she immediately caught up with the rhythm.
Aunt Li shook her hands and her body swayed slightly.
She held Jiang Xueming's shoulders and hummed.
"A big river with wide waves~"
"The wind blows the rice flowers~the fragrance of both sides of the strait~"
The handyman who was busy in the warehouse was arranging rags and disinfectant while singing along with Aunt Li.
"I'm used to hearing the boatman's call and seeing the white sails on the ship."
Ah Xing took out a new tape from his bag and put it in a big cardboard box. There were many songs from different eras. Xueming also stuffed a tape into it. It was Jiang Bailu's collection. Before the two brothers and sisters were born,
"Jay" released in 2000 - Although I don't know if Aunt Li will like it, Bai Lu and Xueming both like it.
They no longer bothered the people in the warehouse, but waited quietly, standing at the gate and looking into the distance.
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Next to the oval track in the large stadium, different races have set up different stages according to their different hometowns.
Two tennis referees, Porechev and Goncharov, set up a projection screen and watched the "Victory Day Parade on May 9, 1990" together with six engineers and thirty-three team members.
After playing "Long Live Our Mighty Motherland", followed by "Holy War" and "Farewell of Slavic Women", it felt like I was back under the Kremlin, playing drums and blowing trumpets with the military band phalanx.
Next door were good Hispanic neighbors. They were singing and dancing on the stage, and a bricklayer named Crisandiano hugged his friends.
Because he took out a family heirloom, which was a jersey of Maradona - the stage was playing the last game in 1990 when the world champion Maradona single-handedly destroyed Juventus.
Friends from Europe gathered around a round dining table and sang loudly.
Italian chef Enrique can handle meat and play the trombone.
The red gum worker in the kitchen was carrying a bass guitar and had just handed the electric guitar into the hands of foreman Eric.
The deputy construction worker sat in front of the piano and played "Bohemian Rhapsody" by Queen.
In 1990, Freddie Mercury, the lead singer of Queen, held the last birthday party in his life. He died of AIDS in November 1991.
The rednecks in North America didn't set up a stage. They wandered around, occasionally trying to sneak into other houses to get some French fries. There was only one black uncle who used the stars and stripes as a cape, wore sunglasses and held an electric guitar, and asked his assistant to do it. The saxophone accompaniment, surrounded by a group of listeners, sang spiritual songs and B.B. King's jazz.
The brothers and sisters in the East Asian cultural circle were setting up the main stage, and they asked Brother Qi to get a piece of Teresa Teng's Golden Record Award-winning work called "The Conditions of Tears."
But Seventh Brother still didn't dare to sign up - she originally wanted to go up and sing a song, and wanted to sing "I Only Care About You" for her employer to listen to.
Later, she discovered that the mixer had a VCD of the 1991 Red and White Song Concert, for which Teresa Teng sang "I Only Care About You" - and later died of illness in 1995.
She thought that these good brothers from Guangdong had already heard the original song, so there was no need for her to go up and throw this time-travelling adult away.
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"My Motherland" is almost over - after the sentence "When friends come, there is good wine."
Aunt Li Xiangyun was stunned for a while——
——Because she saw a clever old man emerging from under the linen blanket in the warehouse, opening the partition door of the basement, holding a bare wooden pole in his hand, like a Type 56 submachine gun with only the handle left. The uncle's eyes were shining and he shouted with great anger.
"If that jackal comes! Have a shotgun to greet it!"
That uncle is Li Xiangyun’s husband and the manager of this warehouse.
Aunt Li Xiangyun figured it out——
——My husband fought many battles when he was young, how could he be knocked down by an earthquake?
It's just that no one tidied the warehouse, no one removed the heavy iron frame, and no one discovered that such an old clever guy was still hiding in the basement.
"I thought you were dead..."
"A long, long time ago."
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the other side--
——Chief Jessica stood on the stage with her hands on her hips.
She changed into a red and white singing outfit and looked very energetic and very happy - this was her first performance on stage, and it would definitely not be her last.
When I saw the stage layout, I always felt that something was missing——
"—Set up! OK!"
"—Band! OK!"
"——Field management! OK!"
"Lighting! Very bad!"
The ultraviolet headlights shine on the stadium, which makes it feel listless and in need of a lively atmosphere!
After all, what she wants to sing next, the story she wants to tell, and the passion she wants to express require a more enthusiastic and cheerful light.
She ran down the stage and bumped into Ah Xing and Xueming who were putting on makeup.
Ah Xing put a fake beard on his face, put on sunglasses, a feather hat, Elvis Presley's clothes, and a mini electric guitar hanging around his neck, all gaudy.
Xueming was much more up-to-date. He didn't change anything. To be honest, if Chief Jessica hadn't asked him to help perform a chorus performance on stage, he really wouldn't have wanted to open the business.
"Please! Jiang Xueming! Please! Is there a Bling☆Bling light? It's like a disco ball!" Jessica spoke Chinese much more smoothly.
Jiang Xueming was confused: "The club doesn't seem to have such a thing. I'll think of a way..."
"It doesn't matter if you don't, forget it..." Jessica became depressed.
While Bu Liuxing was putting on a beard for himself, he put on sunglasses for Chief Jessica with the other hand: "Sir, your Chinese is getting better and better, who did you learn it from?"
"Little teacher Enrique! I taught him shogi and he taught me Chinese." Jessica replied.
Just when the two of them were chatting without saying a word.
Jiang Xueming got a few people from the foreman to make an opaque colored ball out of hot-bent glass, but there was no strong light source and the brightness of the construction headlights was not strong enough.
He pulled out his wand and inserted it into the lamp stand, and the motor drove the platform to start rotating.
The wand didn't listen to him - it refused to shine for a long time, as if it felt insulted.
So Jiang Xueming said: "Please, friend, help me with this. The steelmaking workers in the Sixteenth Iron Works are extremely professional. Their youngest master also has fifty years of experience in blacksmithing. In addition to heat treatment, I
I also want to learn the die-casting cold forging method from them, and listen to their mysterious private discussions about developing a Soviet black-tech steelmaking process using ultra-high-pressure sound waves to remove impurities. If you..."
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Before he finished speaking——
——Beautiful colored light bursts out from each color block of the heat-bent glass.
The beam of light penetrated the dense fog on the zenith and directly illuminated the roof of the cave hundreds of meters high.
The glitter on the lampshade was like stars, falling on everyone in the stadium. In an instant, people from afar looked over in unison.
Jessica stumbled onto the stage holding on to her sunglasses, acting as both host and singer, with a handsome posture.
She introduced herself in Chinese, Japanese and English.
"Death Partner Agency City·Armed Force·No. 900113·Member No. 10007714·No military rank yet·But it must be sergeant or above·Super capable·I don’t know how long this life will last, but I really want to eat Chinese food·Special
It’s fried rice with fresh eggs that has not been left overnight. Sailor Moon who is seventeen or who knows how many months this year—Jessica Asaka!”
Bu Liuxing trotted onto the stage with his electric guitar in his arms, and walked up to the lead singer's side to assume a knight-transformation posture.
"My uncle is..."
"Okay, that's enough. Skip this part." Jiang Xueming snatched the microphone back and put it into Jessica's hand, "He's going to talk to you for at least half an hour, and he's going to scare away half of the audience, and the rest will
The lower half was caught by him asking about horoscopes."
Out of politeness, Jessica turned back and pointed in the direction of the drum set.
“Thank you Mrs. Enrique from Naples!”
People followed the lead singer's hand and looked at it. Under the light, Mrs. Enrique's tube top was still stained with oil. Outside was a fiery red work vest. Her orange hair burned like a flame as she played the drums.
The technique is like playing with kitchen knives - maybe this wife has always had a musical dream when doing housework, and she can see some music theory rhythm from the child's knife skills.
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For a moment, there were whistles and cheers.
Thunderous applause sounded.
“Thank you Miss Bai Zijin from Shanwei!”
Jessica pointed to the keyboard synthesizer's multi-effects console.
Brother Qi smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand to scratch like a cat, and made a "hello" gesture.
Jessica: "B.B.Queens!~ Let's dance!"
The announcement ends - that is the theme song of Chibi Maruko-chan at the 1990 Red and White Song Festival.
Mrs. Enrique's drum sticks struck each other, followed by a cymbal sound, like the air rifle in the hands of a running race referee.
All the [Sventura·Unfortunateness] turned into a hot sentence that I just learned from Jessica Chief [LuckyDA☆ZE·Lucky DA☆ZE·Lucky!]
She used drumbeats to remind her partners on the stage to release their enthusiasm quickly.
Four super-heavy bass drum beats and the keyboard's INTRO intro are set to ignite the entire stadium.
Jessica stood in front of the microphone stand, still a little nervous and a little bit frightened - she was afraid that she was going too fast, and she was afraid that she was going too slow.
No rehearsals, no rehearsals.
For the family building of the 16th Steel Works, every day is new, every day is old, and every day is a live broadcast.
She shook her shoulders and waist stiffly, her hair swaying back and forth. She couldn't see her own expression, but she only knew that there were hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at her.
After singing the first lyrics...
"なんでもかんでもみんな..."
[Whatever you want to do, let’s do it together!]
That kind of shyness made her find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
but--
——The ending is not over yet.
Bu Liuxing immediately howled out a dry and rough voice.
"Oh!~~~~~Yeah!~~"
Jessica caught it immediately: "——书どりを书どっているよ!~"
[Let’s dance together!]
"Shu Nana's Nakaからボワっと!"
[pop from inside the pot]
Bu Liuxing immediately harmonized with the Roman accent: "Bowato!"
[Poof!]
Jessica immediately showed a super happy smile, and one or two verses of the lyrics were confused - her arms like slender pennies showed off A Xing.
"Shuxiaoyunren appears!"
[Comedian appears!]
Xueming worked hard on the stage, following Jessica as if in a stage play, how she did the waving dance - he also imitated it.
Jessica simply made the mistake and sang the second verse first.
"いつだって美わない!"
[Don’t be confused at any time]
"Kyusuke's hit!"
[Small shop inside the station]
"Nana's famous!"
[It's so famous]
"Xi's night, night's night!"
[Da da da la la la la!]
Occasionally, he could look back and catch a glimpse of Brother Qi, who was constantly operating two lines back and forth between the keyboard and the synthesizer, shaking his head in excitement.
And Ah Xing shouts out "GotGotGotNow! Baby!~" from time to time, just like Madman.
Xueming thought - Mr. Lu Xun not only wrote "Weeds" and "Hot Wind".
The husband also said that people's emotions are not mutually exclusive, but Xueming didn't think they were noisy.
Because Mr. Lu Xun also said another sentence, which is like the second sentence to prepare for the teacher's roll call——
——The infinite distance and countless people are all related to me.
It was a New Year's party decorated with flowers and burning oil.
Brother Qi still looked timid before the performance, but after two beats, he began to reveal his true nature, ogling the audience and blowing kisses.
It was a New Year's party that was chaotic and chaotic.
Two Korean diesel engineers in the East Asian cultural circle threw two eggs on the stage - they said they were a fat man and a little boy. The seventh brother turned into a professional [Killer·Killer] on the spot and drove a dump truck to deliver the two eggs.
Stick went to another world to start a new adventure.
It was an unforgettable New Year's party that is difficult to describe clearly in a string of thin words.
——The two eggs were picked up by Jiang Xueming. When they were half dead and restored to their original state, he used them to make an egg fried rice.
Then he watched the nostalgic Chief Jessica open the suitcase of [Paintoast·There is pain ahead, but cheers!], and put it to Nanami's mouth one spoonful at a time.
Jessica was crying, feeding, eating, and thinking.
“Isn’t this still overnight!?”
Nanami in the box didn't have any complaints. Since she didn't have the support of a cardiovascular system, she didn't have to think about complicated things. She just vomited out her food after eating, and then watched her good sisters open the latest comics to her.
That's it, that's it--
——After the party, the New Year’s bell rang.
Although life will never go on again, the teachers of Yingying Kindergarten took the babies on the brand new merry-go-round.
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The three troubled beauties still have a few final things to do.
They came to the big water tower in Area B15 and climbed to the high platform along the hilly path. They wanted to find out the water source of the family building and find out what these black mud-like grease substances were.
Just in the process of climbing high and mountainous, their inspiration was frantically alarming. Whether it was snow or shooting stars, even 9527, which had undergone three transformations, could not stand the violent pressure of inspiration - on Volga's dashboard,
The spiritual disaster concentration index reaches 90%.
On the winding staircase of the mountain climbing path, they were sweating profusely and suffering from splitting headaches. Even if they were protected by spiritual clothes, they might not be able to take another step up.
On the low slope of the hill, the water tower seemed to have been rebuilt by desperadoes after the disaster. Stone bricks and paint blocks of different colors can be seen.
It's just that the distance is too far and no details can be seen.
Axing cheered up and rushed forward holding the pyroxene in his chest, but in an instant he fainted due to the neuralgia caused by his inspiration.
Originally, the bright and dark activity of pyroxene was very regular, like breathing, it would gradually brighten and dim, but just now, when Ah Xing was trying to climb the mountain, the amulet on his chest kept maintaining the highest brightness, and he was in a coma.
The instantaneous power outage will cause it to go out. This is just like the overclocking work that electrical components have to do when dealing with ultra-high voltage.
At the end of the day, all in all - it's time for them to go home, this is not the place they should be.
Brother Qi and Xueming, one holding his head and the other holding his legs, carried the unconscious Ah Xing down the mountain.
When going down the mountain, Xueming also took many photos, including the strange sediments in the water source, the overall outline of the water tower hills, the bare mountain ridges, and many angiosperms. Finally, there was a video of the entire party, as well as each of the refugees.
Apprentice’s Safety Guidelines.
Twenty-eight hours later, Bu Liuxing woke up and saw Xueming living in the canteen, exchanging experiences with several steel-making workers - it was a pity that there was no stove, otherwise Xueming would suck these desperadoes dry.
After staying in the family building for seven days and finishing the cleaning work, they packed their bags and went home.
In the end, Xueming still couldn't make it to Ah Xing's birthday, and the cafe wasn't ready either.
Just like the mysterious water tower, they were not ready. As Teacher Victor said, if you want to explore deeper, you need to "transform into a butterfly" both physically and mentally.
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On the way back.
Jiang Xueming talked to Brother Qi about the water tower.
"Brother Seven...you should be much better than us, right?"
"You can say that."
"What would be in a place you can't even go to?"
"Actually, I can go... I feel like I should be able to go in alone." Brother Qi explained: "But my life amulet was confiscated by the BOSS. Without the stone, I feel unsure."
"No kidding, don't lie to me, Brother Qi, with the life amulet, you can go to that place?"
"Yeah!" Xiao Qi's tone was firm: "I'm very brave. I can go in, but I don't know if I can get out."
Jiang Xueming opened the note on his mobile phone and wrote in his electronic diary: "Can you feel what's in that water tower?"
"It should be a waterway connected to the inland tap water circulation system." Brother Qi had seen the basic layout of the city and analyzed it carefully: "As for what is in the water tower, I don't know."
"Teacher Victor once revealed some scraps to me. He said that he was going to investigate a [subject], and there were many very difficult [subjects] to deal with - could these [subjects] have escaped from high-risk areas?
"That's why we feel such strong inspirational pressure." Speaking of this, Jiang Xueming was very worried that if the community he finally repaired would be destroyed by some inexplicable monster - what kind of tragic Japanese-style Riddler story is this?
ah?
"Probably not..." 9527 analyzed rationally: "I have seen many, many monsters that can create such a great mental pressure on me. Most of them are [giant objects], even if they are not [giant objects],
It’s also related to [giant things].”
"What is the giant thing?"
"It's a long story, and I won't be able to explain it clearly for a while. You can go back to the station and look for a chance to go to the big library and you'll understand."
"Oh!" Bu Liuxing suddenly popped up and took out his mobile phone, "This is the last photo I took before I passed out! Take a look!"
The three of them looked at it together.
That was a photo taken by Ah Xing at the foot of a low slope mountain, looking up at the water tower.
The main subject of the photo is the water tower, but in that high-pressure environment, Ah Xing's hands were shaking constantly. The photo was not in focus, and the model lake was not clear. Only a rough outline could be seen, and the entire low-sloping hills were captured in the photo.
9527 scratched his head: "Isn't this... very similar to..."
Jiang Xueming opened the brush tool and marked the corners of the hills and low slopes with red lines along the photo.
"The outline here and the exposed wrinkles of the stone skin look like a few fingers."
Bu Liuxing was nervous: "Could it be the big bronze statue in Fountain Square? Is it those giants?"
"The sizes are very close. Using the height of the Five Kings Council building as a reference, the height of those bronze giants in a crouching position is about 120 meters, which is as high as thirty or forty stories." Jiang Xueming explained: "If this
The bare rock at the corner of the low slope can be considered its fingers, and it is at least two to three hundred meters tall."
Bu Liuxing became curious: "Would you like to go back and take a look?"
"Let's come back and explore when our spirits are stronger." Jiang Xueming turned off the light of his mobile phone, "Sir Jessica, how much do you know about these things?"
Jessica was still immersed in the sadness of saying goodbye to her friends and had not come back to her senses.
"Oh oh oh! That water tower, I heard from the foreman, has been there for many, many years. I don't know about the others."
After digging into the matter, I couldn't find any valuable information.
The three of them felt that just thinking was of no use.