National Treasure Artist

Chapter 35 Laughing, Crying

The fourth episode of "Dream Renovator" is titled 'Dawn Through the Clouds'.

Although the screen is still shaking, a peaceful scene is revealed.

In the distance, the sky has dawned, and the downpour has long since stopped. The sky is extraordinarily blue, with white clouds drifting slowly.
In China, tens of millions of viewers in front of the TV could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and when they thought of the title, they thought that the designer Davidia involucrata had found a way out.

But when the picture turned to the inside of the van, everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the scene inside the van clearly, and their hearts suddenly twitched!
All I saw was a mess inside the car, and the members of the "Dream Renovator" team were covered in mud stains. They were either spread out, leaning on them, or lying on their stomachs, but they couldn't open their eyes anymore.

These members are very young, and people can't imagine what kind of night they have experienced to be so tired.

The camera continued to move, and soon, they saw Davidia involucrata sitting in the passenger seat.

When seeing that figure clearly, I don't know how many people's hearts were shocked, and they felt goosebumps all over their bodies.

What a state of mind that is!

His face, hair, and clothes were covered with traces of dried mud and water. This was not surprising to everyone. His complexion was pale, and there was despair in his pallor.

Gongtong, he didn't sleep, his eyes were open.

That pair of eyes were covered with scarlet bloodshot eyes, one look at this one makes people dare not take a second look.

"No, didn't you find a factory willing to cooperate overnight?"

Everyone looked at Davidia involucrata and felt chills in their hearts. They suddenly no longer hoped that Davidia involucrata would continue to persevere.

They are so distressed!

"Give it up, isn't it the Louvre, we won't design it anymore!"

"Tong'er, let's give up, people don't welcome us, what are we doing for!"

"I can't go on like this anymore. If this goes on, my body will really collapse."

"How long has it been since Tong'er had a good night's sleep? It rained heavily for another night, he thought he was made of iron!"

"Who can think of a way, who can think of a way, find a way to contact Davidia involucrata. Give up, it's boring"

"Let's stop playing, can't we? There's really no need to torture people to death!"

"This is the case, this is oppressing our Tong'er openly!"

Watching the show, young couples, middle-aged men who got off work, and students on campus no longer wanted Davidia to continue.

"This is too bullying, I really don't do it like this!"

At this moment, no matter how afraid that Gongtong would give up, it would not change his image in people's hearts as an iron-blooded man.

In the capital, in a narrow room.

Bai's father and Bai's mother were really angry this time, and they really couldn't bear it anymore.

Father Bai grabbed the phone, his eyes were red, and he was about to dial it. No matter how tough he was, no matter how much he was afraid of being blamed, he wanted his son to give up the project.

Sitting aside, Mu Jin watched the TV, and felt that it was almost done, and if there was something wrong with the person, he would not be able to get anything.

She didn't stop Father Bai, but instead looked worried, blinking and looking at the old man with red eyes.

'Jingle Bell'

But at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

The ear-piercing ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly came from the screen, attracting everyone's attention.

At this time, the show was accompanied by passionate background music, which made the audience feel a synapse.

The voice of the phone is played out, only to hear:

"Hello, is this Mr. Davidia involucrata Bai?"

"Yes you are?"

Gongtong's answering voice seemed weak, and every time the other party asked a question, it seemed that it took a long time to respond.

"Hello, I'm John, the business manager of EOS in Germany."

"We heard that you are currently contacting and cooperating with a model making factory, is that true?"

"Ah."

Gongtong's face was ugly, and she only hummed in a nasal voice.

"Are you interested in cooperating with our EOS company?"

"Our company's latest technology, 3D printing, has matured, and it is very necessary to cooperate with some influential projects!"

"Our company is very optimistic about the influence of your glass pyramid!"

When the voice on the phone said this, Gongtong shivered suddenly, and felt that her spirit came up all of a sudden.

With a 'click' sound, the phone fell on the car without holding it.

Gongtong was so frightened that her already pale face became even paler, she hurriedly bent down and stretched her head to pick it up, and only after seeing that the phone hadn't hung up did she let out a big sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, Gongtong repeatedly agreed with a slightly trembling voice:

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

"Alright then, our team set off last night and should arrive at your hotel soon."

"Hope to keep in touch with you!"

After hanging up the phone, Gongtong was still a little dazed. He looked at the mustache directors behind him who had opened their eyes and held their breath, poking their heads towards him and listening.

"It's true, it's true!"

In the second half of the carriage, a young boy held his mobile phone and suddenly yelled: "This EOS group is real!"

"And very famous, not long ago announced the maturity of 3D printing technology!"

'boom! '

After his words fell, there was an unexpected carnival in the carriage.

All I saw was Davidia involucrata first, he was stunned, and then, large swaths of tears flowed down from his eye sockets.

While crying, Gongtong slammed down the car a few times with her fists.

The crying became more and more intense, and he hugged his head and cried loudly, his snot and tears were all smeared on his clothes.

Not only Davidia involucrata, but also director Mustache.

Dou Da's tears couldn't stop rolling down from his eyes, and while wiping, wiping, the flow became more intense.

Everyone was crying, six or seven people in the car were crying.

In front of the TV, tens of millions of netizens watched this scene, not only did not laugh at these 30-[-]-year-old boys, but wept one by one.

On the TV, Gongtong and the others cried terribly.

Outside the TV, young couples, students in the dormitory, middle-aged men after work.
One by one is also crying, followed by crying.

They cry on TV, they cry off TV!
It's not easy, it's not easy.
In Beijing, Father Bai put down his phone.

He stretched out his hand to pat his choking wife, and comforted him softly, but then he also stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes.

Mu Jin looked at Gongtong with a cold expression, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the show, Gongtong and his group were crying and crying, and suddenly laughed out loud again, laughing heartily and hysterically.

"Old Yang, get me something to eat, I'm starving to death!"

Gongtong's nose was full of tears but she didn't care, and shouted behind her.

The audience in front of the TV, looking at Davidia involucrata and this big boy, wiped their eyes and laughed out loud.

Their laughter was so hearty, it seemed that they hadn't laughed so heartily and comfortably for many years.
"Gongtong, whether you win or lose, you are a giant!"

　There is a problem with the software used to write the book, it keeps crashing, it's going crazy
　　
　
(End of this chapter)